"Ah!"
Lana, whose hand was held by Ms. Nancy, regained consciousness from her illusion.
She returned from the bloody scene on Capitol Building to Ms. Nancy's fortune-telling room.
At this moment, Ms. Nancy, who was holding her hand, became increasingly abnormal.
Her grip tightened, and the veins in her neck bulged.
Lana, in pain from the grip, tried to pull her hand back but couldn't break free.
Suddenly!
Ms. Nancy's eyes suddenly opened, and the whites of her eyes were stained red by ruptured blood vessels.
She was clenching her teeth so tightly that Lana even worried she might break them.
Lana tried to pull her hand away again, but it felt like it was clamped by a tiger wrench, and Ms. Nancy's palm grew warmer and warmer, as if it was going to melt her hand.
Blood suddenly flowed from Ms. Nancy's nostrils, dripping onto Lana's hand!
"Hoo-ch! Hoo-ch!"
Feeling the blood "drip-dropping" onto her hand, Lana even hoped that this blood could act as a lubricant, allowing her to break free from Ms. Nancy's grip.
But she still couldn't break free!
Ms. Nancy began to make strange noises, and her head shook wildly like a rattle drum.
Under the table, the beagle seemed to sense something was wrong and barked incessantly beside its owner, adding to the chaos.
Frightened, Lana frantically pushed the table with her other hand, pressing the other side of the table edge firmly against Ms. Nancy's upper abdomen, preventing her from continuing to hold her hand!
Just as Lana and the other party were in despair, a pair of hands gripped her wrist.
Eric held her wrist from beside her, and a warm sensation immediately enveloped her.
With just a slight effort, Eric used his other hand to make Ms. Nancy release Lana's hand.
Lana pulled her hand back and looked at the back of her hand, finding deep scratches and even bruises.
Ms. Nancy, as if half-dead, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes red, and looked at the expressionless Eric with a terrified gaze!
"You!"
She extended her hand, trembling as she pointed at Eric.
"You—who exactly are you?!"
Although in pain from the grip, Lana was more concerned about what she had seen, and breathing rapidly, she asked Ms. Nancy, "Ms. Nancy, you—"
Before Lana could speak, Ms. Nancy shouted at Eric, "You—you have something dead inside you. Something deep, black, and withered, calling for its mother like a lost child. You are the hand of Death, you are a machine of Death, you are a natural disaster that brings destruction to this world! I can hear the sound of belts turning, and wheels turning!"
Ms. Nancy's body trembled violently, and she pulled out two twenty-dollar bills from her Pregnant and threw them at Lana.
"Take them, I don't want your money! There's a monster living in your heart, a terrifying existence, something that can bring the whole world to the abyss. I—I don't want to have anything to do with it!"
Although she threw the money at Lana, Ms. Nancy's words were directed at Eric.
"Get out, both of you!"
Lana glanced at Eric, then immediately walked towards the frantic Ms. Nancy, "Ms. Nancy, are you alright?"
"Don't come near me! Please, I beg you, please leave here! Please!"
Along with Ms. Nancy's pleading voice, there was also the sound of the pit bull barking.
Rachel, held in Eric's arms, woke up. Perhaps sensing the atmosphere in the room, or perhaps sensing that her brother was not in a good mood, Rachel immediately pouted and let out an even louder cry.
The entire room was in chaos.
Eric held Rachel, glanced at Nancy, then said to Lana, "Let's go."
He had also seen the scene Lana witnessed.
The difference was, he saw more than Lana.
Although he was somewhat skeptical about this future where they would fall out with the American government.
It wasn't an impossible future either!
As he opened the door and walked out, Eric frowned.
Lana would die in the future?
Clark would be shot in the head by Rachel?
He looked down at his sister in his arms, who had stopped crying and was looking at him with her sparkling purple eyes.
Eric shook his head. "Although I'm touched by your actions in standing with me, Clark is your brother too!"
He turned his gaze to Lana, who was following behind him with a dazed expression, and stopped.
Lana, who almost bumped into Eric, recovered from her confused and slightly fearful state and looked at Eric standing in front of her.
"Lana, don't fear the future! Destiny never follows a predetermined path like a map; instead, it's a series of branching roads."
"I—"
Lana's eyes welled up, and tears immediately fell uncontrollably.
"I just can't accept such a future. If my Death means you become an enemy of the entire world, then I'm afraid of such a future. We shouldn't have ended up like that."
Although Eric mentioned several names in Capitol Building, Lana only remembered her own.
Lana couldn't suppress her emotions, took a step forward, and hugged Eric.
Looking at Lana, who was hugging him and softly sobbing.
Eric didn't push her away, just looked into the distance with a complex gaze.
Lana saw loss, and he saw war.
So, how should he prepare for this "war" in advance, to be proactive?
Although he was skeptical about such a future, he didn't completely deny it.
Late at night.
Metropolis alley.
A burly man's body was violently slammed against a car, making a loud bang.
Gripping the burly man's neck was a woman wearing a mask.
After slamming him against the car, the Masked Woman threatened him, "I've warned you many times not to enter my life, but you guys are always like cockroaches!"
"Hey, freak! Don't move!"
The Masked Woman was about to continue teaching the burly man a lesson when she suddenly heard a voice from behind.
She looked back and saw a bald man pointing a pistol at her.
"Let him go, or I'll make you regret it!"
"Is that so?"
The Masked Woman sneered, and the next second she suddenly appeared behind the bald man, snatching the pistol directly from his hand.
Then, with a shove, the bald man flew backward, crashed into the wall, and spit out blood before falling unconscious.
Seeing his bald companion instantly taken down, the burly man, who had been held by the neck, immediately prepared to flee.
However, the next second, the woman, who had teleported in front of the bald man, directly slapped him away.
"Wow, was that teleportation?"
The Masked Woman was about to leave when a blond youth stood in front of her.
"You must be the Avenging Angel, right? Even though my speed is as fast as Flash, I still can't see your movements, so either you're faster than me, or you have teleportation abilities!"
Flash Kid Bart said to the Avenging Angel with his arms crossed.
"Who are you?"
The Avenging Angel frowned and asked Bart.
"Ahem, good question. Usually, I don't introduce myself; I just wait for others to ask. You can call me Flash!"
Bart, wearing the uniform left by the previous Flash of the Justice Society, said to her.
"Is that so? So you're the fast one?"
As soon as the Avenging Angel finished speaking, she instantly appeared behind Bart.
Bart's eyes narrowed, unable to see her movement trajectory. He was about to run forward to dodge her attack range.
But due to his slow start-up speed, he was directly slapped away by the Avenging Angel.
With a thud, Bart fell heavily to the ground.
Enduring the pain, he immediately stood up, only to find the Avenging Angel already standing in front of him.
As she was about to continue attacking Bart, she suddenly felt a burst of energy from behind her.
Before she could evade, she was blasted away.
Green Lantern Jenna, wearing a ring on her hand, emitted a faint green light, sending the Avenging Angel flying at a crucial moment.
Currently, Jenna's ability to create constructs with her Green Lantern will was still poor, but she had learned to fly and could manipulate the Green Lantern ring to emit energy beams to attack enemies.
Seeing the Avenging Angel blasted away, Bart immediately activated his super speed, moved in front of the Avenging Angel in mid-air, and used his binding technique.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
In less than 1 second, Bart had tied her up securely.
With a thud, the Avenging Angel fell heavily to the ground.
Enduring the pain, she looked at her body, only to find it tightly bound by ropes.
Even if she wanted to break free, she couldn't.
To activate her teleportation ability, she needed her body to be completely under her control.
In her current state, she couldn't activate her superpower at all.
"I see it now, your superpower is teleportation, and it's not the kind of teleportation you can use freely."
Bart looked at the Avenging Angel, who was lying on the ground, struggling.
"If I'm not careful, you might ambush me! Thanks, Jenna!"
Bart thanked Jenna, who appeared at the crucial moment.
"That wasn't an ambush!"
A familiar voice echoed from the alley behind the two.
Bart immediately turned to look behind him.
Jenna, on the other hand, showed a surprised expression, "Teacher!"
Eric slowly emerged from the shadows. "Bart, if it weren't for Jenna, your leg would definitely be broken again. So, that's why I always think you're reckless."
After a sharp remark towards Bart, Eric looked at the Avenging Angel lying on the ground.
Although she was wearing a mask, this mask couldn't block his super vision.
"Is it her?"
Seeing the face beneath the mask, Eric was stunned.
The Avenging Angel lying on the ground was none other than Alicia, the girl Eric had just met!
He never expected the masked assailant on the street to be Clark's love interest!
Eric's brows furrowed slightly.
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