After Eric removed the Armozor armor, he sat down on the ground as if he was exhausted. The hall was already in a mess, with glass slag from the glass display cabinet and the broken ceiling scattered all over the ground. Some novel technology exhibits were unfortunately affected by the battle and were dismembered. However, compared to Tony Stark, the organizer, Peter looked even more painful for this.

"So what just happened?" Tony wiped his sweat and asked, "How did you get rid of control?"

Eric gasped and said, "Asiamozhu armor...it is not just a machine. It has said before that it has its own consciousness and is closely connected with my consciousness. Just now I could hear a vague sound whispering in its system, forcibly taking over the armor and directing it to do whatever it wants, but just now I guess it was my own will that overshadowed that voice and regained control of the armor...it was that simple."

"So does this mean I don't have to be careful when you'll give me a punch?" Spider-Man asked.

"I'm sorry about that," Eric said, "but yes, they can't get rid of my armor as long as I focus. One more thing..."

"...I think I just went backwards to where the roughly position of those guys was."

Utah, in the desert.

The red and blue afterimage swept across the ground, and a long string of yellow dust was dragged behind him. From a distance, it looked like a fierce cavalry coming from the dust.

That's Superman, he's here to find the answer.

"What is that on the radar? Is it a bird?"

The voice of a soldier penetrated the disguise of layers of thick rocks, and spread across several kilometers to Superman's thousand miles of ears.

"Or airplane?" Another voice sounded, "Hell, in a time when the world is still normal, we will definitely think it's an airplane, but no, we know that it's you, Superman, and we also know that you can hear us, even though I'm not sure how far you are from here. Come here, come over this mountain, and I'm here to wave to you."

The guy didn't lie, Superman's super vision crossed the mountain and really saw a burly and strong veteran general in a military green uniform waved at him.

General Ryan, one of the most hated Superman guys on earth, was very unfortunately also the father of Superman's girlfriend Louise Ryan, and an American war hero.

Superman's figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, General Ryan had already landed in front of the mountain. The moment he landed, the waves of three people were raised.

"What's underneath this, General Ryan?" Superman asked coldly.

"Good morning, Superman, too." General Ryan seemed calm in the face of Superman's pressure, and even slowly stirred a cup of coffee in his hand. "I can only assume that you learned my location from my daughter Louise. You are very close, aren't you? Unfortunately, she and I are not that close. But when she was still young, I often read fairy tales to her."

"I'm not here to chat about family matters, General." Superman said coldly.

General Ryan ignored him, tasted coffee, and continued on his own: "It's interesting that she always misunderstood the meaning of the story. I remember a story about two roosters, two overlords of the farm, one morning they met each other. They fought for a long time, pecked with their mouths and claws, and they fought in the mud and dust for nearly an hour. Guess what happened in the end? An old fox came in and broke their necks and turned them all into their own supper."

Superman frowned: "We don't need to fight, General."

General Ryan chuckled: "Ha! You are exactly the same as hers, and you have never understood the end of the story. Because the two roosters in this story are you, boy, and what you are looking for here..."

He stopped at this point and gently threw away the spoon covered with black coffee.

The moment the spoon landed, the ground began to vibrate violently. Flying dust emerged from the cracks in the cracks, and yellow dust almost covered the sun. Countless high-tech heavy weapons that were unheard of by the big men in the White House rose from the ground. A whole heavy army armed to the teeth suddenly emerged, surrounding the Superman in the middle, and the black muzzles pointed at him.

"...What you are looking for is the fox that saw the ghost." General Ryan said proudly, "You must be wondering where we got so many new toys, right? Look at this, the 'Super Gravity Photon Generator', or rather the black hole laser, we even have black hole bullets, a small rocket with a caliber of fifty, which is loaded with these light bullets. I'm not scaring you, boy, this is all designed for you.

"Your subordinates lied to me at the satellite wreckage." Superman clenched his fists and his pupils began to turn red. "I saw that handprint, General, if I were you, I would honestly explain what was going on."

General Ryan had been in trouble with Superman for a long time, and could remain calm, but his subordinates could not. A soldier saw Superman's reaction and shouted in panic: "He is charging up! Open fire!"

In an instant, all the heavy weapons fired together, and various novel energy beams instantly surrounded Superman in the middle.

"Hey, I haven't called on fire yet, idiot!" General Ryan yelled.

"Sorry, General, I thought..."

"Forget it, it's just a matter of starting the game. It doesn't matter. Beat me hard!" General Ryan shouted.

The overclocked sound waves are as sharp and harsh as a cat scratching the glass with its paws, and no one can hear these high-frequency sound waves except Superman. He covered his ears in pain, providing countless super hearings on weekdays, but now his brain is in pain as if it is about to explode.

But he could not fight back. An unknown energy beam hit him, as if he was sucking into his body. Superman could feel the solar energy in his body flowing violently along the blood vessels uncontrollably, and blood almost boiled. The red and hot energy filled his eyes, like a beast that had left the limit of anger and tried to break out of the cage. Superman knew very well what kind of damage his power would cause if it exploded. He tried his best to suppress the loss of control of the power, and blood was overflowing from the corners of his eyes and eardrums.

General Ryan is right. They have really studied Superman thoroughly. He was beaten not because he couldn't win, but because he was afraid that the power he was about to control accidentally killed someone.

"He's going to make a move!" a soldier shouted, "Prepare for the next move!"

A row of blue cannon tubes were charged together, and the current overflowed from the energy tubes on both sides. The whistling beam was like a curtain covering the sky and pounced towards Superman.

At this moment, the ground exploded with a "bang", and a afterimage rushed out from the ground, blocking Superman as majestic as a hill. With a light wave, the blue beam was easily dissipated by him.

Superman wiped the blood off his face and gasped violently. When he looked up, he saw the black figure through the cooling retina, and his body was filled with red energy stripes.

It was the guy who just scrapped two sets of Iron Man armor on Sanfei.

"Enough." The black guy said quietly, "I will take over Superman. I have been waiting for this day for a long time."
Chapter completed!