DC Tyrant

The Emperor's Building, the sun is shining fiercely, reflecting the magnificent colors, which are brilliant in the sky above the metropolis.

Jenny's waking up brought Batty a somewhat happy and relaxed mood.

So much so that now, I have stolen half a day of leisure, and when I have time, I can sit on the top of the Emperor's Building, watching the sun rise and the white clouds change, and hum a song softly.

Battie is tall and tall, wearing a white windbreaker, grinning in the wind, touching the air with his fingers lightly, like playing a piano in the air, smiling at the scorching sun.

There's still about a month and a half left.

The Kryptonians who are related to him, Zod, Fiora, and Har, will come to this planet.

At that time, another battle may evolve.

It will be another battle to destroy the planet.

It's just that last time, Bati lost to the entire Kryptonian class, and the entire Kryptonian upper class was against him, making himself unable to save those civilians who loved him.

But now, Bati hummed softly, looking forward to their arrival.

End all entanglements with Krypton.

It is always a joy to see an old friend again, and Batty is no exception. He smiles under the sun and is in a good mood.

The sun was also very fierce, scorching the air, twisting it slightly.

Through the refraction of the nearby Emperor's Building, colorful rainbow light is emitted, which is beautiful and magnificent.

However, this ordinary temperature is more than forty-five degrees, which will make an ordinary person sweat profusely.

Luther is like this, he has a developed brain, but his body is still an ordinary person, at most he can be regarded as the limit of ordinary human beings.

Therefore, he still sweats, dense beads of sweat emerge from his bald head, refracting a slight iridescent color, and the white suit is tightly stuck to his body, making him uncomfortable.

He stood behind Bati, knelt down to see him, but did not get permission to get up.

"Luther, how many years have you been by my side?"

Ba Di put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sun. The energy of the sun was absorbed by his skin, and a layer of light appeared on the surface. It was so hot that it was hard to look directly at it.

"Ten years, Your Majesty."

On Luthor's bald head, there were more beads of sweat, and his suit was already drenched with sweat.

His face was cloudy and uncertain, and he didn't know which step went wrong. Now Bati's aura has become solid, making him sweat profusely and making it hard for him to breathe.

"I still remember how cute you were when you followed me!"

Batty smiled lightly, he still remembered Luthor's little trick back then, playing tricks in front of him, but in the end nothing came out of it.

As he followed him to the metropolis and handled affairs for him, all this fueled Luthor's inner desire.

Seeing a more exciting world, the desire is stronger, and the desire to have more.

This is also Badi's intentional indulgence, hoping that Luthor can always make outstanding achievements.

However, very disappointing.

Batty was on top of Luther's head, causing Luther to lose something, perhaps some desperate struggle. Although Luther was smart, Batty didn't need this kind of intelligence.

"In front of His Majesty, it's just a trick."

Luther's face was dark and ugly.

No one would want to recall for no reason.

Except for the old man, who wants to tell his glorious deeds.

There is also the dead, which will remind people of the past together.

And now, and that was evident, Barty had reminded him of his own stupidity.

"And now."

Barty said lightly.

"Luther, you disappoint me."

Luther's face sank completely, and the suit on his body was already drenched with sweat. It was a hot day at noon, and the cold air spread up from his spine and spread to the bottom of his heart.

Smart people don't need more words to understand everything Bati said.

Parmelo, I understand.

"Your Majesty, that's all I can do."

Even so, Luthor struggled extremely.

He had not fantasized about using kryptonite to attack Pameloti from his side.

Even though Luthor had kryptonite fragments, he couldn't get up, and the figure of Badi with his hands on his back was like a mountain, weighing on his heart.

Exuding the breath of mountains, it was as if the Himalayas were pressing down on him, making him desperate and unable to move his body.

Luther knew that this was only the tip of the iceberg of deterrence.

At this moment, all wisdom has no effect.

"One month."

"Luther, one month."

Bati's voice was suddenly ruthless, his figure was majestic, and the aura emanating from the magnetic field alone was as oppressive as a meteorite falling from the sky.

The human body of an ordinary person, in the face of his powerful body magnetic field, will suffer from dizziness, vomiting, and endocrine disorders at the slightest.

If it wasn't for Bati's control, hundreds of meters around would be distorted by his body's magnetic field, converging, and distorted by the magnetic field in the shape of a vortex.

But now, Luther's face was flushed, the sweat on his bald head was oozing densely, his breathing was almost suffocating, and his heart seemed to be tightly held. Could it be that he was about to vomit and faint, like being hit head-on by an assault car? , The body's regulating system is instantly out of balance, and the internal organs are suppressed to the point of exploding.

"I'll give you a chance to stay in the Doomsday Cell Research Laboratory for a month."

"Go study the doomsday cells!"

"One month later, the serum gene you developed will be injected into your body."

"Whether your life explodes in expansion, or becomes infinitely stronger."

"It depends on your research."

Ba Di turned around, his face was sunny, shining under the sun.

He smiled.

"Luther, this is your last chance. Only by creating a Doomsday that is powerful enough to kill me can you survive."

This is Luthor's final value.

Regardless of whether it can be manufactured or not, Luther's life is already in danger.

So, use your last glare.

Luther's body suddenly relaxed, his red face let out a hard breath, his eyeballs were bloodshot, his face was wet with sweat, covering every inch of his skin, and there were beads of sweat on his eyelashes.

Barty let go of his restraint.

His body relaxed for a moment, and when he heard Bati's words, his heart sank again.

Doomsday cells.

That would be impossible without this infinitely powered, physics-defying creature.

This is just a wish.

This kind of creature is even more unreasonable than the person in front of Luther, it is difficult to appear, it is difficult to study, it is simply impossible.

Only the God who masters the creation can create this kind of creature.

Luther didn't believe in God, so at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a heavy feeling in his heart.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Luther was silent, with his bald head lowered.

The light of desperate wisdom flickered in the eyes.

This will be his last chance for survival.

Desperately researching Doomsday.