Chapter 187 Superman is no worse than Homelander Professor Pigface is an extremely decisive person. If the war could be won, he wouldn't mind contributing his part and fighting for the empire. But now that Superman has appeared, the situation is completely beyond his expectations and the possibility of victory is extremely slim. In this case, the most important thing is to survive. "Unfortunately, time was so tight that I couldn't prepare more spare bodies." Professor Pig Face thought bitterly, "If I die again this time, I'll be really dead!" His biggest regret now is that he did not prepare kryptonite before coming to this world. Otherwise, facing Superman, he might still have the strength to fight. But we can't blame him. Who could have thought that Superman would come? ……
Perhaps, people from Gotham will have the same solution when facing Superman. At this moment, Bruce, who was rushing to Berlin, was driving the Batmobile through the clouds. Although his current target is Black Adam, he has already started to think about how to deal with Superman. Bruce expressed his thoughts to Katoom, but the owl quickly shook his head. "Kryptonite may work on Superman, but it may not work on Red Son." "At the end of the day, Red Son was mistakenly thought to be an alien, and even Clark himself might have thought so, but in the end, he was actually a native of Earth," said Katum. That is the future countless years later. The Earth's sun is very old and is about to swallow up the Earth. His parents sent him back in time in hopes of changing the future. The time machine carrying Clark was mistaken by the people on Earth as an alien spaceship, so the Red Son was considered an alien. "The origins are different. Superman's original weaknesses are mostly ineffective against Red Son." Superman has many weaknesses, such as Kryptonite, magic, and Lois. But Red Son is not a Kryptonian and does not have a girlfriend. The only thing that can threaten him now is probably magic. Bruce muttered to himself, "I wonder if the Avada Kedavra curse will work on Superman." Katum nodded: "Maybe, maybe not." "You really hit the nail on the head." Bruce made a sarcastic remark to the owl and then collected his thoughts. Since Superman's resistance to magic is not that strong, as a wizard, with super speed and Thor's hammer, I may be able to fight him. And he also has Diana as his helper. As Bruce was thinking this, Berlin had already appeared beneath the clouds, right before his eyes.
On the other side, Katum was supporting his chin with his wings, still thinking about the question just now. Does Avada Kedavra have any effect on Superman? Probably there are. Kryptonite is green, and Avada Kedavra is also green. Maybe Superman is born with an incompatibility with the color green? …… Professor Pigface's original laboratory. "Roar--" A deafening roar echoed throughout the entire underground passage, and the body of a purple monster fell heavily to the ground. Clark stood there quietly, his calm eyes hiding his shock and anger. The monster that he had just thrown out was huge and ugly, with purple skin covered with bumps. Not so long ago, that was a human being. Crown Prince Karl, heir apparent to the Austro-Hungarian Empire. After the Pig-faced Professor blew himself up, emitting countless purple smoke, the unprepared Crown Prince Karl was immediately infected by the smoke. Clark witnessed an ordinary human being quickly expand his body and turn into an irrational monster. "Its force just now was at least twenty tons." Clark recalled the battle just now. Crown Prince Carl's instant outburst was indeed astonishing. A young man who has not exercised for a long time can turn into such a horrible monster after inhaling smoke and dust. It is hard to imagine what kind of irreversible situation would occur if this biological weapon were used on the battlefield. Clark said softly: "Professor Pig Face, you really deserve to die..." The purple-skinned monster lay on the ground, still gasping for breath, trying to get up again and again. He had no fear at all, only the instinct to fight. Either it dies or Clark dies! When Clark saw this scene, he felt even more sad. A good human being was turned into such a horrible appearance. That's it. Give it a good beating. The next second, Clark's eyes suddenly lit up red, and hot rays shot out, piercing through the body of the purple-skinned monster. As the red light in his eyes faded, all that was left before his eyes was the monster's corpse that had been burned to charcoal. "Ugh!" Clark sighed again, as if mourning the death of Crown Prince Carl. "I will avenge you."
As he spoke, he suddenly soared into the sky, broke through the dome, passed through the clouds, and passed through the atmosphere. Hovering in the vast universe. The golden sunlight fell on Clark, and he lowered his head and looked at the blue planet below him. It was like a powerful god lowering his gaze to the human world. With just a few glances, Clark identified the target. "Professor Pigface, I found you!" Clark said lightly, and was about to swoop down and kill the Pig-faced Professor, this human insect. However, at this moment—— "That is?" Clark took an inadvertent glance and saw something extremely strange. A car whose appearance did not belong to this era at all was flying through the clouds, with a boy and a woman sitting in the car. The boy and the woman were wearing the same ring on their hands, which looked like a wedding ring. The car was heading towards Berlin. For some reason, after seeing the boy, Clark suddenly felt very curious about him. This curiosity even exceeded the intention to kill the Pig-faced Professor. "Even children were summoned to this war?" Clark found it unacceptable and difficult to understand. What could be so extraordinary about a child that he could participate in this extraordinary war? Coincidentally, his destination was Berlin, and Professor Pig-face was now also heading towards Berlin. And in Berlin, there is a powerful presence that even Clark can sense. "Berlin……" Clark thought, since you all are going to Berlin, he will go too. If the boy wanted to stop the war, then he could lend a hand. But if he wanted to join the war... Then Clark wouldn't mind bringing the boy to a mentor and letting him go through some transformation! …… "Someone is spying on us." In the Batmobile, Katum suddenly spoke to Bruce through telepathy. Bruce remained calm and asked, "Do you know who it is?"
"Who else could it be? It could only be Superman." Owl said, "But my inspiration didn't detect the threat. He was probably just attracted by the Batmobile and didn't have any hostility." Bruce's inspiration was enhanced when he first started learning magic. He is occasionally able to sense hostility around him, an ability he calls Bat Sense. Katum naturally has the same abilities as Bruce, and is even more powerful. Clark's gaze from outside the universe was keenly noticed by the owl. "Owl sense isn't completely useless." Katum thought, "It's a pity that the opponent is Superman. With his super speed, if he really has hostility towards us, even if we sense it, we won't be able to avoid it." This suddenly gave Owl a strong sense of crisis. Can Bruce really fight Superman now? Not to mention magic, if they really fought like they did in Hogwarts, the time it takes Superman to recite a spell would be enough to kill him hundreds of times. Only with the Hellbat Armor, Speed Force and Thor's Hammer can Bruce barely hold his own. but-- Whether it's putting on armor or summoning Thor's hammer, it takes time. "I have to modify the bat armor." Katum thought, "At least add a protective step to Bruce's dressing process." For example, casting an illusion spell on the hell armor. During the summoning process, use illusion to protect it, it doesn’t take too long, one second is enough. This way, even if Batboy suddenly feels like adding some fancy moves, he doesn't have to worry about being attacked in the process. “We’ve arrived in Berlin.” Bruce said as he maneuvered the Batmobile to begin descending, preparing to find a deserted spot to park. Knowing that Superman might be watching him, Bruce's movements began to become a little unnatural. "It's not a good thing." He thought to himself that this might be the most powerful enemy he had ever encountered. That's Superman. A superman without weaknesses is not necessarily worse than his homelander. He defeated his countrymen by using tricks, but now it’s a head-on confrontation, and there is still some suspense. Moreover, Superman joined in suddenly, and his original target was Black Adam. "The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind." Bruce thought of this sentence again.
I'm afraid that this time, he and Diana will have to face two enemies at the same time. …… Russia, Winter Palace. Tsar Nicholas II once again came to the Merciless Iron-Fisted Meditation Room. "gentlemen." Nicholas II chose his words carefully. "How are you feeling today?" It has been a long time since Wumin Iron Fist told him that "as long as he joins the war, the war will end immediately." The Tsar was extremely excited about this, thinking that his luck had finally turned and his rule would finally be secure and lasting. But he was soon disappointed. Wumin Tiegan did nothing after that. He just stayed in the meditation room every day and never went out. He had no intention of joining the war. Nicholas II was so anxious that he could only occasionally use the excuse of caring about the comers to urge the Merciless Iron-Fisted Man to go into battle. Those fighting on the front line now are all the Tsar’s troops, ordinary human beings. But what they faced were the Orc Legion of the Austro-Hungarian Empire and Black Adam who occasionally visited the Eastern Front. Nicholas II saw no possibility of victory. The external war was tense, internal public resentment was boiling, and riots broke out in various places. Nicholas II seemed to have seen the day when he would be overthrown. If that time really comes, I'm afraid I can only hide in a basement. At this time, the Merciless Iron Fist paid no attention to Nicholas II's thoughts. He had his back to the Tsar and was looking at a painting. It was an oil painting that Wuqing Iron-Fist had requested from the Tsar. It depicted Satan's army rushing into the world from hell. The enemy comes from underground. This is the theme of this painting. But at this time, Wumin Tiegan hung the painting upside down, and the original enemy came from underground, and now the enemy comes from the sky. There are many interpretations for this heaven. Aliens? Gods? Or an enemy from beyond this world? Anyway, the Tsar couldn't understand Wumin's iron-fisted mind. The only conclusion he could draw was that Wumin Tiegan's artistic attainments were probably not very high, and he couldn't even tell the front and back of the painting. "Your Excellency the Tsar."
Finally, after a long wait, Wumin Iron Fist slowly turned around. "Sorry for the waitting." He seemed to be apologizing to the Tsar, but Nicholas could not hear any apology in his words. "Nothing, I just interrupted your thoughts." At this time, Nicholas II no longer dared to blame the merciless iron-fisted man. In case he angered this guy, he would just leave. That would be the end of our huge Russia! "gentlemen." Nicholas II coughed lightly and asked tentatively, "Have you been paying attention to the battlefield situation recently? We have suffered another disastrous defeat. The Austro-Hungarian orc soldiers are not afraid of rifles and artillery shells at all. We have suffered heavy casualties." "Of course I noticed, but so what?" The Merciless Iron Fist lived up to his name, having no mercy on the lives of his soldiers. "If we don't let the orc soldiers do more evil, how can we lure that guy out?" "That guy?" The Tsar was puzzled. Who was the merciless and iron-fisted man referring to? "Know yourself and your enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger." Wuqing Iron Fist said, "War is an art, and Your Majesty, you don't seem to understand it very well." Nicholas II chuckled twice and cursed the merciless and iron-fisted man countless times in his heart. He doesn't understand the art of war? Yes, that’s right! But so what? He is the emperor, and all he needs to do is to be a good emperor. Fighting wars is the job of the marshals and generals. The Tsar felt no offense at all when the merciless iron-fisted man used this to mock him. "Just wait for me." Nicholas II thought, "When the war is over, I will have countless ways to punish you!" Wumin Iron-Fist seemed to see through the Tsar's thoughts, but did not point it out. He walked forward and opened a map. That is the map of Europe today. A striking red circle was drawn at the location of Berlin, the capital of Germany. “The stage is set and the actors are taking their places.” Wumin Iron Fist spoke softly, explaining the current battlefield situation to the Tsar. It's not that he did nothing, on the contrary, he did more than all the other adventers combined. Good fighters have no illustrious feats. Wumin Iron-Fist, who possesses the status of a god of war, has taken this trait to its limit.
"What surprises me is that Bruce Wayne has also come to this world. Unfortunately, time is short and I have no way to inform Lord Barbatos." Wumin Tiegan said, "But it doesn't matter. As long as we catch him, we can slowly find a way to leave this world, such as winning this war." He looked at the map, and all the scenes at the scene seemed to appear before his eyes. Batman is already in place. Superman is on his way too. So, Batman vs. Superman can also be staged, right? (End of this chapter)