0p0 Chapter 130 No Martial Morality 2.0
Chapter 130 No Martial Morality 2.0
Chapter 130 No Martial Morality 2.0
After being driven off Earth by Kal-El, Kara has been pondering her future.
She felt her mind was in complete disarray, especially when she started thinking about why she had killed that Green Lantern Corps member.
As if by conditioned reflex, the thought of the Green Lantern Corps and its guardians would send an endless surge of killing intent into his heart.
She wanted to find a way back to Krypton, but she couldn't find where the path back to Krypton was at all.
Krypton in sector 2813 should theoretically be very close to Earth in sector 2814.
She drifted aimlessly through the universe, risking suffocation and death from the dissipation of her power as she entered countless red star systems, but she could not find the Krypton she remembered.
It's like being in a dream, trying your best to reach a certain place, only to crash headlong into an endless fog.
It can never be reached.
This is a galaxy shrouded in yellow stars, one of the countless transit "refueling stations" she has visited during her recent wanderings.
Kara landed on the only planet in the galaxy, where a fierce wind whipped up her long, golden hair.
Along with the strong winds came sharp pebbles.
However, all of this is nothing more than a gentle breeze for the Kryptonians.
This is a rather strange planet. Although it has an atmosphere and sunlight temperature that are suitable for most life forms, its surface is barren.
There was only barren Gobi Desert and wasteland, and in the distance, the ocean resembled a stagnant pool.
However, this is not surprising. Even though there are so many planets in the infinitely large universe that could support life, life is still so rare on the scale of the entire universe.
After several days of interstellar travel and having visited thousands of star systems, Kara was already used to this situation.
Kara now feels that even if something even stranger happens, she wouldn't be surprised at all.
Until the next second, every nerve cell in her body was sending out alarms.
The sound of the atmosphere igniting came from afar, and in an instant, Kara's gaze locked onto the person who had arrived.
The opponent's jet-black armor, covering his entire body, was clearly a Kryptonian creation in terms of design aesthetics and material type, especially with the number "Sword of Raoh" and "1555" engraved on the right shoulder of the armor.
Even from several meters away, blonde Kara could clearly feel the overwhelming hostility emanating from the other person as they stared at her. "And who are you?"
The armor blocked Kara's X-ray vision, so she couldn't help but question her aloud. Although they were thousands of miles apart, she knew the other person could hear her question:
Why did you attack me?
The armor covering the newcomer's face receded away like fluid, revealing a face identical to Kara's own.
Kara, with her white hair, gazed at her clone from afar, talking to herself as if looking in a mirror:
"I can't believe I could look so stupid on my face."
"What?!"
The blonde Kara, seeing the white-haired Kryptonian less than a hundred meters away, quickly dodged:
"What are you, some kind of clone?"
In Kara's memory, during the twenty years she was locked in the laboratory, humanity was trying to clone a new Kryptonian.
However, even after Joey rescued him and destroyed the entire laboratory, not a single successful prototype was ever created.
Those crazy and extreme experiments should have all failed.
Why is there another clone with the same face as me here?
The white-haired Kara, who had just missed her punch, didn't bother to explain anything to the other party.
"You're too weak!"
With a slight leap, she twisted her joints and caught the retreating clone Kara in her jaws, followed by a horizontal palm strike.
The armor's liquid metal followed Kara's movements, extending outwards from her fingers and coalescing into a blade that aimed straight at the throat of her clone.
Wearing armor, Kara was far faster and had better reflexes than the clone who had been wandering in space for a long time without energy.
Kara could already see the barely suppressed terror in the eyes of the clone in front of her.
The outcome of this battle was never in doubt. He had come with murderous intent, while the clone was foolishly playing a passive defensive role.
Given the vast difference in their strength, the opponent had no time to dodge this strike.
The immense destructive power of Kryptonian metal under yellow sunlight against Kryptonians has already been proven on my own cousin.
Everything from the Kryptonian home planet seems to be greatly enhanced under the yellow sunlight.
Kara's strike landed squarely, and the annoying clone in front of her no longer needed to think.
The image of the still-golden-haired clone being beheaded with a single blow flashed through Kara's mind, and a relieved smile appeared on her face.
Creating clones was an extraordinary measure for an extraordinary time, and it was best to bury this mess in this barren planet devoid of life.
Metaphor!
The bright white teleportation channel lit up, and before the figures inside could even fly out, a heat vision was already there.
The white-haired Kara deftly dodged, knowing without even looking who it was.
Ordinary heat vision wouldn't cause any serious damage to his armor, but his cousin wasn't an ordinary Kryptonian:
"Karl El, have you evolved to the point of being a pervert, using a tracker to stalk your beautiful cousin?"
Faced with her cousin, who was still making lewd jokes as usual, Joey didn't engage in conversation with her this time.
In the silence, Joey's eyes reddened, and another piercing gaze shot out, separating Kara from... well, Kara.
He leaped forward and grabbed the blonde Kara, who was about to lose her balance, shielding her behind him.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Still shaken, she clutched Joey's cloak tightly with both hands upon seeing him, her face filled with nothing but the joy of surviving a close call.
"Joey, you've come to my rescue! Be careful, that clone on the other side is incredibly fast, maybe even faster than you!"
Kara, who had been temporarily forced back by Joey, laughed in anger upon hearing this:
"Ha, you pathetic clone bastard, stop deceiving yourself and accept your fate...:"
"That's enough!"
Joey interrupted his cousin with a sharp shout, and gently patted Kara's trembling hands, which were shaking with nervousness.
"Get away from here, Kara."
Kara, clad in Kryptonian armor, is no easy opponent, as Joey had already demonstrated in previous battles.
In a sense, her stats are even higher than Joey's in this state.
Fortunately, Joey has other solutions besides using his fists.
"Tell me, Kara Zo El."
At this moment, the two were only a few meters apart, and any surprise attack could succeed at such a distance.
The only thing to do now is to get the other party to lower their guard.
Joey suddenly remembered the incredibly outrageous joke Cyborg had dropped earlier, and an idea immediately came to her.
My cousin, who always makes lewd jokes, has lived on Earth for twenty years. She must have seen all kinds of customs on Earth.
Thinking of this, Joey knelt down on one knee and pretended to reach behind his waist to pull out a small, fleece-lined box:
"will you marry me?"
"What?!"
Kara, with her white hair, truly hadn't anticipated this scene. A blush spread from her neck to her ears and cheeks.
Her usual interactions with Joey, filled with color and violence, immediately lost their seasoned composure and descended into chaos:
"Have you finally succumbed to the immense pressure and gone mad? Carl E...:"
?
Before Kara could finish speaking, Joey, who was kneeling on one knee, suddenly appeared in front of the white-haired Kara.
He threw a powerful punch at the other man's chest.
At this moment, he held a fragment of the Helm of Destiny in his hand, made of N metal, powerful enough to break through the defenses of Kryptonite metal.
And a priceless gemstone ring that he had just received from Bruce.
A green kryptonite ring.
Kara's metal armor's microcomputer detected the attack even before Kara herself.
This AI utilized the maximum amount of metallic material from the rest of its body, channeling it to its master's chest to form the thickest layer of armor.
However, it was still difficult to withstand that sharp metal fragment.
bang~
As a crack was pierced through the armor, the radiation from the green kryptonite penetrated the protective layer and seeped into Kara's body. Kara, who had been sent flying by this unsportsmanlike attack, rolled to the ground.
She instinctively tried to get up, but the kryptonite ring embedded in the seam of her armor made her feel weak all over, and even breathing became difficult.
In her dazed state before losing consciousness, the last message she heard was the smug voice of her despicable cousin:
"What was that saying again—'Not focused enough, Kara Zo El'?"