Man of Steel in the comic world

Somewhere in Earth's suborbital layer.

There was a ripple in the calm space layer, and a huge space station emerged from the hiding in subspace.

Clark stood in front of the control console, playing with the precise instruments in front of him with a serious face.

A delicate crystal is set in the center of the instrument, linked to Clark's head by some complex lines.

On the other side, at the core of the space station called "Watchtower," the artificial sun activated by Clark also began programming.

The artificial sun is placed in a small "Dyson sphere" in the "Watchtower" to serve as energy to supply the operation of the "Watchtower". Its full power output is now required just to perform a task on the display screen.

"Plan Sky."

Clark unplugged the neuron circuit connected to his head and turned to look at the output progress bar of the artificial sun.

The energy value continued to rise and soon reached a peak.

Through the glass of the observation tower, Clark looked at the blue earth, as if he wanted to imprint this beautiful planet deeply in his mind.

Then, he pressed the button of "Project Sky".

The energy of the watchtower began to gather towards the top of the tower, and the ring-shaped energy emitter released a dazzling light when charged.

At the same time, Darkseid also felt this huge power in the floating giant ship far above New York.

His staff were quickly analyzing the opponent's data in front of the console, but Darkseid waved his hand to interrupt him.

"No need to bother." Darkseid stood up from the huge throne, and his armor appeared on the throne behind him.

He opened his hands, and the ordinary armor on his body quickly disintegrated, replaced by a new armor that appeared on the throne.

Darkseid gently stroked the scarlet "Ω" symbol on the chest of the armor.

"Finally, a decent opponent has appeared." A cruel smile appeared on his rock-like face. "I want your head to be my best collection."

"Great Darkseid!" The staff immediately knelt down on one knee.

Suburbs of New York City.

A huge arc-shaped energy suddenly dropped from the sky, cutting a huge bottomless crack on the ground. If you follow the trend of the arc-shaped energy, you will find that it stretches almost endlessly.

If someone looked down from a high altitude at this time, they would be able to see a huge ring enclosing New York City, and an invisible, wave-like energy covering the entire New York City.

A team of demonoids wanted to expand their attack range to the outskirts of the city. However, as soon as they approached the edge of the ring, they were burned to ashes by the energy radiating out.

The mutant picket team that was chasing the demon-like team was not affected at all.

At the same time, Magneto Eric also received a notice from Clark, ordering him to withdraw the pickets from New York.

The mission of evacuating civilians and controlling the battlefield has been basically completed, and the remaining battles are no longer something they can participate in.

Clark walked out of the observation tower and rushed towards the earth like a hot meteorite.The artificial intelligence in the watchtower continues to execute the program of the "Sky Project".

……

"Is this isolating the invasion of Apocalypse's army?"

Desaad stood outside the dome, with a group of dark elites behind him.

"Sir, do we need back-up?" Tracker Cantor asked.

He is an assassin among the Dark Elite and possesses what is known as the strongest assassination and fighting skills in the universe.No matter where the person he targets escapes to in any corner of the universe, he will find and kill him.He is also one of Darkseid's lackeys who ravage countless parallel universes.

"The master will win any victory." Disad said calmly, "What we have to do is to carry out the master's orders. That girl, we have to bring her to the master. This is our mission."

"Understood." The dark elites nodded.

the other side.

Carl once again punched the black-clad Superman into a dilapidated building, but the opponent still rushed up again without pain or fatigue.

Carl raised his hand to deflect the black-clothed Superman's attack, grabbed the opponent's arm with his backhand, twisted it behind his back, held down his head, and gave him a hard knee that made his nose bleed.

"You are stronger than before." The black-clothed Superman wiped his bleeding nose with his fingers.

"I have a lot of energy left." Karl said coldly.

The battle clothes of the two men were in tatters in the fierce battle, and most of the entire city was destroyed in the battle between the two men.

"Look around you. Aren't you, a self-proclaimed hero of justice, one of the initiators of disasters?" Superman in black mocked.

"The destroyed city can be rebuilt, but the dead souls will not be resurrected." Karl said lightly, "What I protect is not a cold building, but a warm life."

"After defeating you, this scorched land will have a chance to rebuild a new city. Civilization is still there, order is still there, and life is still there. My protection is not meaningless."

The black-clothed Superman stopped talking and lowered his head.After a long time, he finally asked: "But my protection has lost its meaning, do you know?"

After saying that, an astonishing aura emerged from his body again, "It's meaningless! Do you know!"

Carl slightly raised his hand to resist the oppressive atmosphere, and the black-clothed Superman entered a state of rage.

His whole body was shrouded in a dark purple electric arc, and the huge muscles bulged high in the broken suit, making his body look like it had swelled.

Karl looked up and finally saw the burning figure streaking across the sky like a meteorite.He knew he didn't have to wait any longer.

"Come on, I don't care how you are in hell, but that's not why you become a devil!"

Carl no longer suppressed the power of the dimensional superman, and instantly increased his power to a surprising level.

……

The floating giant ship is here.

The gathered demonoids were like crowded locusts, roaring and rushing towards the burning figure in the air. Darkseid stood on the top of the giant ship, watching the scene in front of him calmly.

Clark was like a scorching sharp knife, easily tearing apart the formation of demonoids swarming forward.

Large swaths of demonoids fell densely from the sky like burnt insects.

Darkseid waved his hand, and the demonoids retreated with hoarse voices. Clark came straight towards Darkseid and suddenly stopped in front of Darkseid.

Face to face, the two of them were only one step away from each other.

So close is the end of the world, their eyes are facing each other, their eyes are clashing, and the two of them have fought countless times in an instant.

Darkseid shattered a corner of his armor, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of Clark's mouth. The two of them each took a step back, seemingly evenly matched, but in fact, their hearts were divided.

"It's a pity, it's such a pity." Darkseid shook his head, "Your road has come to an end, and your power stops here."

Clark's face was gloomy, but he retorted not to be outdone: "It's just a clone. No matter how strong it is, it's only nourishment for the main body. Do you have the right to mock me?"

"Hmph! It's better than your whole life being wasted in the future. If you can survive under my hands." Darkseid sneered, "Did he do it under all things? This haunting guy might be here now." Is there someone coveting our power in some corner?"

"So what? I will kill him too." Clark sneered.

After he finished speaking, a heat vision shock wave was shot at Darkseid's chest.

Darkseid raised his hand to block it. Clark's powerful heat vision could only leave a little burning mark on his skin covered with rock patterns.

"The long-lost pain!" Darkseid sniffed the smell of the burnt skin on his hand intoxicated, then turned his hand and threw a jet of black lightning at Clark.

Clark dodged sideways, and the lightning fell in a corner of the city, evaporating several blocks of buildings in an instant.

Clark stepped forward and punched Darkseid on the head, but was caught by Darkseid. He swung out another fist again, but was also caught in Darkseid's hand. The two men fought hand-to-hand. It turned into a wrestling match. Even with Clark's power, which was infinitely close to that of Silver Superman, he could only be evenly matched with Darkseid.

"You are very good. Power is a curse, but you used it to surpass the gods." Darkseid murmured to himself, his eyes fixed on Clark's pupils.

"The ancient gods are ignorant, only the new gods can point the way. Submit to me, and I will lead you to welcome the new creation!"

"To me, you are a curse!" Clark broke free from Darkseid's restraints, kicked him in the chest, and distanced the two of them. "Is this how you defeat your enemies by bewitching them in battle?"

Darkseid landed on the deck of the giant ship and made two deep footprints. He clenched his fists nonchalantly and said, "Of course not, I have other ways."

The two heavy figures collided again.

……

At the suborbital level, the observation tower is still executing the "Sky Plan."

The ring energy has taken shape around New York, and gradually expanded into a huge energy shield, from the sky to the land, and then underground, a huge spherical energy shield included New York.

The ground trembled slightly, and the observation tower began to release huge traction. New York City, along with the land masses beneath it, rose from the ground and slowly rose into the sky.

"Is this the plan you prepared for showing up later?" Darkseid punched Clark, and Clark raised his hand to block it.

"For such a fragile planet?"

"Yes." Clark remembered what Karl said when chatting with Karl.

"I want to fight for them the battle they can't win!"

The height of New York is constantly rising, becoming a floating island.

the other side.

Carl stood next to the dying Superman in black, looking up at the strange things around him.

"That's right, Clark wants to take the enemy away without affecting other parts of the earth." Carl understood Clark's plan.

"You can't win." The black-clothed superman leaned against the ruins of a broken building. He weakly coughed out blood and gasped slightly. "You have no idea who you are facing. Have you ever experienced despair? You guys have no idea who you are facing." I will be desperate..."

His heart had been blown into pieces by Karl, but the powerful cells still supported him to speak intermittently as he lay dying.

Carl frowned and put his hand on the neck of Superman in black.

"You can't win, you can't win, you can't win..." The black-clothed Superman muttered and repeated these words, as if he was saying it to Carl, but also to himself.

Two lines of dirty tears fell silently down his blood-stained cheeks.

Karl sighed softly in his heart.

"Go on."

Click, breaking the neck of the black-clothed Superman.

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