American comics: You're asked to fish, but you catch a Superman template?

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At Wayne Manor, Bruce Wayne, clad in power armor, stood by the window in the moonlight, expressionless as he watched the distant fire rise. Dozens of plumes of black smoke billowed from every corner of the city, and despite being thousands of meters away, the screams and cries for help from the city's inhabitants could still be heard.

The city is about to collapse again.

Alfred said with a worried expression.

"Young Master, you'd better not come into contact with that monster, not even Superman..."

Bruce raised a hand: "I know what you mean, but six of them are not someone I can handle. If I go, I'll just be throwing my life away."

"Then why do you still insist?"

"It's the same whether you go or not. If you don't go, you'll regret it for the rest of your life. If you go, at least you can die on the battlefield without any regrets (as Zhao)."

Alfred opened his mouth, but couldn't find the words, so he could only say...

"Which weapon do you plan to use, kryptonite or a nuclear bomb?"

Bruce shook his head. "It's no use. These six people are all smart. They should have tried Kryptonian weapons, and judging from the results, they were probably ineffective. As for nuclear bombs..." he muttered to himself.

"It's not hard to see from the previous footage that the monster seems to have the ability to absorb attacks. If the nuclear bomb is proven to be ineffective, the consequences will be very serious."

"So what are you planning to do? Don't tell me you're going to give him a size 46 ass, although that wouldn't be bad for him."

"I want to lock it up and send it into space."

Alfred frowned. "Are you sure this weapon will be useful?"

"I don't know, I'm always trying."

Ok!

Alfred sighed, stepped forward, and hugged the other man: "Young Master Wayne, good luck, and don't forget to come back alive."

Chapter 1657 Weapons of the Day of Destruction

Despite Clark, Diana, and Linda's desperate attempts to stop him, the battlefield unknowingly shifted to the city center.

Doom's purpose was not to kill three people, but to destroy. He followed his instincts and killed all living things in his sight. This was originally a prescription given by Kryptonian scientists when they created him, with the aim of making him invincible on the battlefield and a nightmare for his enemies.

However, its creator never imagined that destruction would become an instinct.

The aftershocks of the battle swept across the sky, shattering glass wherever they went. A building that had been blasted through tilted downwards and collided with a nearby high-rise, scattering broken glass and concrete everywhere, causing the town's residents to scream in terror.

This scene is reminiscent of the Battle of Metropolis a few years ago, where the situation was exactly the same: terrified citizens, collapsed buildings, and lives being harvested like wheat.

Clark stared intently into the distance, embraced the apocalypse with disdain, and flew into the sky.

The man raised his iron fist and struck his back violently, each blow like a thunderbolt, bone spurs still piercing the skin, leaving bloody marks.

Linda and Diana come to the rescue, and the three of them work together to take "Doomsday" into space.

Seeing this, Bruce sighed, started his fighter jet, and followed closely behind.

The group left the atmosphere at an extremely high speed, soaring into the sky and flying all the way to the vicinity of the moon. Enraged, "Doomsday" broke free from Clark, opened fire, and broke free from Linda and Diana's restraints.

It roared and shot red beams of light from its eyes, but Diana deflected them with her shield.

Linda gritted her teeth, jumped up quickly, kicked towards the moon, and then began to struggle upwards, swinging her fists and releasing hundreds of energy shockwaves.

With a deafening roar, the lunar surface shattered into pieces, and the final shot from the Tiger spacecraft left behind a massive crater several hundred meters wide.

"Stop attacking, it's useless."

"Then what do you think we should do?"

Linda glared angrily at her "cousin": "No attacking, only defending. Don't let him hurt ordinary people. Damn it, I've never experienced such a frustrating battle."

"What happened to Xu Fu? Haven't you heard from him?"

"Don't mention him. We've searched the whole world, but there's no trace of him."

Clark agreed, but his eyes showed more helplessness than worry: they were powerless against such a monster. Not only could they not defeat it, but they couldn't kill it. Letting it attack would only make it stronger.

Perhaps, as Hal Jordan said, sending it into space is the only way out.

At that moment, a black fighter jet appeared from behind and stopped in front of the three of them. The hatch opened, revealing Batman.

"I brought a weapon that might be of help."

Clark asked instinctively.

"What weapon?"

"A magnetic weapon that can interfere with forces; it can bind monsters, though it cannot kill them."

"I need your help."

Clark and Linda exchanged glances, and despite their doubts, they did as instructed: they opened the rear hatch and took out a metal sphere with a diameter of more than four meters.

"You cannot use this weapon."

Bruce looked at Diana: "Only you can use it."

Are you sure this will work?

You'll find out then.

Without much explanation, Bruce activated the energy block and put the metal ball into standby mode: "Find an opportunity to throw the metal ball at the monster. You two try to stay as far away as possible and avoid being hit by the waves."

This statement contains a lot of information that would keep the two Kryptonians away, but it doesn't mention Diana, which suggests that the weapon was specifically designed for Kryptonians.

Linda's face immediately darkened, and a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes. Clark shook his head slightly, signaling her not to make any unnecessary movements.

Diana took a deep breath and said

"Guys, be careful, try to stay away from that thing."

After saying this, he picked up the metal ball and flew towards the moon, with the two following closely behind. Before leaving, Linda gave Bruce a stern look.

The battle resumed, with Clark and Linda working together to subdue their opponent. Diana seized the opportunity to flip the metal ball, and the two immediately fled as soon as the metal ball made contact with the apocalypse.

At the same time, Bruce pressed the start button, the metal sphere emitted a red light, the outer shell opened, revealing a miniature reactor that emitted not a nuclear (BBFI) pulse, but an unusual and eerie red light.

"Simulating the Red Sun!"

Linda's expression suddenly changed, but it was too late: her body, struck by the red light, rapidly weakened, and her breathing became rapid. Clark sensed the abnormality in her body and couldn't help but look at Bruce.

Kryptonians' superpowers come from the yellow sun. When they come into contact with Kryptonite or are exposed to the red sun, they lose their superpowers and revert to being ordinary humans. This secret is known to only a very few people. Across the entire Earth, only Xu Fu and Lex Luthor can explain how Batman learned this secret.

Xu Fu?

Or is it Lex Luthor?

A series of questions flashed through their minds, followed by pain: after losing their superpowers, both of their bodies experienced various abnormal reactions, such as chest tightness and difficulty breathing, forcing them to desperately cover their mouths to prevent their breath from escaping.

Diana noticed something was wrong and quickly led them away. Once they were out of the area shrouded in red light, they returned to normal.

"What a bastard!"

Linda gritted her teeth: "He's trying to lure us away."

Clark shook his head.

"Diana, don't worry about it for now. Go back and, with Batman's help, trap the monster. If we can really succeed..."

Diana didn't answer, turning her attention back to the battlefield.

Linda whispered, "Only Xu Fu knows about the Red Sun. I guess that bald guy knows a lot about Batman."

"He's never seen the red sun, so how could he create it? Who taught him?"

Clark said helplessly, "Who do you think it is? Would Xu Fu do such a thing?"

“He wouldn’t be so reckless, Lex Luthor. Only he, that damn bald bastard, would secretly collude with Batman. No wonder we can’t find him.”

Clark shook his head.

“I’ve studied Bruce Wayne. He’s a man of strong principles and wouldn’t mess with someone like Lex Luthor.”

Linda gritted her teeth, her face turning bright red: "No matter how you protect him, you can't change the fact that he has a replica of the Red Sun. Only Xu Fu and Bald Basda know how to manufacture this weapon, and Xu Fu has no interest in it, so that leaves only Lex Luthor."

"After this is over, I need to find out whether the Red Sun in his possession was stolen or given to him by someone else."

Clark opened his mouth, but could only shake his head helplessly.

He doesn't regret having the red sun, which is equivalent to Batman's power: the greater the power, the more control is needed, and having the red sun allows him to constantly remind himself to be a good person, not a villain deceived by power.

Linda clearly had a different opinion: she was unwilling to bring red roses to the villa that Xu Fu had meticulously designed, and even less willing to let the Red Sun be in the hands of others.

Chapter 1658 Who is calling me?

Above the moon, the red radiation that enveloped Doomsday paused noticeably; its energy weakened, just as it did when other Kryptonians encountered the red sun.

Bruce breathed a long sigh of relief; he had finally succeeded.

That guy wasn't lying; the Red Sun Simulator was indeed effective against Kryptonians. However... remembering the purpose behind the other party giving him this thing, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

The red sun is just the first step: electric light begins to emerge from the metal sphere, and dense currents converge to form a unique energy frame. It has an extremely magical ability to attach the destructive sun to the surface of the sphere and to set electromagnetic locks in key parts such as the wrists, ankles, waist, and neck.

A few seconds later, the monster, as terrifying as the Lich King, transformed into a caterpillar and crawled on the sphere.

Clark and Linda, watching from a distance, were stunned. They couldn't imagine whether they could break free, but the answer was no.

Kryptonians without superpowers would find it just as difficult to break free of handcuffs as Earthlings, let alone electromagnetic locks.