Chapter 213: No Existence

Oregon.

A military base that has been destroyed by nuclear explosions, the surface covered in radiation from the nuclear blasts, twisted human corpses burned black, dilapidated military buildings, various abandoned fighter jets and tanks, this place is now nothing but ruins beyond human touch.

A figure concealed its form, carrying a sophisticated biological instrument with one hand, traversing the radiation-covered area, entering the central area effortlessly, lifting a protective barrier weighing over three hundred thousand tons, and flying towards the elevator shaft, descending 700 meters deep into the hidden underground military fortress.

Although it was brightly lit here, the contamination of nuclear radiation had been cut off, but there was not a single human being.

There, in the hall, were only Superman, Clark Kent, peacefully sleeping with his strong physique exposed, attached with various guiding magnetic pieces.

Around the hall were four huge spatial distortion pillars, stabilizing the collapsing space, and an originally flat spatial dimension slowly rotating in the ceiling, like the rotation of a basic universe.

This was a parallel universe opened by Jor-El, guided by the flow of countless energies.

Clark lay calmly on the operating table, above which was a distorted spatial dimension oozing strange energy, guided into Superman's body, developing and strengthening his potential with every moment.

Soon, Jor-El believed, he would be able to kill H'el.

Jor-El revealed his figure, a tall and sturdy gray body with a diamond frame deeply engraved on his chest, inside of which was an "S", his face solemn and resolute. He came from the surface, carrying a sophisticated biological instrument in his hand, and walked to the side, placing the instrument down.

Since rescuing his son from the Fortress of Solitude, Jor-El had been hiding with his son, hiding all over the world, afraid of being found by H'el.

But unexpectedly, several bases he had carefully designed for transfer and blurring vision had no effect at all.

Because H'el didn't even look for him. He had faced the most powerful Green Lantern Corps and divine legions from the universe directly, engaged in a decisive battle. Where was the time to care about Jor-El? Therefore, Jor-El, finally, came to a military base that had been bombed in Oregon, hiding himself and Superman 700 meters underground, developing Kal's potential.

Jor-El had just gone out and saw the news, learning that during that time, he had been constantly fleeing from the air force.

Especially when he saw H'el establish the new Krypton, Jor-El's heart stirred with complex emotions.

The new Krypton was not established by him, which was a regret for him.

"Kal... You are Krypton!" Jor-El looked at Superman on the operating table with complex eyes.

The great cause he entrusted to his son had been abandoned by Kal. The great cause that should have been completed by the El family, establishing a new Krypton, had also been abandoned by him.

Now seeing the new Krypton established by H'el, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, a mixture of jealousy, anger, hatred... and a sense of relief in his own inability to deal with Krypton.

Krypton... finally, it was not completely lost and disappeared.

But he still believed that his son was the essence of Krypton, that everything was within the body of his son.

Even if H'el established the new Krypton, it was not truly Krypton.

It was merely a kingdom bearing the name of Krypton, not the true Krypton.

In Jor-El's eyes flashed hatred and ambition, greed and pride, resignation and contempt. The true Krypton was his son!

"H'el! Everything of yours will ultimately be achieved by Kal."

Jor-El's solemn and righteous face looked towards his son, smiling.

His son would be the ultimate victor.

Giving him a chance to breathe at this moment.

"Is that so?"

Suddenly, H'el's voice and face appeared in Jor-El's mind like a bell tolling.

...

The Moon.

Command room of the Zero Universal Mothership.

"H'el!!!"

Cery screamed in terror, trying desperately to grab H'el's arm, only to find that she was holding onto nothing.

H'el seemed like a projection, visible but intangible, and was gradually fading away.

She panicked, desperately trying to touch H'el, but her efforts were in vain.

H'el reached out and looked at his own palm, gradually fading away. If it weren't for Cery's sudden scream, he wouldn't have noticed that he was... disappearing?

"Such a simple yet deadly attack."

H'el lowered his hand and looked at Cery, who was terrified. "Wait for me to come back."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a change within H'el's body.

H'el also had the ability to manipulate the movement of time.

Previously, Barry's speedster abilities had greatly benefited him in awakening his ability to manipulate time.

H'el had once stored Barry's speedster abilities within his own body.

During the cosmic wars and battles against cosmic guardians and gods, H'el's body was pierced to shreds by the infinite arrows of Artemis, causing his speedster abilities to dissipate into nothingness.

The ability to manipulate time also temporarily ceased to awaken.

But now, in this critical moment, the instinctive urge for self-preservation began to stir deep within, albeit requiring energy and coordinates related to time travel.

In fact, H'el didn't necessarily want to awaken his time abilities.

Because manipulating time is not safe.

He never wanted to delve into or necessarily use time travel to go back and kill enemies who were once equals but were mere children at the time.

From the moment you start time-traveling, every subtle vibration during the journey to the past will give birth to parallel universes. Just starting to go back in time, not knowing how many parallel universes will be created to offset the impact of your single time travel.

This kind of impact is irreversible and difficult to control.

The changes that will occur as a result will far exceed what you intend to do, and you are unlikely to succeed in your final intentions.

For a single individual's consciousness to try to manipulate time is a delusional idea. Organisms are absolutely incapable of balancing the destructive nature of the universe and time.

But this time, wanting to time-travel and kill his own childhood nemesis could succeed.

H'el felt an instinctual message that no parallel universes would be created.

That meant he didn't exist in this universe, so the universe wouldn't spawn parallel universes because his past self was killed.

This was highly illogical and contradicted his understanding of temporal movement.

"I clearly exist in this universe, so how could I not exist in this universe?"

That meant he shouldn't exist in this universe.

"I don't exist in this universe, I wasn't born in time... Why?"

H'el's eyes flickered with deep contemplation, his instinct warning him frantically that his death was imminent, and his form was becoming increasingly translucent.

In the next moment, H'el made contact with the psychic power within Jor-El's body and saw Jor-El's experiences and thoughts during this time.

"Is that so?"

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