Just as the people in the fire truck thought it was about to be engulfed by the raging inferno, the driver suddenly saw a figure suspended in the sky outside the window.
He appeared high in the heavens like a deity, obscuring everyone's vision.
The cloaked Martian Manhunter slowly descended to the ground and said to the people inside the fire truck, "Don't worry, you'll be fine."
The stunned crowd exchanged glances.
Having never seen Martian Manhunter before, they held their breath in nervous unease.
"I'm not a bad person, so don't be afraid. Now, hold on tight, and I'll take you out of here."
Seemingly sensing their fear of him, Martian Manhunter gestured for everyone to hold on, then bent down, grabbed the front of the fire truck with both hands, and lifted it.
Soon, Martian Manhunter carried the fire truck, breaking free from the encirclement of the flames.
"Bang!"
He placed the fire truck in a safe zone.
Ignoring the still-shaken passengers, he swiftly flew into the sky, continuing to search for other trapped individuals in the wildfire.
A few minutes later, Martian Manhunter saw several firefighters leaning against a fire truck, strenuously spraying Water towards the flames coming from all directions.
However, the fire not only showed no signs of diminishing but approached the firefighters with even greater momentum.
Martian Manhunter quickly landed, "Hey, guys, you need to go."
The firefighters were all startled to see Martian Manhunter descending from the sky.
"No! We can't leave. We are Smallville's firefighters, and our homes are right behind us."
The burly firefighter, his face covered in ash, shouted hoarsely at him, "We must control the fire here!"
Watching the firefighter spraying flames with a hose, Martian Manhunter shielded the sparks that flew towards him with his hand, just about to say something, when a surge of Fire suddenly swept in with a strong wind.
Standing downwind, Martian Manhunter was quickly engulfed by the flames.
"No!"
The moment he was engulfed by the Fire, Martian Manhunter immediately let out a painful scream, falling to his knees with a "thud" on the ground.
Bone-chilling pain and mental collapse struck him instantly, and the screams emanating from him startled the surrounding firefighters.
The firefighters immediately wanted to save him, but the intense Fire separated them, leaving them only able to watch him wail.
Just as Martian Manhunter's screams grew weaker and weaker.
"Whoosh!"
A tearing sound swiftly approached!
Peter, like lightning, burst through the inferno and instantly stood beside Martian Manhunter.
Peter, wearing black-rimmed glasses and with his aura and appearance somewhat disguised, looked down at the screaming Martian Manhunter, took a deep breath, and then exhaled forcefully.
Although his superhuman physique prevented him from achieving Clark's breath of frost, his powerful exhalation was still like a strong wind, extinguishing the flames on Martian Manhunter's body.
Looking at the dying Martian Manhunter, who was still smoking, Peter shook his head and quipped, "Martian Manhunter burned to death, you almost went down in history."
He knew Martian Manhunter's weakness was Fire.
Because his people died in a great fire, Martian Manhunter harbored an intense fear of flames.
He had advised Martian Manhunter not to come earlier.
The result was this stubborn green-skinned man running to save people and almost getting burned to death.
Squatting down, Peter picked up the unconscious Martian Manhunter and exhaled, blowing away the flames that were approaching them.
After clearing a safe zone, Peter gestured for the wide-eyed firefighters to quickly leave the area.
He had no intention of fighting the fire at the moment.
Although he could extinguish small-scale flames with his breath, facing a vast wildfire, even if he blew his lungs out, he couldn't put out a disaster of this magnitude.
Metropolis Hotel.
Peter had already returned with Martian Manhunter.
Martian Manhunter, who had reverted to his Black-man appearance, lay unconscious on the bed.
Mark, Clark, and Bruce stood nearby, looking at Martian Manhunter with concern.
Currently, Mark and Bruce were in a truce.
Mark asked Peter, "Dad, what's wrong with Mr. Jones?"
"He's injured."
Peter glanced at the unconscious Martian Manhunter and said, "A type of mental trauma."
Clark frowned and asked, "Don't we need to take him to the hospital?"
"No, this kind of mental trauma cannot be treated by a Doctor. He needs to heal himself. Right now, he's probably fighting his fears in his dreams."
Bruce, who was standing nearby, was stunned when he heard Peter say that Martian Manhunter was fighting his fears.
Mark asked Peter, puzzled, "Dad, can someone like Mr. Jones also have fears?"
"Mr. Jones is not a god, so of course he has fears. Don't forget, even a speck of dust contains fear."
Peter said to Mark and the others, "A person can destroy everything in his heart: love, hate, belief, even doubt, but as long as he is still alive, he cannot destroy fear."
Saying that, Peter looked at the stunned Bruce, "Bruce, am I right?"
Bruce, hearing Peter address him, recovered from his daze, "Yes, yes, Sir."
He asked Peter with a complex emotion, "Sir, does Mr. Jones also have untreatable trauma and fears?"
"Yes, he witnessed terrible things happen with his own eyes."
Peter stepped forward and stroked Bruce's hair, "But don't forget, Bruce, fear isn't all bad memories; it can also breed strength."
"Alright."
Peter removed his hand from Bruce's head, clapped his hands, and said to them, "I need to go out for a bit. The three of you stay here and look after Mr. Jones. If anything happens, call me immediately. Can you do that?"
Mark and Clark nodded repeatedly, "We can, Dad."
Bruce, standing nearby, remained silent, constantly gazing at the unconscious Martian Manhunter, the words Peter had said echoing in his mind.
Can fear also breed strength?
He suddenly thought of the bats that terrified him.
If bats terrified him, could they also breed fear-inducing power?
At the same time.
On the outskirts of Smallville, fully armed soldiers had surrounded a burning forest.
General Sam Lane, serving as Commander, ignored the scorching heat of the flames and walked to the front to observe the soldiers encircling Pyro.
He had been on vacation with his daughter, but after receiving a mission from the Department of Defense, he quickly assembled his soldiers and rushed to the location.
"Is that guy invulnerable?"
His face was filled with shock as he watched Pyro, who was engulfed in flames and being attacked by the soldiers in the distance.
"Keep firing!"
The Lieutenant, serving as on-site Commander, ordered the soldiers to shoot at Pyro.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A barrage of steel bullets swept towards Pyro, but it was completely ineffective.
"We can't hit him, Captain, our bullets melt before they even touch him!"
Shielding their faces from the rolling heat waves, the soldiers shouted frantically at the Lieutenant.
Seeing this, the Lieutenant had no choice but to order the soldiers to quickly retreat.
Sam Lane, seeing the attack falter, immediately called for air support via his military walkie-talkie.
He would not let go of this culprit who could potentially plunge half of Kansas into a massive Fire.
With the superpowers this guy possessed, if he escaped, there's no telling how much chaos he would cause.
"Buzz!"
A roaring sound of air being torn came from the northwest, as a fighter jet rapidly approached the area.