Superman

"Where are we going?"

On the Kryptonian ship, Zod gazed at Luke's back.

He had no idea of breaking the contract, promising to work for the other party for ten years, then he would not back out.

Only Luke said, to take himself and his hands to another world, a very distant place, which makes Zod a little curious.

He had crossed the sea of stars, and had been to an unknown number of planets.

What other place could be called "distant"?

"I don't know."

Luke was setting the coordinates of the universe, and by the way, he called the Vishandi on the next set.

When the latter contacted the Eternal God, he could drag himself and Zod and his party back to the Marvel Universe.

"So, we don't even have a destination now?"

Zod's brow furrowed and a ball of anger rose in his heart.

If he hadn't been unable to beat the other side, he would have swung his fist and charged.

Having no plan was a fatal problem for a general leading his subordinates.

"Just not for now."

Luke smiled, a pure white light emerged from his hand.

Like water rippling, it created a ripple.

Across a set, the signal seemed a little less than good.

"Open a door."

After a long time, Luke contacted the Vishandi, and sent a message in short and concise.

"Wait a little longer, soon you will be able to board the train to the new world."

Hearing Luke say so, Zod pressed down his heart's anger and coldly snorted.

He wanted to see what new tricks the other side could pull off!

Ten minutes later, the pure white glow expanded violently by a circle.

Boom!

Like a mountain whistle and a tsunami!

A powerful wave of energy swept out!

Zod saw the soft white light engulfed over, subconsciously reached out to cover his eyes.

The next moment, he and the other Kryptonian warriors, and even the Kryptonian ship underway are wrapped in it.

A powerful flash of light!

Like a violent explosion.

A few seconds later.

The huge spaceship disappeared into thin air.

It was as if it had never existed.

It was dragged by a force that was hard to resist, cutting a shiny trajectory and rushing out of the Wall of Origin.

Dr. Manhattan, on Mars, still remained in a seated position.

When the Kryptonian ship disappeared into the darkness outside the wall of origin, he raised his head.

As if he had made a discovery, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

......

......

Planet Saka, Teyo system.

It was a savage planet full of extremes, constantly in a state of war.

Until the arrival of High Heavenly Father changed everything.

The cosmic elder with a long life transformed it into a huge gladiatorial arena and slave trading center.

Sending slave catching teams around to find powerful warriors to throw into the arena for wanton pleasure.

Gambling and athletics.

These are the two great hobbies of High Heavenly Father.

Only exciting gambling games, exciting battles, can awaken the passion in him.

An endlessly long life is enough to kill any emotion.

If there were no hobbies, this group of universe elders were afraid that they would be too bored and thus look for ways to commit suicide.

Outside the main city, the garbage dump.

Wow! Clap!

Scavenger 142 gazed at the piles of garbage dumped from the "demon's ***" and wondered if he could pick up anything good today in exchange for some alcohol money.

The two most famous things on Sakaar, besides the gladiators, are the garbage mountain.

It is in a special location, forming the Teyo system with eight other celestial bodies.

There were once two moons, Akal and Sabir, but the latter was destroyed by the explosive energy of the cosmic vortex and turned into broken rings.

That unimaginable and astonishing disaster also created the cosmic passageways all around the planet Sakaar.

Space ships from nearby galaxies could easily crash into this place because of a single mistake.

Therefore, many civilizations use it as a dumping ground and exile place.

They dump discarded items here or throw a few criminals.

Scavengers are one of the three mainstream occupations on Sakaar, and make their living by collecting garbage.

Occasionally, good luck, find the ship's engine parts, used household robots and so on, sent to the main city's dump can be exchanged for a lot of money.

The two remaining mainstream professions.

Either join the slave catching team or walk into the gladiatorial arena.

"Not much luck today."

The young woman who called herself "Scavenger 142" said helplessly, carrying a bottle of wine.

Tons of tons of tons, a few gulps, lying down on the console of the aircraft.

Unlike her peers around her, she rushed over immediately when she saw the large garbage dumped.

Scavenger 142 is quite inefficient, a lazy salty look.

Live like a social animal that is forced to work overtime to cope with the boss, without enthusiasm to speak of.

Boom!

A huge sound!

The spatial wormhole, which was vulgarly named "Devil's **", was completely filled with half of the ship's body.

"Great stuff!"

"There are still people throwing spaceships to the junkyard?"

"If this is picked up, how much can it be sold for?"

"......"

The scavengers whispered and couldn't help but rub their hands together with a look of anticipation.

"That's obviously a space ship with its power systems intact ......"

Scavenger 142 glanced at the group of unseen peers, shook his head, and moved his craft a little bit outside.

It would be bad if people opened fire and splattered plasma on the shell that hadn't been serviced long ago.

Boom!

The massive craft finally squeezed out of the spatial wormhole and crashed down on a mountain of garbage below.

The heavy mass directly crushed the discarded items that had piled up into a mountain.

"What is this place?"

Zod, who was dizzy and even wanted to vomit a little, held the console with both hands and managed to stand still.

He saw a group of unsuspecting scavengers in strange costumes below.

There was also the mountain of garbage that emitted a strong smell around, and a strong disbelief passed through his eyes.

"General, the navigation instruments are not working, the star map shows an unrecorded unknown land!"

Explorer Ilton said eagerly, with a hint of trepidation in his tone.

The Kryptonian ship was loaded with navigation maps of as many as twenty-eight star systems, and it was impossible for them to have leapt and flown such a long distance in a short time.

"What the hell is this place?"

Rushing up to a bemused Luke, Zod questioned angrily.

"Welcome to ...... uh, I don't know this where."

Luke would have liked to have a whole lot of airy introduction words, but after sweeping a glance at the scavengers below, and the smelly mountain of garbage, he couldn't help but pause for a moment.

The situation is not right!

Did the Eternal God not pull him back to Earth?

Or was there a deviation in Vaisanti's transmission?

"That, Sir General, before figuring out what this place is, we should take care of the guys who are killing us like locusts."

Luke pointed at the excited scavengers below.

They were like a group of sharks that smelled blood, carrying all kinds of weapons and rushing towards the airship.

Wait?

Scavengers?

A mountain of garbage?

Is this the Sakaar planet of the High Heavenly Father?

A series of thoughts flashed through Luke's mind.

"Ilden, see if the fire systems are working?"

Zod, distracted and angry, said to his adjutant.

Ilton stood on top of the bridge and turned on the operating system.

A turret extended from both wings of the Kryptonian ship.

Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom boom!

After a round of strafing, there was no longer a living soul to be seen in this huge junkyard.

"You guys are so cruel and brutal."

Luke said two words without pain, and then asked female commander Fiora to drive the ship to the open area.

Again the leader class, the general template, his orders were to be obeyed by all Kryptonian warriors except for Zod.

"Where are you going?"

The Kryptonian general asked when he saw Luke taking his time, preparing to step off the ship.

They didn't feel very safe here, as they were unfamiliar with the place.

Although, judging from the strength of the group of scavengers, the natives of this planet looked very weak.

But Zod still did not let down his guard, ready to develop a strategy, and then kill all the creatures that want to be enemies.

"Ask for information, don't be so nervous."

Luke waved his hand and said softly.

The unfamiliar environment does tend to cause stress, but these Kryptonians, as long as they are within the radiation range of the yellow sun, are super warriors who can kill people and gods.

The one who should have a headache should obviously be Sakaar's High Heavenly Father.

Getting rid of Zod and the rest of the Kryptonians, Luke swept through the junkyard and spotted a craft leaning against the outer edge.

"Hey, friend, is this Sakaar?"

Luke stepped out and teleported to where the other was.

"That's right, head east and you'll see the city."

Perhaps because he saw the scene of his peers being destroyed, Scavenger 142 had a good attitude.

Not like treating Thor, the god of thunder, up and grabbed and sold into the gladiatorial arena.

"You come from Asgard?"

Luke could not help but ask one more question after he got the exact answer.

He knew there was an Asgardian Valkyrie in Sakaar, working as a scavenger while occasionally guesting as a slave catcher.

Like to drink, all day drunk, obvious features.

But in Luke's memory, the other side is a black sister.

The scavenger 142 standing in front of him had blond hair, fair skin, and an English brow.

"As what?"

"Asgard."

"What gad?"

"......"

Seeing that the other party was reluctant to admit it, Luke did not pursue the question.

He just remembered this matter on a whim.

"I'm going to stay in Sakaar for a long time, and I may need a guide who is familiar with cosmic navigation, so if you want to go back to your hometown for a visit, you can hitch a ride."

After dropping these words, Luke disappeared into the junkyard.