Chapter 474 Chu Xin looked at Superman’s delicate body and got greedy
The vengeful Superman, who was born by bathing in the fire of the sun, wore a pitch-black suit, and at a glance he could see the absurd and crazy scenes in Gotham City across the vast distances of space.
The memories in his broken and confused brain were like boiling water, and after a difficult period of thinking and recalling, he recognized that the green-haired guy was the old enemy of one of his best friends, but he couldn't remember anything about this best friend.
A few flying bats passed by.
Superman even forgot his own name.
But he subconsciously shot a heat vision towards the clown that was ten times more powerful than before.
Viewed from an extremely distant planet, it seems as if a blazing bridge has been built between the sun and the earth, and it seems as if this sun is attacking the blue star.
"What is that?"
"Run! Run!"
"What a panic! There is an ugly emperor sitting in charge. When have we ever been cowards?"
When the crowd saw two heat sights piercing the sky with their naked eyes, they all started talking in unison, and their words were full of trust in the clown.
However, some people were shocked to find that the clown on the rooftop turned into a ball of dissipated black flames and flew away like a gust of wind.
boom--
The next second, the heat vision bombarded the headquarters building of the Dark Alliance, instantly burning it and exploding it. The resulting shock wave rose up, and tens of thousands of Gotham citizens were blown away like dust, flying and falling.
The high-heat ray swayed with Superman's rapid movement, and suddenly it was like a heated blade aimed at the entire Gotham City, cutting wildly in all directions. Countless high-rise buildings were torn apart like pieces of cake, and the streets were covered with ravines, water pipes, and air pipes.
Explosion, chaos, numerous casualties.
If you observe carefully, you can find that Superman did not deliberately destroy the city. His heat vision has been chasing the wisp of black fog flying in the sky.
Boom!
Accompanied by the sonic boom that resounded throughout the city, Superman in black swooped down against the substantial overlapping air pressure rings, quickly approaching the ground and crushing a building.
In people's eyes, this scene just thought it was a cannonball falling from the sky, and they couldn't see clearly what was in the center wrapped by the drawing airflow.
"Hahahahaha~ I knew it, I knew it, how could the majestic god of the earth die in such a boring way!"
"I've been bored for so many years, I almost went to outer space, and finally it's interesting!"
The Joker suddenly turned around and grasped the void with his hands. Two clusters of pitch-black hellfire spread all over his body, then burst out and pounced on Superman mightily.
At this moment, his eyes glowed again, and the thrill-seeking and crazy King of Gotham was back again.
Hellfire is the Joker's most powerful attack method. For decades, no one has been able to last for ten seconds. Even the Green Lantern will be burned black and blue.
call--
Unfortunately, he faced the resurrected and blackened Revenge Superman, whose overall combat power was several times what it was before his rebirth.
It was seen that Superman ignored the sea of fire of hell and penetrated directly through it. He also ignored the flames attached to the surface of his body and allowed them to burn his indestructible body pointlessly.
Seeing this, the clown frowned slightly in displeasure.
But he didn't panic. He immediately focused his eyes and used the devil's best bewitchment illusion called Soul Contract, which can mentally manipulate the opponent to surrender. He also relied on this trick to convince many heroes of the Justice League to become him.
The cow becomes the horse.
It's a pity that Superman's eyes, as still as dead water, don't have any trace of chaos, and the firm and determined eyes are like entrenched poisonous snakes.
At this moment, the clown finally realized that the Superman in front of him was not the one he knew well. Although he had the same appearance and skills, his temperament and demeanor were completely different.
But he never had fear, instead, more majestic madness and surprise surged in his heart!
No reason.
Because he is a clown.
Death has no meaning in his life dictionary, nor is it the end, and he has never been afraid of it.
Bang!
Superman crashed into the Joker, grabbed the latter's neck, and pushed him to a hill on the outskirts of the city.
With a "boom", the mountaintop collapsed.
"Where are they!" Superman asked in a hoarse and low voice.
"Them?" The nearly suffocated Joker was almost speechless. He tried to release the fire of hell, but was forcibly interrupted by Superman punching him in the abdomen.
"Them!" Superman said and was stunned, because he couldn't remember who the woman he was talking about was, he only knew that she was extremely important to him.
"You mean your mother Martha and wife Louise?" The clown showed a meaningful mocking smile, "They are dead! Idiot, you were resurrected too late. For eighty years, they are not extraordinary like us.
The refined and chosen son has long since turned into a pile of ashes!"
Superman was stunned, his eyes widening in disbelief. Two women's faces suddenly burst into his brain, and a huge wave of sadness poured out.
The Joker seized the opportunity and wrapped his right fist with hellfire and struck Superman on the chin.
Bang——
The dark pillar of fire rushed hundreds of meters and burned the entire hill to ashes.
But the clown still felt pain in his neck and it became increasingly difficult to breathe.
When his blurred vision returned to normal, Superman's condescending eyes fell mercilessly on his face.
"Yes, that's the look! Don't stop, just stare at me with this crazy look, hahahaha!" The clown laughed extremely happily, being able to witness the degeneration of the god of justice and hope into a man who cares about human life.
As a devil, even death is a good deal.
In order to enjoy more precious scenes, the clown laughed loudly without thinking: "I know how they died! They did not die of old age in peace~"
When Superman heard this, he used his fingers harder and harder, and the clown's cervical vertebrae made a sound of bone friction.
"Although I didn't kill them, they died in the riot I caused," the clown laughed triumphantly. "I seem to remember that dear Martha was made into a barbecue and skewered on a stick, and our beautiful Louise
I had a wonderful experience before I died, would you like me to give you a closer look..."
puff--
Before he could continue to make up the so-called tragic death, the furious Superman directly served with heat rays, easily melting the clown's head, and then venting his anger without leaving any bones.
The clown is dead!
Superman did not feel the slightest joy. He rushed up to the atmosphere and looked down at this familiar and unfamiliar planet. Broken memories emerged one after another, and after being roasted by the fire of revenge, they turned into the source of hatred that filled every blood vessel.
There is nothing here that he cares about anymore.
It's time to go.
There is only one thing left in life: revenge.
Superman remembered the appearance of Doomsday, and knew that the reason things had developed into the current disastrous situation was because of Chu Xin.
Where can I find him?
"I know where it is, go kill it, don't let down my good intentions~"
At this moment, a pretendingly profound voice sounded in his ears.
The next moment, space distorted, and Superman disappeared into the fleeting wormhole like colored paint falling into a vortex.
…
Mars.
Ceng Ceng Ceng ~
(Dubbing in Chu Xin’s head)
The entire planet is deforming, the metal surface is cracked and crisscrossed, and the huge mechanical limbs are flipping and rotating layer by layer. This process is not the traditional robot twisting the torso, but the imaginary expressive power of nanometal.
After a while, the entire Mars was compressed into the body of the steel cable, greatly increasing its density.
To put it bluntly, today's steel cables can easily withstand Doomsday's punches and kicks, and it is difficult for anything to damage his body.
Buzz~
Chu Xin switches back to Doomsday.
Buzz!
Suddenly, the ripples in the space not far away aroused his alertness.
In the blink of an eye, the ferocious-looking Superman dodged and charged towards Chu Xin with murderous intent.
He didn't speak, but his mouth was roaring. Silence was louder than sound at this moment, and Chu Xin could clearly feel Superman's turbulent hatred.
"He's not dead yet? He is indeed a son of the DC plane."
Chu Xin accepted this reality calmly and welcomed Superman's collision with open arms.
Bang——
(Dubbing in Chu Xin’s head)
Superman flew backwards for tens of thousands of meters. In disbelief, he looked at his cracked and bleeding fists, and in the blink of an eye he launched a fearless charge.
"Hey~ His physique is much stronger than before!"
Chu Xin, who didn't even feel numb at all, was pleasantly surprised. He had an idea involuntarily and had a bold idea in his mind.
He looked at Superman's rapidly enlarging body and licked his spiky lower teeth.