Orion can fight Superman in hand-to-hand combat, and his physical strength alone is enough to surpass S level.
The new god of the Creation Star has revealed his identity.
The star of justice indicates the justice of the camp and the power of the star with the strength attribute.
The prophecy is not made up.
Among the old gods, there is a prophecy that Cronus, the second-generation god-king, will be overthrown by his son, and there is a prophecy that Zeus, the third-generation god-king, will be replaced by his son.
There are similar prophecies in New Gods.
The first-generation god-king of the new god should be the old god on the 'Old Star'. The new god killed the old god and became the new god, becoming the second-generation ruler of the old star. Therefore, Yuga Khan is considered the second-generation god-king.
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Well, this place is a little different from the old gods in Heaven. Neither Darkseid nor Heavenly Father dared to challenge their father.
As cruel as Darkseid, he has to turn around and run away when he sees Yuga Khan.
There is no domineering force like Zeus uniting with several brothers to kill Cronus.
However, when it comes to Darkseid, he looks similar to Zeus.
The prophecy states that he will be killed by Orion and take his place as the ruler of Apokolips.
This prophecy is quite famous among the New Gods, and almost everyone knows it.
"Obviously, Heavenly Father hopes that Orion will establish the authority and influence of the New God of Creation Star on Earth." The kind grandmother said.
Darkseid sneered, "Earth's heroes admire Orion?"
"It's not enough to worship him, but they think that Chuangshixing is a natural ally and they trust him very much." said the kind grandmother.
Darkseid suddenly stood up and said coldly: "They all treat me as a dead person?!"
"Your Majesty, what are you going to do? Now that your body is in an unprecedented state of weakness, it is best not to take action for a few years." Disad reminded carefully.
"Why do I need to personally take action to destroy the earth?" Darkseid said with a cold look on his face, "Dessaad, use your mother box to take me to the underworld."
"Underworld? Are you going to see the old gods? They have always been hostile to the new gods and are not worthy of trust." Desaad frowned.
"I will only kill the old gods and will not make peace with any old gods." Darkseid smiled sarcastically and said: "Go to the Phantom Zone of the Underworld, which is the underworld of the God of Death on Krypton."
"Phantom Zone" Desaad's eyes lit up, and then hesitantly said: "You want to release the 'Kryptonian prisoners' in the Phantom Zone and let them destroy the earth?
Zod and others who attempted to occupy the Earth did not die on Earth, but were exiled into the Phantom Zone by Superman.
But they didn’t take down the Earth back then, and now they probably don’t even need Witch Harley to take action. Any number of heroes from the main alliance can destroy them with kryptonite and miniaturized red sun weapons.”
Darkseid smiled ferociously and said: "It's just Zod, is it worth a trip in person?
I want to release the Kryptonian Nightmare. It has obvious traces of Krypton, and its appearance on Earth will not make anyone suspicious of me.
You are right about one thing. In recent years, it has not been suitable for me to take matters into my own hands, and it is best not to cause trouble.
But the people on Earth are too full to eat and live too comfortably, so I have to use blood and death to cool down their heated brains."
The kindly grandma's pupils shrank, "You're not going to release that genetic monster that can never be killed and can evolve infinitely, are you? That thing is so dangerous that even the God of Krypton can't control it."
Darkseid's eyes flashed red, and an aura that made his life instinct tremble came out. The kind grandmother suddenly broke into sweat in the inexplicable fear.
"In the face of the anti-life equation, it is just an obedient wolf dog."
Metropolis, Lex Group.
The president's office on the top floor.
The afternoon sunlight passed through the floor-to-ceiling windows and shone on Luther's face, leaving no trace of gloom in his expression.
"Harry, what have you been busy with lately?"
His high-spirited voice could even be heard by Harley on the other end of the phone.
"I've been very free recently. When I have an exorcism mission, I help eliminate evil spirits from the world for free. When I don't have a mission, I go hunting in the deep sea. Have you encountered any great things, or are you doing something at home? Would you like to treat me to a meal?"
Although Harley was not in high spirits, her tone was relaxed and joyful. It was obvious that she was having a good time these days.
She was indeed happy. After more than a month, she finally filled the level 0 experience jar of the ninth specialty.
And the experience is only 20% short of reaching level 90.
The ninth defense specialty, the changes in the "Thick-skinned Martial God Law" brought about by level 90, and the upcoming happy career of "Creation Star Instructor" are enough to make her excited.
"It's a good thing for me, but not for you." Luther said hesitantly: "Harry, we are old friends. There are some things I really don't want to hide from you."
"What did you do?" Harley asked curiously.
"We are friends, but in business, business competition should not affect our lives, what do you think?"
Luther's behavior of beating around the bush and getting vaccinated made Harley more and more curious.
"You're not sending commercial spies to my company to steal technology again, are you?"
"Ahem, those espionage activities had nothing to do with me. They were probably other companies, such as Quinn, Palmer and other major technology companies.
They not only covet your soul digitization and puppy guardian technology, but also hate me for seizing their orders from the Ministry of Defense. They deliberately impersonate me to steal from you, killing two birds with one stone and sowing discord." Luther said seriously.
Harry thought thoughtfully, "It seems that you have made substantial progress in digitizing souls and communicating with Limbo."
"Actually, our two families have different technologies," Luther just explained in a far-fetched way, and suddenly realized that there was no anger in Harley's voice.
He breathed a sigh of relief, but also had some doubts. Isn't she afraid that the monopoly will be broken?
Well, Harley has recently been thinking about whether the 'Thick-skinned God of War' can be promoted to the 'Thick-skinned God King' after level 90. Such ideas in the world are trivial and profitable.
In other words, due to the explosion of black technology brought about by the D superhero era, as well as her neglect of management of her own company and lack of far-sighted long-term planning, although her net worth continued to skyrocket, the momentum slowed down and was gradually surpassed by rising stars.
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"Tomorrow afternoon, the Luther Group will launch the 'Holy Sword' spacecraft, which carries a powerful Limbo signal workstation.
If nothing else happens, I may announce the trial operation of the ‘Sacred Shield System’ on LEX smartphones tomorrow night to compete with your guardian dog.”
Luther said slowly.
"Oh, congratulations."
Luther smiled and invited: "Would you like to come over and take a look? I will hold a semi-public on-site press conference. In addition to the Holy Sword spacecraft, there will be other
Well, do you still remember the ‘Krypton Genetic Engineering Project’ we discussed a few years ago?
Now that the results have been produced, the Pentagon will send someone to check, and General Lane invites you to come with him."
"What result?" Harley asked curiously.
"The 'fruit' is ripe and falls off the stem. Believe me, you will never be disappointed." Luther vowed.
"Tomorrow afternoon?"
"Two o'clock in the afternoon."
Harley didn't care that there was a dishonorable competitor in her own industry.
But Luther, as the client, and his work team were very nervous about her response.
When Luther called Harley in high spirits, across from the CEO's desk, there was a man and a woman nervously waiting for the final result.
Luther hung up the phone, and his secretary Mercy, a smart, capable, beautiful and delicate white-collar woman with short hair, immediately asked: "Boss, what did Miss Quinn say?"
"She will participate in tomorrow's lighting ceremony, which shows that she really doesn't mind." Luther said.
"I'm just saying that with Admiral Galaxy's magnanimity, how can he care about business competition." The middle-aged man in a white coat next to Macy said with a smile.
Luther's eyes rested on his chest for a while, his brows furrowed slightly.
Inside the open white coat, there is a huge "S" printed on the front of the cashmere sweater, the same logo as Superman.
"Dr. Xiao, you are the captain of the Holy Sword. You have to lead the team to outer space tomorrow afternoon. Now go back and rest." He said slowly.
"I still have a job." Hank Xiao didn't notice the change in Bo SS's eyes, and said with a somewhat complaining tone: "Luthor, my original major was brainwave digitization.
You poached me from MIT to the Luther Group for the project of digitizing mental power.
Although we encountered some setbacks in the first few years, since you started from Galaxy"
Luther's eyes suddenly became sharp, as if two small knives were flying out of his eye sockets.
Hank was startled. He murmured a few times, but still couldn't say "borrowed technology from the Galaxy Admiral".
"Since you came out of Stryker Prison, our work has advanced by leaps and bounds. Now we are not only able to digitize brain waves, but we have even officially entered the realm of souls."
Speaking of this, Dr. Xiao's eyes and tone became extremely excited, "Even Admiral Galaxy, her technology only stops at converting the soul back and forth between data and spirit.
A few years ago, this technology was so amazing that it was the limit of human imagination.
But now, a few years later, various alien technologies and theories are pouring out, and scientists like us have also expanded our horizons from the earth, to the solar system, to the Milky Way, beyond the universe, and into the multiverse.
I deeply understand a truth: Don’t let the world with boundaries limit the boundaries of your thoughts. Thoughts have no boundaries.”
"What exactly do you want to say?" Luther interrupted him impatiently.
"Wave SS, the soul can be converted into data, and the data can also be converted into soul. The soul is difficult to observe, but the data is a series of definite or uncertain numbers. It can not only be measured, but also compared and modified!!" Dr. Xiao said excitedly.
"Pah!" Luther was furious and slammed the table hard, staring at him with murderous eyes. "You didn't listen to me, and you are still secretly conducting experiments on tampering with brainwave data?"
Dr. Hank Shaw was very frightened for a moment when he looked at him like this. However, the pride of the world's top scientists, his belief in the spirit of Superman, and his trust in Superman turned his fear into bravery.
He also stood up and shouted to himself: "Luthor, what's wrong with my experiment?
Superman's strength lies not only in his genes, but also in his unique soul."
Because no one is allowed to study Superman except me, especially Superman’s soul!
There was a flash of murderous intent in Luther's eyes.
Her secretary saw it, but Dr. Hank Shaw didn't notice it and kept talking.
"Now that we have obtained Superman's soul data, if we split the data into functional modules, we can analyze the 'Superman's Power' corresponding to each module.
Then digitize the souls of ordinary people and adjust the modules in the data to 'Superman Mode'. Then the souls of ordinary people will have the same characteristics as Superman.
Finally, the adjusted soul data is restored to a complete soul, and the 'modulated soul' with superhuman characteristics appears. (ps)
Even if we can’t make everyone have a body of steel, at least we can mentally make everyone a superman!”
His face was full of enthusiasm, he waved his hands, his voice trembled with excitement, and he completely ignored Luthor's death glare, "Everyone is a Superman, and a great 'Superman Dynasty' is about to be born.
The future of the earth, the future of the universe, and the future of the multiverse all belong to the Superman Dynasty!"