DC Tyrant

"If it wasn't for you, start a war and exhaust the last trace of Krypton's vitality!"

"Let Krypton be destroyed only in howling!"

"I can save it all!!"

Jor-El stood up amidst the billowing dust and smoke, his figure was distorted and blurred, covered by the dust, his body was broken and looked tragic and angry, his anger washed away his pain, he roared angrily in indistinct Kryptonian language, Roaring at the top of his voice.

At that time, I was running for the future of Krypton, walking between various councils non-stop.

Constantly persuading and wooing all relationships.

Sacrificing a lot of the interests of the Al family is nothing more than trying to save the entire Krypton.

Without that war.

In the future, it may be modified by myself and go in another direction.

"If there is no final war, everything can be saved."

His figure was panting in the dust, his strong body was trembling and roaring because of anger and stimulation.

The body of the werewolf hazy in the sand mist was filled with grief and indignation.

"inability!"

Bati growled in a low voice from his throat, his eyes were cold and cold, his heart was already extremely cold and angry, and he clenched his fists as big as ordinary people's chests.

He tore off his cloak, revealing a terrifyingly strong body.

He is five meters tall, with two stubby legs that look like elephant legs, supporting his huge muscular inverted triangle upper body. The magical energy of the hazy dark mist kept faintly emerging, which gave him a sense of terror in his magical real body.

"You just want to save the glory of the Al family!"

"You just want to save your so-called family!"

Bati's huge body leaped into the sand, mist and dust. He was tough and sharp, and his tyrannical face burst into an aura of anger and violence. Around his eyelids, dark tendons were imprinted. His eyes were dark, as cold as the zero degree in the deep space of the universe. low temperature.

It has a fist as big as an ordinary person's chest, and the surface is covered with strong dark magic power, hitting Jor-El's chest.

This not only has the destruction of the magic power attribute, but also relies on the gravity magic, withering magic, and Barty's transformation of Krypton cells, which has an extremely powerful and harmful magic, which is small enough to destroy the nervous system of platelets and destroy Krypton. The control of the body, facing the body of Krypton, has stronger restraint and destructiveness.

After this kind of research, the exclusive magic that is strongly aimed at the Kryptonian physique has been released by Bati from the scope, individuality, attachment, and collision in an instant.

Jor-El didn't have to resist at all.

Magic weakened his physique, withered his cells, and increased his own gravity. If he wanted to run, he couldn't move. He could only scream and be angry, and was punched directly on Jor-El's chest by Badi. chest.

In an instant, the magic power erupted from the fist, and the strong muscles on the surface immediately stimulated howls. It was like a dead eggplant, which was sunken by Badi's punch. Out of the flesh, white bones, with blood, extremely terrifying.

Batty didn't stop, after beating Jo-El so badly that he couldn't even cry out in pain, Batty then directly hit his fist with magic power and roared angrily.

"You can't see the wailing and pain of the people at the bottom."

"A life without hope is arranged, and you live in despair according to your ideas."

"There is no hope."

"There is no vitality in their eyes."

"They are not human!"

With every word he spoke, Batty's fist would land heavily on Jor-El's body. Jor-El was like a wet rag, and bright red blood would splatter from every heavy blow he endured.

He was weak, weak, painful, and swaying in the wind and rain angrily.

In the hazy shroud of dust, there was a heavy, tearing, blood splattering, painful physical collision sound, and it was accompanied by Bati's anger, roaring.

"Society needs services, so you make waiters!"

"Army needs fighters, so you make fighters!"

"You need dancers, so make playthings with outstanding dancing skills."

"Everyone is valuable to Kryptonian society!"

"There is no value in freedom!!"

The cold light in Bati's eyes burst into freezing cold, and the dark tendons burned around the eyelids gathered in the dark eyes, making him look like the coldness in the deepest abyss, turning into a dark, extremely cold anger.

"They're just lambs."

"The value of existence..."

"It's just to show off your glory."

"Serving you!"

"Cheers for you guys!"

"Add glory to you!"

"Shouting loudly, praise you!"

Bady's face was cold, his black eyes were dark, and his fist slammed into Joel's abdominal cavity, penetrating in, covering most of the chest cavity, and the heart inside was smashed to the depths of the spine.

The blood splashed on Bati's terrifying body, bringing him a cold and cruel visual shock.

"Krypton, it's your Krypton!"

That's why the most tragic war broke out on Krypton led by Bati.

He slaughtered several families that were friendly with the Ayer family, the military council, the labor council, the meditator council, and the scholar council. Nearly 40% of the high-ranking officials were massacred by him.

Because they have the 'Noah's Ark' ready.

As long as there are upper layers like them, there will still be another 'Krypton'.

Kryptonian society is deformed and hopeless.

"No... I'm... saving... saving... Krypton, saving... everyone... It's you! Cough."

Qiao-Eir's right face was sunken, and when he saw his cheekbone, he coughed up blood in pain, and the remaining one eye was red, staring at Bady with hatred and resentment.

His body is in disarray, his chest cavity is greatly shattered, and his heart has disappeared, but his outrageously powerful genetic toughness is still working hard to repair his body. It is only the existence of magic power that makes his repair process Extremely slow.

Ba Di's cold light was frightening, and his dark black eyes condensed into a focus, and a deep and frightening cold erupted from the focus.

'boom'

He punched violently with his fist, hitting Jo-Eir's tough spine, and the flesh and blood on the dog's body splattered like an explosion. In the entire abdominal cavity, the Baisen skeleton of the spine could already be seen, and the flesh and blood in the abdomen had all disappeared. Blocks splash around.

He suffered a huge and unparalleled impact, his flesh and blood were scattered, his whole body was thrown into the sky by Badi, and he groaned in the dark night sky, blood spilled into the night, and his tragic mourning wailed across the night sky A miserable shadow flew towards Kent's house.

"Save? The stolen code of life, in your son's body!!"