Luke is not sure what accident happened over there at Central City that made Batman send him an emergency text message to return to the team.
Sinestro took action?
But just relying on Lantern Ring of will can handle Flash, Superman and Batman?
This is a bit exaggerated.
With such suspicion, Luke flew over Central City.
He put on the fully charged green Lantern Ring, scanned the number of lives in the city, and then searched for the whereabouts of Barry and others.
"Dr. Wayne."
According to the target location given by Lantern Ring, Luke first went to Barry's apartment and found the unconscious Thomas-Wayne.
Fragments of a vase were scattered on the ground, as well as a carelessly discarded syringe.
"If this were to be replaced by Joker, she would have already performed the 18+ forbidden scenes of tying up Play and torturing her."
Luke complained. Fortunately, Batman was only injected with a large dose of anesthetic drugs and temporarily lost consciousness. His life was not in danger.
Those villains are always so gentle when they attack.
In their eyes, they only see each other as their old enemies.
Just like Sinestro versus Hal-Jordan, Reverse-Flash versus Barry-Allen...
As for other superheroes?
Sorry, not familiar with it, not interested.
Light of Willpower spurted out from Lantern Ring of Luke and enveloped Batman.
It's as if Holy Light Spell, which is completely unscientific, wakes up the other party directly.
This is one of the benefits of Lantern Ring.
Has a variety of auxiliary functions.
As long as you have enough willpower, it can be called a universal machine.
"A red lightning bolt?"
Thomas-Wayne woke up and quickly told what happened before. Luke listened thoughtfully, Reverse-Flash and Sinestro formed an alliance?
Therefore, Reverse-Flash settles Batman that may interfere with the plan, and Sinestro solves Flash.
This wave of division of labor and cooperation is quite interesting.
What about Superman?
Although Carl-Al is in a weak state because he has never been exposed to the sun since he was a child, there is no problem in hammering Sinestro into a cookie with one punch.
The only thing you need to worry about is probably that Superman's brain is not working well.
So before every big event happens.
He will be offline early due to various accidents and traps.
"Dr. Wayne, stay here and don't move around."
Luke clicked on the light screen simulated by Lantern Ring, tracked the location of Carl-Al, and found that it was in a nearby neighborhood not far away.
He dropped these words, knocked open the ceiling of Barry apartment, and flew directly over.
"Can't you just go through the main entrance?"
Thomas-Wayne looked up at the huge hole, shook his head and said.
He wouldn't pay Flash to patch the roof.
In just an instant, Luke arrived at the location of Carl-Al.
Then——
As soon as he landed, he saw Bony Superman being beaten.
"Kryptonian?"
Luke found a tall man wearing a specially made battle suit with an "S" marked on his chest.
The opponent's movements and movements burst out with violent power.
The knots are entangled, and the muscles like steel wires are twisted into a ball.
It's like a raised hill shaking the air.
Compared to the thin Bony Superman, this man looks more like Kryptonian.
Bang!
He punched Carl-El's face hard, leaving a large amount of blood.
Bony Superman staggered back a few steps as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer.
The tall man seemed to be very good at fighting, and he followed closely, closing in again.
The eyes emitted red beams of light and struck Carl-El's chest.
The latter's feet lifted off the ground, stretched into a straight line, and fell into the shop with a bang.
He was like a baseball that was hit, passing through the walls of shops and streets, and hit a car without losing any force.
The metal door was dented and the glass shattered into pieces.
Large clouds of smoke and dust billowed up like ocean waves.
"This is probably the military's secret weapon."
Luke watched silently, with no intention of taking action.
Anyway, his little cousin won't die for a while. If he wants to learn how to fight with others, he must first learn to be beaten.
Speaking of which, Carl-El's strength is not inferior to the military's secret weapon.
But he has been passively taking damage, acting as a thick sandbag.
"The human government, Sinestro, and Reverse-Flash..."
Luke wrote down these guys in a notebook and prepared to serve them in one pot.
Through Super Vision, he found that the cells in the tall man's body were extremely close to Kryptonian, which was probably a replica of Superman similar to "Bizarro".
This is normal. Carl-Al has been in the hands of the military for thirty years. It is impossible that there will be no results at all.
If the scientists were replaced by Lex-Luthor himself, and he could have so much time to study Superman, perhaps a Krypton army would have been mass-produced long ago.
"It hurts."
Bony Superman, who had a simple mind, felt pain all over his body, and a ball of fire arose in his heart.
He roared angrily and accelerated his feet, like a supersonic fighter jet traveling at low altitude, slamming into the tall man.
However, the latter just sneered, and his extremely excellent dynamic vision completely captured the movement trajectory of Carl-El.
He dodged to the side, and the surging air hit him without causing any damage.
The powerful palm opened, between the electric light and flint, he accurately grasped Bony Superman's right leg and dragged the thin figure.
boom!
Like swinging a sandbag!
Carl-Al's body came into close contact with the hard ground.
Spider web-like cracks immediately opened, sending up a cloud of dust.
"You're not even as good at fighting as a kindergarten kid."
The tall man commented.
His real name is Sinclair, with the rank of lieutenant. He was among the first batch of soldiers recruited into Superman Project.
Among more than 400 candidates at the same time, he was the only one who survived and was fully adapted to the transformation process of Krypton cells.
Although, General Lane successively recruited three groups of soldiers.
However, the terrible failure rate with no one successful made the military reluctantly give up the idea of copying Superman.
Sinclair became a unique existence, codenamed "Experiment No. 3".
Just as Luke guessed, he is the military's secret weapon and its greatest support.
"Superman's power is simply a waste on you."
Sinclair stepped on it, almost crushing Carl-Al's sternum.
"If it all belongs to me, then America will become the most powerful country in the world."
Mr. Lieutenant is a simple-minded soldier who only follows orders.
My heart is full of how to let the light of freedom and democracy of Beacon of Freedom shine in every corner of the earth.
Bang! Bang!
Sinclair stepped hard again, kicking Bony Superman until he vomited blood.
In the past, he stayed in the secret base underground at Metropolis, without even a chance to go out.
Now, Mr. Lieutenant was extremely excited to finally go out to perform the mission.
Bloodlust, manic, impulsive... all kinds of emotions are surging inside.
"Hey, you beating my cousin like this makes me a little unhappy."
Seeing that Kryptonian Little Brother was about to be beaten to death, Luke finally stood up.
According to his observation, Sinclair is basically a weakened Superman.
In other words, bullying Carl-Al doesn't know how to fight, otherwise he wouldn't be so arrogant in his turn.
"Another one...Kryptonian."
Sinclair stopped and looked at Luke walking from the other end of the street.
"It was you who threatened General Lane and said you would start a cosmic war, right?"
Luke curled his lips and did not answer.
Krypton The fleet was just something he talked about casually, but he didn't expect the military to believe it.
"If I take you back to the general, he will definitely praise me greatly."
Sinclair, like Beast, stared at the approaching Luke and grinned. "When the time comes, I will become a hero in the United States, no, the whole world!"
Uh-huh!
Mr. Lieutenant decisively gave up Carl-El, who was lying on the ground, unable to fight anymore, and went straight to the opponent's eldest cousin.
Rumble——
I saw Sinclair bringing up an afterimage, and the atmosphere made a continuous sound like an explosion.
Without even taking a breath, he approached Luke.
The latter looked calm and didn't even blink.
Stretch out your right hand, make a fist with five fingers, and strike straight out.
Nothing fancy, extremely simple!
Sinclair, who arrived with lightning, seemed to be sent to Luke's fist.
Click, click!
The fist penetrated the body of Lieutenant US Army, like a sharp blade stirring flesh and bones.
The tyrannical body as hard as steel was as fragile as a piece of paper in front of this punch.
Boom!
The ground seemed to shake violently, and the aftermath radiated to the surrounding neighborhoods.
"This..."
Sinclair sluggishly lowered his head and saw a huge hole in his chest.
The flesh, flesh, and organs inside were all shattered to pieces by that terrifying force.
"This punch is the result of twenty years of skill."
Only then did Luke slowly speak.
With a smile on his lips, he walked straight past the motionless Sinclair.
After walking a certain distance, Sinclair's tall body suddenly exploded and turned into a sticky mass of flesh and blood.
ps: There's more~