Clark gets his powers back! Lazarus Pit!

"Secretly ruling over Gotham, the Court of Owls created undying 'Talons' as their minions using magical amber gold."

David's eyes flickered.

However, the amber gold, while capable of bringing people back to life and increasing their strength and agility, had a slow effect.

It required embedding the amber gold into the body and allowing it to fuse with blood and cells year after year while freezing the body. Only then could a person be revived.

"The process is too slow; we can consider it as a last resort. Another method—the Lazarus Pit!"

He lifted the pale and unconscious Eric, planning to return to the town first to check on his father's condition as he was worried.

"Although we'll have to come back to Gotham later, I can travel between the two places in just a few minutes at full speed."

For ordinary people, it would take several hours to travel between the two cities by car, but for him, it was no different from going to a nearby supermarket.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Leaving the hotel, David burst through the sound barrier, moving at a speed faster than the fastest reconnaissance jet on Earth, and arrived at the Smallville hospital in less than three minutes.

He left Eric on the rooftop and found his father's ward.

Creak.

"David."

As the hospital room door opened, David saw his mother Martha, who had been by her husband's side, her eyes teary, and her face pale. She held her husband's rough hand, guarding him, and her voice trembled as she called out.

"Mother."

David frowned with some worry and went ahead and held his mother in a hug.

His father lay on the hospital bed, unconscious, with pale lips and a high fever, leaving him in a hazy state. It was heart-wrenching to see him in this condition.

"My child, have I told you about the first time I met your father?"

The hospital had just discovered that Jonathan was poisoned by an unknown toxin, and his body was deteriorating, with the possibility of a life-threatening situation within a day.

Martha touched her husband's face with tearful eyes and said sadly.

"He was studying accounting class at Metropolis University and sat by the fountain, dressed in some denim and eating an apple."

"I asked him for notes, and he didn't know that I had already taken notes myself."

"That was our first meeting. I thought about marrying him, but I never imagined what our last meeting would be like..."

"It will be all right, Mom. I already have a way to cure Dad!"

Listening to the bittersweet memories from his mother, David gently held her while his father lay unconscious on the hospital bed and interrupted her downcast thinking.

He looked at Clark from over the shoulder, with doubts in his eyes, asking through his eyes, 'Didn't I ask you to comfort Mother, why is mom still so sad?'

Kyla was also on the side of the room, while Clark had a downcast expression.

His younger brother didn't tell him anything, only saying that there was a way, but didn't reveal anything. It was really hard to believe him or to convince Ma.

His father, usually optimistic and strong like a bull, now lay in bed, his lips turning white, and his high fever causing confusion, which was heartbreaking.

"Son, is there really a way?" Martha's voice trembled as she wiped her tears.

"In the world, there is a spring called the Lazarus Pit that can heal wounds, preserve youth, and even bring back the dead to life."

In the room, David looked at his father on the hospital bed and said in a serious tone.

[Kyla's Doubt +0.11, Joy +0.10...]

Seeing Kyla's joy after he mentioned the method of rescue, he realized that the poison might not have been her doing. He had suspected her wrongly, and the thought flashed through his mind.

"Lazarus? I remember that it's a character from the 'Bible, the Gospel of John.' He was critically ill and resurrected after Jesus prayed for him."

Hearing his brother describe the spring's exaggerated effects, Clark opened his mouth, feeling that it was too fantastical.

Was his brother making things up to comfort them?

Sadness also filled Martha as she also felt doubts.

"There are many miraculous things in this world that surpass human understanding, but they are not illusions."

David implied, and he believed that his mother and Clark, as well as Kyla, understood what he meant.

"Some people may have discovered the spring's ability to revive the dead and named it the Lazarus Pit."

However, there was one thing he didn't mention—the Lazarus Pit's water had side effects.

If used excessively, it would deepen a person's dark side.

'So, we have to find the Lazarus Pit before the toxin causes severe harm to the body or, at least, before father passes away.'

A hint of coldness flashed in David's eyes.

Using the Lazarus Pit to bring someone back to life would undoubtedly lead to some influence. However, a slight use to clear toxins from the body shouldn't be a problem.

"Kyla, thank you for this. You've been a great help in investigating Jonathan's situation and finding out the cause."

David turned to Kyla, who had rushed to the hospital to help when she heard about Jonathan's condition. He paused for a moment before continuing.

"Please stay here with my mother. Clark and I will be back before dark."

Although he still didn't believe in any prophecy, Kyla's willingness to help them this time was genuine.

"Clark, come with me."

After speaking, he grabbed Clark's hand and flew away after picking up Eric from the rooftop.

Leaving the hospital, they arrived at an outlying power plant.

"This time, saving Father will probably require your speed."

The Lazarus Pit wasn't in this country.

"Use my speed?"

Suddenly, Clark shook his head and his vision blurred as he was brought into the power plant by David, feeling a little dizzy.

Also before, he couldn't do anything, and it was his brother who found a way to save their father, let alone using his speed, he was even willing to give up his powers permanently.

"What happened to him now?"

When he turned his head and saw Eric lying on the ground pale and in a coma, turned to his brother, suspecting that his brother had turned him into a vegetable again.

"He passed out from wearing the meteorite ring for too long."

David handed the meteor ring to Clark and asked him to hold Eric's hand. He then tore off a cable and handed it to Clark.

Crackle!

As Clark crouched down to check on Eric's condition, he instinctively took the item his brother gave him, but only after turning his head did he realize that it was a sparking high-voltage cable.

"David?"

He widened his eyes; now he had lost his abilities and his brother passed him a cable, he was feeling very aggrieved.

Before he could throw away the cable, the high-voltage current passed through his and Eric's bodies. The Kryptonite ring on Eric's finger emitted a green glow, and the visible electric current turned green.

"Ah... Ah... Ah..."

With his muscles twitching and his body electrified, Clark let out a scream.

After the painful episode, he opened his eyes and felt his powers restored. He threw away the cable and looked at his strong hands, feeling pleasantly surprised.

Normally, regaining his powers would make Clark not make happy because he had been doing well these days without them, but now his brother said that saving their father's life required his abilities.

"Weren't you acting too hastily just now?"

Though he got his powers back, Clark couldn't help but question his brother's actions. Who knows if he could get back his ability like this and not just turn into charcoal?

"Believe in yourself; you have great potential within you."

David took off the Kryptonite ring and put it away, comforting Clark with a pat on his shoulder.

Superman was almost like DC's son; as long as it was not outrageous, he could handle almost anything. Worst-case scenario, he could toss the body into the sun for a while.

Clark wanted to say something but hesitated.

It was a good thing that his brother believed in him, but for some reason, he felt a little anxious.

He felt that his brother shouldn't place too much trust in him.

"Ah! My heart, it hurts so much..."

Suddenly, Eric woke up, puzzled by why the Kent brothers were in front of him. The intense pain in his heart felt like it was burning and about to explode, making it hard for him to think.

"Eric, what's wrong?"

Clark asked hurriedly, but Eric couldn't answer. His blood rushed uncontrollably, and his forehead veins bulged. He spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed without any signs of life.

"David?"

"Don't look at me; I didn't do anything."

Seeing Eric suddenly die, David frowned.

Perhaps this was the price of obtaining the power of a god on Earth?

"Maybe a trace of the energy remained in him. Without your physique, he couldn't withstand that energy."

Clark's ability allowed Eric's cells to absorb solar energy, but without his strong physique, the energy acted as a death sentence.

"Let's not worry about him for now. We need to go to Gotham."

"Gotham?" Clark quickly turned his head, focusing on the matter related to his unconscious father rather than the current situation.

His brother had just been to Gotham.

"There's someone there who should be able to tell us the exact location of the Lazarus Pit."

David looked in Gotham's direction.

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