People in Marvel: I am a super native of the motherland

Chapter 144: Call Your Majesty
On the planet of the DC world, John is basking in the sun on a lounge chair.

And in the sky above Paris, the capital of France, the Holy Lord was brutally torturing these dozen Kryptonians.

Relying on his super speed, the Holy Lord was kicking Zod on the back one moment, and the next moment he grabbed Fiona's head and threw her out like a rag.

At a speed of more than ten times the speed of sound, the two Kryptonian bodies inevitably collided with each other.

"boom!"

The collision of the two steel bodies directly shattered the glass of the city below, and large pieces of debris fell from the air, causing the crowd watching below to scream.

The Holy Master almost single-handedly kicked these dozen Kryptonians like footballs, but at the same time he controlled his strength and tried his best not to torture them to death.

'How is it possible...' Zod was manipulated by the Holy Lord like a rag doll. Even under the sunlight, their strength continued to grow.

One hundred thousand tons...20 tons...50 tons...

In the few minutes of being abused, their arm strength had climbed to a million tons. As a result, every time he improved, the Holy Lord would use more power to kick them.

Just from the one-sided beating during this period, if the monster opposite had not had a strange healing ability, all of them would have died with broken bones.

"Aren't you going to surrender?" The Holy Lord said while torturing and surrendering over Paris: "Do you think that your growing strength can compete with His Majesty? Just dream of your spring and autumn."

As he said that, the Holy Master kicked Zod's kidneys out with a sudden kick and then used the Horse Talisman to heal him: "Now I only use one thousandth of my strength to play with you, and your Majesty's Your strength is at least a hundred times that of mine, you can calculate for yourself how big the gap is."

'How can you be one hundred thousand times stronger than me? Zod didn't believe it at all and thought it was just the other party's offensive words.

Zod didn't panic at all, because they also had a Kryptonian spacecraft equipped with Star Destroyer weapons. As long as they used weapons, everything would get better... right?
John, who had his eyes closed on the recliner, opened his right eye slightly and focused on the spacecraft that was about to leave.

The next moment, in Zod's dull gaze, a red light beam visible to almost everyone in the entire hemisphere flashed past, directly blocking the Kryptonian spacecraft that was about to take off.

The spacecraft that was swept to Krypton stopped stiffly in mid-air and stopped rising. Then it began to shift slightly, and finally the shift gradually became larger. The upper part slowly pulled down under the action of gravity, revealing the incision like silver. Mirror-like plane.

Thousands of Kryptonians escaped from the crashing alien spaceship in a beetle-shaped airship.

Seemingly seeing Zod's sluggishness, the Holy Lord stopped attacking and sneered: "Hey, don't you think that flying thing can save you?"

"I advise you to surrender quickly, and you will save yourself a beating." The Holy Master said seriously, simply torturing people was boring, and after a few minutes of kicking, he became a little tired.

"Don't even think about it!" Zod drank, but the next moment his teeth were knocked out by the Holy Lord with a flick of his tail: "Damn, you can still be so tough after being beaten."

"It seems I'm still too gentle with you. Let's start the second round now. Since you don't agree, I'm going to give you a little more strength next." The Holy Master said fiercely.

I just tried bludgeoning. Since my horse charm has healing power, I can try colon sashimi, human pig, and His Majesty’s famous works Brain in a Jar and Human Centipede.

Three minutes later, John sat up from the recliner and saw the Holy Lord flying back with these dozen Kryptonians. "Your Majesty, the mission was successfully completed." The Holy Lord smiled, but his terrifying appearance made him look like he was crying when he smiled.

"Are you really a member of my race?" Zod looked at John with a pale face.

"Of course, I am also a Kryptonian." John admitted, which also made Zod feel better. At least it was not shameful to be one of his own people.

But the next moment, Zod's somewhat improved expression turned ugly, because he felt that the power in his body was being withdrawn bit by bit.

"What's going on? Why has my power returned to its original level?" Zod looked at John.

"Kryptonian stones can cause your cells that have been strengthened by the yellow sun to degenerate. Because the spacecraft just crashed, the smell of kryptonite is now floating in the entire air." John rubbed his nose uncomfortably.

The kryptonite powder in the air made John's cells a little sleepy. Fortunately, he now has more than 4000 nuclear fusion reactors stuffed in his stomach. Under the neutralization of the two phases, except for some sensitivity, there is no suppression or suppression of combat power. Improvement has caused obstacles, but the strength is still improving steadily.

In fact, facing the world he now lives in, John has been paying attention to the changes in his body throughout the process.

If his physical fitness showed even the slightest sign of decline due to Kryptonite, he would immediately return to his original world and choose to destroy the planet beneath his feet.

Fortunately, nothing so terrible happened. The kryptonite actually neutralized the reactor, saving the planet from destruction.

The Holy Master on the side saw that Zod's words were neither big nor small, and reminded him: "Next time, remember to add His Majesty's honorific title before speaking, no big or small."

Zod looked at the Holy Lord angrily, wondering why this guy was so cowardly. If it weren't for the fact that his whole body was losing strength under the influence of kryptonite, he would have continued to fight.

"Now go and collect all the Kryptonians who escaped, and then join me in ruling the planet below you." John ordered.

Zod didn't have much objection to just ruling the planet instead of destroying it this time.

Because I had no idea before that the environment of my own planet was actually a constraint, and I even thought about transforming the entire planet into the original Kryptonian appearance.

Half an hour later, John was already standing in front of thousands of Kryptonians who had sunbathed in the sun. These people were all curiously looking at the same race in front of them.

"There's still one person left." John said slowly.

"Impossible, I recognize all Kryptonians..." Zod wanted to ask back, but the next moment he was slapped to the ground by the Holy Lord: "I have said it several times, before expressing my views, you must call His Majesty."

When the other Kryptonians saw their leader being knocked down, they all looked at the Holy Lord angrily, but in the end they still did not step forward.

"Have you forgotten the purpose of coming to this planet this time?" John said, his eyes locked on Clark Kent in the distance: "If you don't come over, I will come over."

Just by being glanced at, Clark felt a chill on his back, and had the illusion that an insect was being targeted by a Tyrannosaurus rex, and then the next moment, his whole body fell at John's feet.

(End of this chapter)