Unfortunately, the governments of the various countries didn't want this kind of peace.
They might have hesitated when they fired the weapon, but it probably wasn't because they couldn't bear to see Superman die; it was more likely that they were afraid he wouldn't die.
In any case, before Superman appeared, not many rich people had died at the hands of supervillains. In fact, they weren't even more efficient than their internal strife.
Compared with this small probability of being unlucky, they preferred an Earth without Superman.
That way, they would still be above everyone else, and wouldn't have to worry about being killed by Superman.
As for the civilians who died at the hands of supervillains? Those were all trivial matters that were not worth mentioning.
In a country with a population of hundreds of millions, it wasn't a big deal for millions of people at the bottom to die. They might even be able to save social resources and create jobs.
The rich were still rich, and there were still hundreds of millions of people who were their leeks.
On the contrary, in the eyes of the American government, it was foolish to spend a lot of resources to help these civilians.
Why would they spend so much money on poor people? If more people died, there would be a lot of social security, health care, and pension expenses left, and they could also blame the supervillains.
As long as the news media consciously controlled the pace, the leeks who had been educated into obedient cows and sheep would foolishly place all their hatred on the supervillains.
Luke analyzed the mentality of the American government. He didn't want to follow in Superman's footsteps and suddenly have a weapon of peace shoved up his ass.
He wouldn't die, but he didn't want to experience roasted meat that tasted like radiation.
At the same time, he checked his equipment.
He stuffed the nano refill box full, and hung all kinds of gadgets outside. He kept the ability of his inventory a secret for the time being.
The remote-controlled prototype could be dropped in Gotham and Metropolis to deal with a lot of unexpected situations.
For example, when this clone was seriously injured, it would be necessary to control the prototype to take him away.
Wait, why was he thinking about such a bad thing? This flag wasn't raised at the right time. He ridiculed himself inwardly as he looked up at the sky.
There, a huge fireball was falling rapidly like a meteor, smashing into Essex Island in the east of the metropolis with a loud boom.
"It's not Superman," Luke murmured. As Luke murmured to himself, he saw the Bat Fighter turn around and fly toward the fireball.
"Lord Wei …" He smacked his lips. "He probably won't die, right? After all, he's DC's son. "
That being said, he also flew over.
Superman? That was DC's father.
If peaceful weapons could kill Superman, he would have died a hundred times over.
Essex Island was a prison island. It was very similar to the one in the movie "The Island of Life and Death".
However, with the progress of society, it was no longer suitable to be used as a prison due to its narrow terrain. It became a tourist attraction, allowing many people who had nothing better to do to experience a day trip to a retro prison.
Because of this, there was nothing worth coveting inside, not even a night watchman at night.
Every day, the staff would arrive together with the tourists on the morning cruise.
At this moment, the place had turned into ruins.
In the huge pit, the deformed and ugly Sun of Destruction trembled and let out a roar.
Orange-red energy patterns appeared on the surface of his body and began to expand outwards.
It impatiently grabbed the skin on the back of its head and tore it off forcefully. Like a snake shedding its skin, its entire body peeled off from its original round skin.
Ferocious yellow bone spikes protruded from his chest and back. His hands turned from human hands into sharp claws, and jagged fangs emerged from his mouth.
At this moment, Sun of Destruction no longer looked like a gorilla when it was first born. It had completely become a monster.
Its small 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 and swept across the entire Essex Island. It looked up and spat out a huge orange beam of light more than a thousand meters high.
Essex Island was in the middle of the strait between the metropolis and Gotham City. Therefore, the citizens of the two cities who had been disturbed by the previous commotion turned their heads.
They looked at the beam of light in shock. A strong sense of unease surged in their hearts, remembering the fear of the war between superhumans a few years ago.
Lord Wei, who had flown near Sun of Destruction, was almost hit by another energy blast. Fortunately, his senses were sharp and his hands were fast enough. He shifted his direction in advance and narrowly avoided the attack.
Looking at the huge beam of light, his expression was grim.
This was an attack that Sun of Destruction had unconsciously released. It was like a casual remark from a very loud person. Its true limit would only be more terrifying.
"No, this monster was modified from General Zod's corpse. The biggest weakness of Kryptonian creatures is Kryptonite," he mumbled. "The spear, the tip of that spear is made of high-purity Kryptonite. Only that can kill this monster."
Understanding this, he quickly sent a request to Butler Hero. "Alfreid, I need that Kryptonite spear. Remotely control Bat No. 2 and send it over."
"No problem, it will arrive at the battlefield in two minutes," Butler Hero replied calmly as usual.
In reality, one minute was the time it would take for him to load the spear onto Bat No. 2. The remaining minute was enough for the fighter jet to fly back and forth between Gotham and Essex Island a few times.
Lord Wei's idea was good, but Sun of Destruction was not a completely mindless beast.
After the roar, the surging destructive energy in its body continued to make it stronger, but it also made it very uncomfortable. It needed to vent.
Its eyes that had turned into two balls of red light fell on the port area of Gotham City not far away. The scattered lights there were particularly conspicuous in the dark.
With that thought in mind, it stomped its feet on the ground, and its huge body soared into the sky with a loud bang, heading toward the port area of Gotham City.
Lord Wei's face darkened as he maneuvered the fighter jet in the air. "Sh * t, can't this Kryptonian dog be a little more obedient?"
As he spoke, the fighter jet turned around and quickly locked onto Sun of Destruction's butt in the air. The muzzle under the belly of the jet turned.
Bang, bang, bang!
A series of machine gun bullets hit Sun of Destruction's back. It turned its head angrily and roared at the annoying "mosquito," the red light in its eyes brightening.
Lord Wei inexplicably thought of the consequences of the other Kryptonian monster's eyes turning red, and he suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
With a sudden push of the rudder in his hand, the fighter jet rolled and floated to the side in an irregular arc.
Biu~~~
An orange-red light as thick as an oil barrel followed, sweeping through the air as it followed the trajectory of the fighter jet.
Lord Wei maneuvered frantically, but the red light was endless. It showed no signs of stopping after more than ten seconds.
Boom!
The Bat fighter shook violently, and Lord Wei cursed inwardly as he spun and rolled along with the plane.
In Luke's field of vision, as the Bat fighter burst into flames, pieces of broken parts rained down from the sky and spiraled down.
Thankfully, Lord Wei was rich, and the fighter jet was very well protected as the only pilot.
The fighter jet fell diagonally to the ground, leaving a long trail of sparks on the ground. It didn't stop until it hit the wall of a dilapidated building in the port area.
Sun of Destruction tore through the air and crashed a hundred meters away, kicking up a cloud of smoke and dust. Its red eyes shone brightly again.
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