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In Superboy-Prime's hands, Duzun was just a toy; the gap between the two was astonishingly large.
Superboy-Prime's infamy had long spread throughout many universes, and he was even ironically dubbed "the biggest troll on the internet" by the Editorial Department.
Whenever Superboy-Prime arrived in a universe, he would often trigger universe-wide crises and disasters, because Superboy-Prime never played by the rules. He was like a young man ignorant of social graces, acting on impulse, doing whatever he thought of. Coupled with his top-tier Level Seven combat power, he was simply a natural disaster.
This idiotic personality made everyone who dealt with Superboy-Prime nervous and wary; there was no telling when this bastard might suddenly lose his mind and stab his collaborator in the back.
Seeing that Duzun was about to have his head crushed, Sinestro finally couldn't help but speak: "Release him, he cannot die yet. Mobius specifically asked me to look after him."
Sinestro's expression was cold and indifferent, his arms crossed. In fact, his Power Ring had already begun charging, ready to unleash his most powerful attack at any moment.
He didn't know why Mobius favored Duzun so much, but now was not the time to dig into Mobius's past.
Superboy-Prime tilted his head and glanced at Sinestro, with disdain and contempt, clearly saying, "You, a nobody, dare to order me."
Sinestro's face was grim as he threw over a Yellow Lantern Ring.
"This is a Yellow Lantern Ring I forged myself. It's yours."
Snap!
Superboy-Prime grabbed the Power Ring, immediately dropped the miserable Duzun, and eagerly put it on his hand covered in brains and blood. He gleefully faced the nearest sun, as if comparing which was brighter or more beautiful: his Power Ring or the sun.
The Yellow Lantern Ring suddenly lit up, emitting emotional energy that pierced directly into his mind. A low voice echoed in Superboy-Prime's mind.
"In blackest day, in brightest night.
Evil-doers and treacherous factions, fear my divine light.
Buried by terrifying flames, those who defy me shall perish.
Fear is the source, Sinestro's authority."
"From the Prime Universe, Kal-El, you possess the power to instill great fear in others. Welcome to the Sinestro Legion!"
Superboy-Prime looked on in astonishment.
Gulp!
Many Yellow Lanterns all gulped simultaneously, their expressions drastically changed, and a hint of fear entered their eyes as they looked at Superboy-Prime.
Duzun, as a powerful Superman from the Anti-Matter universe, possessed astonishing strength. He had even killed Steppenwolf's clone, shaking the vast Anti-Matter universe with his might.
Duzun also loved to boast about this feat to others.
Yet, such a powerful Duzun was easily defeated, his head half-crushed, barely maintaining a spherical shape.
If not for his Kryptonian physiology, which allowed him to recover by basking in the sun even with a single breath remaining, Duzun would have been crushed to death long ago.
Under the sun's irradiation, Duzun quickly returned to his original state. He looked in terror at the terrifying man before him: "You are Superboy-Prime?!"
Superboy-Prime's self-indulgent moment was abruptly interrupted. He stiffly turned his head, killing intent overflowing in his eyes.
"You called me—Supreme, 'Boy', Superman!!!??? I am Supreme Superman!! There is no 'Boy'! You trash are asking for death!!!"
Superboy-Prime was deeply enraged. He felt he was being underestimated and exploded in a fit of rage.
Everyone's minds were a bit blank—Supreme Superman and Superboy-Prime, aren't they the same?
A new round of cruel torture began. Superboy-Prime grinned maliciously, madly tore Duzun's body to shreds, pulled out his intestines, draping them over his shoulder, tore out Duzun's stomach, and after punching Duzun's mouth into a pulp, violently stuffed the stomach in.
Blood-soaked, the scene was gory; this was Superboy-Prime's favorite thing to do.
He had always called himself Supreme Superman (Superman-Prime), rather than the damned title of Superboy-Prime (Superboy-Prime) that others had pinned on him.
Anyone who dared to call him Superboy, he would kill.
"Do you think I'm inferior to that golden guy from the Fifth Dimension? Hmm?! Look at your intestines and stomach, they're all black, which means your heart is black too. I'll dig it out to prove it."
Superboy-Prime laughed maniacally, ripping off Duzun's ribs.
"Why can that guy call himself Supreme Superman while I'm called 'Superboy'?! Who are you bastards looking down on, and what aspect of me is inferior to him?!" Superboy-Prime was frantically carrying out the work of a butcher, performing acts of butchery right under this sun, on Duzun's rapidly healing body.
Supreme Superman is actually the true title of Golden Superman. The appellation "Golden Superman" is, in fact, an adjective with a hint of jest.
After leaving the Prime Universe and coming into contact with the vast and boundless multiverse, Superboy-Prime only then learned for the first time that there was another Golden Superman in the world who had also taken his favorite title. Naturally, he wouldn't stand for it.
Constantly causing trouble in various universes, Superboy-Prime also harbored the thought of getting rid of this damned 'Boy' in his title and reclaiming the name of Supreme Superman.
Duzun wailed, having long since cursed Superboy-Prime's entire family in his heart. "This is truly a motherf*cking undeserved calamity! Everyone calls you that, okay!"
After a while, Superboy-Prime seemed to get bored. He discarded the torn-up Duzun and glared fiercely at the boundless universe.
"Now that you've vented enough, let's go," Sinestro said coldly, his body floating. As he passed by Duzun's ravaged body, he casually dropped a Yellow Lantern Ring.
Duzun miserably gathered his own internal organs. Fortunately, his head hadn't been crushed by Superboy-Prime, otherwise, he truly couldn't have been saved.
Thanks to the grace of the yellow sun, Duzun was rapidly healing.
Duzun, with a gloomy expression, put on the Power Ring without a word.
"From the Anti-Matter universe, Duzun, you possess the power to instill great fear in others. Welcome to the Sinestro Legion!"
Duzun listened intently, his gaze sinister, his head lowered intently as he followed behind Sinestro.
"Isn't Lord Mobius coming?" A Yellow Lantern member quietly asked.
Sinestro paused and said to all the Legion members: "Mobius has other matters to attend to. He may not necessarily participate in our dispute with the Main universe. A mere Oa isn't worth Mobius personally intervening; we can achieve it ourselves."
A group of several thousand people sped through the Main universe, heading directly towards Oa.
Meanwhile, Mobius, whom the members of the Sinestro Legion were thinking of, also had a grim expression at this moment, black as the bottom of a pot.
He clearly perceived that Darkseid's aura had just appeared in the Anti-Matter universe and was approaching Qward at a snail's pace.
Even if it wasn't Darkseid himself, it definitely had to be related to Apokolips.
"Where on earth did the information leak from!!!" Mobius couldn't help but curse angrily.
(end of chapter)
Superboy-Prime's infamy had long spread throughout many universes, and he was even ironically dubbed "the biggest troll on the internet" by the Editorial Department.
Whenever Superboy-Prime arrived in a universe, he would often trigger universe-wide crises and disasters, because Superboy-Prime never played by the rules. He was like a young man ignorant of social graces, acting on impulse, doing whatever he thought of. Coupled with his top-tier Level Seven combat power, he was simply a natural disaster.
This idiotic personality made everyone who dealt with Superboy-Prime nervous and wary; there was no telling when this bastard might suddenly lose his mind and stab his collaborator in the back.
Seeing that Duzun was about to have his head crushed, Sinestro finally couldn't help but speak: "Release him, he cannot die yet. Mobius specifically asked me to look after him."
Sinestro's expression was cold and indifferent, his arms crossed. In fact, his Power Ring had already begun charging, ready to unleash his most powerful attack at any moment.
He didn't know why Mobius favored Duzun so much, but now was not the time to dig into Mobius's past.
Superboy-Prime tilted his head and glanced at Sinestro, with disdain and contempt, clearly saying, "You, a nobody, dare to order me."
Sinestro's face was grim as he threw over a Yellow Lantern Ring.
"This is a Yellow Lantern Ring I forged myself. It's yours."
Snap!
Superboy-Prime grabbed the Power Ring, immediately dropped the miserable Duzun, and eagerly put it on his hand covered in brains and blood. He gleefully faced the nearest sun, as if comparing which was brighter or more beautiful: his Power Ring or the sun.
The Yellow Lantern Ring suddenly lit up, emitting emotional energy that pierced directly into his mind. A low voice echoed in Superboy-Prime's mind.
"In blackest day, in brightest night.
Evil-doers and treacherous factions, fear my divine light.
Buried by terrifying flames, those who defy me shall perish.
Fear is the source, Sinestro's authority."
"From the Prime Universe, Kal-El, you possess the power to instill great fear in others. Welcome to the Sinestro Legion!"
Superboy-Prime looked on in astonishment.
Gulp!
Many Yellow Lanterns all gulped simultaneously, their expressions drastically changed, and a hint of fear entered their eyes as they looked at Superboy-Prime.
Duzun, as a powerful Superman from the Anti-Matter universe, possessed astonishing strength. He had even killed Steppenwolf's clone, shaking the vast Anti-Matter universe with his might.
Duzun also loved to boast about this feat to others.
Yet, such a powerful Duzun was easily defeated, his head half-crushed, barely maintaining a spherical shape.
If not for his Kryptonian physiology, which allowed him to recover by basking in the sun even with a single breath remaining, Duzun would have been crushed to death long ago.
Under the sun's irradiation, Duzun quickly returned to his original state. He looked in terror at the terrifying man before him: "You are Superboy-Prime?!"
Superboy-Prime's self-indulgent moment was abruptly interrupted. He stiffly turned his head, killing intent overflowing in his eyes.
"You called me—Supreme, 'Boy', Superman!!!??? I am Supreme Superman!! There is no 'Boy'! You trash are asking for death!!!"
Superboy-Prime was deeply enraged. He felt he was being underestimated and exploded in a fit of rage.
Everyone's minds were a bit blank—Supreme Superman and Superboy-Prime, aren't they the same?
A new round of cruel torture began. Superboy-Prime grinned maliciously, madly tore Duzun's body to shreds, pulled out his intestines, draping them over his shoulder, tore out Duzun's stomach, and after punching Duzun's mouth into a pulp, violently stuffed the stomach in.
Blood-soaked, the scene was gory; this was Superboy-Prime's favorite thing to do.
He had always called himself Supreme Superman (Superman-Prime), rather than the damned title of Superboy-Prime (Superboy-Prime) that others had pinned on him.
Anyone who dared to call him Superboy, he would kill.
"Do you think I'm inferior to that golden guy from the Fifth Dimension? Hmm?! Look at your intestines and stomach, they're all black, which means your heart is black too. I'll dig it out to prove it."
Superboy-Prime laughed maniacally, ripping off Duzun's ribs.
"Why can that guy call himself Supreme Superman while I'm called 'Superboy'?! Who are you bastards looking down on, and what aspect of me is inferior to him?!" Superboy-Prime was frantically carrying out the work of a butcher, performing acts of butchery right under this sun, on Duzun's rapidly healing body.
Supreme Superman is actually the true title of Golden Superman. The appellation "Golden Superman" is, in fact, an adjective with a hint of jest.
After leaving the Prime Universe and coming into contact with the vast and boundless multiverse, Superboy-Prime only then learned for the first time that there was another Golden Superman in the world who had also taken his favorite title. Naturally, he wouldn't stand for it.
Constantly causing trouble in various universes, Superboy-Prime also harbored the thought of getting rid of this damned 'Boy' in his title and reclaiming the name of Supreme Superman.
Duzun wailed, having long since cursed Superboy-Prime's entire family in his heart. "This is truly a motherf*cking undeserved calamity! Everyone calls you that, okay!"
After a while, Superboy-Prime seemed to get bored. He discarded the torn-up Duzun and glared fiercely at the boundless universe.
"Now that you've vented enough, let's go," Sinestro said coldly, his body floating. As he passed by Duzun's ravaged body, he casually dropped a Yellow Lantern Ring.
Duzun miserably gathered his own internal organs. Fortunately, his head hadn't been crushed by Superboy-Prime, otherwise, he truly couldn't have been saved.
Thanks to the grace of the yellow sun, Duzun was rapidly healing.
Duzun, with a gloomy expression, put on the Power Ring without a word.
"From the Anti-Matter universe, Duzun, you possess the power to instill great fear in others. Welcome to the Sinestro Legion!"
Duzun listened intently, his gaze sinister, his head lowered intently as he followed behind Sinestro.
"Isn't Lord Mobius coming?" A Yellow Lantern member quietly asked.
Sinestro paused and said to all the Legion members: "Mobius has other matters to attend to. He may not necessarily participate in our dispute with the Main universe. A mere Oa isn't worth Mobius personally intervening; we can achieve it ourselves."
A group of several thousand people sped through the Main universe, heading directly towards Oa.
Meanwhile, Mobius, whom the members of the Sinestro Legion were thinking of, also had a grim expression at this moment, black as the bottom of a pot.
He clearly perceived that Darkseid's aura had just appeared in the Anti-Matter universe and was approaching Qward at a snail's pace.
Even if it wasn't Darkseid himself, it definitely had to be related to Apokolips.
"Where on earth did the information leak from!!!" Mobius couldn't help but curse angrily.
(end of chapter)
