Chapter 91 :Destruction

To the south, a mountain village in the mountains.

The war of the century that the three Kryptonites broke out in Gotham spread to all parts of the world through various channels in a very short period of time. Even this remote mountain village was able to receive it in real time through an old-fashioned TV and electromagnetic signals. The tremor of the picture. The aerial footage from the helicopter from a high place trembles violently with every fist attack of the Kryptonians, like the explosion of ten thousand tons of explosives one after another, constantly suppressing the roar of reporters and helicopters at the scene. Three red and blue afterimages criss-cross between the black and overwhelming urban area of ​​Gotham. The tall buildings and the dilapidated and barren old houses are all cut off by them, looking down from the sky as if someone was eating a huge meal. Cut the piece of Gotham cake with a knife.

The fierce battle hit Gotham Harbor from the air, and after exploding a series of tens of meters high, it moved to the block, and it stopped briefly for a while. I don't know if it's because I've seen a lot of such big scenes, but the local Gotham reporters at the scene are also quite dedicated. The helicopter caught the three figures on both sides of the battle. The three figures stopped and moved slowly down the gap. The camera quickly zoomed in to capture the ruins of ruined buildings and the shocking cracks on the ground, and the three blue ones. A Kryptonian wearing a blue uniform, a red cloak, and the same "s" mark on his chest.

"Peter" was stunned when he saw these through the lens, and stood dumbly on the spot, staring straight at the three figures in the picture, through them as if he saw something familiar. shadow.

His temples began to swell, and he staggered back two steps, holding one hand on the table and barely standing firm. There seemed to be something violently impacting his nerves in the depths of his mind, as if a fierce beast perseveringly impacted his cage, and only almost wanted to break out of the cage.

These symptoms have been planted since the "Mr. Wayne" of Gotham came here to look for him. These symptoms always occur intermittently these days, but they have never been as turbulent as they are now.

Lena was watching the devastated city of Gotham on TV with anxiety. It was not until the three Kryptonians rushed to each other aggressively in the picture before she took her eyes back and noticed the abnormality of "Peter".

She picked up "Peter" with concern, and asked softly: "What's wrong with you, are you uncomfortable?"

"me!"

Before he finished speaking the second half of "Peter", he suddenly yelled as if he had seen a ghost, and fell on his back on the ground. Lena was also taken aback, and hurriedly asked: "What? Are you okay?"

"No, nothing...very good." "Peter" gasped quickly, but he lied. He was not good at all, he was frightened, because the pretty girl in front of him suddenly became a walking skeleton.

x sight. At the same time, he could feel that more and more superpowers began to return to his body, along with those memories that had been in dust for many years. Maybe it's because he saw the jersey and logo that once belonged to him, maybe it's because the fierce and fierce battle in the city on TV seemed to him like a call of duty. In short, his memory began to come back and he brought back his Mission and responsibility.

He realized it in an instant—that was where he belonged and he had to go.

"Peter?" Lena gently lifted him up, her eyes filled with concern and anxiety.

She really loves him. But from this moment on, the Peter who lived happily in the quiet mountain village no longer exists.

"I'm very sorry, Lena, I'm so sorry." He gently shook the girl's hand and whispered, "But I have to go."

He stood up resolutely, ignored the suspicious and anxious shouts of the girl behind him, and walked out the door quickly. He stepped so resolutely, without even turning his head, leaving only a solid and lonely back.

Lena didn't know at this time, this figure was all that "Peter" left for her. After that day, she never saw the ordinary but reliable man she loved again.

At this moment, Gotham.

The body of Superman Clone was stuck on the ground of the block, speeding and slipping, just like a guillotine cutting the ground at a speed of several hundred yards per hour. The road in Riker Heights was cut horizontally, leaving a long and deep crack. The fine lines spread out around this trace, and the buildings on both sides of the street were affected and destroyed in a mess.

Jay and Kara landed lightly on both sides of the end of the crack on the ground, looking at the embarrassed Superman from a distance. The jets of water between the torn gaps of the highway spit out into the sky, thrown high like a fountain, and then sway down, drenching the dilapidated road.

Superman stared at the two young people not far in front of him, and he was starting to feel powerless. He does have a powerful force comparable to a real superman, but it is also very difficult to face two Kryptonians at the same time. At first he was able to evenly split the two with the help of Superman's rich combat experience and skillful control of his abilities, but with the passage of time his advantages have been lost, and he has even shown defeat.

"You don't look like Superman at all." Cara said, looking at him from a distance, with a little anger, "You are not even close to him."

Superman Clone's face was distorted, and he stepped forward and was about to rush to fight again, but unexpectedly a new uninvited guest broke into this chaotic party.

The huge gray-brown body suddenly fell from the high sky, and slammed on the battered ground with a loud noise like thunder. The road cracked rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, breaking through the limit of tolerance and sinking in a moment that was almost negligible. Numerous buried pipelines ruptured at the same time, and natural gas and groundwater rushed into the air with cheers, like a grand carnival.

The smoke and dust covering the sky gradually dissipated, and an exaggerated big man stepped out of the huge pit with a ton of steps. Each step left a deep footprint, and the ground shook violently. The natural gas was ignited by sparks from unknown sources in the air. The fire was released after several sharp explosions, which almost ignited the entire street.

The three Kryptonians got up and floated in the air for the first time, and couldn't help taking a breath after seeing the burly and terrifying figure coming out of the thick smoke.

Doomsday.

Born on Krypton, the most famous biological weapon in the universe, born only for destruction, has almost invincible physical strength, infinite upper arm strength, infinite physical strength, and self-healing ability that is almost foul. Every one sounds hard enough. Domineering - but it's not all. What's more terrifying is that he will never die, and has the terrible learning ability that can adapt to opponents and infinitely evolve. The whole is a killing machine that cannot be turned off.

And this is just the local residents' cognition of this terrible creature, and Jay, as a traverser, is even more afraid of it. The Doomsday's impressive record in the comics is countless, not to mention its countless beatings on the Justice League. Even the Darkside comics that brought devastating disaster to the world six years ago were defeated by this beast. His subordinates, and what's more, the famous "Death of Superman" in the history of comics is also the hand of Doom.

So what conclusion can all these facts lead to?

The answer is that there is no chance of winning.