Chapter 93: VS Destruction Day

The clone of Superman is dead.

Maybe he is not a real superman, maybe his thinking and standards are indeed distorted because of the relationship between the Assassin League, maybe what he did is indeed full of controversy, even a bit extreme, but that can not change one thing, maybe he just Existing the same part as the real Superman——

——He loves this world from the bottom of his heart, willing and has given his life for it.

It is a pity that his heroic dedication did not put a perfect end to this nightmare. The demon's incarnation has not fallen, and the nightmare is still going on. He walked slowly out of the deep pit with the ruined day of Mars, covered with sharp bone spurs and embellished it into the incarnation of all evil spirits, and the devastated earth was like a hell.

Maybe it's really time to be afraid now, but on the contrary, Jay didn't have any fear in his heart. The appearance of Superman cloned in battle was like igniting the fuse in the depths of his soul, anger engulfed some more complex emotions in his heart, making his body tremble uncontrollably. He may have forgotten the fear, facing the hideous demon, the only thought in his mind was to use his fist to make this abominable monster unable to get up again.

He knew that Kara had similar thoughts as himself, as could be seen from her angry roar and the way she flew towards the Day of Doom. But Jay no longer tried to dissuade her from calming down, but burst into full speed to usher in the day of destruction just like her, using all his remaining power to try to make the monster fall.

But anger is never the answer to any question, it always only makes things worse. Jay was scratched around his waist by a sharp bone spur, and was swept away by Doomsday's arm. Cara jumped to the Doomsday and tried his best to encircle its neck, but was grabbed by the opponent's hair roughly and pulled off his shoulder, and fell back to the ground.

Carla got up halfway, and saw the ferocious face of the manic beast close at hand. Scorching red energy came out from the monster's eyes, mouth and nose at the same time, as if there was a sun hidden in it. Kara subconsciously raised his arm to protect him, but that was useless under the coming impact. If you are hit by the beam of the Destruction Sun head-on, you will suffer severe damage even if you are not dead.

"Carla!" Jay yelled, flying to try to rescue him, but he was too far away to be there in time.

Seeing the bright light was about to engulf Kara, a bang suddenly came from the horizon. The fourth red and blue afterimage flew across this ungrown battlefield, and the steel-like fist hit its face in time before the energy beam of the Doomsday spit out. Doomsday's neck was deflected, and the beam of light slid across Cara's side, cutting quickly along the ground, leaving a scorched and hot crack.

The visitor immediately grabbed Doomsday's arm, lifted it up, and threw it out severely. The huge man volleyed into the billowing black smoke, and soon returned the muffled sound of heavy objects falling.

Jay, who was flying here at full speed, was stunned, his face full of surprise. Cara sat on the ground with her legs crossed, looking up at the person who came, staying in place, and even forgot to stand up.

Superman is another Superman, and it looks exactly like the real one.

He landed gently on the ground, and his cloak slowly dropped. He bent down, smiled like a spring breeze, and stretched out his hand to Kara.

"Hi, Carla." He said, "Long time no see, how are you?"

Cara stared at his stretched palm for a while, and couldn't help but startled: "Clark...? Are you real this time?"

"No matter what you have seen before, yes, I assure you," he said with a smile, "I am real."

Cara looked straight into his clear and bright eyes, smiled involuntarily, and subconsciously held his hand as if she was attracted.

"Clark!" She stepped forward excitedly. "It's really you? But...how is this possible?"

"It's a long story, but it's not a good time now." When the two said that, Jay also flew up close. Clark looked at him up and down and smiled: "You must be the new Superman in the limelight. I have seen you on TV many times. In fact, I saw you fly over my head once more. "

Jay ashamed: "Sorry for using your name, I'm still trying to adapt to these jobs."

"No, you did a very good job, boy, when these are over, I believe we have a lot of common topics to talk about." Clark's eyes became sharp again, and his eyes moved back to the monster that was roaring and getting up again not far away. On the body, "But that has to be slowed down. We haven't finished our work yet, have we?"

At the same time, the abandoned Assassin Alliance base on the outskirts of Gotham.

With the help of satellite monitoring, Batman saw the big blue man he was familiar with returning to the battlefield, his uneasy mood intensified. The corpse of the superman from the future that Talia showed him has lingered in his mind until now, as if silently predicting an unavoidable ending. Alfred's surprised voice came from the earplugs: "Master, is that..."

"I'm afraid it is, one penny, it should be him." Batman said in a deep voice, "But even if the three of them add up, they can't win this battle. The Doomsday cannot be eliminated, even if killed, it can be changed. Strong and continue to resurrect. We must do something..."

"In this regard, I think I can help."

Batman turned his head and saw that Talia, whose hands had been handcuffed behind her back, was trying to sit up: "I might have a way to make the monster disappear."

"A few minutes ago you wanted to build an army of clones to conquer the world." Batman said coldly, "Why should I trust you?"

"Because what I want is to lead the human world on the right path by the Alliance, rather than destroy it." Talia said, "Or now you can choose not to believe me, and then let the Lan Da who has just come back to life. A friend continued to fight the monster to death and death, and see who was left in the end."

Batman's eyepiece moved and seemed to be persuaded: "What can you do?"

"'Stone of Eternity'." Talia said simply, "We have conducted a series of studies on the'Stone of Eternity' and got some only data. We found that every time it transmits an object, it releases something This kind of special energy wave is powerful enough to penetrate time and space. We tried to simulate and capture this kind of wave, and to a certain extent succeeded..."

"Point, Talia," Batman interrupted. "We don't have much time."

Talia said displeased: "Well, it means that through the working system we built on the "Stone of Eternity", we can copy and release the opposite energy wave to activate the stone's operation, and let it absorb the things it sends. Go back to where it should have been-of course, provided that you have to place things in the middle of the stone."

Batman frowned, ignored Talia, and pressed the headset and said: "Penny one, release me the s-1 frequency wave, I want to talk to "him"."

"Sir, I thought you wouldn't ask anymore."

The electromagnetic signal of specific frequency flew out of the ruins at the speed of light, across the blue sky, and accurately penetrated into the sensitive ears of the three Kryptonians in the hellish battlefield. The moment when Batman's voice sounded, Superman was just hit by the Doomsday and flew far away. After rolling dozens of times on the ground at close to the speed of sound, he suddenly got up, and then suddenly stopped in the air.

"Clark, listen up—I know you can hear this."

"Bruce?" Clark raised his eyebrows. In his impression, the hoarse and gloomy voice was almost Batman's label.

"It's nice to see you return to the battlefield first. If you can hear this, then follow my instructions." Batman continued, "This may be our only chance to defeat Doomsday."