What's wrong with Superman's brother wanting to be Homelander?

Chapter 53: An Analysis from Death Knell

Lucas shifted his gaze from the description of the [Flying and Escape] ability and immediately controlled his dark green Shadow Armor to transform back into shadow particles.

Then, he slowly raised his head and looked up at the hazy sky above.

At the highest point, dark red lightning meandered and roamed, like ferocious blood pythons coiled in the sky.

Taking a deep breath, Lucas took a small step forward and then, in an extremely pretentious manner, put his hands behind his back.

His back straightened slightly, and the air beneath his feet seemed to vibrate instantly.

"For Smolder!"

"Whoosh!"

The next moment, he burst through the ground like an arrow released from a bow.

The hazy sky rushed past in his field of vision as Lucas ascended rapidly, facing the surging dark red lightning, with bursts of air constantly emanating from around him.

Finally, its body came to rest at an altitude of 50,000 meters above the ground.

The [Flying and Earth-遁] ability is calculated based on the strength of his physical body; the stronger his physical body, the more obvious the effect of this ability.

50,000 meters represents Lucas's current physical limit.

Perhaps it can climb a little higher, but at most it can only climb a few hundred meters more.

Looking down from this height, the ground no longer has any three-dimensional details; the entire reddish-yellow land is like a flat, colorful canvas. The view is extremely vast, and you can see the horizon hundreds of kilometers away at a glance. The horizon has a distinct arc, and the curvature is clearly visible.

With the full activation of [Divine Insight], Lucas could see farther and over a wider area, clearly seeing the edge of the abyss world.

It was a hazy gray area with no obvious buildings, more like the film residue left after an old photograph was overexposed.

To Lucas's disappointment, he looked around for most of the day but couldn't find the massive mountain of flesh trapped beneath the canyon.

Logically, given its enormous size, which nearly fills the bottomless canyon, it should be easy to spot from an altitude of 50,000 meters, much like a candlelight in the darkness.

He had previously tried to locate the mountain of flesh using the shadow particles that permeated the abyss world, but to no avail.

Lucas did not insist.

If, as he suspected, an unimaginable force had imprisoned the mountain of flesh, then even if he dug three feet into the ground, he might not be able to find the other party.

But this is actually just right.

This means that the other party is probably too busy to talk to you right now.

"Wow, that feels great!"

At an altitude of 50,000 meters.

Lucas was like an out-of-control cannonball thrown by the gods, or a raptor that finally broke free of its shackles and spread its wings freely in the storm.

In moments of excitement, one can't help but shout and yell with abandon.

He glanced sideways and opened his arms.

He could clearly sense every breath flowing through the tens of thousands of meters of abyss below him, as if the entire sky were an extension of his limbs—

He is both riding the wind and the wind is responding to him.

That kind of control, besides being about conquest, felt as natural as breathing.

As he looked up at the boundless sky and the towering mountains and valleys stretching to the horizon, an unprecedented surge of pride and ambition welled up in his chest.

This is all my empire!

This prompted Lucas to let out another incredibly seductive shout.

It took him quite a while to calm down from his excitement.

This is a completely different feeling from the flight ability granted by the Shadow Armor. The difference is so great that it's like Batman relies on a hang glider while Superman can fly at will.

a long time,

Lucas slowly landed on the ground, only then realizing that a whole night had passed.

Although he hadn't slept all night, Lucas didn't feel tired at all; he was still energetic and full of vitality.

With his current physical condition, he wouldn't feel tired even if he didn't sleep for half a month, let alone just one night.

However, most of the time Lucas still respects his biological clock, after all, he is still young and needs to develop.

After testing his ability to fly, he immediately went on to test his ability to burrow underground.

Unlike the 50,000-meter altitude, the maximum depth of burrowing underground is only 500 meters, which is already the limit.

In addition, the speed of flying can reach 300 kilometers per hour, which is slightly faster than running.

However, the speed of underground travel is limited to 50 kilometers per hour.

However, this does not mean that the ability to burrow underground is useless.

On the contrary, it is actually a very comprehensive ability.

It is highly concealed, highly secure, and has a strong ability to escape.

Most importantly, with the ability to burrow underground, he would be able to mine the kryptonite mother ore that is fused with the mineral veins.

...

Smallville town center.

As the meteorite tourism industry in the town has gradually flourished and become more and more vibrant, in just a few years, all kinds of homestays and hotels have sprung up like mushrooms after rain along the entire East Street in the town center.

now.

Inside Tara B&B.

After resting for a night, Slade did not rush to go out and investigate clues immediately.

He was intently reviewing the information that the Sky Eye Society had just sent him—

[A large number of vampire corpses were discovered in Bonham Forest; it was later confirmed that they were all death row inmates imprisoned nearby before the mutation.]

All vampire test subjects were killed with a single blow.

[Ephraim Goodwinzer's wife, Kelly Goodwinzer, allegedly met the mastermind behind the crime. Under hypnosis, she referred to the mastermind as a demon crawling out of hell, before being forced into a coma by the brain's self-protective mechanisms.]

After each murder, sterling silver items would disappear from the scene.

After quickly reading through the four messages, Slade couldn't help but furrow his brow slightly.

These four messages are not without beginning or end.

In fact, as a former army major with extensive combat experience, now a top mercenary, and someone who has developed 90% of his brain, he has already astutely extracted three useful judgments from these not-so-closely related pieces of intelligence.

First, the consistent use of a single, fatal strike indicates that the opponent is well-versed in vital point killing techniques and has extremely stable execution. This is not a momentary impulsive act of revenge, but rather a targeted cleanup operation, demonstrating considerable fighting skills and assassination techniques.

Secondly, after Kelly described the incident, her brain automatically shut down the memory. It's not hard to see that the killer's aura or mental pressure was beyond imagination, or that he had done something that women still fear to this day.

Third, the fact that the other party was able to escape unscathed from a large patrol of elite soldiers without leaving any useful clues means that this person was familiar with the tactical layout at the time, knew how to avoid surveillance and search routes, and also possessed extremely strong counter-surveillance skills.

All three points above indicate that the other party is more difficult to deal with than you imagined.

Of course, the more this happened, the more excited he became.

However, Slade still hasn't seen any useful clues in the first and last messages.

"It's time to make a move. Hopefully, that guy has some decent skills and can bring me some joy, otherwise it'll be too boring."

After stretching his limbs, Slade pushed the door open and went out.