When the heat first erupted from Roy's mouth, it was only the thickness of an arm.

However, as the flight distance increases, the golden pillar of fire formed by the heat breath begins to grow larger.

When the golden pillar of fire flew in front of Clark, it had skyrocketed from the thickness of his arm to the point where it could completely engulf Clark.

Unlike the heat breath on Earth, the golden pillar of fire did not make a deafening explosion when it hit Clarke.

Although the golden pillar of fire suddenly exploded, turning into a huge golden fireball, it did not make any sound.

At first, Clark thought that Roy's heat breath was at most as powerful as the heat ray he cast.

But he soon discovered that he had underestimated the power of Heat.

The heat rays that Clark now casts can easily melt metal, turning it into molten iron.

However, the heat rays he cast were not yet to the point where they could instantly evaporate rocks and buildings.

For ordinary people, the heat rays that can melt metal in an instant are already amazing.

But for Roy, the temperature of the heat rays is not too high.

If nothing else, at least it can't compare to the heat he exerts.

At this time, although he didn't attack with all his strength, the power of the heat breath still reached the point of evaporating a small mountain in an instant.

If you go all out, you can even destroy a city in an instant, completely destroying it.

After being struck by the Heatbreath, Clark immediately realizes that he has underestimated the power of the Heatbreath.

He had wanted to use his extraordinary physique to resist Roy's heat, but now he found that his idea was a bit too much.

Although the heat breath didn't turn him into ashes instantly, it still made him feel the extreme heat.

Without any hesitation, Clark decisively changed his mind and flew out of the golden fireball of the Heat Breath explosion.

In a short period of time, the heat breath did not cause him to suffer serious damage.

But being scorched by the extreme heat of the heat for a long time, he will not feel good either.

Clark was fast.

Roy's reaction wasn't slow either.

No sooner had Clark flown out of the golden fireball that exploded than Roy began a new attack.

Bad wind!

Roy raised his right hand and slammed it at Clarke.

As his right hand fell, hundreds of transparent "wind blades" several meters long formed out of thin air and flew towards Clarke's lightning.

Because it's in outer space, Roy's current bad wind is a little different from that on Earth.

If we talk about the bad wind exerted on the earth, it still has some "wind" nature.

Then in outer space in a vacuum environment, the bad wind he casts is the pure energy "wind blade".

At this time, the bad wind needs to consume more star power.

But in the same way, the power of bad wind has also increased significantly.

In just an instant, a huge transparent wind blade came to Clarke, and lightning slashed through his body.

Having experienced the power of Heat Breath, Clark did not dare to hold it up, and flew at great speed, trying to dodge the incoming wind blade.

But soon, he realized that the huge transparent wind blades locked onto him like homing missiles, and turned around and flew towards him at great speed.

Damn it!

After seeing this scene, Clark cursed in his heart.

Although it was the first time he had seen the bad winds, the first few bad winds had already given him a rough judgment.

How so?

The bad wind Roy was now wielding wouldn't split his body in two, but it was to the point where it could slice through his skin.

If the power of the Bad Wind increases, then the Bad Wind will be able to leave visible scars on his body.

If his body is concerned, it can still resist the power of the bad wind now.

Then, the battle suit on his body was not so lucky.

As the bad wind swept by, the suit on his body was easily cut and cut, and huge tears and holes appeared.

It can't go on like this!

Clark's expression suddenly became extremely serious, and his eyes began to glow red.

Then, the heat ray was decisively unleashed.

Instead of attacking Roy with a heat ray, he uses a heat ray attack to attack the bad wind that is chasing him.

Relying on his extraordinary speed and maneuverability far beyond any fighter on Earth, Clark uses heat rays to destroy the bad winds that pursue him one by one.

However, just when he thought he had defused Roy's attack again, Roy instantly appeared in front of him like a ghost.

Thundering gossip!

Roy's right fist was wrapped around the Armed Domineering and Overlord Domineering, carrying purple and black lightning that hit Clarke's chest like a cannonball.

Although he didn't take out the eight fasts, it was not difficult for Roy to cast the thunderous gossip empty-handed.

Empty-handed thundering gossip will indeed be weaker.

But it's also a little more convenient.

Clark's reaction was not slow, but when facing Roy, who was almost the same in strength, his lack of combat experience immediately became his fatal flaw.

Without any suspense, Clarke, who was hit by the thunderous gossip, flew upside down in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, he flew out dozens of kilometers upside down with a face full of disbelief.

For Clark, being knocked away by Roy with a punch is not unacceptable.

What he really couldn't accept now was that strange sharp pain in his chest.

Wrong!

Something is wrong with his fists!

Although Clark didn't know about the existence of domineering, he was very sure that Roy's punch just now was not an ordinary physical attack.

If it is a simple physical attack, it will definitely not have the effect of having a strong path directly through the muscles and bones and directly reaching the internal organs.

Trouble!

It wasn't known exactly how Roy did it, but Krako knew it was a tricky question.

All along, he has relied on his super physique to resist the attacks of others.

Now, however, Roy has made him experience the feeling that his super physique is completely ineffective.

Kryptonians do have a physique far superior to those of Earthly humans.

But like Earthlings, Kryptonians are also "fragile" in their internal organs.

"What was the deal with that punch you just had?"

Krako rubbed his chest and "asked" Roy.

"It's nothing special, it's just that it uses a power called domineering."

Roy replied casually.

He didn't mind letting Clark know about the existence of domineering.

The reason is simple.

Even if Clark knew about the existence of domineering, it was impossible for him to understand what domineering was all about, let alone cultivate domineering.

Domineering is not the force that exists in the DC universe in the first place.

Even if Clark had a learning ability far beyond that of ordinary people, it was impossible to learn the power that did not exist in this universe.

"Domineering?"

Clark looked at Roy with a puzzled expression.

"Yes, domineering!"

Roy continued.

Hearing his answer, Clark frowned.

It took several seconds before he continued:

"Do you want to keep fighting?"

"Forget it, that's all for tonight."

After saying that, Roy lifted the human-beast transformation and returned to his normal human form.

Although there was no winner or loser, the fight with Clark had dispelled the inexplicable boredom and emptiness in his heart.

"Hmm!"

Clark nodded, and flew towards the Metropolis first.

Looking at Clark, who flew like a meteor, Roy first severed the psychic connection between himself and Clark.

Then, the cast flashed, and instantly returned to the metropolis.

The roof of a building.

Roy retrieved two bottles of whiskey from the system space and tossed one of them to Clarke, who had just flown back.

Clark took the whiskey he tossed and looked at him suspiciously.

"Don't look at me like that."

"After a fight, it's normal to drink and relax."

Roy said unhurriedly.

After speaking, he uncorked the bottle and drank directly into the bottle.

After seeing his movements, Clark also uncorked the bottle and took a sip.

"By the way, you've been living on Earth for decades now."

"Wouldn't you be bored pretending to be yourself all day long and dealing with weak ordinary people like ants?"

Roy asked at Clark.

"Of course not, I never thought of ordinary people as ants."

"In fact, if I could, I would like to be like them."

Clark said with a serious face.

After answering Roy's question, he finally reacted and asked Roy:

"You came here tonight to fight me because your life in Gotham was so boring?"

Roy shook his head and said slowly:

"My life in Gotham wasn't boring."

"But I came to you tonight because I was bored."

"You've probably heard of the Joker, right?"

"He died tonight, being pushed off the Wayne Tower by Batman and falling to his death."

"The clown is dead?"

Clark looked at Roy quizzically.

In Gotham, the death of the Joker has spread almost throughout the city.

But the Met, for the time being, has not received this news.

However, even if the people on the Met's side knew, they wouldn't care too much.

In their eyes, the clown is nothing more than a criminal with an abnormal brain.

Unlike the citizens of Gotham, they are not very afraid of clowns.

"Yes, he's dead!"

"Died in a way that no one expected, even somewhat haphazardly."

Roy said with a look of regret.

"Is he your friend?"

Clark asked, frowning.

"No, we've only met once, and we only met for the first time at noon today."

Roy said slowly.

"Since he's not your friend and he's still a criminal, you're ......"

Clark didn't go on, but Roy knew what he was trying to say.

"I'm not identifying with him, nor am I lamenting his death."

"I just think that people like him shouldn't die so inexplicably."

"Forget it, don't talk about it, you don't understand it."

Roy said, shaking his head.

Unlike him, who is a time-traveler, the Joker does not have any aura in Clark's heart, he is just a criminal.

"I don't know why you care so much about the Joker's death."

"But if you're bored right now, I think you can do something else to distract yourself and stop dwelling on the death of the clown."

"For example, helping those in need."

Clark gives a superhuman suggestion.

"If you're suggesting that I go and clean up Gotham and fight criminals, then forget it, I'm not interested in this kind of thing."

Roy replied.

"You don't have to fight criminals, you can do things that you don't exclude and that can help other people."

"My father told me that when you help others, you are actually helping yourself."

Clark said with a serious face.

Roy turned to look at Clark and frowned slightly.

There was silence for more than ten seconds before he continued:

"I'll think about it seriously."

"Let's go first, and I'll come back to you next time I have time."

With that, he flashed and left the roof of the building.

In just an instant, he was back in Gotham from Metropolis.

Instead of returning to Kyle's Manor, he arrives at Harley's apartment.

As soon as he arrived in the living room of the apartment, he saw Hallie with a sad face on her face.

It was clear that Hallie had seen the news report that the Joker was killed by Bruce.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so sad with no heart or lungs.

Before Roy could speak, Harley took the lead in asking:

"Is he really dead?"

"Well, he's dead."

Roy replied.

"Where is his body?"

"Gotham's medical examiner's room?"

Harley continued.

"Yes, but you don't have to go over to see him, I've already disposed of his body."

Roy said slowly.

Got disposed of?

Hallie looked at Roy suspiciously.

"I cremated his body without having the Gotham Police Department's medical examiner dissect him."

Roy said.

"That's good."

"He is such a proud person, he will definitely not allow those idiots to dissect their own corpses."

Harley said with a serious face.

Although Hallie did not become a Harley Quinn like in the comics and movies, the Joker is still a "life coach" to her.

If it weren't for secretly studying the Joker's mental state, she wouldn't be what she is today.

"Where's the stinky bat?"

"He's supposed to be celebrating now, right?"

Harley continued.

"I don't know, he's missing, I don't know where he went."

Speaking of this, Roy also felt that something was wrong.

Although the Joker used his own death to force Bruce to break his vow not to kill.

Even if the no-kill oath is broken, there is no need for Bruce to play missing.

With Bruce's willpower and mental state, he will definitely not play missing because his oath not to kill was broken.

"He'd better die like a clown."

Harley said with a serious face.

"Don't talk about that, I'm a little tired today, and I'm going to stay with you for one night."

With that, Roy turned and walked towards the bedroom.

"Oooh!"

Harley nodded instinctively, intending to follow Roy to the bedroom.

However, upon entering the bedroom, Roy closed the door and locked it from the inside.

This......

Looking at the locked door, Harley's expression became a little strange.

Roy doesn't plan to return to Kyle's Manor tonight, but he doesn't talk to Harley about his life.

He just wants to be alone and quiet now, doing nothing.

Harley doesn't know what happened to Roy tonight, but after thinking about it for a while, she makes a decision that doesn't quite fit Harley Harleyn.

She didn't bother Roy, and turned to the second bedroom, intending to spend the night in the second bedroom.

(End of chapter)