Lucifer! Still Say It Wasn't You!

Even with Ian's intelligence, he completely froze in that instant.

The young man stared hard at the man before him who called himself Uclifre Kent—that face, that air, that dangerous edge beneath the carefree, devil-may-care attitude.

Who could forget it?

He remembered all too well who that face belonged to!

Lucifer Morningstar, the fallen angel, the King of Hell, the being who would often sit in the Light Bar in the future drinking tequila, playing the piano, and occasionally throwing a little fit.

How could that face possibly have the surname Kent too?

One had to understand!

Superman's older brother?

How was that possible!

The identity of "Superman's older brother" was simply absurd beyond belief!

In Ian's timeline, in his understanding, Superman Clark Kent was the son of Jor-El and Lara, and also Krypton's last orphan.

More importantly, Clark's adoptive parents on Earth, the kind and honest couple Jonathan and Martha Kent, had been unable to have children because of a car accident.

That was a well-known fact in the family's history!

It was also a historical node in the DC Universe! Most mystical forces could hardly shake it, and it was even more firmly fixed than the fact that Flash's mother had to die that night!

"State your origin! Intruder!"

Uclifre Kent was also furious and incredulous at Ian's appearance.

"Wait."

Ian raised a hand, as if trying to push away this ridiculous idea. "Let me get this straight. You're saying you're Clark's older brother? The Kents' son?"

Seeing the other man nod, Ian felt as if someone were making a monkey out of him.

"Damn it! Lucifer! Don't you never lie? Everyone under heaven knows it! Martha and Jonathan Kent can't have children at all!"

"That's a known fact! They tried for years and never had a child,