Super Detective in the Fictional World

Because Superman's fists were fast enough to hit any opponent, he didn't need to use his legs.

But when Luke saw that half of his body was "cooked", he subconsciously kicked out the leg closest to Doom.

With this heavy blow, the big head of Doomsday rotated a little half circle, and the heat ray was finally removed from Luke's body.

At the same time, its huge body also flew out diagonally with the blow.

At this speed, it would "pass" ten meters in front of Luke in the next instant.

Luke couldn't waste the opportunity he had gained by "playing tragic".

His toes connected with the ground, and his figure accelerated, crossing paths with Day of Destruction.

With the sharpness of the goddess of war's longsword and the great relative speed between the two, he managed to cut through most of the tissue, including the leg bone.

Superman was only slightly surprised and whirled around to pounce on it without hesitation.

Sensing the danger, Destruction Day hissed and met it with a punch.

BOOM! The gas exploded and Superman grabbed its fist in a death grip.

On the other side, Luke cut off a sword and threw it back, throwing his longsword at Diana on the side.

Diana copied her own longsword, not far in front of her was the back of the day of destruction.

Her body leaned forward, her long legs stomped on the ground, like a cheetah hunting with the graceful feeling of an explosion of power, and the longsword was her "fangs".

The sword's light swept an arc in front of her, hitting Luke exactly where he had sliced her.

Ka-chow! The subtle but distinct sound of bones cracking was heard.

In order to resist the pressure Superman continued to exert, Doom Day's legs were straining to support the ground.

Encountering a series of attacks from Luke, Superman, and the goddess of war, its left ankle, which had been cut by two swords in a row, could no longer hold on and completely broke apart.

The right leg loses its support point and its balance is broken, and the Day of Destruction is finally pushed down hard to the ground by Superman.

Raiding and throwing his sword away from a dragon, Luke now slipped back to the side of the pit where Master Waverly had jumped in, "HEY, how are you doing?"

With his legs straining against the wreckage of the building on his body, Master Wade answered breathlessly, "Can't die."

Luke coughed and tapped near his ear.

Master Webster froze as the butler "relayed" Luke's question, "The knight asked if you had a secret weapon in your possession.

Master Webster frowned at the guy in front of him.

Half of Luke's armor was roasted by the heat rays, and a piece of white ash was rapidly falling down - this was the nanomaterial that had been completely destroyed.

The replenishment box was pouring out a steady stream of nanomaterials, and the armor was gradually returning to its original state, looking undamaged.

Master Wei was a little envious: repair at any time? It's too convenient for Kai Nima.

Muttering in his mind, he still asked the old butler, "When will number two arrive?"

Old butler: "In thirty seconds. Including the spear, and the gun. Note the only three bullets in that gun are in the barrel."

Master Webster: "Got it, tell this guy."

This guy? The old butler rubbed his chin: the young master's temper was still so excellent.

Sputtering about his young master, the butler-man had connected to Luke's communication channel and relayed Master Wei's words to him.

Why not just have a conversation? That was never because of any pride, but to avoid being overheard by Doom Day.

At this close distance, with its superhuman-like hearing, hearing the conversation between the two wasn't a problem at all.

The Day of Destruction was just a grumpy monster, not a stupid beast.

In fact, Luke had felt its eyes occasionally sweeping over himself and Master Vai.

Although it was just a "passing" glance during the battle, he, who had the foresight of death, sensed the obvious danger in this glimpse.

Well, maybe it was because he had just cut off half of its leg. Luke admitted it was overly cautious.

But against Doom Day, caution was not a drawback.

Between the two of them talking, Superman and the War Goddess over there had gained a slight upper hand.

What was it like to have a leg suddenly shortened in a battle of this top level? Doom Day tasted it.

From being evenly matched to being only a footstep away.

While it could still levitate and even fly surprisingly fast, it always felt uncomfortable when powering up on its feet.

Diana's longsword was no mere mortal, and mere mortals were Luke's two dogged knives - they couldn't even break the skin of the Day of Destruction.

And Diana's longsword was a struggle to cut through the Day of Destruction, a bit like a normal person cutting through cowhide with a dull knife, but it always managed to cut.

After the cut, the divine power on the sword would also prevent the opponent from recovering quickly.

Especially if the footplate was cut off, then it would be harder to grow back to its original shape.

Superman had very little combat experience, but couldn't resist the treatment of his own son, and the basic qualities made him invincible.

Diana, however, has fought on the battlefield and has slashed many otherworldly creatures.

When she caught Day of Destruction's weakness, she attacked it step by step, staring at the tiny holes in its balance.

Before, Luke and the three of them had been beating up Day of Destruction for less than ten seconds, and they were having trouble controlling the pace.

Right now the two flesh tans had it wrapped around and shrieking, but they couldn't get rid of it.

This allowed time for Master Vai's second fighter to finally arrive on the scene.

Both Luke and Master Vai were relieved to see a streak of fire flying in the sky.

Guns with Kryptonite spears and Kryptonite bullets were so important.

Without such Kryptonian max dubff, it was useless how badly Doom Day was hit, it would take ten minutes at most to recover.

It was at this moment that the Day of Destruction erupted again.

It roared, and the energy stored up in its body from the siege just now turned into a storm once again, sweeping across the battlefield.

This time Luke didn't let Master Wei play Tactical Laydown anymore, a giant shield blocking the two, but he couldn't help but mouth the fragrance, "Fako!"

Master Webster probably heard a little, "What?"

Luke: "Your plane blew up."

Master Wayne followed his line of sight and saw the flying sandstorm of energy, and the Bat II that had just flown nearby spun around and became disabled, wrecked, and debris.

"OH, SHTF!" he couldn't help but curse out as well.

The fighter plane was a small matter, but the kryptonite spear on top was the only killer weapon.

And now ...... was gone?

Not so much destruction, Kryptonite itself was special, and the energy emitted by Kryptonian lifeforms was even more heavenly grams.

But with the chaos going on right now, there was no telling where the spear would be blown to, and it might not even be found tomorrow.

Thus, as soon as the storm passed, Luke immediately disappeared into the large plume of smoke and dust, heading straight for the area where Bat II had the most wreckage.

Master Webster behaved in much the same way.

He couldn't move as fast as Luke, but the armor had the ability to detect kryptonite radiation in a small area, so the search efficiency wouldn't be low either.

On the other half, both Superman and Diana felt a bit of a toothache as they watched the once again violent Day of Destruction: damn it, do you want to cheat that much?

At the moment, a huge bony claw had re-grown under Doom Day's severed ankle, and the hideous spines were twisted and gnarled, as if a flat-headed stabbing hammer had been installed under the ankle.