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

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Clark was both shocked and furious, and gave chase with all his might. Standing in the sky, looking down at the Earth enveloped in vibrant colors, it was truly beautiful, but when the rumbling sound rang out, the whole world was replaced by a scream.

The monster collapsed into the sea, and just a few miles away was Gotham City, one of the largest cities on Earth.

Death began to envelop the city, shrouding both light and darkness.

Green Lantern, Stargirl, Firestorm, and others rushed to the scene, while the port police gathered on the shore, pulling out all the weapons they could find.

The crowd stared intently at the sea, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Hal said in a low voice.

"This monster destroyed seven civilized planets before returning to Earth. Its last known location was the planet Karaton, after which it was sent into space by a man named Razzer. The Karaton people call this day Doomsday."

Doomsday?

The stargazer exclaimed happily, "A very fitting name!"

He has some kind of weakness.

My friend, Commander Kigvor of the Green Lantern Corps, just told me that the only way to stop Doomsday is to use teleportation to send it into the Dark Universe, and that's what the Karadon people did.

Firestorm frowned.

"There is no space teleportation device on Earth."

“We don’t have any, but Oa has some. They were sent by the Green Lantern Corps and will arrive on Earth in three days at most.”

As soon as he finished speaking, waves surged on the sea, and a colossal skeletal beast leaped out of the water, appearing before everyone. It roared to the sky, and its sound waves transformed into powerful shockwaves, making everyone dizzy.

Clark descended from the sky, taking a single step to stand before the monster. He swept aside the heroes behind him and the eerie crowd in the harbor, gritted his teeth, and struggled to his feet.

Bang

Fists collided, and a section of the sea immediately sank.

Having withstood the attack, Clark lunged forward again, dodging the bone fist. He turned and wrapped his arms around its waist, trying to pull it away from the inner sea, but the monster gave him no chance. It broke free of its restraints, pushed Clark into the sea, and then pounced after him.

They engaged in an underwater battle, causing the seawater to become agitated and occasionally surging with giant waves tens of meters high.

Everyone who witnessed this scene turned pale, and their legs began to tremble.

Suddenly, huge waves surged up, and a figure darted out from the waves, swept through the crowd, and crashed into a building in the distance.

boom!

The building caved inwards, and all the glass shattered.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Superman; he had indeed lost.

The monster burst from the water, roaring as it lunged at the town. Hal gritted his teeth, forcing himself to step forward, and then...

"Stop! Don't let the apocalypse come to Gotham!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a green city wall and a highly destructive energy cannon appeared.

The city wall was pierced by a single shot. The green energy bullets hit it as if they were just tickling it, leaving no wounds. Seeing that the situation was not good, the star queen raised her cane and built up layer upon layer of invisible defenses. At the same time, the police on the port also started firing with various weapons.

Bullets, projectiles, energy waves, and exploding flames... rushed in from all directions, trying their best to stop this monster whose name was destruction.

Clark's mouth gaped open, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time: "No!"

A deep red glow appeared on Doomsday's skin, and the more attacks it received, the brighter the red glow became.

First and foremost, light!

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A pulse of red lightning erupted from it, rapidly spreading outwards. In an instant, all electronic devices in Gotham lost power, and looking up, they could clearly see a red halo floating in the sky.

boom!

Dense pulses of lightning intertwined into a vast net, turning everything touched by the lightning into cracks. The situation was even worse for people: their bodies were pierced by lightning and burned to charcoal by the intense heat.

With a loud bang, everything around fell silent: no gunshots, no cannon fire, no screams from the crowd, only the deathly stillness of the ruins.

As the world began to boil, Gotham City became eerily quiet.

They initially thought it was a routine alien attack, and that the six superheroes could easily resolve it. However, after seeing the footage broadcast on television, humanity suddenly became worried.

Superman is not qualified, nor are Wonder Woman, The Flash, and Wonder Woman. If even they can't do it, who else can stop the monster?

This isn't just a problem with Rice; it's a global catastrophe. This monster is so insane, who can guarantee it won't spread to other countries?

Senior officials across the country called the White House to inquire about the background and whether there was a way to resolve the issue.

Joel Nash was distracted and didn't pay attention. He immediately contacted the Department of Defense and summoned Sam Lane and other important military leaders to his office for a meeting.

Chapter 1656 The Tragedy of Destruction

In the White House office, satellite images were displayed on the screens, clearly showing that after the red lightning strike, all the buildings near the port in Gotham City's East Side were destroyed, black smoke billowed from the ground, and charred skulls were faintly visible.

The casualties from this attack are at least one thousand.

Joel Nash (number eight) raised an eyebrow awkwardly, and the others also tensed up, their faces showing unconvincing worry; although they wanted to admit it, the reality was that the government's power was indeed no match for that of superheroes.

Six superheroes are the ultimate fighting force on Earth. If they can't do it, who can stop this monster?

After a few minutes of silence, a general spoke.

"nuclear weapon".

"Nuclear weapons may become ineffective."

Sam Lane shook his head, disagreeing with this approach: he had witnessed how strong Clark was; even if he detonated a nuclear bomb in Clark's hands, he wouldn't be able to kill him, let alone this monster in front of him.

A general raised his hand and slammed it on the table: "Even nuclear weapons are useless, what else can we do? Are we just going to surrender like this?"

Joel Nash said in a deep voice, "Surrender is impossible. The most important thing is to know the enemy's weaknesses." After saying that, he turned his gaze to Sam Lane: "You can contact the six superhumans. I want to know the origin and weaknesses of this monster."

Upon hearing this, everyone turned around, their faces showing surprise and a hint of doubt.

Sam hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to nod and say...

"I'll give it a try, but it will take some time."

"Then let's go, the sooner the better."

Joel Nash took a deep breath and said, enunciating each word clearly, "I am now officially in a state of war. The Air Force, Army, Navy, and all intelligence and disciplined forces are on 24-hour standby. The Air Force, in particular, will pursue this monster at all costs. I need to know its exact location. The Army is divided into two parts: one to participate in the rescue, and the other to carry out interception and sniping missions. Under no circumstances can this monster be allowed into densely populated areas."

"You are to decide on the specific action plan. Time is of the essence. Give me a reply within ten minutes."

After saying these words, he got up and left, with Sam Lane following closely behind.

As he walked out of the office, Joel Nash said in a low voice.

"Contact Superman as soon as possible; we don't have much time left."

"Understood, Mr. President. I will call you now."

After the Battle of Metropolis, Superman's identity was no longer a secret, though few people knew it except for the President and Sam Lane's family.

Sam was helpless in this matter, but there was nothing he could do. His daughter was determined to marry someone else, and he couldn't back down even if it cost him eight cows. He couldn't betray his own daughter for the greater good, and even if he arrested a potential son-in-law in prison, he couldn't interrogate him.

Superman is so popular, with tens of millions of supporters. Once news of his arrest spreads, the public will surely spread the word and point the finger at the instigator. At that point, not even the president, let alone God, can protect him.

Sam, who has been in politics for decades, still possesses political talent.

After leaving the White House, Sam contacted his daughter Louise, explained what had happened, and asked her to inform Clark. Not long after, he received an email from his daughter detailing various information about the monster.

After reading the contents, Sam slammed his hand on the table, his expression one of extreme anger.

What angered him was not the fact that the monster came from Krypton, but that Lois told his daughter about the monster just three minutes after receiving his call, which meant that she had a close connection with the six superheroes, and might even be one of them.

"I should have made them break up."

...

Gotham City becomes the center of the world, the military floods into the city, and superheroes are scattered across the globe.

In South Gotham City, a group of oddly dressed, circus-like street thugs gathered on a high-rise building that was about to be demolished, drinking and laughing while pointing at Superman fighting against the "apocalypse."

"Boss, that's Superman! Just as stupid as Black Bat!"

"Boss, let's go take him out."

"Yes, kill him, kill him!"

The crowd was filled with dread, whether from drugs or drunkenness, their expressions were extremely arrogant, showing no fear of impending death whatsoever.

Their boss was a young man with a cracked lip, whose laugh resembled that of a strange clown. He sat on the sofa, holding a blood-red bottle of wine in his left hand and a cane in his right. Hearing his subordinates' words, he laughed loudly, making a rumbling sound.

"The end of the world is coming, and you're still drinking here? A bunch of useless trash, hahahaha!"

Everyone was taken aback, not understanding what their leader meant.

The young man raised his submachine gun and fired wildly at the rooftop.

"Gotham City must be destroyed by me. Nobody can take it away. The party has begun. Loot it, burn it, destroy anyone who doesn't like it. Gold, money, power armor—they're all ours."

The crowd reacted immediately, cheering and picking up weapons to join in the boss's unusual beating.

When despair strikes, the rules lose their power.

Gotham City not only faces the shadow of death brought by the apocalypse, but also criminals who are willing to take risks, making it even more difficult for the already understaffed police force to cope.

Seeing the situation spiraling out of control, Jim Gordon had no choice but to turn to Batman for help.