At the airport, a civil airliner is preparing to set sail.

In the cabin, the passengers were already seated, and only a few were still with their luggage.

A tall lady, tied in a ponytail, had just put her luggage away when she saw a display screen on her seat playing temporary news.

"This thing came out a few minutes ago."

"It appeared at the site of the Kryptonian incident."

"Thankfully, the city centre is currently on a day off."

"There are almost no people, and what everyone sees now is that the military fighter Apache helicopter has just arrived on the scene."

Attracted by the news, the woman sat down and looked intently at the screen.

I saw that in front of a signboard on the screen, there was a humanoid monster.

At this time, military helicopters arrived at the scene and launched an attack on the monster with aviation cannons.

Blazing lines of fire bombarded the monsters on the signboard, and the signboard was shattered to pieces.

The monster jumped down and roared at the helicopter, only to be greeted with an even more violent attack.

In addition to the aviation cannons, the helicopter fired missiles at the monster, and the monster staggered in the heavy fire.

It looked like it wouldn't take long to shoot, but then, the monster's chest glowed, and it held its head in its hands and suddenly let out a roar when it looked up to the sky.

Suddenly, a circle of impact similar to an electromagnetic pulse was released.

After the impact spreads, the screen flickers, and the scene suddenly stops and disappears.

So he went back to the TV studio.

The host said in a deep voice: "Our communication with the reporters on the scene was unexpectedly interrupted, and at present, we don't know what the situation is at the scene. ”

The woman immediately stood up, took her luggage back out, and walked to the boarding gate.

At the gate, a flight attendant lady was preparing a drink when she saw the lady walking towards the exit.

hurriedly chased out.

"I'm sorry, Miss Prince, we're about to go."

However, the lady left the plane as if she hadn't heard.

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Gotham Port District.

Little by little, the armored Batman sank into the rocks, squeezed by the rocks, making him feel short of breath and tightness in his chest.

But he was powerless to change the situation, as Superman was pressing against his shoulder, the armor on his shoulder had deformed and recked, and some sharp sharp horns had pierced into his muscles, causing blood to bubble out.

Clark's eyes were red and his expression was distorted: "Why! ”

"Why don't you listen to me?"

"I wanted to tell you from the beginning that this was Lex's conspiracy!"

"He was the one who provoked all this, and he wanted us to hurt each other!"

"If you could have listened to me a little bit, Louise wouldn't have died."

"Martha can be saved, too!"

Bruce. Wayne's head buzzed.

In a trance, he seemed to have become the helpless little boy again.

In that cold, damp alley, the cold and ruthless pistol spewed flames, causing blood to bloom before his eyes.

The screen flashed.

He saw the dew-stained grave with white chrysanthemums in front of it.

On the tombstone, there is an inscription that reads, 'Martha. Wayne's words.

"What did you say?"

Bruce struggled to speak: "Why do you say this name?" ”

"Who is Martha?"

Clark yelled, "She's my mom!" ”

"She's been captured by Lex, and Lex is going to trade your head for her life, understand?"

"She made me your light!"

"But now it seems that she was wrong!"

"You people don't deserve love at all!"

Superman's eyes turned red, and the anger in them was like volcanic magma, waiting to erupt!

Bruce's body shook: "You say, Martha is your mother?" ”

He gasped for air and said, "Clark, listen. ”

"I didn't think it would turn out like this."

"I don't want this to happen, but at least, let me help you."

"I'll find Martha, I'll find your mother."

The red light in Clark's eyes narrowed slightly, and at that moment, as if he sensed something, he turned his head sharply in the direction of the harbor.

Flew away with a 'whoosh'.

Batman gasped before getting himself out of the boulder.

He staggered over to Louise's corpse and knelt down.

Looking at the blood on the girl's chest, Batman held his head in one hand.

"No"

"Oh my God, Bruce, look what you've done!"

At this moment, the voice of the old butler Alfred sounded in his ears.

"Sorry to interrupt you, Master Wayne."

"But you'll have to go to the Metropolis and see there's a monster there, and it's coming out of a Kryptonian ship."

The other side.

In a warehouse near Gotham Harbor.

Clark's adoptive mother, a middle-aged lady, was covered and tied to a chair.

A Russian looked at the time, then picked up the flamethrower on the table and said, "It's time." ”

"It's time for the witch to be tortured."

Just then, he heard a rumble outside.

Exclamations and gunshots followed.

The dense gunfire almost rang out, startling the Russians.

He gesticulated, and the other two men in the room immediately grabbed their machine guns and walked to the door.

Martha, who was tied to a chair, turned her back to the door, not knowing what was happening, only to hear screams and gunshots constantly ringing outside.

The Russian looked at Masha in the chair and shouted: "Who is it!" ”

"Get out of here now."

"Otherwise, I'll kill this woman!"

He lifted the flamethrower, and a ball of flame was spewing from the muzzle.

Martha couldn't help but close her eyes and let out a muffled choke, but at this moment, suddenly all sounds stopped.

She couldn't help but open her eyes.

I saw that there was a red mark on the wall of the room that was fading.

The trail crossed the wall and passed over the head of the Russian in front of him.

The Russian's eyes rolled, and then his head gradually slipped out of place, and finally the corpse and half of his head fell to the ground.

Martha whined in fear.

Then she saw the window pane reflect the scene behind her.

In the dimly lit room, the door collapsed, and a figure was faintly drawn outside the dark door.

The tall figure, eyes burning with scarlet light, was filled with endless hatred and anger, like the wrath of hell, which wanted to scorch the entire earth.

Martha was scared and saw the figure outside the door walk in, step by step, in front of her.

Then she saw the other crouch down, and a familiar face appeared in her eyes, and the red light burning with anger on that face gradually dimmed.

Finally, Martha saw her son's tearful eyes.

Clark gently untied the rope from Martha's body, then squeezed her hands, "It's okay, Mommy." ”

"But, Louise is dead."

"My world is dead, too."

(End of chapter)