69novels Chapter 141 A loving father and a filial son
Chapter 141 A loving father and a filial son
Chapter 141 A loving father and a filial son
"Ouch!"
Just as Joe Al was getting up, seemingly unable to dodge in time, he was punched so hard that he saw stars.
He pretended to fall.
Kara, who was behind Joey, quickly stepped forward and helped her uncle up.
"What are you doing, Karl El?! He is..."
After considering her words for a moment, Kara added:
"...Your father!"
Joey raised his fist as if to punch: "Don't you Kryptonians have a concept of a rebellious phase?"
Kara quickly stepped forward and grabbed the man tightly to prevent further physical altercation between the father and son.
"Karl, calm down!"
What should have been a reunion between father and son turned into a farcical scene of filial piety gone wrong.
This made the already tense situation even more bizarre.
Joe: The guards behind El were clearly adopting an aggressive stance.
Cyborg and Hawkgirl were poised to strike, while Batman frowned and silently took a step back.
If a fight breaks out, he'll definitely be the first to run away.
When Batman faked his death to escape, the Bat-family would at most demolish half of Wayne Tower in order to seize a Bat-Cape.
As far as I remember, when Clark Kent really died, the Incredibles really tore down half of Metropolis in their fight for the Superman cape.
I've only been in this world for a week, how did things get to this point?
With only one watchtower remaining and his foundation completely destroyed, Batman now felt the urgency of time. Was it too late to build the Batsuit from scratch?
Fiora once again crept up like a shadow, twisting her wrist to reveal the dagger hidden in her side. However, this time the dagger did not flash with a dangerous purple light.
The Pain Matrix is a dangerous weapon; she simply wanted to teach this young man a lesson, to make him have at least some respect for his biological father, the chief ruler of the Kryptonian Empire.
Long before Archbishop Ron Zal, the chief of the Kryptonian High Council, died by suicide, Fiora was already the fearsome "Tiger of House El" and the right-hand woman of Jor-El, the leader of "Sword of Raoh".
Compared to other Kryptonians, her body is small and flexible, but her actions and personality can be described as cruel and ruthless.
As a natural-born warrior and assassin, she was faster than anyone else could react. By the time Joey, who was fighting with Karas, noticed her, the dagger was already at his shoulder.
For a Kryptonian, the outer shoulder is a very safe position; a stab with a dagger can temporarily disable the opponent by a small amount of their offensive ability without endangering their life.
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The expected sensation of the dagger piercing through muscle and bone did not come; instead, the dagger, having pierced flesh, produced a metallic clang the instant it touched bone.
These superficial injuries were no longer enough for Joey, who had recently been bathing in a sea of green lights of willpower, to cause him even the slightest pain.
He didn't know whether this was good or bad. Logically speaking, pain should be a strong proof that a living being is still alive and the ultimate insurance. Was he still alive?
With a casual swing, Joey sent Fiora and the still-stunned Kara flying. The dagger broke apart under the immense force of the blow, leaving only half of the blade embedded in Joey's chest.
"Fiora, are you alright? I already told you, don't worry about what's in front of me... *Hiss*..."
Once he regained his footing, Joe Al lowered his right hand from his face, revealing a clear dark circle under his eye. Joey's punch to the face had been quite forceful.
He looked at Joey, and even though he was still gritting his teeth from the punch to the face, he couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes:
"It really is you, Karl El, my son!"
What lies before me is definitely not a pirated copy of the otherworldly entity I saw inside the watchtower through X-ray vision.
Joe Al could tell this with the eyes of a scientist just by glancing at it.
He cautiously approached and reached out to pull the broken blade of the dagger stuck in his son's shoulder. The wound healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Jor El was convinced that the son before him was the most perfect Kryptonian creation from ancient mythology.
That was what he thought in his heart, but when he actually said it, it was something else entirely:
"Look at you, you've grown into such a resilient warrior. If your mother could see you now, she would be so proud of you."
Having vented his anger over Starfire's injury by punching Joe Al, Joey, who couldn't just turn against him, understood the underlying meaning in his words:
"if?"
"You left Krypton too early; you need to gradually accept many things."
Jor-El wiped away his tears and patted the 'S' emblem on his son's chest, the sigil of the El family, the most prestigious symbol on Krypton. But this emblem, representing supreme honor, could not prevent misfortune from befalling his family.
"To me, your mother Laura was indeed a strong and brave woman. Karl El, that's the name she gave you, her newborn child, at the last moment of her life."
"An unexpected postpartum hemorrhage left me helpless. She couldn't make it through, and you are the most precious legacy she left to this world and to me."
"At that time, Krypton was already on the verge of destruction, and I had not yet found a way to reverse the deterioration of Krypton's core. I had no choice but to send you out of Krypton as soon as possible."
"I know all of this is very unfamiliar to you, and you may feel lost and confused, not knowing whether you should be sad."
Seeing Joey stunned, Joe Al opened his arms and pulled him into his embrace, gently patting his back:
"But it's okay. We can slowly make up for the twenty years that you and I have lost."
Joey, who was being held in Joe Al's arms, had a furrowed brow and was also feeling complicated.
The blood ties he felt a vague sadness about his birth mother's death, even though she was a complete stranger to him, separated by twenty years or hundreds of light-years.
What puzzles me most is how much of what Joe Al said, which seems to be a genuine expression of emotion, is actually true.
At least in the story he told himself, he couldn't explain why his other half, the Kryptonian, wasn't a normal Kryptonian.
Or is it the most twisted Kryptonian doomsday?
Kara's attitude toward Joe Al is also quite intriguing.
As Joe Al's niece, Kara was clearly afraid of him.
Why would someone like that only treat me kindly?
Just because he is his biological son?
Well, that reason is actually quite valid.
Joey didn't want to start scheming on the very first day of their father-son reunion, but he really had no other choice.
Why not test now how much influence you, as the "son," have on the other person?
Does the other person truly love me, or are they just playing the family card like I am?
"...Father."
Joey asked the first question that concerned him, a question he had been wanting to ask ever since he flew back to Earth:
"What are you doing, dragging us all here while searching for something all over Earth in your stealth spaceship?"