Five minutes later, Lana ran out of the auditorium, covered in blood.
Her consciousness was scattered, her heart completely filled with fear!
She couldn't think about anything, nor did she have any mental space left to consider anything else. Her only thought was to escape!
Escape this place!
Get away from that devil!
The image of her boyfriend Whitney, covered in blood and convulsing as he collapsed before her, replayed over and over in her mind like footage she couldn't filter out.
The thread holding her sanity together seemed ready to snap at any moment!
Fear and helplessness enveloped her.
From the first person falling to her escape, those horrifying scenes replayed in her mind again and again.
The main power switch exploded!
The curtain of the entire auditorium was blown to pieces. Thick silver high-voltage currents floated through the air, twisting and writhing like venomous snakes crawling from an Indian monk's basket, exuding a terrifying presence.
The instant she escaped, a flash of light streaked past. Along with the screams came the dreadful shriek of a microphone.
Lana turned her head and saw her classmate Fleck gripping a microphone stand, his hands firmly stuck to it.
His eyes bulged, his hair stood on end, and smoke began to rise from his shirt.
In the end, Fleck fell onto a massive speaker with an earth-shaking crash.
Crack!
A purple flash burst from the auditorium, immediately snapping Lana back to reality.
After taking a deep, ragged breath, she continued stumbling away.
Elsewhere, Eric, who was fighting Clark, also saw everything happening in the dance auditorium.
With his super vision, even though the auditorium was several miles away, nothing could block his sight.
He hadn't completely gone insane yet?
Everyone he targeted for revenge was a football player, while he let those innocent students and teachers escape.
Watching everything Jeremy was doing inside the auditorium, Eric let out a disdainful laugh.
If you wanted to be a villain, then you had to completely cast aside sympathy and mercy.
Hesitating now, tangled up in the boundary between good and evil, would only lead to your death!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Fists collided with flesh, producing terrifying bursts of impact.
In a sparse forest, in a silent place where no one would notice.
The two exchanged several rounds in an instant.
Although Clark's strength and speed were still no match for Eric's, he could barely keep up with Eric's rhythm now.
Clark's innate combat talent was fully unleashed. From being utterly suppressed at the start, he had progressed to barely holding his own against Eric.
But Eric's "Homelander Template" was also constantly unlocking. The pressure Clark exerted forced him to keep growing stronger.
The template's progress had risen from 70% at the beginning to 78%.
As his strength, speed, endurance, and agility increased, he still kept Clark firmly at a disadvantage.
As Eric dodged Clark's punch, he deliberately exposed an opening, pretending to lose his balance slightly.
The inexperienced Clark took the bait. Taking advantage of Eric's seemingly unstable footing, he grabbed Eric's arm.
With Eric's arm restrained, Clark threw himself forward with all his strength.
But what happened next did not unfold as Clark had imagined.
Eric's arm twisted at a bizarre angle, slipping free of Clark's control as he raised his right leg.
A vicious knee strike sent Clark staggering.
As Clark lost his balance, Eric grabbed both of his shoulders.
Without showing the slightest mercy, Eric used a wrestling throw and viciously slammed him into the ground.
Boom!
With a thunderous crash like artillery fire, Clark's body smashed into the hard earth.
The ground caved in, forming a huge crater as dirt rained down from the sky.
Clark lay at the bottom of the pit, gasping heavily.
His strength was already nearly exhausted. Now, even moving a finger was difficult.
Though his sudden burst of power had caused Eric plenty of trouble, it was still power that had only just awakened.
Clark Kent, who didn't know he was from Krypton and didn't know what responsibilities he bore, was still only a high school student who had just entered high school.
Facing Eric, whose "Homelander Template" had already unlocked to 78%, being able to fight to this extent was already an extraordinary performance.
The final victor, Eric, stood at the edge of the crater with his right hand clenched into a fist, feeling the changes in his body.
His heart pounded rapidly, while his vision and senses became even sharper.
The sound of crickets rubbing their wings in the distant forest reached his ears, sounds that had once been faint now unusually clear.
It wasn't just his strength, endurance, agility, and sensory abilities such as hearing that had improved.
Eric took a step forward.
He did not fall from the air. Instead, his feet stepped on empty space, and he hovered directly in midair.
At the bottom of the crater, Clark stared wide-eyed at Eric hanging in the air.
What was this?
While he still had to run, Eric could already defy the law of gravity and float in the air?
Had Eric's talent already begun to break free from Earth's limitations?
Clark, who had already been deeply insecure, withdrew into himself even further.
Feeling his body suspended in the air, Eric took a deep breath.
So this was the power of flight?
Though it had only just unlocked and he could only hover in the air for now, as the "Homelander Template" continued to unlock, he would surely master the ability to fly soon.
Thud!
Canceling his hovering ability, Eric jumped down beside Clark at the bottom of the crater.
"Clark, it's all over."
With an unusual light flickering in his eyes, Eric glanced toward the school auditorium in the distance.
"Maybe you should go take a look at the dance. The things you've ignored and don't want to see are playing out there."
"The dance?"
Clark's eyes were filled with confusion. "You mean...?"
A bright silver bolt of lightning suddenly shot into the sky, illuminating the entire night.
The lightning coming from the school's direction left Clark completely stunned!
"Lana?!"
Realizing that Lana might be in danger at the dance, Clark immediately ignored the pain throughout his body, sprang to his feet, and raced toward the school.
With his super speed activated, he became a howling gale.
Watching Clark's retreating back, Eric slowly shook his head.
At that moment, Lana, whom Clark was worried about, was nervously hiding behind a statue near the library.
A fountain and thorny bushes concealed her body beneath the cover of night.
After running all the way here, Lana's body was soaked in sweat and blood, trembling uncontrollably.
Her hands were clasped together as she desperately prayed that devil wouldn't come after her.
Yet the thing that drove her to despair still happened. That demon whose body emitted lightning had come over.
The sound of footsteps striking the ground made Lana's heart pound in terror alongside them.
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