Chapter 310: Massacre

Night had fallen.

Jovian was enjoying a cheerful evening with his family.

"Jovian, Clark is about to have his third child, but you don't even have a girlfriend yet!"

Perhaps mothers everywhere worried about the same things. Martha looked at Jovian with concern written across her face.

"Don't worry."

"Finding a girlfriend would be incredibly easy for me."

Jovian gave Martha a helpless smile.

"Exactly, Mom. Jovian is a billionaire and the richest superhero in the world. Finding a girlfriend would be ridiculously easy for him. You really don't need to worry about that."

At Jovian's signal, Clark immediately began reassuring Martha.

"You were saying the same thing five years ago."

"Five years have passed, and I still haven't met Jovian's partner."

Martha sighed.

She no longer had to worry about food or money. Aside from practicing yoga every day and constantly being dragged away for medical examinations, she had few hobbies left.

Her only real wish was to see Jovian, her eldest son, find someone he truly loved.

"Martha, you're worrying unnecessarily."

"Every one of our children is exceptional. They each have their own path to follow. You can't interfere with their lives."

Jonathan walked over with a bottle of red wine and tried to reason with her.

"I only want to see my son settle down."

"Besides, Jovian must be tired. He deserves to experience an ordinary life too."

"My son has devoted his entire life to this world. Doesn't he deserve a beautiful partner?"

Martha frowned, her eyes filled with worry.

"Oh, of course. Our son absolutely deserves an ordinary life."

Seeing that Martha looked ready to cry, Jonathan helplessly shrugged.

It was true that the more someone was spoiled, the more sensitive they became. Martha had never been this unreasonable back when they lived on the farm.

"Sigh..."

Jonathan sighed, his expression filled with resignation.

That was how life worked. Every advantage came with a disadvantage, and every disadvantage was often accompanied by an advantage.

Their family now enjoyed luxuries that ordinary people could never experience in their entire lives.

They possessed so much, yet their hearts had somehow grown increasingly empty.

"Hahaha!"

"Let's stop thinking about depressing things. Cheers!"

Jovian gave Clark a meaningful look. The brothers immediately exchanged glances and raised their wineglasses.

"Cheers!"

Jonathan understood at once and raised the wine bottle in his hand.

"Cheers!"

When Martha saw everyone else raising their drinks, she felt as though something would be missing if she didn't join them, so she immediately lifted her glass as well.

Everyone drank their red wine together.

The entire family was enjoying a warm and harmonious evening.

"I need to use the bathroom."

"I'll leave things to you."

Jovian's ears twitched as though he had heard something. He immediately rose from his seat and gently patted Clark on the shoulder.

"Sure, go ahead."

Clark gave him an okay sign.

Jovian smiled faintly, walked through the front door, and headed outside.

"This is Suicide Squad Team A. We've reached the God Among Men's residence and are currently monitoring the situation inside."

"The entire Kent family is in the house."

"The God Among Men just left. It looks like he's going to the bathroom. Team B, continue monitoring from the rear."

Hidden in the dark bushes, a man wearing a dark-red uniform and a white mask observed everything inside the house through the targeting system mounted on his wrist.

"This is Team B responding to Team A. We have no visual on the God Among Men."

The man lying in the bushes soon heard Team B's response through his earpiece.

"Damn it..."

"Where the hell did he go?"

The man realized there was a very strong possibility that they had lost track of the God Among Men.

There was nothing amusing about that.

When a god suddenly disappeared, it meant someone was about to suffer.

"Excuse me."

"Are you looking for me?"

While the man searched desperately for any sign of Jovian, a quiet cough sounded behind him.

"Shit!"

The man cursed and immediately spun around, intending to fire the wrist-mounted gun at whoever was standing behind him.

"Wow, wow, wow..."

"What an impressive piece of equipment!"

The man had barely turned around when an overwhelming force seized his wrist before he could attack.

Jovian, dressed in his white uniform, held the wrist of the infamous marksman who never missed.

"Can I borrow it and play with it?"

Jovian looked down at the man in the white mask.

He recognized that mask.

It belonged to the famous Deadshot.

"..."

Deadshot gave no answer. His face twisted with strain as beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

"I'll take your silence as permission."

Jovian reached for the white device mounted on Deadshot's arm.

Since dismantling the equipment would have been too troublesome, Jovian simply removed the entire forearm.

"Ahhh!"

Deadshot's agonized scream combined with the bright-red blood spraying from the stump of his arm, creating a strangely beautiful image.

It was practically a work of art.

"Raaagh!"

As Deadshot screamed in pain, a hideous monster covered from head to toe in disgusting bumps burst from the forest behind Jovian.

It was Killer Croc.

"Wow, how terrifying..."

Jovian turned toward the charging reptilian monster and frowned.

The next moment, his eyes blazed with scorching light.

Sizzle!

A beam swept downward through Killer Croc's body, slicing him cleanly in half.

His two halves immediately separated as blood sprayed across the ground.

"My God!"

"This is what you expect us to fight? No human could ever defeat that thing!"

Captain Boomerang stared at Killer Croc, who had been instantly cut apart by heat vision, then at Deadshot, who had already fallen unconscious from blood loss.

Panic overwhelmed him.

All he wanted to do was escape.

"Fight! I implanted bombs in your heads! Anyone who refuses to fight will die!"

Amanda Waller's voice sounded in Captain Boomerang's ear, repeatedly ordering him to continue the battle.

"Fuck fighting! I'm getting the hell out of here!"

Captain Boomerang turned and started running.

Then...

Boom!

His head instantly exploded.

Blood and fragments splattered across Harley Quinn and Enchantress, who were standing fifteen feet away.

"Slurp..."

Harley Quinn lightly licked some of the red liquid before immediately making a disgusted face.

"That tastes fucking awful."

Her expression twisted in misery.

"Does it? I have something much better to drink. Interested?"

At some point, Jovian had appeared beside Harley Quinn and Enchantress.

"Of course I'm interested."

"But there's something weird inside my head, so I'm afraid I have no choice but to fight you."

Harley produced a baseball bat embedded with Kryptonite and swung it at Jovian.

Whoosh!

Jovian opened his mouth and gently blew against the bat.

It instantly froze solid.

"Huh?!"

Harley stared blankly at her frozen weapon.

Sizzle!

Before she could think any further, Jovian's heat vision completely destroyed the bat.

"Uh..."

Having lost her weapon, Harley froze in place.

"Ahhh!"

Nearby, Enchantress had already begun casting a spell. Waves of magical power erupted from her body.

Bang!

The next moment, Enchantress's head exploded.

Her headless body swayed before collapsing to the ground.

"That was a little messy."

Jovian withdrew the hand he had used to smash Enchantress's head.

He pulled out a white handkerchief and wiped the blood from his glove, but no matter how much he rubbed, he couldn't get it completely clean.

"Hey, handsome!"

While Jovian was dealing with Enchantress, Harley suddenly jumped onto him and pressed her lips against his.

They quickly became locked in a passionate kiss.

The next moment, however, Harley wrapped her tongue around something hard and slipped it into Jovian's mouth.

"Sweetie..."

"I hope you like my present."

Harley smiled at him.

Crunch. Crunch. Crunch.

Gulp.

"Not bad."

Jovian knew perfectly well that it was a piece of Kryptonite.

So what?

"You..."

"You aren't afraid of Kryptonite?!"

Harley was dumbfounded.

"What ever gave you the mistaken impression that I was afraid of Kryptonite?"

Jovian smiled while gently stroking Harley Quinn's hair.

"We're totally fucked."

After hearing his answer, Harley gave him a delighted smile.

She knew that the Suicide Squad was about to be completely wiped out.

"I'll come back for you later."

Jovian tossed Harley into the bushes and flew into the air.

"Run!"

"The God Among Men isn't vulnerable to Kryptonite!"

At the same time, Amanda Waller's warning sounded in Bloodsport's ear over Team B's comms.

"Fuck!"

Bloodsport cursed aloud.

If the God Among Men wasn't vulnerable to Kryptonite, that meant he had no weaknesses at all.

An invincible being was not something ordinary mortals like them could defeat.

"What happened?"

The others looked at Bloodsport in confusion.

"The situation has changed. We..."

Bloodsport looked grimly at his teammates, preparing to tell them that Kryptonite was useless against Jovian.

Boom!

Before he could finish, a figure descended from the sky with a thunderous roar.

"What is..."

Polka-Dot Man looked up in confusion.

Splat!

Before he could finish his question, Jovian landed directly on top of him.

Polka-Dot Man instantly became a beautiful puddle of blood beneath Jovian's feet.

"Good evening, everyone."

Jovian clasped his hands behind his back and greeted the remaining members of the Suicide Squad.

"King Shark!"

Bloodsport shouted toward the massive shark behind him.

"I'm coming..."

King Shark charged toward Jovian, his tiny eyes fixed on his target.

Boom!

Jovian casually punched the approaching shark.

King Shark's entire head was instantly blown apart. One of his eyes was squeezed out of his shattered skull and landed on Ratcatcher II.

"Ahhh!"

Ratcatcher II instinctively screamed at the bloody scenes unfolding before her.

One black rat after another immediately emerged from the forest.

The rats surged toward Jovian like an enormous black ocean.

Inhale.

Jovian took an enormous breath.

Then...

"AAAHHH!"

A strange sonic wave erupted from Jovian's mouth.

It was a sound no human being could produce.

Everyone near Jovian was instantly paralyzed and rendered unable to move.

Every rat's head exploded.

In an instant, the forest floor was covered with their corpses.

"..."

Ratcatcher II stood completely frozen.

Through her connection with the rats, she could sense that every rat within sixty miles of their position had died.

"Can you summon anything besides rats?"

"Let me think. Ants, perhaps?"

"Bees?"

"Or maybe... cockroaches?"

Jovian frowned as he walked over to Ratcatcher II and questioned her.

"..."

Ratcatcher II's body remained rigid as she slowly shook her head.

"Oh, what a shame."

Jovian raised his hand.

The forest gained one more dead rat.

This one was simply much larger than the others.

"And now..."

Jovian turned toward Bloodsport.

The mercenary was holding a grenade.

"Interesting."

Jovian instantly moved.

At the exact same moment, Bloodsport pulled the grenade's pin.

Then his hand disappeared.

"Ah..."

Bloodsport stared at the stump where his hand had been, his face twisted in pain.

Even so, he kept his eyes locked on Jovian.

That was no ordinary grenade.

It contained Kryptonite and an alien tranquilizer so powerful that a mere tenth of a milligram could paralyze a blue whale.

To deal with Jovian, they had prepared a full one hundred grams of the substance and converted it into sleeping gas.

Whoosh!

The moment Jovian held the grenade, thick green gas began pouring from it.

Inhale.

Faced with the enormous cloud, Jovian took a powerful breath through his nose.

The endless green mist was sucked into his stomach.

He then opened his mouth and slowly exhaled a thin stream of filtered white vapor.

"Now that had a decent kick."

Jovian frowned in apparent pleasure.

He then walked leisurely toward Bloodsport.

"Fuck..."

Bloodsport cursed under his breath.

He could only watch as Jovian's fist came crashing down.

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