Superman Termination Manual

Ke Yongzhu glanced at her, not saying anything. At home, he only listened to his eldest sister, ignoring his other brothers completely.

"Big sis, can you not coddle him so much? His rotten temper is all because of you," Ke Mingye turned his head, glancing at Bai Qiuwu.

"Alright, stop picking on your brother."

As Bai Qiuwu was speaking, she finished her orange juice and was about to pass the remote control to Ke Yongzhu.

Just then, the TV screen changed, and the voice of the host changed as well. Bai Qiuwu stared at the TV, her slender right hand suddenly tightened around the remote control slightly but didn't continue to pass it to Ke Yongzhu.

A buzzing sound like the flapping of gigantic wings came from the TV, it was a pair of pitch-black wings rapidly swirling in the night.

This noise drew the attention of everyone on the sofa, who looked toward the TV where the interior of a helicopter was in view.

A reporter standing bent over in the helicopter aimed the camera at the city below, shouting into the microphone:

"Breaking news! The superhuman criminal 'Ghost Tree' has appeared in the densely populated center of Huanjing and has now climbed to the top of Huanjing Tower!"

"Another superhuman crime incident?"

Ke Mingye muttered, following the camera's view to a high tower constructed of steel that stood in the center of the city.

At the very top of the tower, around twelve stories high, stood a blurry, minute figure. The helicopter's searchlight fell on him, making his profile pale and sharp.

As the camera zoomed in, Ke Mingye could finally see the full figure of the silhouette.

He was completely naked, showing clearly human contours, but his chest was embedded with a complex assortment of plants. Vines and thorns spread from the heart, enveloping all of his limbs. Most noticeably, antelope-like horns thrust skyward from both sides of his forehead, and these proud, curved horns framed him like a sinister deity.

Before Ke Mingye could react, the man had already leaped from the top of the tower, and cries of surprise and screaming came from the crowd on the streets below.

The camera continued to focus on the non-human creature. His figure, leaping from the top, continuously rotating in the air, brushing against the cold wind, created a chilling trail of fire-red behind him, cold and blood-like.

Subsequently, he slowly coiled into a ball, his muscles fluttering and swelling, as if about to be torn apart by the strong currents created by his rapid descent.

Finally, he crashed heavily onto the ground amidst the roaring screams of the crowd below.

"Bang—!" Accompanied by a deafening noise, numerous cracks spread out, creating a deep crater about three meters deep.

"It's 'Ghost Tree'!"

Within the densely packed crowd, someone pointed at the figure that had landed and yelled.

Ke Mingye had tried before, only by seeing the target with his own eyes could he show detailed information about them; if using live TV broadcasts, only partial information appeared before his eyes.

But that was enough, at that moment the information of that uninvited guest was already in his eyes.

[Code Name: A-Level Wanted Criminal · Ghost Tree]

[Name: Majiel · Dike]

[Age: 47]

[Gender: Male]

[Strength: A-level (possesses top-tier combat capabilities far surpassing 90% of superhumans in the world)]

[Identity: Divine Communicator "Yudelaxil" (holds one of the twenty-seven Divine Pathways "World Tree")]

[Related Introduction: "Yudelaxil" is the World Tree in Norse mythology, described in the books as a massive gray oak tree supporting nine worlds, including the central world of humans, "Midgard" (Midgard), and the residence of gods, "Asgard" (Asgard).]

[It is currently impossible to deduce the extrapolation route of this "Divine Pathway" and the realm in which this Divine Communicator resides.]

"Bring Sun Wukong to me..."

The Ghost Tree spoke in a deep voice as he slowly emerged from the pit, his fierce body wrapped in thorns fully exposed under the colorful neon lights, as if bathing in a sea of light. He extended his huge, root-like arms forward, and his rapid breathing accompanied by a furious roar echoed among the crowd.

"I won't say it a second time, call Sun Wukong out, or... I will slaughter everyone here without exception!"

Ah, Sun Wukong? Ke Mingye slightly raised his eyebrow, thinking that he must be referring to the Divine Communicator, which would be my older sister?

Thinking this, he subtly turned his face, using the corner of his eye to confirm Bai Qiuwu's information panel.

At that moment, Bai Qiuwu was holding an orange juice, her face still calm. But both her slightly clenched hands and the cold, sharp light in her eyes revealed her nervousness.

[Name: Bai Qiuwu]

[Hidden Identity: Divine Communicator "Wukong" (holder of one of the twenty-seven Divine Pathways "Sun Wukong")]

In the next moment, the Ghost Tree's colossal right arm, shaped like a tree root, suddenly aimed at the sky, which was also aimed at the journalist holding the camera.

That right arm twisted at an insane speed, turning in an instant into millions of sharp thorns that surged forward, spanning a length of a hundred meters. Following this, it slashed through the night sky, shredding the helicopter's cabin photographer into a spray of blood that dispersed into the night.

On the television, the camera smashed onto the cabin floor, but the image it captured remained.

Once the Ghost Tree pulled on his arm, the thorn twisted and condensed into a huge hand that erupted violently inside the helicopter's cabin. The terrifying force instantly caused the whole helicopter to tilt and sway erratically mid-air. In a matter of seconds, the helicopter turned into a fireball skyrocketing into the sky, along with the pilot vanished into the horizon.

Just then, Ke Youqing finished washing dishes and walked out of the kitchen, standing behind the children leaning against the couch, "What are you watching?" he asked, hugging his arms and looking towards the television, his brows slightly furrowed.

As the thud of the explosion settled, the entire television screen darkened, no longer showing any movement.

At the same time, almost to the minute, several people gathered around the couch spoke simultaneously.

"I'm going downstairs to buy some cigarettes," said Ke Youqing.

"I suddenly remembered that I've agreed to meet a friend at the coffee shop tonight, so I won't join you for TV." said Bai Qiuwu.

"Ah, speaking of which, I also need to buy some stationery." said Bai Zini.