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

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No wonder Leng Yue said it was impossible to become a god: the Celestial Court has been destroyed, the Feather Pool is gone, and without the Feather Pool, mortals cannot become gods.

After thinking for a while, Xu Fu continued.

"Tell me all the spells you know, not one less. If you lie, I will throw you into the fire and condemn you to eternal damnation."

Yukalitka's mind had already collapsed. Upon hearing this, she was surprised to find a look of relief on her face: this tormented woman had no more will to live; she only wanted to die.

The knowledge possessed by the gods is incredibly vast, not to mention that of the Cheetah Goddess of the Saen tribe. It took Xu Fu four whole days to fully comprehend the vast magical knowledge that was enough to compile two Xinhua dictionaries.

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This includes not only African witchcraft, but also the ritual practices of the Mayan pantheon, the Taoist doctrines of the Eastern Celestial Court, the mantras of ancient Indian Buddhas, and so on.

These were all obtained by Yukalitka from her servants. Most of them were restricted by bloodline and divine power, making them unusable by others. However, the knowledge contained within them greatly benefited Xu Fu.

He gained a new understanding of magic and Taoist arts, and even vaguely guessed the nature of divine power.

After getting what he wanted, Xu kept his promise and let her die a very quick death in the middle of the island.

As Yukalitka's consciousness faded, Barbara returned to her original form.

"Remember, this is just a dream."

Time reverses, and light is revived.

...... ..... ....

When he opened his eyes again, the narrow cell was gone, replaced by orange-red lights and country-style furniture.

"You finally woke up."

A woman came out of the living room and placed a cup of coffee and milk on the table.

"Diane?"

Barbara was stunned. Then she realized something and quickly checked her body: the cheetah shape was gone, and her skin had returned to normal.

She turned back into the chubby girl she used to be.

Diana calmly replied, "Yukaritka is dead, so you don't need to worry about her bothering you." After a pause, she added, "The divine power is within your body. Xu Fu didn't completely expel it, but retained a portion of it. Your current physical abilities far surpass those of ordinary people. With proper training, you will definitely be able to overcome your previous difficulties."

"Let's leave after we finish our coffee!"

Barbara opened her mouth, a thousand words swirling in her mind, but only one sentence came out: "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry, I...я..."

"Alright, that's all. You have to go now."

Barbara gave a wry smile, glanced at the coffee but didn't drink it. Instead, she put on her boots and clothes and walked away.

She felt like she was dreaming; everything around her was like a fog, blurring the lines between reality and illusion.

Diana was the same; she was a friend, but a stranger.

Friendship, like interpersonal relationships, once cracked, cannot be repaired; it will only grow wider.

Diana was in a terrible mood. She jumped up and went to find Xu Fu, who was trying to say something to her.

I'd like to have a drink called "Yi".

Chapter 1634 Destruction

A mountain village in the south, nestled deep in the mountains.

The epic battle between the three Kryptonians in Gotham spread across the world in a very short time through various channels. Even this remote village received the breathtaking live footage via old-fashioned television and electromagnetic signals. Every time the Kryptonians' fists clashed, the footage from the helicopters high above would shake violently, as if a massive bomb had been detonated, constantly suppressing the roar of the reporters and the helicopters on the scene. Three red and blue figures crisscrossed the dark downtown of Gotham, cutting through the towering skyscrapers and dilapidated buildings. From above, it looked as if someone was using a giant scalpel to slice up a cake of Gotham.

The fierce battle raged from the air all the way to Gotham Harbor, sending up a series of ten-foot-high splashes of water before circling nearby for a while before pausing briefly. Perhaps because they were used to seeing such large-scale scenes, the local Gotham reporters on the scene were remarkably dedicated. The helicopter captured three figures on either side of the battle; they stopped and slowly moved along the street. The camera quickly zoomed in, capturing the rubble of buildings and the shocking cracks, as well as three Kryptonians wearing blue uniforms and red capes, with the same "S" symbol on their chests.

When Peter saw the three people through the camera, he was stunned, as if struck by lightning: he chuckled to himself, his eyes fixed on the three people in the photo, as if he saw a familiar shadow through them.

His temples throbbed with pain, and he staggered back two steps, managing to brace himself against the edge of the table with one hand. Something seemed to be pounding in his mind, like a caged wild beast ready to break free at any moment.

These symptoms have been present ever since “Mr. Wayne” from Gotham City visited him, and they have always appeared intermittently, but never as aggressively as they are now.

Lena watched anxiously as Gotham City was destroyed on the television screen. It wasn't until the three Kryptonians charged at each other again that she looked away and noticed that Peter was acting strangely.

She gently held Peter in her arms and asked softly, "What's wrong? Are you sick?"

Before he could finish his sentence, Peter suddenly screamed in terror as if he'd seen a ghost, his body swaying as he collapsed to the ground. Lina was startled too and asked, "What's wrong? Are you alright?"

“No, it’s okay…it’s alright,” Peter gasped, but he was lying. He wasn’t alright; he was terrified because the beautiful girl in front of him had suddenly turned into a walking skeleton.

Visual. At the same time, he could feel his superpowers returning to him more and more, along with memories that had been dormant for many years. Perhaps it was because he saw the robes and symbols that once belonged to him, or perhaps it was because the images of fierce battles in the metropolis broadcast on television seemed to awaken his sense of mission, but whatever the reason, his memories began to return, along with his mission and responsibilities.

In an instant, he realized that this was his home, and he had to leave.

“Peter?” Lina gently helped him up, her clear eyes revealing worry and anxiety.

She did love him. But from that moment on, Peter, who had once lived a happy life in the quiet mountain village, ceased to exist.

"I'm sorry, Lina, I'm so sorry," he said softly, gently taking the girl's hand, "but I have to go."

He resolutely stood up, ignoring the girl's confused and worried exclamations behind him, and strode out the door. His steps were firm and decisive; he didn't even look back, leaving behind only a resolute and lonely figure.

Lina didn't know then that this silhouette was all Peter had left her. After that day, she never saw that ordinary yet reliable man again.

At this moment, Gotham

The Superman clone crashed into half a city block at supersonic speed, like a guillotine blade slicing across the ground at hundreds of yards per hour.

The massive, grayish-brown body plummeted from its height, crashing into the cratered ground with a thunderous roar. The road surface cracked at a visible speed, exceeding its limits in a fleeting, almost negligible instant, before plunging into the earth with a thunderous thud. Simultaneously, countless underground pipes burst, releasing a mixture of natural gas and groundwater that shot into the air like a grand celebration.

As the thick, billowing smoke gradually dissipated, a massive, burly man emerged from a crater weighing several tons, leaving deep footprints with each step that shook the ground. Sparks that appeared out of nowhere ignited the natural gas, and after several sharp explosions, flames erupted, nearly engulfing the entire street.

The three Kryptonians immediately took to the air, and when they saw the tall, thin, and sinister figure emerging from the smoke, they couldn't help but gasp.

Judgment Day

Born on Krypton, he is known throughout the universe as the ultimate biological weapon designed solely for destruction. He possesses near-invincible physical abilities, limitless arm strength, infinite stamina, and astonishingly rapid self-repair capabilities—each of which sounds enough to make him a ruthless thug. But that's not all. Even more terrifying is his immortality and his terrifying learning ability, allowing him to adapt to his opponents and endlessly evolve, turning him into a killing machine that cannot be shut down.

This was only the terrifying creature in the eyes of the locals; Xu Fu, as a traveler, was even more terrified of it. Doomsday had an impressive record in the comics. Not only had he defeated the Justice League's expeditions countless times, but even the devastating global catastrophe in the "Dark Side" comic six years ago was defeated by this monster. More importantly, the famous "death of Superman" in comic book history was also thanks to Doomsday.

What conclusions can be drawn from all these facts?

The answer is no, they have no chance of winning.

Upon seeing "Doomsday's" corpse emerge from the raging flames and black smoke, the three Kryptonians who were fighting immediately forgot their conflict and stared in astonishment at the terrifying monster.

Day of Destruction emerged from the crater, his heavy footsteps pounding the cracked earth, his dark red eyes filled with murderous intent. His gaze swept over the three people before him, his already distorted face twisting even more, his eyes finally settling on the "S" symbols on their chests, an undisguised killing intent emanating from him.

5.7 With a deafening roar, the sound waves pierced the heavens and earth, as if to cleave the sky in two. The Sun of Destruction, its eyes bloodshot, stomped its foot and flew out like a cannonball, the earth collapsing under the immense pressure of the instantaneous burst.

Without a word, Superman's clone flew towards him, blocking Doomsday's cannonball-like punch with both hands. The hovering figure barely stopped, flying back half a meter. Superman let out a low growl, swinging his left hand back with a huge fist, while his right hand, clenched tightly, punched Doomsday in the cheek. The monster took two steps back, but became even angrier. His right hand moved with lightning speed, grabbing Superman by the waist and throwing him to the end of the street.

The clone Superman flew up, spinning and crashing into the walls of multiple floors of the building, temporarily disappearing from sight. Doomsday turned around, his dangerous gaze landing on the remaining two Kryptonians, sending a chill down his spine.

Chapter 1635 Princess Cold Moon

As the moon goddess, Leng Yue dared not underestimate her intelligence; she mastered computer skills in just over ten minutes.

She used her illusionary abilities to control the mouse and keyboard, searching online for what she needed.

Xu Fu returned to Diana's bedroom, erected a barrier, and began their undisguised blissful life. When their exercise ended, the sweaty couple pressed tightly together, Diana couldn't help but ask...

"What exactly is going on between you and her?"

"I remember clearly that Leng Yue burned her life force to deliver the fatal blow, and then vanished into thin air. She should be dead, so why did she appear?"

"I saved her."

Xu Fu reached out and stroked the woman's smooth back. Seeing her blush, he could only explain...

"It's not what you think. I saved her only for the Celestial Court."

“Leng Yue is the younger sister of the Lord of the Celestial Court. Her identity is extraordinary, and she holds many secrets. If I want to become a god, I cannot do so without her help.”

"So you must hide her in a golden house!"

Xu Fu pinched her nose: "Why are you even using this idiom? And 'golden house,' where is the golden house?"

Diana snorted.

"I still don't understand you. There are so many immortals in the Underworld, but you chose Leng Yue out of the ordinary, and you even said you had no feelings for her."

Time will tell.

Xu Fu ignored him and pounced on him.

"Are you still coming?"

"I'd rather die of exhaustion in bed than go shopping."

The next day at noon, when the clock struck twelve, Xu Fu walked out of his bedroom yawning.

Leng Yue was still sitting in front of the computer, in the same posture as last night.

Where do you want to go today?

"Tiger Dragon Mountain".

Xu Fu frowned.

Why do you want to go there?