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[Status: Mind magic control in effect]
Seeing Clark's status, Darian's heart finally sank.
The thing he feared most had happened.
As everyone knows, Clark is a tough guy on the physical level, but in the face of magic, he is just a little girl.
Especially when it comes to mind-control magic; he basically gets hit the moment he touches it.
Clark hasn't been active for long and hasn't encountered any magic-based enemies. As a result, the first one he runs into is an old-school mage like Enchantress. It's not hard to guess that he surrendered at light speed on the spot.
What's even worse is that this time, it was the traitor Bruce who personally delivered his own big daddy into the enemy's hands.
Bruce was equally dumbfounded.
How could he have imagined that Clark, with his steel body, would be so easily controlled?
Couldn't the other side have just said "I'm Superman"?
If he had known Clark had such a weakness, he would never have let Clark go and deliver himself on a silver platter.
While Bruce regretted it in his heart, he quietly recorded this intelligence in Clark's file and marked it as a priority.
Enchantress slowly floated to Clark's side, her face full of the smile of someone who has already won: "This is your teammate, right?
I have to admit, he is indeed very strong, one of the strongest superhumans I have seen in these years."
"But now, he is already my most loyal servant."
She tilted her head and leaned into Clark's ear, her tone teasing: "Tell them, who is the woman you love the most?"
Clark did not hesitate: "Of course, it's you."
Darian pointed at Clark and exaggeratedly said: "You're done for! I've recorded it all. I'll send the video to Lois later and let her take a good look at the true face of a scumbag like you!"
"Wait... this is a misunderstanding..."
Hearing Darian's words, a flash of panic suddenly crossed Clark's originally cold face, and even the faint green glow deep in his pupils dimmed a little.
Enchantress was stunned.
She hadn't expected her mind magic to be so easily shaken by a mere name.
Enchantress's mouth twitched. She reached out, grabbed Clark's chin, and planted a fierce kiss on his lips.
"Remember, you belong only to me."
"Un... understood."
Clark's eyes returned to a dull state, and he nodded mechanically.
Darian continued to stir the pot: "Superman, you need to know how to be content. You already have Lois."
Clark said expressionlessly: "I only belong to one person; others have nothing to do with me."
Darian raised an eyebrow: "Oh? Then Batman can go pursue Lois?"
Bruce: "?"
"Not a chance!"
Clark blurted out, his reason instantly regaining the upper hand.
Enchantress's face turned black at the sight.
This Superman must be a love-struck fool.
Without another word, she grabbed Clark's face and kissed him wildly again, even leaving a thin thread of saliva when they separated.
She wiped away the saliva and said viciously: "From now on, I am Lois. Whatever I say, you do. Do you understand?"
"Understood."
Once these words were spoken, Clark showed no signs of struggling, and no matter how much Darian tried to provoke him, he remained unresponsive.
Enchantress's mind magic was not simple to begin with; it was mixed with a trace of Mother Box energy.
That was the core method Enchantress used to twist ordinary people into Parademons, possessing a powerful corrupting effect.
Under the dual erosion of magic and Mother Box energy, combined with the identity of Lois, Clark had completely lost his free will and had fallen completely into being Enchantress's puppet.
Enchantress raised her hand and pointed at Darian, her tone cold: "Finish him off for me."
Clark nodded, and in the next second, his figure shot out violently.
The ear-piercing sonic boom exploded a beat later. The red and blue figure tore through the air, carrying immense force as it rushed in front of Darian, clenching its right fist and slamming it directly toward his face.
Darian reacted extremely quickly, crossing his arms in front of him to block.
Boom—!
The dull sound of the Impact made his eardrums ache, and the terrifying force traveled through his arms and throughout his entire body, directly blasting Darian hundreds of meters away.
Compared to the Kryptonians Darian had fought before, the force of this punch from Clark was significantly stronger, even stronger than General Zod.
That was normal, considering.
Clark usually worried that his power would cause large-scale destruction, so he always held back his strength when attacking, and over time, it had become a habit.
Even when encountering enemies, he rarely fought with full force for fear of killing them with one punch; he basically never really used his full strength.
But now, controlled by Enchantress, Clark had no such scruples and went full throttle, so the destructive power was naturally worlds apart.
"Superman, wake up! You are a Superhero. Think about your justice and your bottom line. Don't let the enemy control you into doing things that go against your conscience!"
Darian tried to use his talk-no-jutsu to help Clark regain his sanity.
Clark's brows furrowed slightly, and the faint green glow in his eyes flickered, as if his sanity was struggling deep within his mind.
Seeing there was a chance, Darian immediately pushed harder: "We are teammates who have fought side by side. Think about our friendship. I am still your most respected Captain. Do you really have the heart to lay a hand on me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the hesitation on Clark's face vanished without a trace. His figure shot out again, his fist slamming over with even more fierce wind pressure.
Darian: "?"
Fine, fine, fine, that's how you want to play!
Darian didn't waste any more words and immediately activated the full-power mode of the ultron armor. The patterns on the surface of the armor instantly lit up with a scorching blue light, the thrusters on his back erupted with exhaust flames, and he clenched his right fist to meet him head-on.
Boom!
The moment their fists collided, a visible circle of Impact expanded violently from the two of them as the center, and the glass curtain walls of the building were shattered in unison.
Darian was blasted away again, and Clark followed closely. His eyes flashed with red light, and two crimson heat vision beams swept across. Wherever they passed, the air hissed with scorching heat.
Darian stabilized his figure in mid-air. His eyes also shone with brilliant gold light, and golden electric arcs shot out, colliding head-on with the heat vision in mid-air.
The gold and red energies were deadlocked for less than half a second before Clark's heat vision pushed past the golden electric light, closing in on Darian, and he threw a punch.
Darian tilted his head to dodge, then backhanded an elbow onto Clark's cheek, knocking his head to the side.
But the Kryptonian physique was tough; this blow caused almost no damage. Clark immediately adjusted his posture, grabbed Darian's arm, and opened his mouth to spray a stream of freezing cold air.
Freeze Breath!
This was one of Clark's abilities.
By compressing the air in his lungs to freeze molecules, the exhaled airflow approached absolute zero and could instantly freeze the target into an ice block.
Hellfire suddenly erupted from Darian's body, the red flames surging like waves, and the cold air was evaporated into a cloud of white mist before it could even get close.
At the same time, the ultron armor on Darian's body also changed. The energy patterns on the surface were dyed crimson by the Hellfire, the armor lines became sharper and colder, and the mage robe that looked like a cape on his back turned into surging waves of fire.
Hellfire Skin!
In a pay-to-win game, this skin would definitely require charging several 648s to obtain.
The two looked at each other, and in the next instant, they both vanished from where they were.
Two afterimages, red-blue and red, collided frantically above the city at a speed completely impossible for the naked eye to track.
They fought all the way from the sky above the city center to above the clouds. Each collision exploded with a dull, thunderous roar, thick cumulus clouds were torn to shreds by the Impact, and golden sunlight finally poured down from the fissures, shining on the two of them.
Sin of Pride!
Kryptonian physique!
Under the shining Sun, both of their physical functions continued to climb. Their speed became faster and faster, and their strength grew stronger and stronger. The roar exploding in the high sky became more and more dense, as if someone had compressed a hundred thunderstorms into the same airspace.
On the other side, Bruce on the ground also launched a surprise attack on Enchantress.
The very moment Clark rushed out, he had already made his move.
Several batarangs flew from his hands, with tricky arcs that sealed off all angles where Enchantress could possibly dodge.
"This trick again? Do you think I will fall for it a second time?"
Enchantress's figure disappeared from the spot, and her voice drifted from behind Bruce, carrying a condescending mockery.
Bruce turned his head: "No, you will."
Before the words fell, devices that had long been deployed in the dark were triggered. Several devices ejected from the shadows in all directions, sticking directly onto Enchantress, and immediately erupted with ultra-high voltage current, countless electric snakes spreading all over Enchantress's body.
Bruce hiding in the dark wasn't just being a sneaky coward launching surprise attacks; he was constantly collecting data on Enchantress.
He had fully mastered Enchantress's teleportation trajectory and behavioral habits, had calculated her landing point in advance to set a trap, and then lured her in.
Batman is always prepared.
Enchantress screamed, her figure flickering constantly, but under the interference of the ultra-high voltage current, she couldn't complete a teleportation at all.
Bruce stomped hard, the ground shattered violently, and he used the force to blast upward. With the assistance of the thrusters, his armor was fast to the extreme, charging to Enchantress's front in the blink of an eye, and smashing several consecutive punches onto her face and torso.
This suit of armor was his latest labor of love, heavily utilizing technology from Kryptonian armor.
As for the source of the technology?
Trade secret, not convenient to disclose.
The effect was immediate. This new suit was more than a tier stronger than the previous one, and its strength was significantly improved.
Of course, the consumption of funds also skyrocketed crazily.
However, after taking this combo, Enchantress actually withstood it and did not fall.
Although Enchantress was a wayward mage, her physical fitness definitely met the standard for mages, and ordinary weapons could cause no damage to her at all.
"Bastard!"
Enchantress roared, her hands lighting up with faint green magic, instantly shattering the micro-devices on her body, and simultaneously blasting out two energy waves, knocking Bruce flying.
Before Bruce could get up, several dark green Energy Tentacles emerged from the ground, tightly wrapping around his limbs and pinning him to the ground, unable to move.
Enchantress teleported onto him, sitting on his waist, and used magic to lift Bruce's lower face mask.
"Batman, you are also a key target of A.R.G.U.S. Although I don't know why an ordinary person like you has this qualification, you must have something unusual about you. Since that's the case, you too shall obediently become my loyal servant."
After saying this, Enchantress lowered her head and kissed Bruce.
It's hard to tell if this counts as an indirect kiss between Bruce and Clark.
As Enchantress lifted her head, Bruce's eyes flashed with a faint green light, exactly the same as Clark's just now.
Enchantress controlled the Energy Tentacles to lift him up and smiled triumphantly: "Now you are my servant too. Offer your loyalty to your Master, Batman."
Bruce's eyes flickered, and his voice was intermittent: "I... I..."
"A mere ordinary human, yet your willpower is quite tenacious."
Enchantress was a bit surprised.
Since one kiss didn't work, then two kisses it is.
She leaned in repeatedly. With every contact, the green light in Bruce's eyes grew brighter, but he never completely fell.
Enchantress's face stiffened.
Could this guy be doing it on purpose, taking advantage of me?
She simply held down Bruce's shoulders and continued the output for a good while, until Bruce completely stopped struggling and the green light in his eyes stabilized, only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.
Rumble!!!
Just at this moment, a figure descended from the sky, slamming heavily into the square and blasting out a huge deep pit.
Enchantress looked and was surprised to find it was Clark's figure, lying at the bottom of the pit, his face full of pain, his body twitching slightly.
Darian landed on the edge of the pit shortly after, looking disdainful: "A mere Superman, and he's already down before I've even used my full power."
While speaking, he quietly hid his right hand, which was embedded with Kryptonite, behind his back.
Clark in his full-power state was indeed ridiculously strong, and Darian couldn't really kill him, so he had to take out Kryptonite for a surprise attack.
Winning ungracefully is still better than losing beautifully.
Darian looked at Bruce, who was controlled by Enchantress, and feigned surprise: "Batman, even you have been controlled?"
Enchantress smiled contemptuously: "Of course. Batman, tell him, whose servant are you now!"
Bruce opened his mouth, his voice hoarse: "I... I am..."
"Yes, say it."
"I'm Batman!!!"
Bruce roared, his eyes instantly turning clear again, and all control states were swept away.
Enchantress: "?"
Darian: "?"
Such a familiar scene.
"Batman, Superman is yours. I'll deal with this Enchantress."
Darian didn't care whether Bruce agreed or not; before the words faded, he rushed toward Enchantress.
"Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"
Seeing that Clark was so ineffective and a waste of her breath, Enchantress was both angry and furious, deciding to take action herself.
She flipped her palms up, and rich, faint green magic gathered rapidly in her palms. The air in the entire square trembled violently, and the gravel on the ground was lifted by an invisible force, suspending at knee height and colliding continuously.
The next moment, she pushed her hands forward violently.
Two balls of energy merged in front of her, turning into a thick energy torrent with a diameter of over three meters, carrying a terrifying roar as it blasted toward Darian. Wherever the torrent passed, the ground was plowed into deep gullies.
Darian held the spear of longinus horizontally in front of him, rotating it rapidly to carve out a golden arc, resisting the incoming energy torrent.
But he seemed unable to block this energy torrent. His feet landed on the ground, sliding backward uncontrollably, dragging out two long marks, and his entire body was constantly forced back by the energy torrent.
Enchantress was overjoyed at the sight, thinking Darian couldn't hold on anymore.
While continuously outputting magic, she slowly approached, intending to defeat Darian completely in one go.
But after taking only a few steps forward, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a milky-white, blocky object lying on the ground at her feet, with a round and smooth shape.
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