Caesar squinted slightly as he watched the two criminals reaching out for him, their palms quickly heating up, the temperature soaring past one hundred degrees Celsius in an instant and steadily increasing towards an unbearable one thousand degrees Celsius.
In his awakened Superman eyes and senses, the flow of ti in the world continued to slow down. Behind him, Annie and the three won wore unified expressions of panic, while the custors around them opened their mouths in screams, trying to flee the scene.
Even the two criminals below, their faces displaying a mixture of fear and anger, seed to be slightly frozen in the dance hall.
But that wasn't all.
Caesar could also see through their bodies that the blood within the two criminals was rapidly evaporating, being transford into scorching energy under the guidance of so kind of gene modification, which was then conducted to their arms through muscles and bones.
"Modified humans, how interesting."
Caesar blinked at the two pairs of blazing hot hands and lazily reached out with his own pair of fair and tender little hands.
"Slap! Slap!"
Ti returned to normal speed. Floating in the air, Caesar effortlessly blocked the close-range attacks of the two criminals with his small hands.
Although the size of his hands was completely disproportionate to theirs, Caesar easily withstood the blows of the robust adult n.
"You're asking for it!"
The two criminals were not startled but delighted. Pressing their hands against Caesar's small hands, their faces turned crimson with effort, and their entire arms soon turned red like fire, their outer clothing sleeves having long since burned to ashes.
They wanted to lt Caesar's hands with the high temperature!
The heat filled the air, and waves of heat rolled through the dance hall of the bar!
The custors in the bar had never seen such a scene before. Screaming, they retreated, leaving a vacant space for the three people. Only Annie and the other two won remained standing at the edge of the space, anxiously watching Caesar in the midst of the battle.
Compared to everyone else on the scene, Caesar, facing two opponents alone, remained calm and composed. His small face remained as cold and stern as ever, his slender hands firmly held by the scorching palms of the two criminals.
Caesar did not exert any force, quietly floating in the air, watching the criminals continue to exert themselves with their heat-producing abilities. He looked at them with an expression as if he were dealing with idiots.
"Why isn't it working?!"
The bald man among them exclaid in horror. The temperature had already reached the critical point they could produce— one thousand five hundred degrees Celsius. Even Iron Man would have lted into water by now, yet the small hand confronting theirs was still cool, showing no signs of damage!
Was this still a human being?
The bald man looked up at Caesar, who was smiling inscrutably. Despite his body heating up, he couldn't utter a word, feeling completely dumbfounded.
Of course, he didn't know. A Kryptonian's body used solar energy as sustenance. Their skin could withstand extre temperatures, both high and low, and they were immune to external energy and physical attacks.
Let alone a temperature of less than two thousand degrees Celsius!
"I can't hold on much longer!"
The other man wailed, but after the temperature rose to one thousand five hundred degrees Celsius, his genetically modified hand could no longer withstand it. Unable to control the self-increasing temperature, his body began to disintegrate.
"Playing with fire leads to self-destruction. The lifeform modification technology isn't mature enough yet."
Caesar shook his head lightly as he saw the situation. He had let the criminals display their high-temperature abilities to test the lifeform modification technology mastered by the hostile terrorist organization.
Now it seed that this lifeform technology could give a human the ability to convert high-temperature energy within the body, but it was still not perfect. Once it got out of control, it would not only devour and disintegrate the person itself but also face the consequences of self-destruction, leaving nothing but bones behind.
The palms, like iron blocks forged by fire, turned crimson. The two criminals groaned in pain as they tried to retract their hands, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't pull away even a tiny bit. Wide-eyed with horror, they stared at Caesar.
"You've had enough fun, it's ti for to take action," Caesar said with a smirk. With a firm grip of his left hand, there was a crisp crack as he broke the arm of one of the criminals, bending it a hundred and eighty degrees!
The criminal let out a scream reminiscent of a slaughtered pig. Caesar, annoyed by the noise, casually pushed him towards the inner wall. He used a bit too much force, causing the man to crash through the wall and roll onto the street outside.
"You can follow him," Caesar said, turning his gaze to the bald man. With a light kick of his foot, the man turned into a human projectile, hurtling towards the sa direction as his companion.
This was the scene witnessed by the Avengers Alliance outside, as the two criminals fell.
But this was only the tip of the iceberg of the capabilities of the doppelganger Kryptonian.
Erging from the collapsing wall, Caesar floated lightly outside, surprised to find Eddie and Steve's group. "You... are you teaming up to fight aliens?" he exclaid.
Captain Arica, Black Widow, Hawkeye, and Falcon were all present. They were the entire main force of the Avengers on Earth after Kyle and Iron Man, while the Hulk was a double-edged sword, not to be released unless it was truly a doomsday scenario.
Natasha looked at Caesar with disbelief in her eyes. "Master Caesar, not only are you so powerful, but you can also fly. Is this thanks to Sir Kyle?"
Steve and the others fell silent for a mont. It was rare for them to launch a full-scale attack together, only to be outdone by a younger generation. It was quite embarrassing to admit this as a group of superheroes.
"Master, did you do all this?" Eddie pointed to the criminals on the ground, one dead and one injured.
"Of course. They insisted on coming at , so I had to take action to deal with them," Caesar shrugged, looking at the body of the bald man whose head was stuck in the wall, furrowing his brow and muttering to himself, "Huh? One died? I just gave him a light kick. I didn't an to hit him that hard."
Eddie broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead. It was pure luck that one of the criminals didn't die from Caesar's "gentle" kick. He flew more than ten ters; surviving that was nothing short of miraculous.
Floating in front of the group, Caesar decided to play along with the act and introduced himself, "Hello, heroes. Nice to et you. I am Caesar Carl, the son of the Symbol of Peace!"
Natasha smiled and said, "Master, many of us have seen you before, but you were still asleep at the ti, and your body was just a little larger than a palm."
Steve placed his shield back on his back and said solemnly, "Your father and I were comrades in life and death. In the future, you can just call Captain or Uncle."
"Yes, Captain," Caesar replied.
Caesar then pointed to the criminals on the ground and got straight to the point, "Did you mobilize specifically for them tonight?"
"That's right," Steve nodded, looking around to ensure there were no outsiders listening before explaining, "We found so clues and identified these two as targets. Since we knew they possessed special abilities, in order to avoid harming innocent civilians, almost all of the Avengers Alliance mobilized."
"Very well," Caesar said, sounding relieved.
He had thought that with Kyle and Tony gone, there would be no one to protect Stark Industries, but it seed that the Avengers and SHIELD had not fully mobilized yet.
Thinking of this, Caesar innocently suggested, "Captain, why don't you take care of the injured criminal? I believe with your thods, you can extract more information from him, either from his body or his mouth. I'm afraid I might accidentally apply too much force and end up getting rid of him."
Hearing this, the heroes shuddered, looking at Caesar as if he were a little demon with wings and horns.
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