piratefiction Chapter 75 Superman's Deathmatch
Chapter 75 Superman's Deathmatch
Chapter 75 Superman's Deathmatch
Don't worry about me.
This is the sentence Bruce heard most often from his friend.
Whether the other person was kneeling in pain after being hit by the Omega Ray, or was powerless with a kryptonite bullet stuck in their chest, they had said the same thing to me when I came to their rescue.
For Bruce, Superman represents a sense of security, and for everyone.
Even before Superman appeared, at least three-quarters of the world's population believed in some kind of religion that claimed to have a savior. When this savior actually came to the people, who could refuse him?
Do we need that?
Batman was thinking about how it would be more natural to reach for that thing at his waist, but the thought of killing his friend made his heart race uncontrollably.
"Your heart rate has suddenly increased by 7 percentage points, Bruce. Maybe you're thinking that what's in that lead-plated box hanging on your belt might turn the tide?"
Superman's heat vision burned the small box on Batman's belt to ashes, so whatever was inside would no longer pose any threat to him.
He couldn't help but admire Batman, who truly deserved to be his personally recognized "best friend" and "world's best partner."
"Even at this point, you are still so indomitable. You are definitely the best and most dangerous ant among them, Bruce."
You simply won't give up even the slightest possibility of victory.
However, I do appreciate the reminder—in this universe, when I get tired of playing around again, I'll remember to kill you first.
Batman silently looked up at Superman and the top of his head: "Yes, but there's something I might not have reminded you of, and that is..."
Enveloped in a dark purple shadow curtain, Joey once again traveled back into the underground cavern. Raven's magic allowed him to silently approach the superhero of this other world.
Joey grabbed the man by the neck and threw him headfirst. At the same time, the black light screen attached to him transformed back into an energy raven, carrying Batman away from the battlefield.
"I had been questioning myself, comparing myself to Clark Kent, and wondering if I was using this superpower correctly."
Joey's skin was still dry and cracked. The Raven in this world only had half the body and less than half the strength. She had even lost the ability to fly to the sun in an instant.
A few seconds of sunlight wasn't enough for Joey to fully recover, but the "Superman" underground had almost wiped out the remaining Justice League members, and Joey felt it was necessary to stop him first. "It turns out that in this chaotic world and among these heroes, I'm actually the nobler one."
Moreover, Joey anticipated that the battle wouldn't be too difficult, as there was a god-slaying weapon underground—the kryptonite spear.
Joey grabbed the Superman's bright red cape and threw the kryptonite spear at him, followed immediately by a horizontal heat vision shot.
The heavily struck "Superman" rolled around like a gourd and came to a stop near the Kryptonite spear. According to the usual logic of the Kryptonians, he should now be no different from an ordinary person.
But the other party quickly proved to Joey that there is no consistent logic in their universe, and that the radiation from Kryptonite did not completely rob him of his superpowers, at least he did not lose his heat vision.
After recovering from the initial heavy blow, the opponent used their still-functioning heat vision to burn the kryptonite fragments at the tip of the spear to ashes.
Joey's sweeping heat gaze only left a shallow scratch on his arm, which he used to block.
The slightly older "Superman" looked at the still very young-looking Joey, a hint of reminiscence seemingly flashing in his eyes:
"So you're saying you're the superman of this world? You look so young! How old are you? 15 or 16!"
Before the other party could even finish saying the word "sixteen," he had already dodged and thrown a punch, and the highly vigilant Joey returned the favor with his own fist.
The two fists collided with a loud bang, and the shockwave generated by the impact caused the already overburdened underground cavern to collapse completely.
Buried under the rocks, Joey activated his super vision and instantly spotted the other person, then broke through the rock and pounced on them.
Clearly, the other side did the same thing. Superman knew Joey's location, but instead of fighting in the underground rock like Joey did, he flew upwards.
The red solar ray gun attack just now consumed a large portion of Superman's energy reserves; now he just needs to bask in the sun.
To regain his former glory.
Joey wasn't about to let him have his way. The moment "Superman" burst out of the ground, he caught up and grabbed the man's ankle.
With a casual shovel, a large crater several meters in diameter was created on the ground, and the concrete road surface within a radius of several hundred meters cracked.
For a battle between two superheroes, this level of destruction is as gentle as a breeze.
Thanks to Gotham's perennial fog and rainy nights, the city is now completely dark except for the flashing searchlights and neon lights, and neither of them is at their peak right now.
The conflict with Barbatos just now shattered the Arc Reactor that Joey had used to continuously recharge himself. At this moment, Joey was unsure whether to gamble on how strong the opponent could be at his peak.
Joey himself is a Kryptonian, so he knows how difficult it is to kill Kryptonians using conventional methods. At this moment, he is in a dilemma.
Either confine the opponent to Gotham and wear them down little by little, Joey is confident that he can completely exhaust the opponent's strength and strangle them before sunrise.
The price is that a small part of Gotham City may need to be renovated in the aftermath of the battle.
Alternatively, you could push your opponent into the air, allowing both of your strength to increase with the sunlight.
If Joey's strength can quickly overwhelm his opponent, that's fine. But if the two are evenly matched, or if something worse happens...
A fight between two superhumans, if left unchecked, could destroy the entire planet beneath their feet.
"You're still too young, the superman of this universe. You're not even old enough to be called 'Superman' yet. Let's call you 'Superboy' instead."
The "Superman" in front of Joey, however, had absolute confidence in his own power.
He was certain that his strength far surpassed that of this fledgling young superhero, and the opponent's battle strategy indirectly proved this point:
"I've lived for almost thirty years, and I've defeated Metal Man, Bizarro, General Zod, Brainiac, Doomsday, Darkseid...
What have you accomplished at your age? What earth-shattering feats have you done with your superpowers? Was it playing whack-a-mole with heat vision on a Kansas farm?!
Superman grew tired of seeing the world as that Kansas Smallville boy, and as his power increased...
His growing loneliness completely consumed him.
All the creatures and sights in the universe seemed too insignificant and unexciting to him; he was tired of playing the same almost unchanging game with those ants.
However, this brand-new universe gave him a fresh perspective; he could treat all the existing parallel universes as his playground, just like a god.
It's like starting a completely different game. When he gets tired of playing in this world, he goes to find the door to the next world and continues playing, endlessly.
"Once I've dealt with you, I'll take over everything you have in this world: your parents, your Lana Lang, your Lois Lane, and your Superman identity..."
Before "Superman" could finish speaking, Joey stepped forward and delivered an uppercut that sent him flying sideways, crashing headfirst into the Wayne Casino building not far away, smashing the building through.
"Ha, to be honest, you're quite helpful."
For a fleeting moment, Joey actually considered the other person's thoughtful suggestion seriously. After all, the things he mentioned didn't exist in his world, and the things he was currently facing were not common in his world.
After all, not every Superman has such a good opportunity to face a Kryptonian empire that has risen from its slumber and to consider how to force back their well-organized interstellar army of hundreds of forces.
If Clark Kent from the normal universe were to ask to switch places with Joey, Joey's answer would definitely be 111.
Is my brother really going to change?
But this Superman?
Joey then used explosive speed to drag the man who was trying to escape into space back to the ground, grabbed his cape and slammed him onto the top of the Gotham Cathedral tower, smashing the gargoyle sculptures to pieces.
Grabbing Superman's cape to pull the other man closer, Joey pinned him to the top of the clock tower and delivered another painful punch.
The powerful punch landed on the unsuspecting opponent's face, making him see stars, and the huge shockwave almost shattered the windows of all the high-rise buildings in Gotham.
Faced with Joey's relentless beating, Superman, who had previously been exposed to the red sun ray gun, was almost powerless to fight back. He covered his head with his hands and had no time to speak, only able to listen to Joey's frenzied attack, belittling him to nothing:
"You coward, you beast, you parasite, you bastard who has no idea what the path of the superman is!"
I'm going to break your arm and shove it up your "whoosh" eye!
As Joey's fists rained down, Gotham Cathedral's towering bell tower was flattened section by section until it was completely reduced to a pile of rubble.
The two figures gradually descended under Joey's fists, falling layer by layer from hundreds of meters in the air, crossing the concrete surface of Gotham, passing through the complex underground water pipe system, and finally carving their way into the ground.
Joey's eyes were bloodshot as he clenched his fist. At this moment, his punches were completely haphazard. The Kryptonian blood splattering beneath him excited him like never before, and his bloodlust was rising.
Superman, who had been suppressed, now had his arms, which were protecting his upper body, visibly covered in blood. But this was no big deal for a Kryptonian. As long as he could get some sun again, these minor injuries would heal in no time.
Taking advantage of Joey's increasingly ferocious and chaotic attacks, Superman found an opportunity. He took a punch to the forehead to break Joey's arm, and then used the opening to get up and elbow Joey right on the Adam's apple.
Joey was instantly caught in a gasp, clutching his throat and coughing incessantly, temporarily losing his ability to attack. "Superman" had no intention of pressing his advantage; he simply uttered those words and flew into the sky:
"A little trick Bruce taught me—Eastern Bajiquan, kid."
Superman knows perfectly well that Batman is a top martial arts master who is proficient in almost every fighting style on Earth.
The fact that he can ensure he never kills when dealing with ordinary criminals clearly means that he knows exactly which parts of the body to attack to kill most efficiently, and that he has mastered the art of killing to an unparalleled degree.
Attacking an opponent's Adam's apple directly in hand-to-hand combat is an extremely dangerous move. Batman in that universe used it as a negative example to teach Superman.
Although Kryptonians are tough, their physiological structure is not much different from that of humans. The blow to their Adam's apple was enough to give Joey a 20 or 30-second recovery.
This is enough time for Superman to fly out of the atmosphere and embrace the sunlight.