Facing the rampaging Doomsday, Clark was completely powerless to stop it. Without Kryptonite weapons, he couldn't even truly kill a single one of them.
"Lord God, please save Earth!"
After being sent flying by another Doomsday, Clark looked at Zod and his group, who were still observing, and the increasingly bright Sun high in the sky, and couldn't help but pray.
"Clark, I heard your prayer!"
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind Clark.
Clark turned his head in surprise, but his eyes immediately narrowed, because the one who appeared before him was not Kytheron's usual dragon form, but a human like himself, only with a pair of horns on his head.
However, the feeling from his genetic bloodline instantly made him realize that the person in front of him was Kytheron.
"Lord God!"
Clark immediately flew to Kytheron's front in surprise.
Zod and his few subordinates did the same, but after landing in front of Kytheron, they knelt on one knee, their faces showing humility and fear.
"Lord God, please forgive my mistake for allowing these monsters to rampage!"
Zod's attitude was extremely humble.
He thought that Kytheron's appearance, in response to Clark's call, was due to his dissatisfaction with their inaction, and he felt somewhat uneasy.
"Get up! There's nothing wrong with what you did."
Upon hearing Kytheron's words, a hint of relief finally appeared on Zod's face.
"My Lord, should we stop these Doomsdays now!"
Zod, having stood up, asked Kytheron.
Kytheron did not speak, but flew directly towards the still rampaging Doomsday. Looking at Metropolis, which had been completely reduced to ruins, Kytheron, who had long been accustomed to destruction, felt no emotion.
Looking at Kytheron flying towards them, these monsters, which should have been completely irrational, all stopped their movements at this moment.
"Kneel!"
Indifferent words came from Kytheron's mouth.
Zod and the others behind him were still somewhat confused. Even if Kytheron was the Kryptonian God, surely he couldn't make these biochemical monsters, which had no rationality and only absolute Madness, obey orders!
However, the next moment, they were all stunned in place, their expressions...
"Bang!"
Instantly, under the gaze of countless eyes on Earth, those terrifying monsters, which had just been incredibly violent, actually bent their knees and heavily knelt on the ground.
At this moment, the originally mad expressions on their faces seemed to have calmed down.
Because in the eyes of Doomsday, Kytheron, who appeared before them, was not at all what he appeared to be on the outside; he was a terrifying existence a thousand, ten thousand times more frightening than them.
That absolute suppression made even them, without rationality, unable to muster the slightest will to resist, and they obediently knelt down according to Kytheron's command.
"Who exactly is this new guy? Why are these monsters kneeling and worshipping him!"
"Could it be that he orchestrated all of this?"
"Damn it, the destruction of Metropolis is because of him. What is his ultimate goal? To occupy Earth?"
In the U.S. military command center, all the officers, big and small, looked at Kytheron in horror.
"Unable to detect the target's energy signature, unable to scan for thermal imaging. He's like he doesn't exist at all, yet he's clearly standing there. Who exactly is this guy?"
Many officers looked at the scene before them; although satellites had captured Kytheron's figure, radar could not detect his presence.
"Mr. President, I request a nuclear strike to completely abandon the already ruined Metropolis and wipe them all out!"
The gray-haired general, with a resolute expression, requested new orders from the President on the other end of the phone.
"General, are you gambling with all our lives?"
"Those alien metahumans, can nuclear bombs really kill them? If not, how should we face their retaliation? Please tell me."
After the previous missile salvo, the President had already lost much hope in humanity's thermal weapons, even though nuclear bombs were the most deterrent weapon humans could wield.
"But, are we just going to let the culprits who destroyed Metropolis go unpunished?"
The general still wanted to argue.
"What can we do when we are at an absolute disadvantage? If losing just one Metropolis can quell this incident, then for us, that is already the luckiest outcome!"
"You yourself have seen the power possessed by those alien metahumans. If they choose to retaliate without limits, how many of us, and everyone else, can withstand it?"
After hearing the President's words, a hint of sorrow flashed in the general's eyes.
As a general of the strongest military power on Earth, moreover with nuclear weapons as a backing, he had never felt so aggrieved when facing any opponent.
Kytheron looked at the few trembling Doomsdays kneeling before him, a hint of mockery appearing on his face:
"What crude imitations. Rao, you claim to be the Kryptonian God, yet you can tolerate the existence of such inferior trash. I truly overestimated you!"
Kytheron raised his head and looked towards an unknown place with a half-smile, his words openly revealing his disdain for Rao, the past God.
Then, Kytheron merely snapped his fingers, and the six Doomsdays instantly turned to dust and vanished.
"This guy, how dare he! I'll kill him, this despicable false god!"
So openly mocked by Kytheron, Rao's heart was on the verge of erupting like a volcano, and the other Kryptonian lesser gods couldn't help but tremble, fearing to be caught in the wrath.
Portland, who witnessed the entire process from the side, showed a never-before-seen brilliance in his eyes.
Ancient Doomsday was created by his hands, and he was arguably the person who understood it best. Yet, Kytheron had now even incorporated the Doomsday system into his own genetic system!
This made him seem more like a true God than the nominal Kryptonian God before them.
"Perhaps, only by following My Lord can my talents truly be displayed!"
Rao did not yet know that the mad scientist he had resurrected had already conceived the idea of defecting to Kytheron.
"Portland, what are you still doing here? The trash you created has damaged my honor. Now, I will accelerate time for your laboratory. If you cannot research a weapon more powerful than Ancient Doomsday within three hundred years, you will completely lose your value!"
Rao quickly shifted his anger to Portland and set a time limit for him.
"Yes, Lord God!"
Portland, who already had other thoughts in his mind, showed a familiar mad smile on his face, then slowly retreated.
Rao's words just now undoubtedly helped Portland solidify the idea that had arisen in his mind.
------------------------
I've posted 70+ chapters in advance on Patreon.
Webnovel updates will still be daily, as usual.
It might not seem tempting right nobut who knows what the future holds?
[email protected]/TripleCrown
"And If you're enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!"