DC Tyrant

In the Emperor Building, the sun is shining, reflecting the magnificent colors, and the sky above the metropolis is brilliant.

Jenny's awakening brought Buddy a happy and relaxed mood.

So much so that now, I have stolen half a day of leisure, and I have time on the top of the Emperor's Building, watching the sun is blazing, the clouds are changing, and humming a song softly.

Bardi is sturdy, wearing a white trench coat, grinning in the wind, his fingers lightly touching the air, like a piano playing an air, smiling at the scorching sun.

There's still about a month and a half left.

Kryptonian people who are connected with him, Zod, Fiora, Hale, will come to this planet.

At that time, there may be another battle.

It will be another planet-destroying battle.

It's just that last time, Badi lost to the entire class on Krypton, and the entire upper class of Krypton was against him, making him unable to save those civilians who loved him.

And now, Bardi hummed softly, looking forward to their arrival.

End all entanglement with Krypton.

It is always a joy to see old friends again, and Badi is no exception. He smiles under the sun and is in a good mood.

The sun is also very fierce, and the scorching barbecue grills the air, twisting slightly.

Through the refraction of the nearby Emperor Building, the colorful rainbow light is smashed, which is beautiful and magnificent.

However, such an ordinary temperature of more than forty-five degrees would make an ordinary person sweat profusely.

This is the case with Luthor, his brain is developed, his body is still an ordinary person, at most the limit of ordinary humans.

Therefore, he still sweats, and the dense beads of sweat appear on his bald head, reflecting a slight iridescent color, and the white suit is tightly adhered to the body, which is very uncomfortable.

He stood behind Bardi and knelt down to see him, but was not allowed to get up.

"Luther, how many years have you been with me?"

Bardi put his hands behind his back, raised his head and looked up at the sun. The energy of the sun was absorbed by his skin, and a layer of light appeared on the surface, which was so hot that it was difficult to see directly.

"Ten years, Your Majesty."

Luther's bald head had more beads of sweat, and his suit was already dripping with sweat.

His face was cloudy and uncertain, and he didn't know which step went wrong. Now that Badi's momentum has taken shape, it made him sweat profusely, and it was hard for him to breathe.

"Remember how cute you were when you followed me back then!"

Bardi smiled lightly, he still remembered that Luther's little tricks, playing tricks in front of him, turned out to be nothing.

It all feeds Luthor's inner desires as he follows him to Metropolis, taking care of himself.

Seeing a more wonderful world, the desire is stronger, and the desire to have more.

This is also a deliberate indulgence of Bardi, eager for Luthor to always be able to make outstanding achievements.

However, very disappointing.

Buddy was on top of Luthor, causing Luthor to lose something, perhaps some life-threatening struggles. Although Luthor is smart, Buddy doesn't need this kind of intelligence.

"In front of Your Majesty, it was just a little trick."

Luther's face was dark and ugly.

No one wants to make memories for no reason.

Except for the old man, who wants to tell his glorious deeds.

There are also dead people, which will make people recall the past together.

And now, and that apparently, Barty reminded him of his own stupidity.

"And now."

Bardi said lightly.

"Luther, you disappoint me."

Luther's face sank completely, his suit was soaked with sweat, and on a hot noon day, the chill spread up from his spine and spread to the bottom of his heart.

Smart people can understand everything Badi said without needing more language.

Pamulotti, got it.

"Your Majesty, that's all I can do."

Even so, Luther struggled as hard as he could.

He had not imagined using kryptonite to attack him from the side of Pamulotti.

Even if Luther had kryptonite fragments, he couldn't get up. Bardi's figure with his hands on his back was like a mountain, pressing down on his heart.

It exudes the breath of mountains, as if the Himalayas were pressing down on him, so desperate that he could not move his body.

Luthor knew that this was just the tip of the iceberg of deterrence.

At this moment, all wisdom has no effect.

"One month."

"Luther, one month."

Badi's voice was suddenly ruthless, his figure was stalwart, and the momentum emitted by the magnetic field was as oppressive as a meteorite falling from the sky.

Ordinary people's human body, in front of his powerful body magnetic field, will dizziness, vomiting, and endocrine disorders at the lightest level.

If it weren't for Badi's control, the radius of hundreds of meters would be distorted by his body's magnetic field, converging, and distorted by a vortex-like magnetic field.

But now, Luther's face is blushing, the sweat on his bald head is densely seeping, his breathing is almost suffocating, his heart seems to be held tightly, is it that he wants to vomit and faint, like being hit by an assault vehicle in the front , The body's adjustment system, the moment of imbalance, the internal organs will be suppressed to the appearance of explosion.

"I'll give you a chance to stay in the Doomsday Cell Lab for a month."

"Go study Doom cells!"

"One month later, the serum gene you developed will be injected into your body."

"Your life, is it exploding in expansion, or is it infinitely stronger."

"It depends on your research."

Badi turned around, his face was sunny, radiating light under the sun.

He smiled.

"Luther, this is your last chance to create a Doomsday that is powerful enough to kill me so that you can survive."

This is the final value of Luthor.

No matter whether it can be produced or not, Luther's life is already in danger.

So, use your last vision.

Luther's body suddenly loosened, his blushing face heaved a sigh of relief, his eyeballs were bloodshot, his face was wet with sweat, covering every inch of his skin, and his eyelashes were dotted with sweat beads.

Bardi released his suppression.

His body relaxed for a moment, and when he heard Badi's words, his heart sank again.

Doom cell.

That's an impossible thing, without this infinite power-enhancing creature that defies physics.

This is but a luxury.

This kind of creature, even more unreasonable than the person in front of Luthor, is difficult to appear, difficult to study, and it is simply impossible.

Only the **** who masters the creation can create this kind of creature.

Luther didn't believe in God, and at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a heavy feeling in his heart.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Luthor was silent, his bald head bowed.

A gleam of wisdom flashed in his eyes.

This will be his last chance to survive.

Desperately researching Doom Day.