The moment they saw the body of Doomsday walking out of the flames and black smoke, the three Kryptonians who were battering upside down suddenly forgot their conflict with each other, and all looked at the terrifying monster in amazement.
Doomsday walked out of the deep pit and stepped heavily on the cracked ground, with murderous intent filling his dark red eyes. Its eyes swept across the three people in front of it, and its deformed face became even more distorted when its eyes locked on the "S" symbol on the chests of the three, and undisguised murderous aura rushed out.
"Roar!!"
The earth-shattering roar, the sound waves penetrated the sky and the earth, as if the sky would be split apart. Doomsday's eyes were red, and with one footstep, it flew out like a cannonball, and the site suddenly sank under the pressure of the instant explosion.
Clone Superman flew to meet him without saying a word, holding Doomsday's cannonball-like punch with both hands, and the figure floating in the air barely stopped after moving back half a meter. Superman let out a low growl, his left palm opened the huge fist, and his right fist slammed hard on Doomsday's cheek. The monster staggered back two steps, but only got more angry, his right hand grabbed Superman's waist as fast as lightning, and threw it violently towards the end of the street.
The clone superman smashed through the walls of countless layers of buildings and disappeared for a while. Doomsday turned, and his dangerous gaze fell on the remaining two Kryptonians, sending chills down the spine.
Jay noticed his right foot shrank uncontrollably half a step back, and his breathing and heart rate indicators tended to rise. He realized he was afraid, and he couldn't stop thinking about it.
He might die here, maybe in an ugly way.
He subconsciously turned his head to look at Kara, and felt a little calmer in his heart for no reason.
Doomsday roared loudly, and a fist with a milky white air circle slammed down towards the two of them. Jay and Cara hurriedly used each super speed to raise their bodies, and the heavy brown fist fell from the middle of the two, like a meteor falling straight into the middle of the street. The ground cracked at an astonishing speed, and the rubble was sucked up by the sudden change of air pressure, flying all over the sky.
As soon as Jay froze in mid-air, he saw that Kara by his side had turned into an afterimage and plunged straight into the thick smoke, unafraid to slam Doomsday's forehead with his fists. While he admired Kara, he couldn't help worrying about her, fearing that the next moment Doomsday would disembowel her.
Carla slammed Doomsday into what might have been a convenience store on the corner of the street, causing a huge wave of dust. With her knee against Doomsday's throat, she gathered all her strength to punch the monster's windpipe, punch after punch. Doomsday murmured indistinctly from his nostrils, what seemed to be the expression of a further rise in his anger. It snapped out its palm and caught Carla's fist, slammed her whole snow-white little hand into the palm of her hand, lifted her arm and smashed her body against the road on one side again and again.
That trace of hidden fear vanished as soon as he saw the scene in front of him, Jay sprinted out almost without thinking, and flashed to Doomsday with a loud muffled sound, pouring all his strength into himself His fist slammed into the monster's temple. Doomsday's eyes suddenly darkened, and he involuntarily let go of Kara's palm and staggered back two steps.
Jay stepped on, and was pumping up his breath to continue the pursuit, but unexpectedly a domineering hurricane came straight from his back. He was suddenly pushed away by a tremendous force, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a red and blue afterimage rushing towards the Doomsday.
"Go away!" the clone shouted to the two young Kryptonians as he charged towards Doom. "It's mine!"
Jay was pushed away by his palm, and his body smashed a building that was already on the verge of collapse. He lifted the layers of stones that were pressing on him, shook his head, and saw that the clone superman had already become a group with the doomsday drama. The wind pressure was suffocating.
Carla sat up, clutching her palms, her small hands as white as jade had been pinched red by Doomsday. She looked at the two figures in the fierce battle worriedly, and said, "He can't beat Doomsday, we should help him."
"But he told us to go away, and I don't think he'd like to be helped," Jay said.
Carla shook her head. "We should still help him."
Unsurprisingly, the cloned Superman was suppressed by Doomsday again. No matter how much he tried, the difference in strength between the two sides was still there and could not be ignored. Doomsday's punch was hitting the "S" mark on his chest, and the giant shock made him spit out a mouthful of blood, pulling out a long afterimage and crashing into the ruins. Before he could get up, Doomsday had already jumped high, and the heavy body with huge kinetic energy landed on him with a bang. At that moment, the blasting air flow blew away all the debris on the ground with a radius of more than ten meters.
Doomsday raised his right hand high, and the yellow-brown bone spurs like dead wood grew slowly with a slight abnormal sound. The shape was like a sharpened awl. the final blow.
Almost without thinking, Kara flew forward with a swish, the red cloak shaking violently behind her. Jay exclaimed "Kara!" and subconsciously reached out to grab her, but it was too late. At the moment of lightning and flint, Kara had already blocked the gap between Doomsday and the cloned Superman, and her scalloped jade fingers tightly grasped Doomsday's wrist, preventing it from piercing the frantically growing fingertips into the cloned Superman's chest.
Kindness, that was the first word that jumped into Jay's mind.
Very common word, but very few people can match it today, and this alien girl is the standard example of the word. Kara-zo-El, she is really a good person from the bottom of her heart, and she even doesn't hesitate to share her kindness with enemies who face her with swords.
Maybe that's part of what Jay likes about her too - being around her always reminds me to be better.
But unfortunately not everyone will accept such kindness. The slowed-down superhuman clone struggled to get up, and after seeing the situation in front of him, he shot a scorching hot vision from his eyes without saying a word, and suddenly hit Kara's side. Carla is doing everything she can to prevent Doomsday from killing the fake Superman, unaware that the person she's trying to help will sneak up on him from behind. She was knocked out with an "ah", and Jay hurriedly flashed to her and took her in his arms.
"Go away," the clone superman glared at the hideous monster in front of him, with a hot red light in his eyes, "this guy...is mine. I'm Superman...I This world must be protected... only by me!"
The Superman has clearly lost his mind by now. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, roared loudly, and rushed forward like an arrow, slamming into Doomsday's waist. He used his arm as a chain to hold the opponent's body tightly, and the two stacked figures shot into the sky with a loud sonic boom. The smoky Gotham quickly receded beneath their feet, the dark and heavy clouds were broken through in the blink of an eye, and the unfiltered sunlight outside the atmosphere poured unreservedly on Superman and Doomsday, against the backdrop of close to outer space. It is like a magnificent picture scroll.
Superman stopped ascent at the height just overlooking the surface of the blue planet, allowing himself a second pause to appreciate the beauty of the planet. Then he whispered something in a voice only he could hear.
"I do this because I love the world."
Then, without any hesitation, he held Doomsday, who was struggling in his arms, tightly in front of him, and dived down at the full speed that he could burst. The afterimage returned to the atmosphere, and the violent friction with the airflow turned the two silhouettes into distorted fireballs, which fell rapidly in the direction of the gravitational force. The long tail flame was like a beautiful meteor approaching the end.
And the ultimate fate of all meteors is to fall in flames.
Doomsday struggled violently, and the bone spurs on the back of his hands left shocking bloodstains on the cloned Superman's neck and cheeks. He endured the severe pain, broke out a final roar, and turned away from the densely populated city with the monster in his arms, choosing a desolate wilderness as the impact site.
If this is a shooting star, it must be the most gorgeous shooting star in history.
The momentum of the scorching fireball's impact was as if it was about to penetrate deep into the earth's crust. The light and heat spread frantically, tearing the earth apart mercilessly. The hot smoke and dust flew up, and it seemed to be the color of flames.
Jay and Carla were both stunned by the spectacle as they followed the trail that ripped through the sky. Looking at it from the air, it was as if someone had dug a piece from the ground with a huge shovel, and there was a fire burning through the sky, but no life was spared wherever it was affected.
No, not all life.
Jay could hear the only powerful heartbeat echoing in the pit, a chaotic beat like a galloping horse. He felt his breathing almost stop as the stubborn fellow came out of the black smoke with sparks all over him.
Yes, Doomsday is still alive, and even more powerful. When it walked out, it was still clutching the body of the cloned Superman, which had a hollow gap in the heart, and there was no life in its wide open eyes.