Superman Termination Manual

"Is that a dragon... a dragon?"

After leaving the movie theater, Black Wukong gazed down from atop the Somersault Cloud, observing the situation on Luo Dehua Commercial Street from a hundred meters above.

She furrowed her brows and stared at the dragon emerging from the broken clock tower, murmuring to herself.

"Could it be... Yongzhu?"

After a brief pause, she looked around. Those clad in black ninja gear seemed to be restraining the dragon with a strange horn sound.

If Ke Yongzhu was indeed a dragon, then the purpose of these ninjas was clear.

Black Wukong didn't have time to think about what was happening, as her attention was drawn to a figure on Luo Dehua Commercial Street.

From the right side of Luo Dehua Commercial Street, a figure in a black tailcoat with a blood-red V-shaped mask on his face was approaching.

"Black Judge?"

The Black Judge adjusted his black leather gloves, and the ninjas within a hundred meters were bisected at the waist and then instantly dissipated into a mist of blood, devoured by the dark matter.

So cruel... Is this how the Management Bureau operates? Black Wukong thought, furrowing her brow.

She hesitated for a moment, then descended from the sky on the Somersault Cloud, stopping beside the Black Judge and asking him, "Why are you here?"

The Black Judge looked up at her.

According to the Management Bureau's records on superhumans, Black Wukong's Eyes of Golden Flame could only see through visual illusions, and the holographic projection shrouding the Black Judge didn't qualify as such, being something that had a tangible existence, much like a mask.

Therefore, the Eyes of Golden Flame couldn't see through his true appearance.

Though that was the case, Ke Yinzhi still felt a half-second of anxiety when he saw the golden flames burning in his sister's pupils. Well, just half a second.

"Just passing by, didn't expect to be caught up in this mess. Long story short, my friend was unfortunately hurt by mistake, and I need to rush them to the hospital. So let's make it quick and subdue this dragon."

The Black Judge withdrew his gaze from her and explained unhurriedly.

Black Wukong hung her head in silence.

She didn't know whether she should tell the Black Judge that the dragon was actually her brother, but would that change the Black Judge's method of execution?

"Any other helpers?" the Black Judge asked.

At that question, the faces of three individuals flashed through Black Wukong's mind: the strange thing, Magical Girl Xiaohongmao, and Magical Girl Ash.

The first two she had seen in Wanxiang City;

The latter was Bai Zini. Given Bai Zini's personality, she would definitely not stand by, so Magical Girl Ash would surely appear.

"Probably not," she said, "and besides, you probably don't need any helpers."

"Hard to say... You should have noticed, this dragon is evolving. We have to curb this trend before it evolves to a point where we can no longer handle it."

A metallic voice with a magnetic tone came from behind Ke Yinzhi's V-shaped mask.

He paused, then mockingly asked, knowing full well the answer, "Why do you seem so worried about it? What is it to you?"

"I..."

Black Wukong hesitated, her right hand tightening slightly on the Jingu Bang.

"How about this, we subdue it and then leave it for you to handle," the Black Judge said, "let's make it quick, or else my friends might die on the way to the hospital."

Black Wukong took a deep breath, feeling as if her thoughts had been seen through. She had been very worried the Black Judge, without a moment's hesitation, would cut Ke Yongzhu into pieces like those ninjas. Hearing his words, she felt significantly relieved.

But strangely, would someone like the Black Judge really leave a dragon for her to deal with? Could this be a trap?

Or was he truly too concerned about his friends to bother with it?n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

She shook her head to dismiss the distracting thoughts, telling herself this wasn't the time to ponder these things. She had to stop Yongzhu, and so she slowly raised her Eyes of Golden Flame, fixing her gaze on the dragon.

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"Right, let's make it quick."

As she spoke, Black Wukong rode the Somersault Cloud, turning into a streak of shadow as she bolted toward the giant dragon, striking at its horns with the Jingu Bang, only to be pushed back several meters by a brute force.

The Jingu Bang's side rings buzzed, and the Somersault Cloud beneath her feet churned like a surging sea.

The giant dragon lowered its face, its lungs swelling like a toad's.

Then it opened its bloody maw and roared out a burst of fireworks, like a crimson hand chasing after Black Wukong, trying to capture her in its grasp.

Black Wukong placed the Jingu Bang behind her to steady herself on the Somersault Cloud, while her left hand rose in front, unleashing the Samadhi True Fire from her palm to fend off the dragon's flames.

The two forces were evenly matched, with the Samadhi True Fire even appearing to be at a slight disadvantage. Black Wukong leaned forward slightly, ready to propel the Somersault Cloud away.

The next moment, the Black Judge lifted his right hand.

A dark chasm opened along the neck of the giant dragon, black blood flowing from the wound, splattering onto the ground like spilled ink.

The Black Judge dropped his right hand, a hammer made of dark matter smashing the dragon into the ground, creating a crater.

But in the next instant, the dragon roared and raised its head, its paw striking the ground, causing the earth in front of it to fracture like an about-to-explode volcano.

A dazzling pillar of flame burst from countless fine cracks, shooting straight toward the Black Judge. The cracks spread rapidly, nearly covering a thirty-meter radius.