A Look at Superman's Aliens

The escape capsule floats in the universe, like a spark that refuses to go out. Ji Xiaobai huddled in the cabin, his face was burnt black, but his fingers were tightly holding a sword - the one that could split the void. "Dad, I stepped on the star bones you left behind." He coughed up a mouthful of blood and smiled. Outside is the death order of the God of War, and the darkness that devours everything. Inside, there is a childhood recording that is played repeatedly: "Xiao Bai, it's time to go home for dinner..." The small core suddenly lights up: "There is an abnormal signal ahead." "Another trap?" He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "No." The mechanical voice paused, "It's the frequency of your home star." He froze. The sound resonated with the mask fragments. The bronze mask stuck to the palm of his hand, cold, but a dialect came out: "Baby, what are you afraid of, charge forward." The universe is so cold that it freezes time. But the fire in his body was burning more and more intensely. The monster roared in the star stream, and the God of War sneered: "Is an ant worthy of wielding a sword?" Ji Xiaobai rushed into the storm, and the sword light tore through the void. "I'm not an ant," he hissed, "I'm here to collect debts." Who says mortals can't defy heaven? He stepped on his father's broken star, listened to the whispers of his hometown, and fought all the way to the throne of God. This isn't just revenge. It's the fire that ignites people's hearts.