In the basement of the mysterious house, sitting cross-legged on the rocks of the sea that had recovered from peace, the cold divinity in Clark's eyes had disappeared.
As Merlin was watching, he grabbed his left arm that was cut off in a strange way and pressed it on the wound carelessly.
Just as the sun's light floated around Clark's wound, like a binder, it made the wound on Superman's shoulder heal quickly. After a few seconds, Clark raised his left hand and moved his five fingers.
The fingers were swaying flexibly, as if he was not injured at all.
"You can control your own flesh and blood?"
Merlin, who was standing next to Superman, asked curiously:
"This is also one of the abilities brought by the infinite formula?"
"right."
Clark picked up his suit and tie from the ground, and while skillfully putting on the tie, he said to Merlin:
"I discovered when I was fighting Zod before that in addition to rapid self-healing, the torn flesh and blood are still active after leaving the body, and they only need to be taken back to recover."
"I care more about the 'divine' you just mentioned than this."
Superman looked at Merlin, and it seemed that he could feel his own changes in his will. He frowned and said:
"When fighting in this new form, my mind will become much sharper, but it will also become...ruthless. I thought it was just because I didn't adapt to the new power, but now it seems not."
"You just said this is harmless?"
“Yes, it’s harmless.”
Merlin nodded, and he explained to Clark:
"In the battle just now, I have been paying attention to the changes in your mind. Judging from the sound of the mind heard by the power of vanity, the transformation of divinity only makes you enter a more suitable state for combat, and does not fundamentally change your mind."
"You can think of it as a 'fight switch', or a beast-sense similar to Logan's."
Raven said in the simplest way:
"It will only be activated when you perceive a fatal threat, and under normal circumstances it will not affect your judgment."
"According to my current guess, that should be a preset measure in the genes of perfect creatures, which is an auxiliary means to prevent perfect creatures from dying in battle before they reach their ultimate evolution."
"Is this how?"
Clark rubbed his forehead and said:
"Indeed, entering that state will make me feel more sensitive, react faster, and mobilize and use force more flexibly. It's like having an extra computer in my mind that can quickly analyze the situation on the battlefield, as if even my will seems to have become stronger."
"Be confident and remove the 'as if'."
Merlin chuckled, he reached out and patted Clark on the shoulder, and he said:
"Do you think I haven't tried mental manipulation?"
"At the beginning of the battle just now, I have been trying to influence you with vanity, but whether it is a spiritual suggestion or a trick, it is useless to you in the form of divine will."
"When divinity completely overpowers human nature, your mind is like being put on a strong armor, and it is difficult to be affected again."
"So I'd say, it's harmless, like a set of armor on the level of will."
The Raven Lord breathed a sigh of relief, he said:
"With this preset combat program, I don't need to worry that your Heavenly Father will be manipulated and destroyed by the conspirators, so this is a good thing, Clark, don't care too much about it."
"Okay, then I'll listen to you."
Clark put on his suit and put his hands on his knees and breathed a sigh of relief.
He looked up at Merlin and said:
"What was your move just now? I felt like an ice slashed with flesh and blood. To be honest, I didn't feel any pain at all before my arm fell..."
"There is no pain because it's too fast, it's a quantum-level slash."
Merlin stroked the book of Raven in his hand and said to Clark:
"I convert my energy to the quantum level, use the characteristics of phase movement to send the compressed power into your body, and then explode at the microscopic level."
"In theory, this is an attack that cannot be defended, but there are still many fallacies in practice."
"Its power is not satisfactory, just like just now, that blow should destroy all your organs from the inside of your body and tear your body, but in fact you also saw that it just cut off your arms."
Merlin shook her head and said regretfully:
"In the conversion of the two rules, most of the energy is scattered into the quantum world, and this conversion will destroy the stability of the quantum state, so it can only send one blow, and the effect is very poor. I still have a long way to go to improve this attack method."
"It sounds amazing."
Clark said:
"Is this your new trump card?"
"As a trump card, it's not a good deal, it's just an exploration of different forms of power when you're free."
The Raven shrugged, reached out and took out two cans of beer from his pocket, threw one for Clark, and they sat on the pumice stone, watching the tide below, like a friend chatting.
He said to Clark:
"I've seen your battle with Zod before, and now I'm fighting with you myself. According to my understanding, the infinite formula has completed the process of improving your physique from the genetic level and released the maximum potential that your body can bear."
Meilin, holding a beer can in one hand, stroked the dark red Raven Book on his waist. He turned the magic script away and said softly:
"The strengthening of the infinite formula allows you to maintain your power stably in the state of Heavenly Father, or even the super-Heaven Father, without the sun's illumination, but I still don't know your current limit."
He looked at the first page of the magic book that had become blank again, and he said to his good friend:
"If you accept the sun's radiation, your strength and defense should continue to increase, but the Kryptonian gene templates are inherently lacking the way to attack energy. As I said just now, super magic can still cause considerable damage to you."
“But you don’t need to worry too much.”
Merlin said:
"It is based on my level that you are a God's Father after all, and most of the magic has effective effects on you."
Clark took a sip of beer, he glanced at the magical deity in Merlin's hand, and he said:
"I seemed to have destroyed the magic of your book before. Will this bother you?"
"It's okay, that's just a test subject."
The Raven Lord breathed a sigh of relief, and he said casually:
"I will just find another power-type Heavenly Father to kill him, and I will get the power talisman back, but... I am not going to do that now. If I need it, I will get the best."
A cold light flashed in Meilin's eyes, and he said:
"I already have a choice now, let's continue talking about the infinite formula."
"Your current form, Silver Superman, or Divine Intention Superman, is just your first evolution in your life form."
"The serum unlocks the constraints of your ontological genes. In theory, after continuing to receive the enhancement of the sun's rays, at some point, you will usher in a second physical enhancement."
“What about the limit?”
Clark moved his shoulders and looked at his fingers, the sun-like light shining under his skin.
He said to Merlin:
"Any evolution has theoretical limits. I'm curious, at which level the limit of the infinite formula is?"
"That thing is based on the genes of the God Group."
Merlin thought for a moment and replied softly:
"I asked some 'friends', and they told me that the general strength of the God Group is above the monolithic universe, that is, the theoretical minimum value of life form evolution brought by the infinite formula can also allow you to enter the monolithic universe."
"The original intention of this project is that those cosmic gods want to create a 'perfect life' that surpasses them, so, according to my opinion, as long as conditions allow, you may even enter the multiverse level..."
Speaking of this, Raven Lord shrugged, and he said frankly:
"But that's hard, even if you, Clark, have the chance of getting to that point, it's so small that it's hard to express it with specific data. And if you stay in this universe, you will never reach that level."
“That’s really too far away.”
Clark wasn't too much frustration, his face was peaceful, he said to Merlin:
"I have never considered such a distant future, and to be honest, for me now, this power is enough. Speaking of which, I also received a letter yesterday, from Latvinia, signed by Dum."
Superman pursed his lips and said:
"The new Supreme Master invited me to visit his palace. I guess I might be talking to me about the rules of the Father."
"I suggest you go there, Doum is also worried, and I think you can understand."
Merlin laughed and said to Clark:
"Who dares to let a person whose power is close to the Almighty Heavenly Father move around on the earth? If you lose control, it will be difficult for anyone on the earth to control you. After all, it only takes less than 10 seconds to tear down the earth..."
"And when you reach the Heavenly Father, you can't do many things at will, or participate in them at will. Don't show up for those small things on weekdays, and leave them to the young people to do, otherwise it will scare many people."
After Raven finished drinking the beer in his hand, he said to Clark:
"It's a good thing for you, you can enjoy life with Louise and Jonathan Jr. Those plots against you will be stopped by Doom and his followers before they are implemented, and there will be less worries."
"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, there is a last test."
Merlin reached out and patted his forehead, flipped his fingers and threw a small box to Clark.
He said:
"You should have guessed it."
"Bang"
The box in Clark's hand was opened, and a ray of green light emanated from the box.
"Kryptonite."
Superman shook his head, and he endured the discomfort and held the crystal clear irregular stone in his hand.
This is the second time Clark has had such a close contact with Kryptonite except for the last time he was beaten by Batman Bruce with his kryptonite fist.
This thing is like the most terrifying poison for all Kryptonians. Once it is contaminated, the powerful Kryptonians will quickly enter a weak state.
But at this time, Clark was pinching kryptonite that emitted green light, but did not lose his power.
There was a shining light at his fingertips, as if fighting against the weakened power.
"It still hurts a little."
A few seconds later, Clark threw Krypton back into the box, watching the skin of his fingers as if they were burnt, and a layer of black ash fell to the ground in a slight friction.
He said to Merlin:
"It can still weaken me, but its strength is much worse than before. As you said, the last shortcomings in the Kryptonian gene have been completed by infinite formulas. This kind of natural enemy-like substance is difficult to harm me again."
"Well, Bruce is having a headache now."
Merlin took back Kryptonite, and he blinked at Clark, and he said maliciously:
"That guy Bruce will always prepare for all the crises in advance, but now I'm curious about what method he plans to use to clamp you after kryptonite can't weaken you."
"You."
Clark shrugged, pointed at Merlin, and drank the beer in his hand, he said:
"Aren't you the best tool Bruce uses to clamp me? As long as he speaks and I have signs of losing control, will you sit still? Judging from the battle just now, you have many ways to limit me, right?"
“emmmm”
Merlin curled his lips and said:
"Okay, this statement is fine. Indeed, with my relationship with you and Bruce, I really can't sit still."
"I won't say this."
Merlin waved open the door leading to the hall of the Mysterious House, and the two left the basement one by one, one behind. They sat by the burning fireplace, and Xuanlan, who was holding little Jonathan, also directed the ghost servants to deliver refreshments.
Merlin picked up the teacup and he said to Clark:
"Your other tribesmen, Zod and the 15 Kryptonians, m.i.b are creating new identities for them. It seems that they are indeed defeated by you and are willing to follow your instructions to live well on Earth."
"They have genetic defects."
Clark looked at Merlin and said:
"Can the infinite formula..."
"Don't even think about it!"
Raven refused decisively:
"I can't give that thing casually, and you have to understand that the infinite formula is very complicated to make. The serum you can get is because you have all the Kryptonian gene samples in your body, and Zod and the others don't."
"But I'll ask my friends to find ways to make serums of specific functions to repair their genes so that they can reproduce naturally, and Clark, I have to remind you that you, as the new Kryptonian lord, have to manage your tribes."
Merlin reminded:
"Their power is also a threat to the world. I don't want to be blamed by Fury for doing evil things one day, or if you fall asleep and find that the earth has been demolished by your compatriots."
"I try my best."
Clark, who was guaranteed, smiled and raised his legs and picked up the teacup. He said to Merlin:
"I will restrain them. If something really happens, you still have kryptonite... Even if that thing is terrible suppression on Zod."
"Okay."
Merlin stopped talking about this, and after a few seconds of silence, he said to Clark:
"Seeing a perfect life like you, I really look forward to the human version of the infinite formula being made."
"Perfect life?"
Clark chuckled, and he said:
"Okay, I can only count, but I'm very curious. After the human version of the infinite formula is made, who do you want to give it to? For yourself?"
“I have my one.”
Merlin's eyes shone with light, he said:
"But Bruce, Steve, Patton, Natasha, and even Tony...they need infinite formulas more than I do."
"Their stage is limited to this world, and they probably feel unwilling to accept it. The heroes who once gave everything for the world and are still fighting for order also need a future."
"Like you, have an infinite future!"
"I also need them, and our friends, in the last battle that will inevitably come, to become the warriors I trust most. We will fight together, like the past, for the future of this star!"
Chapter completed!