I get stronger by sunbathing, just like Superman.

He clutched his stomach, staggered back a few steps, and saw a patch of bright red blood in his hand, and…

A dagger stained red in the hand of another 'self'.

Disbelief crossed his eyes. He hadn't expected... this madman would even kill 'himself'!

"you……!"

thump!

Before he could even speak, the blond-haired Luther shoved him into the hatching pool. Crimson blood instantly stained the entire pool crimson, and the monster submerged within twitched...

The blond Luther stared indifferently at the bald Luther struggling in the pool and said calmly:

"world…

They can only be reborn after the day of destruction arrives…

Just like the prehistoric Great Purge...

Don't you understand this simple principle?

After he finished speaking with a slightly mocking expression, he casually threw the dagger into the pool.

Finally, the bald Luther, his eyes filled with resentment, went still and sank to the bottom of the pool…

next second.

Roar! ! !

The monster suddenly opened its eyes, which were as big as lanterns! Its thick arms instantly burst through the incubation membrane on its body, and it raised its head and roared at the sky!

The eerie howl of the beast could be clearly heard by the refugees within a radius of tens of kilometers! It was as if it were announcing its birth to the heavens and earth!

……

Max stood frozen behind Luther, the monstrous aura almost blinding him...

"What's this?"

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Chapter 111 All Superheroes vs. Super Doomsday! (Part 1) (Please subscribe! Giao!)

Gotham City.

The sky was overcast, and flocks of crows flew overhead, their bodies illuminated by the huge bat lights, making them even more conspicuous and bright than when they were in the clouds.

Sheriff Gordon stood on the edge of the rooftop, looking down at the restless crowd below, listening to the occasional explosions and gunshots in the distance, his brow furrowing and sighing frequently.

His state of mind at this moment was like a cigarette burning at his fingertips, the tobacco leaves were almost gone... and the ash was about to fall.

Just now, the Gotham City government has collapsed, the police department has been disbanded, and the entire city's order has collapsed.

Those troublemakers who used to thrive on chaos have also emerged from the gutter and wreaked havoc everywhere, making the already chaotic Gotham even more filthy and disgusting.

After settling his family in, Gordon thought it over and over, but ultimately couldn't resist returning. He turned on the Bat-Signal, which hadn't been used in a long time, hoping to learn something from his old friend...

What's wrong with this world?

Gordon waited for a long time, but the figure never appeared.

He threw the burnt cigarette butt on the ground, stomped it out, tightened his coat, and turned to leave…

Suddenly, a burly figure appeared in the shadows of the corner.

"Batman."

Gordon was both surprised and delighted. He thought that in such a chaotic situation, the other party would definitely not have time to come see him, but he still came.

Bruce, as always, was dressed in a jet-black battle suit, covered with battle damage from countless battles over the years.

But at this moment, his chest was rising and falling slightly, and blood was dripping from his clenched fists…

It looks like he was busy dealing with those unruly, smelly rats before he came here.

Gordon felt a pang of emotion; even as the end of the world loomed, this man remained steadfast in his beliefs.

Bruce's deep voice rang out from beneath the mask:

“Gordon, you should be at home. It’s not safe here.”

"I know…

But that's how it is all of Gotham now... there's nowhere truly safe.

Gordon's tone was somewhat helpless.

"It's not just Gotham, it's the whole world... even another world."

Bruce walked up to him, gazing at the overlapping, shimmering buildings in the distance with a serious expression.

Gordon sighed.

"What should we do?"

Bruce remained silent for a long time without responding, because he didn't know the answer either.

suddenly

Bruce heard a buzzing sound from his communicator. He glanced at Gordon, who had his back to him, then turned and jumped off the rooftop…

"If there's anything I can help you with..."

As Gordon spoke, he turned around and found that the rooftop was empty.

In a dark corner, Bruce was looking at data transmitted from a satellite through a miniature computer on his wrist, while the voice of his butler, Alfred, rang in his ears.

"Twenty minutes ago, the satellite detected an extremely high heat source signal somewhere in the metropolis..."

"Heat source signal? Is it from a nuclear power plant?"

Bruce said in a deep voice.

"No... the heat source is coming from the city center, from that crashed Kryptonian spaceship. It seems to be some kind of bio-energy reading, higher than a nuclear power plant, it looks..."

He seems to be an extremely dangerous 'guy'.

Upon hearing this, Bruce had a vague sense of foreboding.

After a moment's hesitation, he instructed Alfred to send his Batplane to the designated location to pick him up.

He's going to the Metropolitan Area.

Afu, speaking through the earpiece, hesitated for a moment before slowly saying:

"Excuse my bluntness... Mr. Wayne."

If the end of the world is really coming, and everyone will die, why do you continue to hold on...?

“Alfred…”

Bruce interrupted him, saying in a deep voice, "I'm not doing this to save the world, or to prove anything..."

At this point, he thought for a moment and then continued:

"Because this is the only thing I can do right now."

There was a long silence on the other end of the headset.

"I understand, good luck..."

Wayne… sir.

"You too, and also..."

"Putting that kryptonite spear I made on the flying vehicle might be useful."

After Bruce finished speaking, he turned off the communicator.

Far away in the Batcave of Wayne Manor, Butler Alfred stood calmly in front of the control panel.

"I hope there will be another opportunity in the future..."

I can make you another coffee.

...

Metropolis, inside the Kryptonian spaceship.

"What is this!?"

Max stared at the enormous creature in the hatching pool, roaring to the sky, its terrifying aura sending chills down Max's spine!

Whether it's the sensory impact or the intimidating aura, it's on a completely different level from the super soldiers created by the Super Soldier Management Bureau!

This monster made every cell in his body send out a strong danger alarm!

And this blond man in front of it was just standing there grinning like an idiot!?

Luther slowly turned his head, a strange look in his eyes as he looked at Max.

You're not Superman...

However… if you don’t mind, you can try it for him; I’d also like to know how powerful it is.”