The nuclear missile was about to explode.
The news struck Clark's heart like a bolt from the blue.
"What are you panicking for?"
Jino glanced at Clark. With a flip of his hand, the boy grasped a bolt of golden lightning formed from Heavenly Magic.
He aimed at the pitch-black night sky.
"Off you go!"
Jino lightly tossed the lightning in his hand.
Boom!
Wrapped in golden light, the lightning shot through the night sky like a javelin, plunging into the dark clouds.
Then, as though it had struck something—
The nuclear missile shattered by the lightning exploded in an instant.
The originally black night sky was suddenly flooded with magnificent, scorching radiance, as though several suns had risen at once above the heavens.
"Done."
Facing the rising glow, Jino withdrew his right hand.
"Next..."
Jino looked up in the direction of Washington D.C. "It's time to settle some personal grudges."
The White House.
Built in 1793, it had housed countless presidents and was the residence of the President of free America.
"Honestly, today has been a terrible day."
On the White House lawn, two guards idly chatted about their recent experiences.
Until—
Boom!
The roar of a heavy fighter jet engine exploded overhead.
The two guards instinctively looked up.
Above the star-speckled night sky, a blonde young man stood beneath the darkness as though he were a god, his feet planted on empty air.
A gentle breeze stirred his long hair, revealing a pair of icy eyes.
The two guards instinctively opened their mouths wide. Every security officer in the White House who witnessed the scene wore the same expression.
"J-Jino Luthor?"
Someone blurted out his name, their eyes filled with shock.
Who was Jino? There was no way anyone didn't know him.
The leader of the Justice