Chapter 176: Arias Vs The Justice League Part 4

Superman looked up at Arias's figure, confusion flickering in his eyes. He tried to quickly wrap his head around what was happening, but could find no immediate answer.

"What are you…?" He asked, his tone carrying a grave sound to it.

The corner of Arias's mouth curled up into a smile, and rather than answer, Arias Superman by the hair and drew his hand back before hitting his face with a strong punch.

Pa!~

A bewildered Superman spat out blood, and the dizziness he felt immediately vanished as he tried to fight back by punching at Arias as well.

However…

Despite his fist hitting Arias cleanly at the chest, Arias remained standing, the shockwave from the attack causing a significant amount of dust to rise up as if a storm were brewing.

But how could one have any hope of harming Arias physically when he could ignore the laws that governed reality.

Seeing the surprised look in Superman's eyes, Arias shook his head and spoke, "Do you understand now?"

Not waiting for a reply, Arias proceeded to lift Superman off the ground as if he were a rag doll, before slamming him into dry ground with immense force, causing what could only be described as an earthquake to the surrounding area.

Looking at Superman's almost limp figure, laying on the ground, Arias let out a sigh and began to pace around Superman. "This so called justice that you chose to pursue, I understand now what made you think you could make a difference. When once has a certain amount of power, they could either do with it, something very terrifying, or something utterly useless. Tell me Superman, which do you think you are?"

No answering, Superman struggled to get to his feet, only for Arias to kick at his knee, shattering its bone in a violent burst.

"Argh!!" Superman yelled out in unfamiliar pain, his teeth grit and his gaze strong as he looked at Arias with unforgiving eyes.

Still, Arias wasn't the least bit fazed by him and continued to speak.

"You see? That drive of yours to get back and keep pushing, all for the sake of accomplishing nothing. Many consider you the most powerful being on our planet, yet your intellect only allows for you to be naive fool, used by others."

Superman was quickly healing despite the severe injuries he was getting due to the lack of kryptonite on the scene.

This time, it became clear to Superman that he couldn't beat Arias alone, so it was time to flee. But the moment he hovered, he could feel the familiar feeling of Arias's telekinesis holding him in place.

Arias got closer and this time, his voice was even colder. "The government, the league, even the woman you're infatuated with, all of them seek to use you for their own benefit, and you… you're more than happy to be lead on like a starving pup. Allow me to show you the true nature of the world, Clark… starting with physically…"

As his voice trailed off, Arias approached Superman, standing near his head, before reaching toward his face. One hand slowly reached for Superman's widened eye, which he could now no longer close due to Arias's telekinetic influence.

He had to bare witness, as Arias's finger slowly dig into the corners of his eye, with violent force, gripping onto it with a sort of twisted care as he tried to remove it from its second.

"S-stop this! You-!! Ahh!" The pain Superman felt was especially strange. His body was in top form, lacking the influence of kryptonite, and yet, he felt utterly helpless, feeling the pain that hit with strong stimuli.

Blood run down his eye as it was removed from its socket, now just dangling out in the open creepily, swaying side to side as Superman screamed.

He tried firing his laser vision but with no control, it only made him look more freakish. Arias ignored the loud scream and continuous attempts at trying to free himself.

After the other eye was left in the same state as the first, Arias withdrew his blood soaked finger, but only away from the eyes… and toward Superman's mouth.

Once again, he was made helpless as his mouth was forcefully kept open. He could still see, but his sight was blood covered and odd, after all, both eyes were dangling out of their sockets.

Instead, he felt, Arias's blood covered fingers enter his mouth and grip at one of his teeth. "N-o… nuh." Superman tried to refuse this action but his words came out odd, but even without this, it was clear he wasn't avoiding this.

"Ahh!" Once again he yelled in pain as he felt the feeling of having his tooth pulled out with immense blunt force.

He was given no time to recover as Arias went on to the next tooth, then the next… until Superman was left with nothing but a bloody mouth with deformed gums.

However, Arias still didn't withdraw at that point and instead reached for Superman's tongue before tearing it out, in a similar bloody fashion.

Even in such a pitiful state though, Superman still retained some of his willpower and spoke, "T-he otas ah caming." Without a tongue and teeth, it was hard to make sense of his words, being so close, Arias heard them clearly and smiled.

"The others are coming you say? Good, then I'll use you as an example to them…"

…

A short while later, Arias and Harley could be seen walking through a dry desert under the moonlight. Arias's hands and clothes were covered in blood whilst Harley was looking at Arias with a questioning gaze.

"Say Mr. M, was that magic you used back there to beat up ole supes? Can I learn it?" She asked, her tone still chirpy despite what she had seen, if anything, she was more happy after seeing Superman "delt with."

Arias shook his head before looking up at an approaching helicopter. This one more luxurious in design and less military in style.

"Yes, Harley, it was magic. And I will teach you, so long as you don't bring up what happened here to the others… yet." Arias lied plainly but Harley bought it all and shook her head like a naive child.

"Cross my heart and hope to die, I won't tell a soul!" She declared with some vigor, just as the chopper was settling down, Rose's vigor visible on one of its landing leg's with a rifle in hand.

…

At the same time, some kilometers away, the familiar sight of Batman's Jet roamed the skies and approached the scene of the sort altercation between Arias and Superman.

While still inside the plain, Batman commanded his digital assistant, "Zoom in on the ground… there it's…"

The large screen present for all the league members within the jet had zoomed in on the remnants of the battle.

The terrain alone brought many questions and fears, but not as many as the sight of Superman's body.

Even Batman was rendered speechless as he looked at the image displaying a blood covered Superman, his eyes dangling from their sockets, his teeth removed and gums in ruins, his limbs had been servered, almost like they were ripped off with force alone and lastly, this deformed body was displayed on one of the damaged helicopter blades, using it as a pike. Inserted at his rear with force, until it pierced out of his mouth.

The only thing that made this sight truly more terrifying to them, was that Superman was clearly still alive.

At the bottom of the pike, a message was left, using blood from the severed limbs as ink. This message read, "Are you still motivated to be a hero?"

A/N: Funny how this is the start to the disturbing fuckery… ah shit, here we go again. Send the stones and uhh, idk, I'm going to shoot people in COD now. Enjoy.