Super Detective in the Fictional World

Facing three enemies that had crossed paths, it had no fear, but its fighting instincts also made it not foolish enough to jump directly at their heads.

Falling over a hundred meters away, it shrieked as its orange-red energy arc surged all over its body, a circle of energy storm expanding rapidly once again, crushing the four of them.

In the diamond-shaped stance, Diana, the one hitting the head, merely raised her round shield, while Superman on the right raised his hands slightly to protect his face.

Luke, who was leaning back, simply ducked himself behind the Battlestress and conjured up the giant shield again, so that he would only take a small portion of the energy impact.

Master Wei, however, was having a hard time, unlike Luke's armor, which had a super energy source like the Ark Reactor, he couldn't release the shield.

So he could only come in a tactical lie down towards a large, concave pit next to him, sticking himself dead to the edge of the pit.

Luke was looking over his shoulder, wanting to tell Master Webster to hide behind his shield, but he found that the others were already jumping on him so fast that he had to give up on opening his mouth.

The violent energy blast instantly flooded the three men and the pit, dirt, building debris, and discarded steel parts mixed in and crackled against them.

It lasted more than ten seconds before the energy storm finally ended.

Diana, Superman, and Luke's feet plowed a shallow trench ten meters below them.

They could hold it back, but the ground beneath their feet couldn't, and they were blown backwards as the energy storm hardened.

But there wasn't even a bit of dust on Superman's face when he dropped his hands.

Luke's giant shield shrunk to a small round arm shield, and there was just a little dust on it.

Master Webster ...... well, coughing in the pit, nothing much in the middle, at most a little dust.

Diana, who was at the very front, had a round shield with a hidden red glow on its surface.

As she lowered the shield, the red light on its surface gradually dimmed, and the gusts of air brought by the energy storm blew the long black hair on both sides of the starlight corona away.

Similarly, there was only a little bit of flying dust on Diana's body.

As for the question of how the shields could protect the feet together, Luke had witnessed the answer with his own eyes: divine power.

When Diana's two silver arms hit, they also triggered a ranged attack.

Diana's shield also has the same range of protection.

This protection was similar to Luke's energy shield, which was far less strong than the shield itself, but it was also strong enough to withstand ranged energy impacts.

So, from Luke's observation, the long legs of the warrior goddess were still clean and smooth.

But before he could get more than a glance, the muscles in Diana's legs suddenly tensed and leapt up.

She once again let out a highly personal and recognizable "Uhhhhh" war cry, her right hand long sword raised high, a head-on sword, struck at the Sun of Destruction, which had just finished releasing a set of AoEs.

Day of Destruction likewise leapt up and smashed in with a punch.

Diana's longsword deflected slightly, slashing at its fist, and the whole thing was shaken out of the sky.

There was also a long wound on Destruction Day's fist that shone with an orange-red light.

The wound healed quickly, but the orange-red glow continued to flicker.

Superman took the opportunity to get closer and punched it in the head, sending it plunging into the ground.

Before it could give it a second blow, it was snapped away with a claw.

Luke, however, emerged behind it, two dog-legged knives of full seventy-centimeter length in his hands, slashing heavily between its strands from bottom to top.

The Day of Destruction cried out in pain and twisted in a smooth motion to swing another claw at it.

Superman couldn't even dodge the attack, Luke was equally unable to dodge it, and only had time to bow back and cave in his torso within his armor.

Crunch, Duang!

The ear-splitting sound of shattering nano-armor and heavy blows rang out almost simultaneously, and Luke followed in the footsteps of the two flesh titans, tumbling hundreds of meters to the ground with a rumble.

Good thing Diana made it back in time, yelling to draw the Doom Day's attention and slashing her longsword into its shin.

At the same time, her round shield was raised, blocking its counter-punch.

Superman flew back as well, slamming it into the ground and rumbling a ten-foot-high circle of dirt and smoke into the area.

Luke pooh-poohed the mouthful of old blood that shook out into the recycling chute, his mind screaming change too.

This Kryptonian gene stuff was really too strong.

The Day of Destruction had no shortcomings in the areas of energy absorption, resilience, strength, reaction time, and combat awareness.

To be more precise, it was all fucking extraordinary alloy steel plates.

With Luke's strength that he could get around in the entire universe next door to his home, it would be a second to spit blood when he hit this Kryptonian monster.

But that was completely expected of him.

Not far away from the destruction of the day alone to fight Superman and Battlestar Galactica together, but not even the slightest bit behind, this kind of strength anyway in the universe is also super standard.

As long as they don't bump into mysterious side bigwigs like DC Ancient One, the others can be killed by it, thank goodness.

Besides, Luke was just spitting up some blood.

The claw that had just seemingly sliced open half of his body was actually mostly nanomaterial, with a small portion being muscle.

As he got up, this small wound was recovered.

Not enough! Luke's mind flew through the calculations and quickly came to the conclusion that the field test data wasn't enough!

He hasn't identified any flaws with Doom Day, not even the minor ones that would limit it slightly.

The only major flaw is that this guy seems to be very grumpy.

But irritability is more akin to a skill like "Berserk" when it comes to the stronger and faster Day of Destruction.

If you don't lose blood, the rage will completely transform into pressure on the other side, quickly building up a huge advantage.

The good news is that Luke's side of Superman's anti-punching degree is not much worse than the destruction of the day.

So far in the fight, the other Superman has finally messed up his hair, and that's it.

Luke had plenty of time to finish the field test.

Thinking so, he approached the battlefield again.

At this moment, the confrontation between the two "gods" and one monster had begun to heat up.

If there were ordinary people here, they would find themselves unable to see the trajectory of the three, only continuous gas explosions and blurred afterimages moving around filling the field of vision.

Ding!

There was a crisp metallic clearing, and Luke's eyes lit up, leaping up to grab a spinning, flying sword - it had just been knocked out of Diana's hands by Doom Day.

His arm muscles soared, and he squeezed the hilt of the sword in a death grip.

The battle armor thrusters kicked in at full power, applying a downward force to his body.

In less than a second, he rumbles into the ground, crashing a few more meters before the massive inertia on his longsword wears off.

Power burst, 100%.

The rapidly expanding body burst out of the smoke and dust that had only crashed out, gripped the longsword that suddenly felt slim, and slashed at the Day of Destruction.

The Day of Destruction, who was tangling with Superman, was alert, and a heat ray swept over as his eyes lit up red.

Luke's body moved slightly sideways, but seemed to underestimate the speed of the heat ray, and half of his body was swept away, rapidly reddening as if it were melting.

Superman seized the opportunity and smacked a heavy kick to the large head on the wrong side of the head.

Gee whiz! Superman can use a sweeping kick? Even though half of his armor was melting, Lu was almost stunned.

I'm not sure if I've ever seen Superman using his "leg kicks", even in comics.