Superman of the Marvel Universe

Luke wasn't sure what accident happened in Midtown that caused Batman to send him an urgent message to return to the team.

Sinestro took action?

But can you defeat The Flash, Superman and Batman with just one Lamp Ring of Will?

This is a bit exaggerated.

With such doubts, Luke flew over Midtown.

He put on the fully charged green light ring, scanned the number of lives in the city, and then searched for the whereabouts of Barry and others.

"Dr. Wayne."

Following the target location given by the light ring, Luke first went to Barry's apartment and found Thomas Wayne who was unconscious.

Fragments of a vase were scattered on the ground, as well as a carelessly discarded syringe.

"If this were a clown, he would have already performed the forbidden scenes of tying up Play and torturing him."

Luke complained. Fortunately, Batman was only injected with a large dose of anesthetic drugs and temporarily lost consciousness. His life was not in danger.

Those villains are always so gentle when they attack.

In their eyes, they only see each other as their old enemies.

Just like Sinestro versus Hal Jordan, Reverse Flash versus Barry Allen...

As for other superheroes?

Sorry, not familiar with it, not interested.

The light of will bursts out from Luke's lamp ring and envelopes Batman.

It was as if a completely unscientific holy light technique directly awakened the opponent.

This is one of the benefits of light rings.

Has a variety of auxiliary functions.

As long as you have enough willpower, it can be called a universal machine.

"A red lightning bolt?"

Thomas Wayne woke up and quickly told what had happened before. Luke was thoughtful after listening to it. Did Reverse Flash and Sinestro form an alliance?

Therefore, Reverse Flash dealt with Batman who might interfere with the plan, and Sinestro dealt with the Flash.

This wave of division of labor and cooperation is quite interesting.

What about Superman?

Although Kal-El was in a weak state as he had not been exposed to the sun since he was a child, he had no problem crushing Sinestro into a cookie with one punch.

The only thing you need to worry about is probably that Superman's brain is not working well.

So before every big event happens.

He will be offline early due to various accidents and traps.

"Dr. Wayne, stay here and don't move around."

Luke clicked on the light screen simulated by the light ring, tracked Kal-El's location, and found that it was in a nearby neighborhood not far away.

He dropped these words, knocked open the ceiling of Barry's apartment, and flew directly over.

"Can't you just go through the main entrance?"

Thomas Wayne looked up at the huge hole, shook his head and said.

He wasn't going to pay The Flash to patch the roof.

……

……

In just an instant, Luke arrived at Kal-El's location.

Then--

As soon as he landed, he saw Chops Superman being beaten.

"Kryptonian?"

Luke spots a tall man wearing a specially made battle suit with an "S" marked on his chest.

The opponent's movements and movements burst out with violent power.

The knots are entangled, and the muscles like steel wires are twisted into a ball.

It's like a raised hill shaking the air.

This man looks more like a son of Krypton than a skinny, spare-ribbed Superman.

Bang!

He punched Kal-El hard in the face, causing a large amount of blood.

The Chops Superman staggered back a few steps as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer.

The tall man seemed to be very good at fighting, and he followed closely, closing in again.

The eyes emitted red beams of light and struck Kal-El's chest.

The latter's feet lifted off the ground, stretched into a straight line, and fell into the shop with a bang.

He was like a baseball that was hit, passing through the walls of shops and streets, and hit a car without losing any force.

The metal door was dented and the glass shattered into pieces.

Large clouds of smoke and dust billowed up like ocean waves.

"This is probably the military's secret weapon."

Luke watched silently, with no intention of taking action.

Anyway, his little cousin won't die for a while. If he wants to learn how to fight with others, he must first learn to be beaten.

Speaking of which, Kal-El's strength is not inferior to the military's secret weapon.

But he has been passively taking damage, acting as a thick sandbag.

"The human government, Sinestro, and Reverse-Flash..."

Luke wrote down these guys in a small notebook and prepared to serve them in one pot.

Through super vision, he discovered that the cells in the tall man's body were extremely close to those of Kryptonians, and he was probably a replica of Superman similar to "Bizzaro".

This is normal. Kal-El has been in the hands of the military for 30 years, so there is no way that there will be no results at all.

If Lex Luthor himself had replaced the scientist and had so much time to study Superman, he might have mass-produced a Kryptonian army long ago.

"it hurts."

The simple-minded Paigu Superman felt the pain all over his body, and a ball of fire arose in his heart.

He roared angrily and accelerated his feet, like a supersonic fighter jet traveling at low altitude, slamming into the tall man.

However, the latter just sneered, and his extremely excellent dynamic vision completely captured Kal-El's movement trajectory.

He dodged to the side, and the turbulent air hit him without causing any damage.

The powerful palm opened up, between the lightning and flint, and accurately grasped the right leg of the Spare Rib Superman, dragging the thin figure.

boom!

Like swinging a sandbag!

Kal-El's body came into close contact with the hard ground.

Spider web-like cracks immediately opened, sending up a cloud of dust.

"You're not even as good at fighting as a kindergarten kid."

The tall man commented.

His real name is Sinclair and he has the rank of lieutenant. He was one of the first soldiers recruited into the Superman project.

Among more than 400 candidates in the same period, he was the only one who survived and was fully adapted to the transformation process of Kryptonian cells.

Although, General Lane subsequently recruited three groups of soldiers.

But the terrible failure rate of no one succeeding made the military reluctantly give up the idea of ​​replicating Superman.

Sinclair became a unique being, codenamed "Experimental Subject Three."

Just as Luke guessed, he is the military's secret weapon and its greatest support.

"Superman's strength is simply a waste on you."

Sinclair stepped down, almost crushing Kal-El's sternum.

"If it were all mine, America would be the most powerful country in the world."

Mr. Lieutenant is a simple-minded soldier who only follows orders.

My heart is full of how to let the light of freedom and democracy of the lighthouse country shine in every corner of the earth.

Bang!Bang!

Sinclair stepped hard again, kicking the Spare Ribs Superman until he vomited blood.

In the past, he stayed in a secret base under the metropolis, without even a chance to go out.

Now, Mr. Lieutenant was extremely excited to finally go out to perform the mission.

Bloodthirsty, manic, impulsive...all kinds of emotions surged inside.

"Hey, you beating my cousin like this makes me a little unhappy."

Seeing that his little Kryptonian cousin was about to be beaten to death, Luke finally stood up.

From his observation, Sinclair is basically a weakened Superman.

In other words, if Kal-El doesn't know how to fight, it would be his turn to be so arrogant.

"Another...Kryptonian."

Sinclair stopped and looked at Luke walking from the other side of the street.

"You were the one who threatened General Lane and said you would start a cosmic war, right?"

Luke curled his lips and did not answer.

The Kryptonian fleet was just his random talk, but he didn't expect the military to believe it.

"If I take you back to the general, he will definitely praise me greatly."

Sinclair stared at the approaching Luke like a wild beast, grinning: "When the time comes, I will become a hero in the United States, no, the whole world!"

Swish!

Mr. Lieutenant decisively gave up on Kal-El, who was lying on the ground, unable to fight anymore, and rushed towards the opponent's eldest cousin.

Rumbling--

I saw Sinclair bringing up an afterimage, and the atmosphere made a continuous sound like an explosion.

Without even taking a breath, he loomed in front of Luke.

The latter looked calm and didn't even blink.

Stretch out your right hand, make a fist with five fingers, and strike straight out.

Nothing fancy, extremely simple!

Sinclair, who was struck by lightning, seemed to be sent to Luke's fist.

Click, click!

The fist penetrated the body of the American lieutenant, like a sharp blade stirring flesh and bones.

The tyrannical body as hard as steel was as fragile as a piece of paper in front of this punch.

Boom!

The ground seemed to shake violently, and the aftermath radiated to the surrounding neighborhoods.

"This……"

Sinclair slowly lowered his head and saw the huge hole in his chest.

The flesh, flesh, and organs inside were all shattered to pieces by that terrifying force.

"This punch is the result of 20 years of skill."

Only then did Luke speak slowly.

With a smile on his lips, he walked straight past Sinclair, who stood motionless.

After walking a certain distance, Sinclair's tall body suddenly exploded and turned into a sticky mass of flesh and blood.