"Cough, cough, cough~"
After Clark returned to Earth and basked in the sun for a while, he finally recovered somewhat from his uncomfortable weakness.
Although he had been weak the entire time, he still knew what had happened.
Clearly, General Zod, the man who had killed his father, had intended to do something terrible to him.
His two little brothers and Mage Steve had saved him.
"Thank you," Clark said with a breath.
"Of course. Senior Steve really is dependable," Bruce said admiringly.
"All I could do was take you and run. Since he could take my Finger of Death head-on, even if I used other ninth-circle offensive spells, they probably wouldn't do much to him. In the end, I could only settle for destroying their mothership first."
Steve's tone was grave.
He had simply relied on the convenience of magic—if he could not win, he ran.
If they had really gone head-to-head, he would probably have gotten pummeled.
Clark's people were simply monstrous.
No wonder the Supreme Mage had called them a crisis for Earth.
But since the Supreme Mage had not intervened, the current situation was clearly part of the history he protected.
How should they break this deadlock...
Tch. Could they get Diana to help? She's Earth's native goddess. How could she be so single-mindedly focused on her little world for two? Could she please fulfill her duties as a goddess...
"The Kryptonians' mothership was blown up?"
Hoover was utterly astonished when he received the intelligence report.
This time, both the Supreme Divine Court and Morgan's Coalition Forces had temporarily set aside their immediate conflict, intending to teach those Kryptonians a lesson.
They had chosen the timing of this Kryptonian invasion world event.
Therefore, they had already stationed units in silent standby in orbit to observe.