By nightfall.
"Hahaha!"
Jonathan's words echoed across the silent square.
The night wind rustled the branches placed in the center of the square.
Omni-Man's subordinates joined in with mocking laughter.
Jonathan's claim sounded like some ridiculous joke to them.
"That's the funniest joke I've ever heard."
Omni-Man spread his palm, crushed the Kryptonite in his hand, then tossed it into his mouth.
As the Green Kryptonite flashed, the man's already massive physique grew even more imposing.
"Who do you think can save you, Jonathan?"
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Omni-Man slowly stepped forward.
His long red cape swayed in the wind like a streak of flowing blood.
Even the air seemed to sense the killing intent and grew heavier.
Omni-Man slowly opened his right hand.
His powerful fingers reached for Jonathan's throat.
The companions behind him wore sickly smiles.
They could almost predict what would happen next.
Just like the worlds Omni-Man had conquered before.
He would twist his opponent's neck like braiding dough, using their agonized death as a warning to frighten the lambs.
In Jonathan's field of vision.
He watched that hand draw closer and closer.
It was as though the grim reaper had already raised his scythe behind him.
"Snap!"
A suffocating pressure seized his throat.
He couldn't breathe, couldn't move, and his body trembled uncontrollably as it struggled.
Should he close his eyes and wait for death, or—
"Boom!"
A sudden blast thundered beside his ear.
The suffocating grip around his neck vanished, and Jonathan heard an enraged roar filled with murderous intent echo across the entire square.
"How dare you touch my father!"
It was Clark!
Jonathan opened his eyes.
Across the vast square, Clark moved like a ghostly afterimage, roaring as his fists became streaks of light that rained down on Omni-Man.
Omni-Man reacted just