59. Striking Back

Golden, silver-white, and purple-blue.

Three different-colored streaks of lightning simultaneously tore through half the battlefield. The air was ripped apart, the intense impact distorted the surrounding airflow, and the three magnificent beams of light burst forth, instantly capturing everyone's attention.

Among them was Faora. Alarms rang in her mind. She could even detect the attack paths of the lightning, but suspended in mid-air, she was unable to evade effectively due to inertia. Moreover, she hadn't anticipated encountering someone capable of controlling lightning on this small planet. This sudden ambush visibly stunned her.

Perhaps due to their time on Earth, the Kryptonians had developed a sense of superiority. While Earth had many interesting technologies, most were child's play to Kryptonians. The enhancement from the yellow sun only made General Zod and his followers actions more brazen.

But lightning was different. Any visible lightning wielded immense power, enough to pierce the air. While it might not be lethal to Kryptonians, it could cause them pain or paralyze them. The powerful energy attacks struck. In her haste, Faora couldn't retaliate and could only instinctively cross her arms, attempting to block the lightning with her Kryptonian armor.

Crack—!

Lightning burst forth with blinding brilliance, striking Faora's arms. She felt a stinging and numbing sensation in her arms, and a strong light forced her to squint. Before losing most of her vision, Faora vaguely saw the three assailants.

They looked human. One of them, holding a staff, was a one-armed man, and one of the lightning bolts came from his staff. The other two were enveloped in electric charges, with lightning snakes writhing around them, converging in their hands before shooting out.

The battlefield was ever-changing, and the soldiers finally understood the meaning of this phrase. They watched in astonishment as this sudden spectacle unfolded, attracting everyone's attention. No one knew who these individuals were or when they had appeared.

But they understood that these "superpowered" individuals, since they attacked the Kryptonians, must be on humanity's side. The scene of Faora being ambushed also caught General Zod's eye. He climbed out of the pit, looked at the enraged Kara, and shook his head slowly.

"Is this your reinforcements? As a Kryptonian, you choose to side with humans, Kara. You have ultimately taken the wrong path."

"You don't deserve to mention Krypton," Kara said with hatred, seeing his gaze shift towards Faora. Kara sneered. "And don't underestimate Earthlings."

As if to prove Kara's words, a missile shot toward Faora. It had a small grenade attach to the front, and though not fast, Kryptonians could dodge it easily. But under the suppression of three lightning bolts, Faora found it difficult to move.

Even if she wasn't paralyzed, Faora wouldn't have bothered to dodge. She was only thinking about how to retaliate. These lightning bolts were powerful but couldn't cause her significant harm. Releasing such strong lightning required a lot of energy, and the opponents couldn't sustain it for long.

Once their energy was depleted, it would be her turn to strike back.

Holding onto this thought, Faora was hit directly by the missile from behind. The grenade exploded upon contact with her steel-like body, with a flash of fire and green smoke. However, Faora remained unconcerned, as did the approaching Kryptonian soldiers. For them, human weapons were all bark and no bite, producing nothing more than noise.

Noticing the oddly colored fog, Faora smirked mockingly. Poison gas—such naïve creatures. Poison gas warfare was an outdated, low-level tactic long abandoned, especially by seasoned warriors like those following General Zod.

This wasn't just because different planetary materials made poisons ineffective against various aliens. Many powerful beings had long since developed immunity to toxins, including Kryptonians.

Moreover, General Zod and his men had done their homework before coming to Earth. They had already observed much of Earth's materials and technological levels. Earth's civilization was hardly a match for them.

So, Faora didn't care about the minor poison gas. But the next moment, her expression froze, and her slightly squinted eyes opened wide in disbelief.As the green mist was inhaled, a sense of weakness surged through her body. It was a strange feeling she had never experienced before.

At first, Faora thought she was imagining things, but soon she realized the pain in her arms was getting worse. It wasn't just numbness and soreness; there was a burning sensation as if enveloped by intense heat. Fortunately, the feeling quickly disappeared.

Not because her strength returned, but because the three lightning-wielding individuals stopped due to energy depletion. Faora barely stood, feeling incredibly "weak." Her arms hung limp, unable to be raised.

"What...what did you do?"

She asked through gritted teeth, looking at the three humans with varied expressions. She couldn't believe there was something on Earth capable of weakening Kryptonians.

"Nothing much, just a little 'gift' for you."

A voice suddenly came from behind Faora, making her eyes widen. Hearing the clear voice less than a meter away, her mouth went dry.

Who?!

Someone had silently approached her from behind, so close, and she hadn't noticed. The next second, Faora felt something push her, sending her flying into the air.

Her vision shifted, revealing a bizarre figure—a man in a strange helmet and bird-beak mask, dressed in a black coat and wearing a top hat. The most striking feature was his black umbrella and the dark blade he drew from its handle.

In front of this eerie figure stood a body, oddly familiar to Faora. She had seen it somewhere before.

And why didn't this body have a head?

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62. The Fall of Zod.

63. Struggle of a Wounded Beast.

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