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**Chapter 643: The Four Kryptonian Gods**
2022-10-19 Author: Great Demon Spirit
Somewhere in the Multiverse, a mysterious region shrouded in the unknown, isolated from everything, devoid of space-time, devoid of energy—only a vast blankness.
A group of towering Phantoms silently remained here, their hazy auras fluctuating erratically, unmoving. Clearly, they had been here for a very long time.
Finally, someone spoke.
"Rao, you're too reckless." It was a gentle voice. Around this Being, four bright moons revolved.
"This gamble is worth it."
A person with an indistinct face sat steadily cross-legged in the unknown region. Beneath his feet, he trod upon the Void, causing a sense of dread.
"I've been searching for an opportunity, searching for... Superman of the Main Universe. Because the New Gods tampered with him, some things within his body have changed. As long as we can bring him among us, we will gain a powerful Warrior," Rao said indifferently.
"Golden Superman is relentlessly searching for us in the Fifth Dimension day and night. If we go to the New Gods' territory at this time... it will be very troublesome," said a Deity whose golden eyes flowed with the light of Wisdom.
Rao's lips curled into a sneer: "Fifth Dimension. Golden Superman is still too naive, truly believing that standing in a higher dimension will allow him to find our hiding place. If he had listened to me and become one of us then, he wouldn't be trapped in the Fifth Dimension today, constrained by that ridiculous King. He wanted to use the power of the Fifth Dimension to eradicate us, but he didn't realize he completely sold himself out."
Many Beings couldn't help but glance at him.
Compared to other Kryptonian Gods, Rao was the youngest. Furthermore, he grew step by step from an ordinary Kryptonian to a Kryptonian God, then soared to become a Main God. Now, he has even become the leader of the entire Kryptonian Pantheon, a God-King who isn't a God-King.
Rao's audacity, ruthlessness, decisiveness, and grasp of opportunity far surpassed other Deities. Even the most arrogant God had to admit Rao's excellence.
"Your demand for Golden Superman to destroy a hundred million Kryptons is too difficult for him." A Deity spoke. She slightly raised her head, her flawless beauty breathtaking, drawing countless gazes that were reluctant to tear away.
Rao remained indifferent. After a long pause, he slowly said, "At least we are safe. As long as we don't actively reveal this location, no one can find us. Endure a little longer."
The Deity surrounded by moons couldn't help but speak, "Do you truly believe that Multiversal God's claims? Do you really want to join forces with him?"
Rao coldly said, "The Multiverse is destined to have no future; it is the hunting ground of the Gods. We've paid such a heavy price, even losing Ancient Doomsday, and forced a group of Supermen to rebel. There's no reason not to persevere."
The many Kryptonian Gods fell into an eerie silence.
...
At this moment, H'el's body exuded a powerful, infectious charisma that made people instinctively want to be close to him.
"H'el's" face became incredibly serene and benevolent. He took a step towards Clark, slowly opening his palm as if cradling something invisible.
Clark stared at him blankly.
Rao smiled broadly, a radiant glow emanating from him, looking utterly impressive. He used special methods to gradually diminish Clark's guard. Then, just as he was about to touch Clark, his expression drastically changed.
"Who is it?!" Rao's face twisted as he roared. Immediately after, the controlled H'el suddenly collapsed to the ground.
Clark shook his head, looking at the unconscious H'el, his face frighteningly grim.
"What terrifying psychic abilities, Rao..." Clark carried H'el and flew to Gotham City without alerting his adoptive mother, Martha.
...
Tony strolled through the endless space-time. Countless bizarre and fantastical scenes flowed by, the product of countless intertwined time streams and space fragments. The ever-changing images were all real events.
But Tony's mind was clearly not on these.
As the Allspark throbbed, a mystical sense followed the fluctuations transmitted from Clark's gene chain, heading directly towards a certain Source.
"This time, I must capture these Kryptonian Gods."
With every step Tony took, he could cross billions of light-years. Countless universes, large and small, swept past him. Tony's figure moved rapidly through the Multiverse like a phantom.
He was ready for a blood war. He had planned for so long; as long as he captured the Kryptonian Main God, everything would be worth it.
"My Doomsday. The diversified gene template is already sufficient; all that's missing is the final experimental subject and related secrets."
Tony's gaze was cold and sharp, piercing forward like a sword.
Capturing a Kryptonian Main God would break the final barrier to recreating Ancient Doomsday, and Tony's situation would become safer than ever before.
Nothing was more deterrent than an Ancient Doomsday bodyguard.
As long as he captured one Kryptonian Main God.
Among the Four Great Main Gods of the Kryptonian Pantheon—the Sun God, the Moon God, the Wisdom God, and the Beauty God—capturing just one would be enough. Of course, if all of them could be captured, it would be perfect.
Other Lesser Gods, such as Evil God Saionna, were of little value. There was a reason they couldn't become Main Gods.
The Kryptonian Gods, especially Rao, had a notorious reputation throughout the Multiverse. Even in the Sphere of the Gods, countless beings wanted to kill these Gods.
Aside from anything else, just the birth of an Ancient Doomsday, and the countless Deities killed by Ancient Doomsday, meant that innumerable Deities hated the Kryptonian Pantheon to their very bones.
The Gods of Krypton had always been hiding everywhere, but for some unknown reason, no one had been able to find their exact whereabouts to this day. Even if the Multiverse were destroyed countless times, no one could find them.
If Tony hadn't previously given Clark a tube of virus purified by the Allspark, it would have been impossible to find Rao's whereabouts.
"At least one Main God must be captured," a trace of fervor flashed in the depths of Tony's eyes as he rapidly rushed towards the unknown region.
According to Tony's estimation, the Kryptonian Pantheon was actually quite "weak."
At the very least, it was highly probable that there was no Level Eight Being presiding over them.
The reason was simple: if there truly were Level Eight Deities, they could completely roll up their sleeves and charge into the Sphere of the Gods to fight, with no need to constantly be on the run for countless years.
So many long years had passed since the birth of Ancient Doomsday, and the Kryptonian Pantheon had continuously been surviving cautiously, absolutely daring not to step into the Sphere of the Gods.
At best, the Four Great Main Gods were at the peak of Level Seven. If Tony didn't rely on external forces, he would absolutely have no chance in a one-on-four fight and would only be able to find a way to escape.
But Tony held a divine artifact in his hand; only a fool would engage them in a fair duel.
The mystical sense grew stronger and stronger. Tony had already arrived at the borderlands of the Multiverse.
An unknown, strange barrier lay across Tony's path. Tony looked at it with the perspective of a Singular God, seeing nothing.
But the intermittent clues from the Allspark pointed directly here.
"I've found you, you rats!!!"
(end of chapter)
2022-10-19 Author: Great Demon Spirit
Somewhere in the Multiverse, a mysterious region shrouded in the unknown, isolated from everything, devoid of space-time, devoid of energy—only a vast blankness.
A group of towering Phantoms silently remained here, their hazy auras fluctuating erratically, unmoving. Clearly, they had been here for a very long time.
Finally, someone spoke.
"Rao, you're too reckless." It was a gentle voice. Around this Being, four bright moons revolved.
"This gamble is worth it."
A person with an indistinct face sat steadily cross-legged in the unknown region. Beneath his feet, he trod upon the Void, causing a sense of dread.
"I've been searching for an opportunity, searching for... Superman of the Main Universe. Because the New Gods tampered with him, some things within his body have changed. As long as we can bring him among us, we will gain a powerful Warrior," Rao said indifferently.
"Golden Superman is relentlessly searching for us in the Fifth Dimension day and night. If we go to the New Gods' territory at this time... it will be very troublesome," said a Deity whose golden eyes flowed with the light of Wisdom.
Rao's lips curled into a sneer: "Fifth Dimension. Golden Superman is still too naive, truly believing that standing in a higher dimension will allow him to find our hiding place. If he had listened to me and become one of us then, he wouldn't be trapped in the Fifth Dimension today, constrained by that ridiculous King. He wanted to use the power of the Fifth Dimension to eradicate us, but he didn't realize he completely sold himself out."
Many Beings couldn't help but glance at him.
Compared to other Kryptonian Gods, Rao was the youngest. Furthermore, he grew step by step from an ordinary Kryptonian to a Kryptonian God, then soared to become a Main God. Now, he has even become the leader of the entire Kryptonian Pantheon, a God-King who isn't a God-King.
Rao's audacity, ruthlessness, decisiveness, and grasp of opportunity far surpassed other Deities. Even the most arrogant God had to admit Rao's excellence.
"Your demand for Golden Superman to destroy a hundred million Kryptons is too difficult for him." A Deity spoke. She slightly raised her head, her flawless beauty breathtaking, drawing countless gazes that were reluctant to tear away.
Rao remained indifferent. After a long pause, he slowly said, "At least we are safe. As long as we don't actively reveal this location, no one can find us. Endure a little longer."
The Deity surrounded by moons couldn't help but speak, "Do you truly believe that Multiversal God's claims? Do you really want to join forces with him?"
Rao coldly said, "The Multiverse is destined to have no future; it is the hunting ground of the Gods. We've paid such a heavy price, even losing Ancient Doomsday, and forced a group of Supermen to rebel. There's no reason not to persevere."
The many Kryptonian Gods fell into an eerie silence.
...
At this moment, H'el's body exuded a powerful, infectious charisma that made people instinctively want to be close to him.
"H'el's" face became incredibly serene and benevolent. He took a step towards Clark, slowly opening his palm as if cradling something invisible.
Clark stared at him blankly.
Rao smiled broadly, a radiant glow emanating from him, looking utterly impressive. He used special methods to gradually diminish Clark's guard. Then, just as he was about to touch Clark, his expression drastically changed.
"Who is it?!" Rao's face twisted as he roared. Immediately after, the controlled H'el suddenly collapsed to the ground.
Clark shook his head, looking at the unconscious H'el, his face frighteningly grim.
"What terrifying psychic abilities, Rao..." Clark carried H'el and flew to Gotham City without alerting his adoptive mother, Martha.
...
Tony strolled through the endless space-time. Countless bizarre and fantastical scenes flowed by, the product of countless intertwined time streams and space fragments. The ever-changing images were all real events.
But Tony's mind was clearly not on these.
As the Allspark throbbed, a mystical sense followed the fluctuations transmitted from Clark's gene chain, heading directly towards a certain Source.
"This time, I must capture these Kryptonian Gods."
With every step Tony took, he could cross billions of light-years. Countless universes, large and small, swept past him. Tony's figure moved rapidly through the Multiverse like a phantom.
He was ready for a blood war. He had planned for so long; as long as he captured the Kryptonian Main God, everything would be worth it.
"My Doomsday. The diversified gene template is already sufficient; all that's missing is the final experimental subject and related secrets."
Tony's gaze was cold and sharp, piercing forward like a sword.
Capturing a Kryptonian Main God would break the final barrier to recreating Ancient Doomsday, and Tony's situation would become safer than ever before.
Nothing was more deterrent than an Ancient Doomsday bodyguard.
As long as he captured one Kryptonian Main God.
Among the Four Great Main Gods of the Kryptonian Pantheon—the Sun God, the Moon God, the Wisdom God, and the Beauty God—capturing just one would be enough. Of course, if all of them could be captured, it would be perfect.
Other Lesser Gods, such as Evil God Saionna, were of little value. There was a reason they couldn't become Main Gods.
The Kryptonian Gods, especially Rao, had a notorious reputation throughout the Multiverse. Even in the Sphere of the Gods, countless beings wanted to kill these Gods.
Aside from anything else, just the birth of an Ancient Doomsday, and the countless Deities killed by Ancient Doomsday, meant that innumerable Deities hated the Kryptonian Pantheon to their very bones.
The Gods of Krypton had always been hiding everywhere, but for some unknown reason, no one had been able to find their exact whereabouts to this day. Even if the Multiverse were destroyed countless times, no one could find them.
If Tony hadn't previously given Clark a tube of virus purified by the Allspark, it would have been impossible to find Rao's whereabouts.
"At least one Main God must be captured," a trace of fervor flashed in the depths of Tony's eyes as he rapidly rushed towards the unknown region.
According to Tony's estimation, the Kryptonian Pantheon was actually quite "weak."
At the very least, it was highly probable that there was no Level Eight Being presiding over them.
The reason was simple: if there truly were Level Eight Deities, they could completely roll up their sleeves and charge into the Sphere of the Gods to fight, with no need to constantly be on the run for countless years.
So many long years had passed since the birth of Ancient Doomsday, and the Kryptonian Pantheon had continuously been surviving cautiously, absolutely daring not to step into the Sphere of the Gods.
At best, the Four Great Main Gods were at the peak of Level Seven. If Tony didn't rely on external forces, he would absolutely have no chance in a one-on-four fight and would only be able to find a way to escape.
But Tony held a divine artifact in his hand; only a fool would engage them in a fair duel.
The mystical sense grew stronger and stronger. Tony had already arrived at the borderlands of the Multiverse.
An unknown, strange barrier lay across Tony's path. Tony looked at it with the perspective of a Singular God, seeing nothing.
But the intermittent clues from the Allspark pointed directly here.
"I've found you, you rats!!!"
(end of chapter)
