Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 786 The King Meets the King

It was a unique figure that stood out.

He wore a golden mask and a tight-fitting combat suit like a wrestler, and a short, bald boy with short arms and legs was lying behind him.

They are members of the Invisible Empire's Star Cross Knights - Masco do Masculin and James.

There was a fanatical light flashing in Masco's eyes, and his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the clouds and look directly at the future battlefield.

His blood was already boiling with excitement, eager to compete with the legendary captain.

He took a deep breath and prepared to tell the captain his name and holy words, but just as he was about to open his mouth, the captain's voice came like a cold blade.

"I don't need to remember the names of the trash fish."

The captain's voice was cold and ruthless, as if it came from the depths of hell.

His words were like a sharp knife, piercing directly into Masco's heart.

Masco's heart was filled with a nameless anger. He had never been looked down upon like this before. However, just as he was about to get angry, his eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of the Zanpakutō in the captain's hand.

It was a blade emitting blazing flames, the flames jumping on the blade as if to devour the entire world.

The color of the flame was not ordinary red, but a strange dark red, as if it was a raging flame gushing out from the depths of hell.

Masco's pupils shrank suddenly, and a strong sense of crisis made him use the Perfect Saint Body instantly, pushing the Static Blood Suit to the extreme. His body was covered by a layer of golden light, and the whole person became extremely powerful.

At the same time, James also began his support.

Although his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, it was full of power.

With his support, Masco's power was greatly enhanced.

He felt as if he had turned into a ferocious beast, ready to launch a fierce attack on the captain.

However, all of this seemed so pale and powerless in front of the captain.

He took a step forward, and flames instantly surged out, dyeing half of the sky red.

The flames seemed to have life, dancing and roaring in the air, as if they were going to engulf the entire battlefield.

The captain's figure was looming in the flames, giving people a mysterious and powerful feeling.

He swung his Zanpakutō violently, and a beam of blazing flame drew a graceful arc in the air.

The sword light was like a fire dragon flying in the air, attacking Masco with the power to destroy the world.

A strong sense of fear surged in Masco's heart. He knew that he could not resist this terrifying force. He tried his best to avoid the flaming sword, but in the end, it still slashed him hard.

Masco's body collapsed instantly under the flames of the sword. Neither his perfect body nor his blood-quieting suit could withstand this terrifying force. His body was engulfed by the flames, and he let out a shrill scream.

However, the scream only lasted for a moment before it was extinguished in the flames. Masco's body turned into a fireball in the flames and then exploded violently.

The shock wave generated by the explosion shook the surrounding ground, and dust and debris flew everywhere.

When everything returned to calm, there was only a huge hole and a burnt mark on the ground. That was the last trace left by Masco, proving that he had existed in this world.

James knew he couldn't escape the moment he saw Masco defeated. He struggled to climb off Masco's back and escape, but the captain was much faster than he thought.

The captain's figure flashed by, and James only had time to let out a terrified scream before disappearing in the flames.

When the flames died down, only two wisps of black ash remained on the ground. They were the last traces left by Masco and James, proving that they had once existed in this world.

The captain continued to move forward as if nothing had happened. His steps were firm and powerful, without any pause or confusion.

He stepped over two charred corpses and continued moving towards Yhwach's hiding place.

The condensed spiritual pressure was like a ignited flame, steaming wildly, as if it was going to tear apart this oppressive space.

The owner of this spiritual pressure was none other than the captain-general. His figure was looming in the firelight, like an evil spirit walking out of purgatory.

He was wearing a flaming battle robe, and every step he took caused the earth to shake.

Wherever the captain passed, the ground was dry and cracked, and the cracks spread like a spider web, which was shocking to the sight.

And in this land, those Quincy who once boasted of being powerful are now like straw burned by flames, turning into ashes and drifting away in the wind.

Yhwach, the king of the Quincy known as "Your Majesty" by the world, was standing not far away, staring at the captain-in-chief.

His cloak fluttered gently in the wind, as if trembling for the upcoming decisive battle. There was a sharp light flashing in Youhabach's eyes, and he could clearly feel the undisguised murderous intent in the captain's spiritual pressure.

He tightened his cloak and disappeared instantly.

When he appeared again, he was standing right in front of the captain.

The two looked at each other, and the invisible aura collided in the air, producing ripples, as if even the space was distorted. The air around them became hot and heavy at this moment, making people suffocate.

"Youhabach, I am here to end your life. You will not be as lucky today as you were a thousand years ago!"

The captain's voice echoed across the battlefield like thunder.

There was a raging fire in his eyes, as if he wanted to burn away all obstacles that stood in his way.

Yhwach smiled slightly, his smile full of mockery and contempt.

"You're old, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni."

he whispered.

"Although you look almost the same as when you were young, covered in flames, your aura of killing everyone by any means necessary does not leave a single trace behind."

The captain snorted coldly, and his eyes became even colder and firmer.

"Ridiculous!"

He said solemnly.

However, Yhwach did not get angry at his rebuttal, but laughed even more contemptuously.

"Old man, it's you who don't know what you are talking about!"

"How dare you face His Majesty alone? Go to hell!"

As the words fell, several Quincies suddenly jumped out from behind Youhabach, brandishing their weapons or using their abilities, and rushed towards the captain-general.

These three are all members of the Stern Cross Knights, and were granted the powerful power of holy words by Yhwach.

They are the best among the Quincies, and any one of them has a spiritual pressure that is no less than that of the captain of Team 13.

(End of this chapter)