Appearance

Cosmic Biotechnology Co., Ltd..

Laboratory Building.

Negative Second Floor.

Deep within the desolate, deserted corridor, in the innermost testing room, a chilling mist spread across the floor. The bright incandescent lights illuminated the room, yet eerily, there was not a single person in sight.

It was quiet and cool, with a chilling feeling reminiscent of a morgue.

Clark's thin, pale skin clung to his bones, his eyes sunken, resembling a mummified corpse, was encased in a sterile, vacuum-sealed glass case, just like a museum exhibit.

Suddenly, a black dot abruptly twisted in the cold testing room.

The black dots started out the size of sesame seeds, but soon they began to twist abnormally, rippling through the air and forming a vortex.

The cold mist creeping on the ground was slightly rippled by the vortex. Some white, visible cold air rose as the air twisted and rose, and was also pulled by the vortex ripples. Along the edge of the vortex ripples, the cold mist was torn into thin strands, and the air was twisted by the vortex.

The black dot vortex, in an instant, twisted and rippled the surrounding airflow, expanding to nearly half the size of a person.

Unexpected.

On the other side of this vortex, there was not darkness, but rather the color of a blue sky, the lush green of a forest, and the faint, salty particles that wafted into the testing room. One could already imagine that on the other side was a beautiful landscape of azure sea and sky, white clouds and Ying Ying green fields, all in one color.

"The lines of the future emerge before my searching eyes."

"The road ahead reveals itself in my calm thoughts."

"The alternation of night and day will resume in the future I foresee."

"The Krypton orphan who represents light, hope, and the future,"

"Restore this world to its rightful course!"

On the other side of the vortex, a woman suddenly appeared.

Her face was fair and delicate, with a strong classical charm like that of a noblewoman. Her black hair was tied up, with a few wavy strands falling at her temples, giving her a lazy yet alluring look. Her eyes were emerald green, as if they carried the vicissitudes of time, having witnessed the rise and fall of the world, and also showing compassion for the suffering of the world.

She was alluring, wearing a black Flamenco Dress —not a full skirt, but a modified bodycon dress, resembling an evening gown, elegant yet mysterious. The dress had an open front, with multiple layers of bright red trim along the edges, characteristic of flamenco dresses, which complemented the overall black color, revealing a passionate yet mysteriously cold black aura.

A pair of long, slender legs were faintly visible beneath a mysterious and fiery, elegant skirt.

She exudes mystery and classic elegance, with a languid air of noblewoman grace and luxury, always radiating a seductive allure. Her attire, a cool black and red combination, creates a strange and contradictory contrast between mystery, coldness, and passion.

Her emerald eyes gazed at the Clark skeleton corpse, which was displayed like a trophy of war. She narrowed her eyes slightly, then stretched out her slender hand, creating a wisp of air that passed through the vortex and reached the testing room.

A slender, pale hand suddenly emerged from the vortex in the air above the testing room, creating a somewhat terrifying and eerie scene.

Her slender fingers were adorned with striking, cool red nail polish. A whirlwind of air swirled at her fingertips, coalescing into a sharp vortex before gently touching the sterile, vacuum-sealed glass dome.

'Puff...'

Cracks quickly appeared on the surface of the glass dome, and under the stimulation of the airflow from her sharp fingertips, a hole was rapidly drilled, which then produced a popping sound due to uneven air pressure.

The glass shards immediately scattered in all directions, crashing against the walls and falling to the ground with a clatter.

The cold mist on the ground was also impacted by the airflow from the explosion, pressed downwards, and then continued to ripple outwards.

Clark's little skeleton corpse shuddered and made a few cracking sounds. It was clear that most of its bones had been broken by the shock. The entire corpse was limp, with only the spine and skin connecting it, like a powerless doll on a string.

Her emerald eyes lit up with a hint of joy. She opened her slender hand and reached out with her long fingers to grab Clark's corpse, pulling it back into the vortex from his neck.

Just then.

The Raven landed on Ba Di's shoulder as it descended from the sky.

Raven used its wall-penetrating ability to traverse the earth and matter, carrying Ba Di directly down from the Fifteenth Floor to this location.

The ground instantly slumped down due to their arrival, the magical impact causing the soft rubber surface to sink deep into it.

Ba Di's gaze instantly fell upon the vortex and the alluring woman in a tight-fitting evening gown with a touch of flamenco style.

An unfamiliar enemy.

"Who are you?"

Ba Di's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he shouted fiercely. He stepped forward and controlled his Magic True Body to transform. His clothes tore apart and exploded in an instant.

Instantly, his body swelled up, starting with his head. As his head grew, the contours of his face became sharp and angular, as hard as rock. Dark mist appeared, and darkness suddenly appeared in the deepest part of his eyes. A point of darkness seemed to surge from the depths of his pupils, rushing over from afar and filling his entire eyeballs.

His entire eyeball turned completely dark.

Before his body had fully transformed, two Dark Ray burst forth from Ba Di's dark pupils, piercing through the air with a "whoosh" and shooting towards the vortex.

At that moment, the mysterious woman had already pulled Clark's body back into the vortex.

Upon seeing this Dark Ray, her emerald pupils contracted, and she stretched out another slender hand, its surface covered with a large amount of magic, forming a thick, earth-yellow rock hand that directly covered the vortex, obscuring the blue sky, white clouds, green fields, and blue sea on that side.

Ba Di's Dark Ray immediately struck the rocky hand, scattering dark sparks.

The surface of the rock hand was immediately altered. The atomic structure inside was forcibly distorted by the rays, changing towards the shape of chocolate. In just a short moment, the change in matter was exceptionally rapid, spreading to half of the palm and turning into black chocolate.

"Ah...!"

A shrill scream came from the vortex, which then spun and shrank until it disappeared.

The Dark Ray then struck the wall of the testing room behind them with a 'bang,' splattering a spot on the wall like a splash of chocolate.

Ba Di withdrew the Dark Ray, and the body that had been growing taller and stronger, reaching nearly 3 meters and close to the ceiling, was then controlled by him and shrunk back to its original shape.

Under the lights, his rugged face was cold and stern, his eyes burning like torches as he stared at the spot where he had disappeared.

"Found the location, a small island 500 kilometers away in the Azores. That's the island where Zatara once set up the entire island's magic circle. Shall we go there now?"

Raven spoke quickly, explaining that she had been telepathically contacted by Ba Di just moments before, using reconnaissance magic to pinpoint the location of the vortex.

Ba Di's face was like a rock sculpture, his gaze cold. "No need. It's impossible to find anyone on the island of Zatara from here."

Moreover, given this woman's strength, there's simply no way she could withstand the tearing force of Super Light Speed particles.

If they could have resisted, they wouldn't have needed to steal Clark's body so secretly.

Basically, it's safe to say that this woman is finished.

"Excuse me, Zatara, who is this woman?"