[Super Bat] The third type of god

This is not a simple accident.

Bruce immediately called up more pictures, but it moved too fast, the watchtower's camera only captured some afterimages, and the ring that seemed to be a space portal disappeared.

An ordinary meteorite would not be able to achieve such a speed unless there is extra momentum propelling it forward.

Was it thrown over?

Bruce wants to ask Clark about the specific situation, but he may be in space and may not be able to receive the signal.

But he still pressed the inside line of the league members.

Fortunately, the call was quickly connected.

Clark is safe now.Bruce finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Bruce, that's not a meteorite!" Clark said in a hurry, "It's alive, it's Doomsday!"

Bruce froze the moment he heard the name.

Doomsday?How could it be... Luthor had no chance to come into contact with Kryptonian civilization at all, and Zod's body was well preserved in the Fortress of Solitude. How was it created?And it suddenly appeared near the earth and crashed the space station?

And how did Clark determine that it was Doomsday?He had never seen this monster before.

what on earth is it?

For a while, he had too many questions to ask, but the situation was urgent, and now was obviously not a good time to chat.

But Clark seemed to know what he was thinking, and explained succinctly: "After you told me about Doomsday, I asked Joe about its origin. It was the product of a failed research by Kryptonian scientists. An irrational The killing machine, not named, Luthor's Doomsday is just a poor imitation. It was sealed inside Krypton before, maybe Planet Destruction didn't kill it, but released it. I don't know why It will appear on the earth, it may have something to do with Zod, or it may have something to do with the singularity we created before... I can't be sure. I just rescued the astronauts, and now I am going to the Atlantic Ocean, where it landed."

When Clark was talking, the scene of Superman and Doomsday perishing together that night resurfaced in Bruce's mind again. He seemed to hear the horrible rubbing sound of Clark holding Doomsday's bone spurs into his chest inch by inch, and God on Earth's death. The cry of dying...

Doomsday wasn't his nightmare, it was more like a curse, a curse he could never escape.

No matter how hard he tries, things will still come back to square one dramatically, whether it's a stronger Zod or the Doomsday he can't do anything to avoid.

The timeline taunted Robin mercilessly like the words sprayed on Robin's uniform——

You're a joke, Batman.

The lights and shadows in the restaurant are intertwined, and the citizens who come to dine whisper to share their emotions, joy because of the little things in life, and worry about the trivial things in daily life.

They are completely unaware of the coming doomsday crisis, and they don't know that on the other side of the ocean, the sons of Krypton, who they regard as "gods", are guarding the peace and tranquility they now have.

The afterglow of the setting sun made the dining table blood red, and Bruce sat alone in the corner with his mobile phone, as if all the excitement around him had nothing to do with him.

He lowered his eyes and found that his fingertips were trembling slightly.

He took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and was about to speak, but his throat was so suffocated that he couldn't utter a complete syllable for a long time.

"Ka, Karl..."

Clark was keenly aware of Bruce's strangeness, and asked, "Yes, I'm here, Bruce, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Bruce calmed down, and his voice changed back to his usual calmness, "Listen, Carl, I will notify Arthur and Diana, you take me back to Gotham to get the kryptonite equipment. This is not you alone The human battlefield belongs to the entire Justice League, and we are a team."

Clark hesitated for a moment, then said, "Okay."

The sudden appearance of Superman caused a commotion among the crowd, and the surrounding citizens picked up their mobile phones and began to take pictures of him, and some people dared to ask him if he could take a photo.He went straight to Bruce who was standing on the side of the road, picked him up with ease, turned his head and refused, "Sorry, I'm a little busy right now."

A passerby recognized Bruce and exclaimed, "That's Bruce Wayne!"

The crowd immediately exploded.

"Where are you going, Mr. Wayne?"

"Can you tell me how you met, Mr. Superman?"

"Are you a couple?"

"God, I wish Superman could hold me like this..."

"Mr. Wayne, do you often fly like this?"

As if he didn't hear people's comments, Clark held Bruce up into the air in silence, and then whispered: "Hold me tight, Bruce."

Then there was an accelerated sonic boom, and the two disappeared from the crowd's sight in an instant.

Without saying a word, Bruce changed into the bat uniform as quickly as possible, took the newly made kryptonite gun and bullets, and the tightly covered kryptonite spear.

He tossed Clark a two-inch-wide circular contraption.

"Anti-kryptonite device." Bruce said, pointing to his belt, "just stick it here, there is a start button on it, it will neutralize the radiation of kryptonite, but the time limit is only half a minute. I tried to directly Modify your Kryptonian uniform, but it is as indestructible as you, at least my equipment can't do it. And traditional physical armor will limit your movement... If you give me a little more time..."

"It's enough, Bruce, you've done an amazing job, you've done a great job." Clark stopped his self-blame. Although Bruce didn't say it, he could imagine that with the current level of technology on Earth, How difficult it was to develop this device.

Clark snapped the device to the center of his belt, and Bruce was about to get into the Bat-Fighter, but he was halfway there when he turned back.

Clark asked, "What's the matter, Blue...uh..."

Bruce grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him forcefully.

He has rarely been so active, especially in a Bat uniform, and this is the first time.

Clark responded enthusiastically, completely immersed in this affectionate kiss, lips and teeth intertwined, inseparable.

After the kiss was over, Bruce was out of breath. Holding Clark's handsome face, he ordered uncompromisingly, "You'd better survive, Kal-El!"

Through the mask, Clark saw the hypoxic flush on his face. He took Bruce's hand, kissed his palm, nodded, and said solemnly, "Okay."

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It was a completely different Doomsday than Bruce remembered.

Its figure is larger than the Doomsday created by Luthor. Its black-gray skin is covered with bone spurs, like wearing a hard armor, and its eyes are red with heat, like an evil crawling out of hell. Ghosts are scary.

Arthur had led it from the bottom of the sea to the shore, and Diana shouted angrily, stepped onto the reef, jumped to a high place, and rushed up with her shield!

Holding the bat fighter, Clark slowly let go of his hand. He flew in front of Bruce and looked back at him.

Bruce stretched out his index finger and pointed upwards. Clark nodded knowingly and joined the battle directly.

Arthur managed to avoid the overwhelming hot gaze, and Diana kicked Doomsday's head to the side. She swung her sword, but Doomsday easily dodged it.

"Boom——" This time, Arthur took the trident and slammed it on the back of the head. The blow almost exhausted his whole body's strength. Doomsday staggered a few times, and immediately hit the nearby rock.

It shook its head, and a few small bone spurs emerged from the injured area again. It clenched its hands into fists, roared like a wild beast, and fired a heat gaze at Arthur again as if venting its anger.

Arthur rolled and crawled, dodging in embarrassment while cursing: "Damn alien bastard, I'm going to dig out your two spotlights!"

Diana knelt down on one knee, stood the shield on the beach, raised her arm and slammed it with her wrist, and several golden lights hit Doomsday immediately.

It raised its hand to block, as if completely enraged, it sent out a huge heat sight from its eyes, mouth and nose to counter it.

Diana was thrown several meters away by him and fell to the ground.She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, picked up the sword that had fallen to the side, and was about to get up, the next moment, two slender, hot eyes shot out from behind her, and hit the monster straight!

It's Clark.

"Boom—" The afterimage reflected on the retina by the hot line of sight has not disappeared, and the sonic boom brought out by Clark's fist exploded with a loud bang.

"Boom bang bang-"

Clark had no intention of stopping at all, every time he swung a punch, a surge of energy visible to the naked eye spread around him.

However, his fist did not cause any substantial damage to Doomsday. The monster roared again, releasing all the absorbed energy in a burst!

Clark was caught off guard and was blasted into the air by it, dizzy for a moment.He jerked his head a few times, recovered quickly, and flew straight towards it again.

Not to be outdone, Doomsday growled and stepped forward as if wanting to confront Clark head-on.

Suddenly a golden rope protruded from the back, binding it tightly, and the huge inertia pulled it backwards. Arthur stuck the trident on the ground, flew up into the air and kicked it in the chin, Doomsday Struggling to fall backward.

At this time, Clark fell from the sky, punched it in the abdomen, and pushed it directly to the surface of the sea.

Immediately afterwards, there was another loud bang, and Clark kicked it into the air.

Diana crossed her arms and aimed at Doomsday.

Bruce stared at the monster directly in front of him, held his breath, and hit the fire button.

The kryptonite bomb exploded on Doomsday's back, and the green smoke surrounded it in an instant. This tireless monster fell into great pain in an instant. The sea fell.

It works, kryptonite works.Bruce suppressed his excitement and aimed at Doomsday again.

This time what he was going to fire was not a smoke bomb, but a kryptonite bullet.

"Whoosh-"

However, Doomsday, which escaped from the green smoke, repaired itself at an incredible speed. It turned sideways, and the kryptonite bullet passed by his shoulder blade, and the ballistic trajectory wiped a deep bloodstain on his black-gray skin, and then Bone spurs grew again, filling the fresh wounds.

Oops.Bruce quickly pulled up the fighter plane and fled.

Doomsday glared at the warplane, roaring and firing heat-sights at it.

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I'm still too well-behaved, your brains are much bigger than mine

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