Metropolis city center.
War had dyed the sky gray.
A metal giant, over three meters tall, was frantically stomping on Superman's chest.
The metal man, John Corben.
The basketball-sized kryptonite in his chest glowed green, pinning Superman down.
"It's over, alien."
Corben's voice, amplified, was filled with the thrill of victory.
"Today is your day to die!"
He raised his metallic giant fist high, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to the city's god.
The eyes of the world, through countless screens, were focused here.
Despair was spreading.
Just then.
A blinding white streak of light rapidly approached, cutting across the sky.
"Boom!!!"
A loud bang.
The white streak of light accurately struck between the metal man and Superman.
A terrifying shockwave, centered on the impact point, exploded outwards!
The metal man, weighing tens of tons, was uncontrollably sent flying over ten meters, landing clumsily on the ground.
Smoke and dust filled the air.
The global live broadcast footage shook wildly due to the violent tremor.
Moments later, the smoke and dust slowly dispersed.
A black-haired man's figure appeared in the center of the deep crater.
Tel-Rol.
He had arrived.
But he didn't even look at the metal giant.
He just lowered his head, looking at Clark Kent, who was half-kneeling on the ground, gasping for air.
Tel-Rol's face was filled with undisguised disdain.
"Just because of a broken rock?"
His voice, transmitted clearly through the fallen reporters' microphones, echoed across the world.
"You're ridiculously weak."
Clark struggled to lift his head.
He looked at his cousin, who had only recently arrived on Earth, and wanted to warn him to run.
But the kryptonite radiation prevented him from speaking a complete sentence.
"Get lost! What are you?!"
The metal man, whose plans had been disrupted, got up from the ground, utterly enraged.
He cranked the power of the kryptonite core in his chest to maximum!
"Buzz—!"
A green energy ray, several times thicker than before, carrying terrifying radiation capable of killing any Kryptonian, blasted towards Tel-Rol!
Green light engulfed him.
National City.
Kara screamed as she watched the screen.
"No—!"
Gotham, Batcave.
Bruce Wayne stared intently at the screen, his coffee cup creaking in his grip.
A.R.G.U.S. Headquarters.
Amanda Waller looked at the destructive green light, instinctively leaning back as if to distance herself from the fear.
LexCorp Tower penthouse.
Lex Luthor held a wine glass, a knowing smile on his face.
Another fool had died by his masterpiece.
The green light faded.
Tel-Rol still stood in place.
He even stretched and yawned.
What he had just experienced was not a deadly ray capable of genetic breakdown, but a warm and comfortable sunbath.
"Hmm?"
He twisted his neck, making a cracking sound.
"This heating is quite good."
The whole world was silent.
Metal Man Corben's electronic eyes flashed red error codes wildly, unable to process the information before them.
"Impossible... This is impossible!"
Tel-Rol finally shifted his attention from his weak cousin.
He turned to look at the huge tin can.
He slowly floated over.
"Stop! Don't come any closer!"
Corben felt an unprecedented fear, and he frantically fired kryptonite rays at Tel-Rol.
One after another.
Green energy beams continuously washed over Tel-Rol's body.
But he showed no intention of dodging.
He just floated over, letting the deadly light engulf him again and again, and emerge from it again and again.
Completely unharmed.
LexCorp Tower.
"Shatter!"
The wine glass in Lex Luthor's hand slipped to the ground, smashing into pieces.
The composure and smile on his face vanished.
His ultimate weapon against "gods."
His proud kryptonite, capable of killing Superman.
It had... failed in front of this man?
What was this?
Is this a Kryptonian?!
On the plaza.
Tel-Rol finally arrived in front of the metal man.
He looked at the iron lump, which was much taller than himself.
Corben was frozen in place, motionless, terrified.
Tel-Rol extended his right hand.
The motion was simple, brutal.
"Screech!"
The metal man's indestructible alloy chest was easily torn open, leaving a large hole.
Tel-Rol's hand plunged directly inside.
Then, under the gaze of the entire world.
He literally pulled out the basketball-sized kryptonite, which was still frantically emitting radiation.
The metal man, having lost its energy core, stopped moving, its heavy body crashing to its knees.
Tel-Rol held the huge green crystal up to his eyes.
He examined it for a moment, as if appraising a work of art.
"How many jade bracelets could this make?"
As his words fell.
He clenched his five fingers tightly.
"Crack—!"
That kryptonite, which Lex Luthor regarded as a treasure and was priceless.
Cracks spread wildly across the crystal's surface.
"Thump!"
A dull thud.
It was crushed into a myriad of flying green powder in Tel-Rol's hand!
A breeze blew past.
The substance that was once the Kryptonians' greatest nightmare scattered, drifting away, and disappearing into the air.
Tel-Rol blew away the green powder as if dusting off his palm.
He glanced at the pile of motionless scrap metal at his feet.
"Annoying."
He casually threw a punch.
It was such an unadorned punch.
The metal man's massive body was directly sent flying, breaking through the clouds, becoming a small black dot in everyone's vision, and finally disappearing above the blue stratosphere.
After doing all this.
He turned around.
As if sensing something.
His eyes accurately looked at the main camera that was broadcasting live globally.
On the other end of the camera, a person was staring intently at him.
And so.
Tel-Rol revealed a playful smile.
A pure smile, devoid of any impurities, like someone who had found a new toy.