Spine Gu: Devouring from the Spirit Cage

The dark whip whizzed away, and Doomsday quickly avoided the touch of the "eraser" in the ruins in embarrassment.

"You should thank me for constantly spurring you on, probably the only ones in this world who can do so well and hard work are your parents.

Luo Ke trembled cunningly, and the kilometer-long dark whip wiped off Doomsday's limbs.

Doomsday couldn't understand what he was saying, but at this moment, he was furious to the extreme, and immediately regenerated his limbs and rushed out, but the next second he was swept away by the dark light

"Unfilial son, if I was anxious for you to die, I would have used the power of devouring to scrap your regenerative ability. It took so much trouble. Don't you want you to become stronger? Do you understand my sincerity and kindness?"

I kill you again and again, for your own good~ You are welcome!

After Luo Ke finished speaking, murderous aura emerged, and scarlet blood steam floated out of his eyes.

The dark whip in his hand expanded into a giant net without warning, covering the whole Doomsday!

The dark light ended, leaving only one invisible cell floating in the air.

It is not afraid to kill it a few times, anyway, any of Luo Ke's abilities can beat him to death, and he will be stewed repeatedly until the bones are fragrant, and it will be out of the pot until the heat is in place.

After a while, this cell began to rapidly divide and proliferate, and in just a few minutes, it regenerated a brand new resurrected Doomsday.It can be said that he was reborn from a drop of blood. In terms of regeneration, Doomsday is second to none among the many foods Roco encountered.

A tyrannical king with a height of tens of meters was born, and his appearance finally got rid of the ugly and stupid before, and became ugly and full of cruelty.

Even though the comprehensive ability has skyrocketed by multiples, it can already play with Superman, but its skills are still so few, mainly relying on physical hand-to-hand combat.

"Roar

It sent out a roaring sound wave, directly smashing down more than a dozen high-rise buildings nearby, and the floor tiles and mud swept around, and the surrounding area was razed to the ground, and many witnesses became tomb bombers.

"Dinner.'

Luo Ke didn't say a word, his body swelled up, and the thick scorching steam covered a radius of ten thousand meters.

Coldridge Monarch Form!

Doomsday stared at the instep in front of him, and was stunned for a few seconds.

The chaotic and irritable thoughts could not help but stagnate, and the child's face was so shocked that there was a humanized bewilderment and astonishment.

buzz~

The right arm turned into a several thousand meter long bone blade, wrapped in the dark devouring power.

The black bone blade sticks out of the tumbling dense mist and stabs towards Doomsday.

Feeling oppression and fear, the tiny Doomsday hissed like a beast.

Its whole body sprayed out energy, and then stretched its hands forward, collided with the tip of the bone blade, and was temporarily blocked by brute force.

But the power of devouring, like a gangrene attached to the bone, greedily swam to Doomsday's body, easily destroyed its regenerative ability, and penetrated into the body to wreak havoc.

boom-

Thunder roared, resounding through New York.

Just as Doomsday was struggling to resist, a dazzling green light pierced through the mist that covered the sky and pierced into its chest in the blink of an eye, touching its heart.

That's deadly kryptonite!

It suffered severe pain and weakened.

The power of devouring turned into a sharp sword, directly piercing through the thick body, frantically destroying its Doomsday cells.

In an instant, Doomsday is over,

Rocco raised it upwards, and the heavy, half-dead body flew into the air, and then was tightly entangled by countless white bone claws under the dull gaze of countless people.

The sound of decomposition and devouring came from the thick and persistent mist, like the whispering of evil spirits in the deep space of the universe.

People couldn't see the whole picture of Rocco at all, they only knew that it was a terrifying giant with a height of [-] meters, and they couldn't help feeling fear and awe.Perhaps the unknown is the most terrifying, and the image of Rocco is more intimidating than ordinary gods.

"I hope he is not hostile to humans." Wonder Woman said in the distance.

Batman shook his head, "This kind of existence, I don't understand what humans have to covet."

Doomsday's body gradually shrunk, first the flesh, then the internal organs, and finally only a golden skeleton remained.

Not even a single cell can be spared!

In order to prevent this guy from parasitizing into other organisms for resurrection.

+1 million

Evolution value [19/20]

"Swallowing the Doomsday, the [passive-adaptive] ability has been greatly strengthened, the host has already possessed a super adaptive evolutionary power beyond the Doomsday, and can produce perfect defense resistance against 90.00% of the attacks in the world, within this probability range The enemy cannot use the same attack to cause effective damage to the host.'

"Swallowing kryptonite, the host can release kryptonite energy, which is inherently powerful against Kryptonian creatures."

call

The huge figure in the dark cloud became blurred.

The wind blew and the mist surged, and gradually disappeared in the eyes of everyone.

woo~

The doomsday was wiped out, and the thick nuclear dust that had covered the sky was also dispersed by Roco, revealing the long-lost sky.

At this time, people realized that it was already 08:30 in the morning, but the gloomy day still had no dazzling sun

Just like the fallen Superman, the stalwart figure will always be fixed in the eyes of those students and teachers.

However, although Superman is dead, the citizens are still alive

They were naturally very happy, hugging each other and looking up at the dome where Rocco disappeared.

Quietly, new beliefs and worship have been derived.

The old remembrance and mourning will do.

"no, I can not!'

"That's a demon that kills gods, how could it be eaten?"

"What the hell is it? It's so huge that I can't see what it looks like!"

"There must be a way to create more powerful monsters!

There is one person whose mood is completely different from the cheers, excitement, and joy of the crowd, and that is Luther who has been dumbfounded.

His facial features were all twitching abnormally, from the sudden ecstasy of Superman's death, to the shock and fear that couldn't be added.

What broke him the most was that the old god finally fell under his plan, but why did a new god more terrifying than Superman pop up?

It doesn't matter whether this "god" is the Lord of Sparks that he guessed, or whether he is a human or an alien.Luthor's hatred for him has nothing to do with these elements, but pure envy and disgust for those existences that are too strong for him to resist.He feels that the world does not need so-called gods, and human beings should rely on self-strengthening instead of believing in others.

Moreover, in his opinion, Luo Ke did not show up sooner or later, but appeared on the stage at the very moment of despair of the world. He definitely has his own selfish desire and purpose, and he is not the so-called all-good savior at all.

He has already anticipated how the public will lick their faces in awe in the next few days. After all, Superman has already staged the elimination of General Krypton.

People's behavior makes him feel extremely disgusted

call!

Luther rode his motorcycle and galloped towards the direction of the Kryptonian spaceship. After arriving, he scrambled and rushed into the creation room.

But the first thing he learned was not the manufacturing method of a certain weapon, but the bad news conveyed by a spacecraft system.

A projection of an alien appeared above his head, with images of three square boxes in front of him.

Information about Darkseid and Apocalypse poured into Luthor's brain.

"How...how could

"What is this, who are they?

"Pandora's box has been opened, and he is coming!'

Luther murmured to himself in panic, suddenly realizing that he seemed to have committed an unforgivable crime, and couldn't help but shed tears and sweat.

"No no no, Superman is dead, but the Lord of Fire is still there!"

"You can let him fight with Apocalypse, and both sides will lose!"

He was so engrossed that he didn't even notice the dense footsteps behind him.

A large number of FBI armed with guns rushed in and took Luther away from here.

He was sent directly to the temporary detention center, changed into an orange prison uniform, shaved off his long hair, and wore a big bald head that fit the cartoon image.

As for how to convict him, it still needs to be discussed. After all, he is the leader of the Lex Group.

479 He’s Not a Superman, Moral Kidnapping is Useless (Two in One)

The next day.

On this day, a state funeral is held in honor of Superman.

Newspapers carried headlines such as "Night of Horror, Morning of Lost, Dawn of the Spark," and related news dominated the headlines.

"Daily Planet Reporter Clark Kent Killed While Covering Battle of Gotham", "Lex Luthor Arrested In Suspected Capitol Bombing".

These two pieces of news also occupy a lot of space.

The once bustling streets are now empty, and the hot breeze filled with gunpowder smoke blows newspapers and fallen leaves all over the ground.

The atmosphere is heavy and depressing, but full of hope like the morning sun.

Maybe there are tall buildings ahead, and there may be scorched ruins when you look back. Countless ruins and ruins prove that the battle that shocked the world last night was real.

At this moment, all the people gathered at the state funeral ceremony.

Dressed in black, they stood solemnly on both sides of the road, looking respectfully at a coffin wrapped with the Stars and Stripes escorted by the guard of honor.

A few fighter planes passed overhead, and the salute roared, expressing the highest respect of the free country to Superman.

As everyone knows, there is no Superman's corpse in this dark and smooth coffin.

The real Superman, of course, lies in the grave that belonged to reporter Clark.

In the empty countryside, a group of people sent ordinary coffins into the pit.

"I failed him when he was alive," said Batman standing under a tree in the distance, "and I will not fail him again when he is dead."

He turned to look at Wonder Woman beside him, "Help me find others like you."

The female hero shook her head, "Maybe they don't want to be found."

"They will, and they still have to fight. We must join hands to meet the greater crisis that may come in the future." Batman said flatly but firmly.

Today, he regained his previous principles and got rid of the paranoia and madness of the past two years.

Just when everyone was immersed in the grief of Superman's death, an unexpected visitor appeared in Luthor's detention center.

Call ~

The lights buzzed and went out one after another, and all the monitoring equipment along the way turned to black screens.

A wisp of yellow sand brushed past, stayed outside the iron gate, and slowly condensed into a human form.

"What are you doing again? Didn't I tell you, the bell has already sounded, they have heard it, in the dark, among the stars, they have found us, and we are galloping towards the earth, you can't stop it."

Luther lay on the small bed, closed his eyes and said, he mistook it for Batman who had looked for him before.

"Ok, I know."

The strange yet familiar voice made Luther sit up in shock, staring in horror at the young man whose face was covered by the darkness.

"You, you... Lord of Sparks?"

He asked tremblingly, the corners of his mouth sometimes twitched nervously, and sometimes raised uncontrollably.

"You know that too? You know them? Yes, an existence beyond imagination like you must know a lot of secrets about the universe, about life, about them."

Luther walked towards Rocco excitedly, wanting to reach out and touch him through the railing.

But this short distance seemed out of reach, he didn't have the courage to touch it at all, his cautious appearance was both hateful and pitiful.

"Aren't you afraid of them? When they come, will you levitate above ten thousand people and kill all directions amid the cries of countless believers? I really look forward to that day and witness the great war with my own eyes!"

Luther said intermittently that his mental state was already very abnormal, and he danced and danced while talking. He was so crazy that even the clown would have to say it when he saw him.

He wasn't even sure if the Rocco in front of him was still there, or if it was real. Even though the passage was empty, he could clearly smell a terrible smell.