A lightning-fast attack would hit the Pacific Ocean three days later.
The Justice League was originally supposed to go directly to the rebel base, but for some reason, Kong Kenan had learned of their arrival in advance.
He had brought his allies to the Pacific area early, engaging the Justice League in battle.
The intense combat caused the entire sea to boil and churn.
Kong Kenan, draped in a black cloak, fought with Clark.
They exchanged blows, each punch delivering world-shaking force, sending enormous splashes of water dozens of meters high and stirring the entire sea.
Kong Kenan wielded a Kryptonite sword that was forged from almost all the remaining Kryptonite in the world, aiming to drive it into Clark's chest.
However, Clark had already seized Kong Kenan's neck before the sword could be lifted.
The two superheroes, each capable of destroying the Earth, flew supersonically through the air.
Kong Kenan struggled in Clark's grip, attempting to raise his sword, but Clark pressed his head down, smashing him through the city from above the ocean.
They crashed into the Oriental Pearl Tower, breaking it in half, and slammed into the ground!
Clark forced Kong Kenan's face into a deep crater, then crushed the Kryptonite sword with his palm.
"I once allowed you to use my powers," Clark's eyes burned crimson, heat vision scorching two black holes near Kong Kenan's ears, "But now I'm taking them back. Go back to your studies, live as a normal student, be an ordinary person. I will not allow you to use my powers to defy me anymore—"
"Clark!"
A call from a companion halted Clark's movements for a moment.
Behind him, Cyborg descended from the sky.
Cyborg's expression was grim.
He hurried forward, activating several holographic screens on his arm, with streams of information flashing through his electronic eyes.
"I just received news that while we were away, the Avengers launched an attack on the Washington headquarters."
Clark spun around abruptly, releasing Kong Kenan as if he were a broken kite, and flew to Cyborg's side, his eyes burning with fierce anger.
In an instant, his super hearing enveloped the globe like an invisible net, capturing billions of sounds into his auditory nerves.
Within a nanosecond, amidst the cacophony, he pinpointed the one voice he was searching for—
His eyes flared with even greater rage!
An explosion of sound erupted as the white figure rocketed into the sky like a missile, vanishing into the clouds in the blink of an eye.
His speed approached that of light, and in the next moment, he appeared at the Justice League headquarters in Manhattan.
The newly constructed complex had been severely damaged, having just endured a fierce bombardment.
The main building had collapsed halfway, exposing broken floors and shattered steel beams like an anatomical cross-section of a body.
Clark flew directly into the wreckage.
—He saw Angemon lying among the rubble and debris.
His eight pristine silver wings lay weakly over the Angemon's body, one of which had been broken by an external force, nearly torn from the back, connected only by a small strip of skin.
Clark's hands trembled as he picked him up.
"Soren…"
He used his X-ray vision to scan the Angemon's body.
There were multiple fractures, with the most dangerous being a broken rib that was about to pierce into his lung.
The Angemon weakly opened his eyes in Clark's arms, the light of evolution shimmering like butterflies fluttering away.
… In the light, Soren reverted to his human form.
Even in his human form, he was still severely injured.
His face was pale from blood loss, and the once soft, rosy lips had lost their color.
He lay in Clark's arms, trembling slightly from the pain, "Clark…"
With each breath, Clark could see the broken rib moving towards his lung.
Clark was engulfed in unprecedented panic and fury.
"How dare they… how dare they."
The enraged demigod was on the brink of madness.
His sclerae were suddenly filled with bloodshot veins, and his aura changed dramatically, so terrifying it made people instinctively kneel before him.
He held Soren and repeatedly used his X-ray vision to check Soren's body, fearful of missing any wounds.
Soren struggled to breathe, trying to lift his hand to pull up his cape as he used to, "Fortress of Solitude… Clark, go…"
—His life was hanging by a thread, and only the Kryptonian healing matrix in the Fortress of Solitude could quickly heal his wounds.
"Fortress of Solitude…" Clark murmured, his eyes vacant, "Yes, I'll take you to the Fortress of Solitude. I can heal you, you'll be alright soon, you won't leave me."
Clark carefully lifted him up.
Behind a half-wall of the wreckage, Billy looked on with uncertainty, supporting himself with one hand against the wall.
His gaze met Soren's in the air, where Soren's pleading eyes made a barely perceptible shake of his head.
The black combat boots stepped onto the ancient, unmelting frost of the Arctic.
Clark's white cape blended seamlessly with the icy expanse in the howling blizzard.
He carefully carried Soren into the Fortress of Solitude.
The healing matrix, a product of Kryptonian technology, could rapidly repair all damage to carbon-based life forms.
It was originally designed by Kryptonians for treating and sustaining life signs.
He placed Soren into the regeneration matrix, bent down, and stroked Soren's hair, trying to comfort him in a soothing tone, "Don't worry, it will be fine soon. The healing matrix will heal your wounds."
Soren lay in the regeneration matrix, his head and feet covered by the soft white light emitted by the matrix crystals.
He stared at Clark without blinking, and due to the rib fracture, he was still wincing with every breath, "I'm fine, Clark—don't be sad. Aren't you going to Asia? How is the situation there?"
"Don't talk," Clark said, still worriedly using his X-ray vision to monitor Soren's broken rib, placing his finger gently over Soren's lips.
His gaze fell on Soren's face.
The white light illuminated Soren's face, turning the fine, natural fuzz on his skin into a ghostly white.