A native of the United States

Chapter 129 The Father of Superman
"Very good... go and pick a team that you think is qualified."

The guardians of the universe nodded slightly, intending to start building the ring of fear lights, said to Sinestro.

Even if Sinestro can control the power of fear, its combat power is expected to be at most equal to that of ordinary Kryptonians.

Wanting to pay the price for Ron who made a big fuss on Oua Star, he still had to give full play to the legion's numerical advantage.

"Where is the parallax monster..."

Sinestro frowned, and suddenly thought of a question.

"A Lanternman reported that it is traveling through the universe, absorbing the fear of life on the living planets along the way, and rushing towards Oa Star."

Ron, who despised the majesty of the legion, needed to be punished, but the parallax monster who killed Abin Su and endangered the universe had to be solved.

"The path of the parallax monster will pass through the 2814 sector of the earth."

There was indifference in the eyes of the guardian of the universe and said: "It--will not let go of all the creatures it sees!"

Senevito raised his head abruptly: "I understand."

Remember that someone is from Earth.

There was a icy smile on the corner of his mouth, and he turned and went down to select the members who would accept the new power with him.

……

Clouds gathered in the sky, and strong winds blew.

Metropolis, on the way to rural Kansas.

In the backseat of a moving blue car, mother Martha held the family dog ​​Hank with a little worry, and looked at the father and son who were arguing.

"I'm tired of being safe, tired of hiding, I can do more meaningful things,"

"Isn't it pointless to open a farm and feed your family?"

Hearing these words, father Kent drove the car, frowning and persuading his son.

"Five generations of my family have been on the farm, Clark."

"It's your family, not mine."

As if the aggrieved and depressed accumulated over the years had exploded, the young Clark shouted in a low voice.

"I don't even know why I listen to you.

You are not my father, you are just someone who picked me up somewhere. "

It seems that even Kryptonians have a youthful rebellious period.

Clark was taught by his father since he was a child that he must hide his abilities in front of others. He can obviously live an extraordinary life.

In other people's colleges, he can join the basketball team and baseball team, and be envied by his classmates and sought after by girls, but his father never allows him to participate in those activities.

Others had a brilliant college life, but he was seen as an unpopular dull nerd from the country, isolated and alone.

"Clark!"

Hearing this sentence, Martha, who had been silently watching the quarrel between the father and son in the back seat, couldn't help but yelled, and stopped seriously.

Clark also realized his slip of the tongue, turned his head to look out the window, and remained stubbornly silent.

"It's all right, Martha, he's right."

While driving the car, Kent looked at his raised son, and said with a hint of sadness.

"We may not be your parents, but we did the best we could, and maybe that wasn't good enough for you...

"Listen, father..."

Clark pursed his lips in a low mood, turned around to apologize, wanted to say that he spoke too harshly, and he shouldn't have said that.

"Wait a moment."

Kent, who was looking ahead, interrupted him, stopped the car with a solemn expression, got out of the car and looked ahead.

When the mother and son saw the scene ahead, they also got out of the car.

"God..."

Martha exclaimed.

Whoohoo!
On the road in the distance, storms gather, clouds roll, and a tornado with a diameter of nearly [-] meters rushes here.

The world seemed to end, vehicles, roads and street lights...everything was destroyed along the way.

"Help." "Run." "There's a bridge over there."

People screamed in horror, abandoned their cars and fled back, trying to hide under the bridge not far away.

"Hurry up and hide, go find cover."

Kent turned his head and said in a deep voice to the mother and son, then ran retrograde to the tornado, wanting to see if anyone needed help.

He helped a mother free her girl who was stuck in a child seat, and helped the mother who was holding the little girl to the foot of the bridge.

"Hank, Hank is still in the car."

Martha suddenly remembered and said anxiously.

Clark was about to run over, but was stopped by Kent: "Leave it to me, and accompany your mother to the bridge."

Whoa, whoa.

Under the huge tornado, human beings seem so insignificant. Vehicles seem to be lifted and carried away, and torn apart by the storm in the air.

Kent braved the wind to come to his car, rescued the dog that was huddled in the corner of the car because of fear, and let it run away.

However, the leg was stuck due to the deformation of the car model due to the blowing and squeezing of the vehicle next to it.

When he struggled to break free, he looked back and saw that the tornado that destroyed everything had arrived, only a dozen meters away.

"Jonathan."

Martha yelled anxiously.

Clark's eyes widened, and he was about to fly forward to save his father.

"Do not……"

As the tornado approached quickly behind him, Kent turned his head and raised his palm to stop it. With an unprecedented seriousness, he beckoned his son not to come.

The world is not ready for an alien far more powerful than human beings.

What will happen to Clark as a result, no one can tell.

"Father……"

Clark wanted to step forward angrily, but seeing the unprecedented seriousness in his father's eyes and even a hint of determination, he didn't know why he couldn't do anything against his father's wishes.

Just when Jonathan Kent was about to be swallowed by a giant tornado that connected heaven and earth.

A green light descended and formed a ball to protect him.

Two figures slowly descended from the sky, a woman with a delicate and beautiful face, dressed in clothes that seemed to be woven with green light energy, slightly behind, like a maid.

An emerald ring on her hand exudes green light.

The other man was wearing a silver suit. He was handsome and had deep eyes.

"This... what is this?"

Protected by the ball of light, Jonathan Kent said in amazement: "Who are you?"

Whoosh!

The man's face was calm, and he waved his hand, the cloudy sky dissipated, the tornado disintegrated and disappeared, and the golden sun hung down, falling on him and the woman.

It even made the two of them descend into the world like gods.

"My God, is that a god?"

Raising the palm of the hand, the clouds dispersed, and the storm stopped and disappeared with a wave. The people under the bridge who were hiding in fear opened their mouths wide and watched the two figures slowly flying down from the sky.

"It's a coincidence."

After finishing everything and retracting his hand, Ron glanced at Superman's adoptive father Jonathan in the power of will shield, and sighed slightly.

Originally, I was going to find Superman to see the template that included him, but I didn't expect to encounter the scene where Superman was about to lose his father.

Changing fate is not the same as changing in a bad direction, but it can also be good.

He conveniently saved Superman's adoptive father.

"Whoever wants to kidnap Superman's relatives and threaten him in the future will have one more choice."

Superman doesn't have to just call Martha all day long.

The divine power in Odin's body is mainly manifested in the form of thunder and lightning, but the appearance of thunder and lightning is often accompanied by clouds and storms, so he has certain control over both.

"Jonathan."

The three fell to the ground, the ball of light dissipated, and Martha ran excitedly to hug her husband Kent.

"Father, I shouldn't have said that just now."

And Clark was the same. He sincerely apologized to his father for his guilt, and then looked at Ron and Ron with great gratitude, with surprise and excitement on his face.

"thank you all.

You...you..."

After thanking him, looking at Ron and Catwoman, the young Superman's eyes were hot, and he was a little too excited to speak.

(End of this chapter)