My Father Once Said That I Evolved Faster Than Light
"Celebrate!"
"The great Son of Titan, His Highness His Highness Beckett, the revered Lord of Chitauri Prime!"
"Unparalleled wisdom has paid off, and unparalleled brilliance has been preserved!"
"At this moment, no one can stop His Highness Beckett's resurrection!"
Woz, the robot cat with a gray scarf around his neck, stood not far from Beckett, holding a copy of "The Complete Collection of Celebration Lines" and speaking with great enthusiasm.
It succeeded! It succeeded! It successfully resurrected Beckett!
It did not disappoint Beckett's trust!
Woz's congratulatory speech grew increasingly excited, while Mera, who had been used as a pawn by Woz since the plan began, still had no idea what role she played in this so-called plan.
She was still basking in the joy of Beckett's resurrection.
"You are... how did you resurrect Beckett? Barry hasn't..."
Mera, who gladly handed her hand to Beckett, had an irrepressible, radiant smile in her eyes.
"In fact, Woz has two plans." Afraid of not matching up, Woz quickly ended his recitation and rushed to Beckett's side.
"I gave Barry Allen three days of special training, and after simulating the energy fluctuations of the Speed Force through special means, I used alien materials from the Kryptonian spaceship to create two ignition stones."
"Once the two flints collide at the edge of the Mother Box, they can instantly simulate the energy fluctuations of the Speed Force, drawing out an electric current to activate the Mother Box and revive His Highness Beckett."
In this plan, Diana, Arthur Curry, Barry Allen, and even Mera were merely pawns used by Woz to draw fire.
The so-called manipulation of the Kryptonian spaceship was simply because Woz needed Kryptonian technology and materials.
It doesn't trust Mera, and in this universe it doesn't trust anyone other than Beckett.
For something as momentous as reviving Beckett, it had to do it itself.
And the current fact shows that it has succeeded.
Although this success seemed to come too easily, the terrifying Apocalypse King Darkseid didn't even try to stop it, and just watched Beckett come back to life in broad daylight.
But Woz clearly didn't care about Darkseid's thoughts.
Its only desire is to revive Beckett.
Of course, this cannot be said for Mera; the phrase "Plan B" is sufficient to explain everything.
As a dignified Artificial Intelligence life form, isn't it normal for me to have a Plan B when doing things?
Woz was perfectly justified.
"Although it was a little later than I expected, it was still pretty good." Beckett, who was helping Mera up from the ground, glanced at the serious-looking Woz.
Woz's smile grew even warmer and more genuine after receiving the praise.
"Ahem, well, although I really don't want to bother you, but... it seems we still have an enemy." Barry Allen, who had been lying on the ground unattended, slowly stood up, leaning against the ruins, and pointed at Clark.
The latter was watching Beckett with great interest, his feet dangling in the air, his cloak billowing behind him.
"Well, at least for now, he is indeed our enemy," Barry Allen added, realizing that overthinking things was inappropriate.
No, he isn't.
"He was just a corpse, nothing more."
Beckett turned around, his flamboyant demeanor causing Clark to frown.
He still remembered this man, the man he had fought so fiercely with before, the man who was evenly matched with him.
However, that was only in the past.
Darkseid's actions over the past three days have provided Clark with an extremely terrifying boost to his power.
Moreover, he was resurrected by Darkseid using the power of the Mother Box.
With both factors combined, Clark was confident that even if Beckett were resurrected, he would not be a match for him.
"Beckett, is that your name? How strange."
A dangerous red glint flashed in Clark's gray eyes. He sneered and focused all his attention on Beckett was standing not far in front of him.
The muscles on his bare chest were sharply defined, with only the two holes around his heart revealing the extent of Beckett's previous injuries.
"Your name isn't much better, Clark."
Beckett squinted and retorted sharply.
When it comes to trash talk and making threats, Beckett has never lost to anyone in his life. If you're not convinced, let's settle this with a fight.
It's just a fight, who's afraid of who?
The terrifying energy originating from the Mother Box continued to expand within Beckett's body, and the next second, these two beings, who could be considered the strongest men on Earth, collided.
Bang!
"Get out of the way."
The clash of fists stirred the golden and jet-black hair.
Beckett squinted, slightly surprised.
He's gotten stronger.
These were the thoughts that simultaneously surfaced in both of their minds.
"Interesting."
Beckett shook his hand, his emerald eyes burning with fierce fighting spirit, and a continuous stream of energy was stimulating the Saiyan cells in his body.
"I didn't have much fun fighting those guys just now."
"Can you do it?"
Although it was phrased as a question, the sneer in Clark's eyes made the statement seem like an established fact.
"Those who block my way will all meet a terrible end." Beckett raised his right hand towards Clark, his five fingers spread, and the energy gathered in his palm was so dense that it made the heavens and earth change color!
Boom!!!
The Saiyan energy wave instantly clashed with the Kryptonian energy wave surging from Clark's palm, and the overflowing aftershocks were enough to overturn the entire Gotham City!
"What?"
"I have seen through your moves." Clark put his hands together, and the two Kryptonian energy waves merged into one and shot straight at Beckett.
The existence of a super brain means that if Clark wants to fight seriously, there is no move in the world that he cannot learn!
Clark completely copied all of Thanos's lifelong skills, including moves like the Titan Throw and Titan Thanos Fall, and even perfectly integrated them into his own Kryptonian fighting style.
Learn by analogy.
"You are no match for me."
Bang!!!
The two bodies collided violently, each punching the other in the face, before separating to regulate their slightly disordered breathing.
The brief adjustment was solely for a better combat experience, and Clark's face betrayed his barely suppressed excitement.
The same was true of Beckett.
"Go to hell!!!"
Clark was trembling with excitement, as if he were addicted to the game, and once again unleashed two Kryptonian shockwaves in an extremely Beckett manner!
?!!!
Everyone present, except Beckett, was dumbfounded.
The devastating energy impact, even the aftershocks alone were enough to smooth out the entire uneven Gotham!
"Beckett!!!"
"Wishful thinking!"
Mera's concerns were interrupted by Beckett's dismissive attitude before she could finish expressing them.
The power of the Mother Box barely satiated the Saiyan cells in Beckett's body, and the crimson-gold aura appeared even more arrogant in Mera's eyes.
The abundant energy of a single Mother Box allowed Beckett to once again reach a new realm that he had only been able to enter with the help of the Mind Stone.
Her hair, which had grown to waist length in an instant, brought with it a terrifying and awe-inspiring pressure.
Boom!
When the two collided, the dazzling light seemed like a giant hand parting the dark clouds, dyeing the shattered earth with a layer of golden gauze.
"What?"
"My father once said..." As the swirling dust settled, Beckett, unharmed, slowly raised his right hand, pointing his index finger at the shattered golden sky.
"I evolve faster than light."
The dappled sunlight, known as the sun, fell upon Beckett's body. His long hair reached his waist, and his expression was stern. His golden hair shone with dazzling brilliance under the scorching sun!
"Celebrate!"
"The great Son of Titan! His Highness His Highness Beckett, the revered Lord of Chitauri Prime!"
"At this moment, he has surpassed the limits of power!"
"Every step he takes now is writing an epic called glory!"