Clark's Roar

The chairman of the Owl Council watched Mr. Irony's magic send Homelander flying in an instant and stroked his chin in satisfaction.

"So our Mr. David Copperfield's tricks aren't all just bluffing."

After making that snide remark, he turned his gaze toward Mr. Irony, who had unleashed blue lightning.

Mr. Irony was the help he had found through an acquaintance in the magical world. The great magician of the Zatara Magic Theater in New District Crime Alley, Mr. John Zatara, was the trump card he had prepared.

It was said that Mr. John Zatara was proficient in irony magic and was the most powerful mage of the past few decades.

His daughter was even more astonishingly gifted. She had awakened magical power at the age of three, and their entire family was renowned throughout the magical world.

Though he had been skeptical that a so-called master magician could wield magic, the immense power of the lightning before him dispelled every last one of his doubts.

"Even with Superman's strength and speed, he'll be helpless in the face of unknown magic!"

The chairman looked coldly at Eric, who had been struck to the ground by lightning, and snorted.

But what happened next completely exceeded his expectations.

The instant Homelander fell, a figure smashed through the maze wall and, with an explosive roar, struck the master of irony standing in the shadows like a bolt of lightning.

Bang!

With a deafening crash, Mr. Irony, who had been hovering in midair with magic, was driven straight through the ground. Dirt and broken stones sprayed outward, clattering loosely onto the floor.

It was Clark who had delivered that blow!

Clark had not returned to Smallville. Instead, he had continued following Eric, only with greater caution, keeping enough distance that Eric would not notice him.

The first thing he saw upon entering the maze was Eric being slammed into the ground by lightning.

The reason he had been clinging to vanished in an instant, and his rage erupted like a volcano.

Clark had plenty of complaints about Eric as his younger brother. Eric was always sharp-tongued toward him, stood behind him acting like some riddle-spewing weirdo, and played the irritating role of a parent in front of him.

But deep down, he regarded Eric as family he could never bear to lose.

When Clark had damaged the equipment in the school gym storage room in middle school, Eric had secretly paid for it without telling their parents. Whether it had been Coach Watt or the time he had been attacked by Owlman at Lex's mansion, Eric had always come to help him at the most critical moment.

They had their disagreements and conflicts, but Eric was still family Clark could rely on at any time.

Now, seeing Eric being attacked, the rage he could no longer suppress exploded.

"You dared touch my family!"

His face flushed red, Clark unleashed all the power hidden within his body.

Mr. Irony, protected by barrier magic, had only just staggered to his feet when he uttered, "Heal Wounds," healing the injuries he had sustained.

The next second, he saw a fist hurtling toward him like lightning.

Before Clark could reach him, Mr. Irony formed an insubstantial barrier with intricate patterns in front of himself.

The translucent barrier, hastily woven from elemental power, was shattered directly by Clark's fist.

Mr. Irony took a devastating blow to the chest and was sent flying backward again.

Fortunately, the element-woven barrier had blocked most of the damage. Otherwise, that punch would have rendered him unable to fight.

Even so, Mr. Irony felt piercing pain throbbing through his chest.

After steadying himself, Mr. Irony suppressed his shock through the pain.

He had never seen anyone shatter an elemental barrier he had woven with nothing but a fist. Strength of that level was simply unheard of!

Though inwardly overwhelmed by shock, his hands did not stop. He abruptly swept one hand forward, and as he silently recited an incantation, a towering wave surged up from deep within the maze.

The rushing flood bore tremendous force as it crashed directly toward the enraged Clark.

Clark gritted his teeth and stood rooted in place, unmoving as the flood battered him.

When the flood proved ineffective against Clark, it immediately froze around him, forming an ice coffin that trapped him inside.

The crystalline ice coffin instantly sealed Clark's body within.

"Phew!"

Mr. Irony had just let out a breath when, before he could celebrate, there was a crack, and the ice coffin imprisoning Clark shattered at once.

"Hah!"

With Clark's furious roar, he closed the distance in the blink of an eye, appearing before the dumbfounded Mr. Irony.

Fortunately, the instant Clark broke free of the ice, he erected a sturdier defense.

An even larger translucent barrier solidified into a wall before Clark.

Boom!

With a powerful impact, Clark's fist slammed into the barrier, sending violent tremors rippling through the elemental shield.

"You dared!!!"

Boom!

"Touch!!!"

Boom!

"My brother!!!"

Boom!

Each punch was fiercer than the last. The final blow struck the barrier Mr. Irony had set up, cracking it apart like glass.

Seeing the situation turn critical, Mr. Irony could no longer care about the taboo he had set for himself. He drew his wand and recited some kind of spell, preparing to borrow a darker, more forbidden magical power.

As he spoke an obscure incantation that sounded like Aladdin's language, a gale gathered around him, and the swirling hurricane swept everything nearby into its orbit.

Blue lightning rose around his body. Carrying an aura that seemed capable of destroying everything, it continually drew in surrounding stone fragments and crushed them to dust.

At the same time, Mr. Irony's hair rose upright, white beams of light leaked from his eyes, and his entire body slowly floated upward.

An ominous, eerie dark aura continuously seeped from his body, and the entire space began to tremble faintly.

Suddenly!

A brilliant beam of light erupted from his body and shot straight into the sky.

With a bang, Clark was instantly blasted away by the irresistible beam.

Before he could hit the ground, a massive hand formed from boulders seized him.

Paralyzed by the beam and unable to move, Clark struggled in vain as he fell into immense agony.

Bang!

At the critical moment, Eric charged over and drove his fist heavily into the stone hand, smashing apart the rocks gripping Clark.

Using the newly unlocked ability of the "Homelander Template," which barely allowed him to fly, Eric rushed without pause toward Mr. Irony, who was surrounded by the beam of light.

Since the other man was a mage, and neither he nor Clark could withstand his magic, they would settle it in close combat.

The moment Eric flew before him, a giant sword more than ten meters long slashed toward him.

Eric immediately dodged.

The instant he narrowly avoided it, Mr. Irony, his eyes glowing white, rushed at him at a speed no slower than Eric's. A rope transformed from his magic wand bound Eric in place.

At the same time, the tip of the wand aimed at his brain, attempting to penetrate his mind and take control of him.

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