Making Superman wear his underwear on the outside was almost becoming Jack Kadere's obsession. Look at Lex Luthor—a young group president who shaved his head even though he was reluctant.
Why is it so hard to get you to wear your underwear on the outside?
Jack Kadere stared at Superman, seriously considering whether to help him out.
Noticing Jack Kadere's shifting gaze, Superman felt an inexplicable sense of unease. Just as he prepared to act, he suddenly heard something and turned toward the distant sky.
Moments later, a behemoth appeared flying in from the distance. It was another Kryptonian spaceship, but this one was obviously much larger than Faora-Ul's.
"The enemy is arriving at the battlefield in five seconds!" Watching the ship draw closer, Jack Kadere grinned and shouted.
Swish, swish, swish!
In an instant, the human soldiers behind him raised their rifles and snapped into combat formation.
The massive Kryptonian spaceship hovered in mid-air, then two smaller craft detached with a swish and sped toward the horizon.
Afterwards, the main ship slowly descended.
Ramps extended, and several warriors in black armor marched out.
With mechanical clicks, the dark helmets of the black-armored warriors retracted, revealing air masks identical to Faora-Ul's. Their faces became visible.
The leader was a middle-aged man with a chiseled, angular face, a scar running across his features, and a tuft of beard on his chin that gave him a majestic, terrifying aura.
The sudden appearance of so many aliens instantly put the human soldiers on edge.
Zod's gaze lingered on Faora-Ul's body not far away for a moment, then shifted to Superman and Jack Kadere with a solemn, cold expression.
Finally, his eyes locked onto Jack Kadere.
"Did you kill Faora-Ul?" Zod's voice was hoarse and cold.
Jack Kadere raised a hand and pointed at Zod. Everyone thought he was about to speak, but instead he simply said, "One."
Zod paused slightly as Jack Kadere's finger skipped past him and pointed at the people behind him.
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight... eight? Minus Faora-Ul who is already offline, there are still two piloting the ship to Superman's hometown to find the Codex?" Jack Kadere counted heads and asked casually.
The expressions of Zod and Superman changed instantly.
"You actually know how many we have?" Zod asked Jack Kadere in surprise.
"How dare you send people to find my mother?" Superman glared at Zod angrily.
"Go save her. Your mother Martha's frail body won't hold out for long," Jack Kadere told Superman.
With a boom, Superman shot into the sky and flew away.
Zod didn't intend to chase Superman. Instead, he stared coldly at Jack Kadere, tilted his head slightly, and commanded, "Go. Start the World Engine."
Two Kryptonians turned and marched back into the spaceship, which slowly lifted off.
The displacement of air whipped up a howling gale, forcing the human soldiers to bow their heads to resist.
General Swanwick stared into the wind and shouted, "What are they trying to do? What is the World Engine?"
"A technology that changes Earth's ecological environment to make it suitable for Kryptonians to survive."
As the wind blew close to Jack Kadere, it dispersed harmlessly. Although the gale was howling, his voice remained exceptionally clear.
"What?"
Hearing this, General Swanwick instantly blew his top. If they were allowed to change Earth's environment, wouldn't the planet be doomed?
"Stop them! Go stop them right now!" General Swanwick barked, and the order was rapidly relayed.
Moments later, fighter jets in the distance were seen taking off to pursue the ship.
"Gideon, notify them to come over and prepare to collect the bodies," Jack Kadere chuckled, activating his weather-control ability.
In an instant, the previously howling gale completely dissipated.
Jack Kadere pointed a finger at the Kryptonian crowd. "I'm not targeting anyone in particular, I just want to say that everyone present… is trash!"
"There is only one Kryptonite dagger. Isn't he... isn't he being a bit too arrogant?" General Swanwick couldn't help asking Lois Lane. To actually call these aliens trash, that tone... it was simply too arrogant!
But why did General Swanwick feel so refreshed and energized by it?
"Heh."
General Zod sneered, and the Kryptonians behind him instantly rushed forward.
Tat-tat-tat, tat-tat-tat.
Gunfire erupted instantly, but this level of attack had already been proven completely ineffective. The five Kryptonians dispersed and charged into the crowd like tigers entering a flock of sheep.
Zod stared at Jack Kadere and walked over step by step.
Step by step, his face brimming with confidence and disdain.
And... anger!
"You killed my adjutant. You are qualified to die at my hands." As Zod's voice fell, he lunged forward.
He threw a punch—a direct strike.
Powerful and heavy.
"Too slow." Jack Kadere curled his lips, tilted his head slightly to dodge, and then drove a punch straight into Zod's lower abdomen.
Bang!
Zod only saw a blur before his eyes before he was blasted away by the massive force.
Swish!
Zod didn't stop until he had flown several thousand meters.
A huge crack appeared on his armor.
He let out a muffled grunt and looked up, only to find Jack Kadere right in front of him. A surprised Zod struck again, but still missed, and then his chin suffered a heavy blow, launching him directly into the sky.
Jack Kadere raised a hand to shield his eyes and glanced at Zod flying into the air. The lightning on his body suddenly flashed brightly.
Swoosh!
A Kryptonian fighting human soldiers was instantly knocked flying. The human soldier froze for a moment, realizing his opponent had vanished?
Then he saw a streak of yellow lightning rapidly shuttling through the battlefield. Kryptonians were hit as if simultaneously, all neatly flying toward the same spot.
Bang!
Zod fell from the sky, crashing down heavily.
The five Kryptonian warriors lay beside him.
Zod looked up in surprise. In the air, under the illumination of the sun, Jack Kadere slowly descended like a god.
His feet landed gently on the ground.
Jack Kadere looked at Zod and the other Kryptonians, curling his lips as he said, "Not a single one of you can fight!"
Not a single one of you can fight!
These disdainful, mocking words completely enraged Zod. With a loud roar, Zod grabbed his armor with both hands and tore it right off, revealing a black bodysuit identical in style to Faora-Ul's.
As Zod did this, the other Kryptonians also removed their armor.
As the sunlight shone on them, they felt changes within their bodies. They began to tremble slightly and groaned in pain.
They were preparing to absorb sunlight to gain power!