Unfortunately, officials of various countries do not want this kind of peace given by others.
They may have hesitated when launching the weapons of peace, but it was probably not because they were reluctant to see Superman die, but more likely because they were afraid that he would not die.
Anyway, before Superman appeared, the number of rich people who died at the hands of super villains was not large, and the efficiency was not even higher than their internal strife.
Compared to this small probability of bad luck, they would rather have an Earth without Superman.
That way they are still the best and don't have to worry about being killed by Superman at any time.
All those civilian deaths at the hands of supervillains? That's nothing.
In a country with a population of hundreds of millions, the death of millions of low-income people is not a big deal. It may even save social resources and free up jobs.
The rich are still rich, and there are still hundreds of millions of people who serve as their exploits.
On the contrary, some officials who spent a lot of resources to rescue these civilians at the first opportunity were considered stupid by US officials.
Why spend so much money on poor people? If more people die, there will be a lot of social security, medical care, and pension expenses left, and the crime can be blamed on super villains.
As long as the news media consciously changes the rhythm, those leeks who have been educated by happiness to become obedient cows and sheep will foolishly put all their hatred on the super villains.
Luke analyzed the mentality of the American officials. He didn't want to follow in Superman's footsteps and have a peace weapon suddenly shoved behind his butt.
He wouldn't die, but he didn't want to experience the experience of being turned into a radioactive barbecue.
At the same time, he began to check his equipment.
The nano-supplement box is filled up, and various small tools are hung outside in appropriate quantities. The capacity of the storage space is kept secret for the time being.
A batch of remote-controlled prototypes were dropped in Gotham and Metropolis to deal with many unexpected situations.
For example, when this clone is seriously injured, it is necessary to control the prototype to take him away.
Wait, why would I think of something so bad? This flag is raised at a bad time. He complained to himself in his heart and looked up at the sky.
There, a huge fireball was falling rapidly like a meteor, and it crashed into the Island of Styx east of the metropolis with a loud bang.
"That's not Superman." Luke muttered, and saw the Batfighter not far away turn around and fly towards where the fireball landed.
"Master Wei..." He smacked his lips, "He shouldn't die, right? After all, he's DC's biological son."
Having said that, he flew over as well.
Superman? He's the father of DC.
If peaceful weapons could kill Superman, he would have died a hundred times already.
Styx Island is a prison island, a bit like the one in the previous life's "The Rock".
However, with the progress of society, the narrow terrain of this prison is no longer suitable as a prison. It has become a tourist attraction, allowing many people who have nothing to do to experience a day trip to a retro prison.
That is why there is nothing worth coveting inside it, and there is not even a night watchman.
The staff also arrive every day with the early cruise ships and tourists.
At this moment, this place has become a ruin.
In the huge pit, the deformed and ugly Doomsday was trembling all over and making a roaring sound.
Orange-red energy patterns appeared on the surface of the body and began to expand outwards.
It impatiently grabbed the skin on the back of its head and tore it hard, and its entire body slipped out of the original round skin like a snake shedding its skin.
Hideous yellow bone spurs emerged from the chest, abdomen and back, the hands changed from humanoid palms to sharp claws, and jagged fangs emerged from the big mouth.
At this moment, Doomsday no longer had the gorilla-like form it had when it was first born, but had become a complete monster.
Its little eyes lit up and turned into two balls of red light.
roar!
With a loud roar, a circle of energy storm erupted from its body, sweeping across the entire Styx Island, and spitting out a huge orange-red light column into the sky, more than a thousand meters high.
The Island of Styx is located in the middle of the strait between Metropolis and Gotham City, so the citizens of the two cities who were disturbed by the previous commotion turned their heads.
They stared at the beam of light in amazement, a strong sense of unease welling up in their hearts, remembering the fear that had dominated them during the Superman War a few years ago.
Master Wei, who flew near Doomsday, was nearly hit by another energy shock wave. Fortunately, he had a keen sense and quick hands, so he moved a little bit in advance and dodged the attack.
Looking at the huge beam of light, his face looked very ugly.
This was an attack launched unconsciously by Doomsday, just like a casual remark made by someone with a loud voice, the real limit will only be more terrifying.
"No, this monster is made from General Zod's corpse. The biggest weakness of Kryptonian creatures is kryptonite." He murmured, "The spear, the tip of the spear is made of high-purity kryptonite. Only it can kill this monster."
After realizing this, he quickly sent a message to Butler for help: "Alfred, I need that kryptonite spear. Please control Batman II to send it over."
"No problem, it will arrive at the battlefield within two minutes." Butler Xia answered calmly as always.
In fact, one minute was enough for him to run and get the spear to load onto fighter No. 2, and the remaining minute was enough for the fighter to fly several round trips between Gotham and Styx Island.
Mr. Wei’s idea is good, but Doomsday is not a completely unintelligent beast.
After the roar, the destructive energy surging in its body made it continue to be powerful, but it also made it very uncomfortable and it needed to vent.
The eyes turned into two balls of red light and fell on the port area of Gotham City not far away. The scattered lights there were particularly conspicuous in the dark night.
Thinking of this, it stomped its feet on the ground, and its huge body rushed diagonally into the sky with a loud bang, heading towards the port area of Gotham City.
Master Wei, who was hovering in the air with his fighter plane, looked gloomy: "Shh, can't this Kryptonian bastard be a little more honest!"
As the words came out, the fighter plane turned around and quickly locked onto the butt of Doomsday flying in the air, and the muzzle under the belly rotated.
Boom boom boom boom!
A series of machine gun bullets hit Doomsday's back. It turned its head in annoyance and roared at the annoying "mosquito", and the red light in its eyes became brighter.
Master Wei inexplicably recalled the consequences of another "Kryptonian monster" having red eyes, and his heart suddenly felt cold.
He pressed the rudder in his hand suddenly, and the fighter plane rolled over and drifted to the side in an irregular arc.
Biu~~~
An orange-red light as thick as an oil barrel followed, sweeping across the sky following the trajectory of the fighter plane.
Master Wei maneuvered frantically, but the red light seemed endless and showed no sign of stopping after more than ten seconds.
boom!
The Bat Fighter shook violently, and Master Wei cried out inwardly, and his whole body began to spin and roll along with the body of the plane.
In Luke's vision, the Batfighter burst into flames and scattered broken parts like flowers from heaven, falling in a spiral.
Fortunately, Mr. Wei is rich, and the fighter plane can provide adequate protection for him as the only pilot.
The fighter plane fell diagonally to the ground, leaving a long trail of sparks and lightning on the ground, and finally stopped after crashing into the wall of a broken building in the port area.
Doomsday broke through the air and landed with a bang a hundred meters away, splashing up a cloud of dust, and the red light in his eyes lit up again.