[165] : Roger vs Doomsday!

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"Uh... Master Wayne, I think you should take a look at this."

In the Batcave in Gotham City, Alfred, Bruce Wayne's trusted butler, called him over while adjusting some equipment and pointed at the display screen.

"What is it?" Bruce asked as he approached.

Alfred gestured at the screen and explained, "Two unidentified high-energy sources suddenly appeared over Gotham and are heading out into space. I reviewed the satellite footage and found this."

He brought up a slightly blurry video projection on the screen. Despite the unclear quality, it showed two figures: one appeared to be a man, and the other a monstrous creature.

"That's… Superman and Doomsday?!"

Bruce immediately recognized them, having battled Doomsday before. But something felt off—Superman had only recently died, and Doomsday's body had been taken by the military. If both had somehow been resurrected and were fighting over Gotham, there was no way the government would remain silent.

"I don't think it's Superman, Master Wayne," Alfred interjected.

"Of course, it's not Superman. So… Black Superman?" Bruce frowned and hypothesized. "The Black Superman who vanished eighteen months ago suddenly shows up now and fights Doomsday out of nowhere?"

"I'm not sure what's going on, but it's clear that whoever this is—Superman or Black Superman—is trying to take the monster into space. But, Master Wayne, we both know how powerful that creature is."

Alfred turned to Bruce with concern.

Bruce fell silent for a moment, then asked, "Where is the Kryptonite spear we used to kill Doomsday?"

"It's still in storage. Do you want me to send it? The Batwing can't breach the atmosphere…"

"No, I won't send it myself, but we can launch it with a missile."

Bruce turned to locate the Kryptonite spear, simultaneously reaching out to his government contacts to arrange for it to be loaded into a missile and sent to Roger in high orbit.

Bruce didn't understand why Roger had appeared now or why he was fighting Doomsday. But he did know one thing: if the battle moved from the skies back to the Earth's surface, it would cause destruction comparable to the Kryptonian invasion or the last battle between Superman and Doomsday.

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"You're a lot more trouble than Superman!"

Roger plunged his hand into one of Doomsday's wounds, pushing it deeper in a painful-looking maneuver to try to subdue the creature.

But that was the extent of his success.

Doomsday's regeneration was far beyond Roger's expectations. Even as the Kryptonite embedded in its body prevented nearby tissues from healing, the outer skin was already regenerating!

Kryptonite was effective but not enough. Worse, Doomsday's strength continued to grow. Roger could feel its grip on his shoulder tightening with every passing moment.

Finally, after another violent struggle, Doomsday flung Roger away again!

"Done—!"

BANG!

Before Roger could finish his word, Doomsday slammed its fist into his face, sending him hurtling through space at a speed surpassing that of a rocket launch.

The destination?

The Moon.

BOOM!

While sound doesn't travel in space, the impact left Roger feeling as if an explosion had gone off next to his ears. His head buzzed as he lay in a crater at the Moon's center.

The first thing he did was look at his right hand, where the Kryptonite ring had been. As expected, it was gone.

He didn't need to guess where it was—it was lodged in Doomsday's body.

"Are you kidding me?!"

Despite the Kryptonite being inside Doomsday, it no longer seemed affected. The creature had adapted to its presence, rendering the Kryptonite nearly useless.

Doomsday might have slowed its evolutionary pace, but its strength was undiminished—perhaps even greater than when it fought Superman.

Realizing this, Roger briefly considered running. If even a fully-powered Superman couldn't defeat this monster, what chance did he have against an even stronger version?

But running wasn't an option.

Roger's provocations—tearing into Doomsday and shoving Kryptonite into its body—had enraged the creature beyond reason. Its glowing red eyes locked onto Roger, unleashing a laser beam strong enough to cleave the Moon in two.

Roger didn't dodge.

He raised his arms, his suit forming energy shields around his forearms, and stood firm on the lunar surface to block the attack.

He couldn't let the Moon be destroyed. Its destruction would have catastrophic consequences for Earth and humanity.

Roger gritted his teeth. "No matter what, I can't let this thing destroy the Moon."

The crimson laser collided with Roger's shields, heating them until they glowed red-hot. Even his Vibranium suit struggled against the continuous assault.

The force of the beam pushed Roger backward, carving a deep trench into the lunar surface. Along the way, he even toppled the American flag planted on the Moon.

But those were trivial matters.

The real problem was that the Moon's low gravity and Doomsday's overwhelming force made it impossible for Roger to maintain his ground. If the laser knocked him off the Moon's surface, he might lose control of his trajectory and fall back to Earth, reigniting the battle on the planet.

"Hey…" Roger glanced at the faintly glowing green gem embedded in his suit. He focused his thoughts. "You siphoned off Barry's energy to bring me and Doomsday here. Can't you do something useful? You still have some energy left, right?!"

Roger could feel the lingering connection between the Time Stone and the Space Stone. While the residual energy wasn't enough for another dimensional jump, it might be sufficient to activate the Time Stone's powers.

He had a risky idea: use the Time Stone to rewind Doomsday's evolution, reverting it to a less advanced state.

The Time Stone couldn't respond to Roger—it lacked sentience—but it recognized him as its current wielder. In response to his mental plea, the green light of the Time Stone expanded, enveloping both Roger and Doomsday.

As the green light spread, the battlefield seemed to rewind like a movie played in reverse.

Roger returned to his original position. The trench his heels had carved vanished as though erased. Doomsday's laser retreated back into its glowing red eyes, ready to fire again.

Roger remained conscious throughout, witnessing the rewind in real-time. He realized he was experiencing what Doctor Strange had once gone through: using the Time Stone to trap an enemy in an endless loop.

But there was a problem.

Unlike Dormammu, Doomsday didn't seem aware of the time loop. It simply repeated its actions, firing its laser again as if nothing had changed.

This time, Roger responded by unleashing his heat vision to counter the beam.

Predictably, Doomsday's laser overpowered Roger's within seconds, slamming him into the Moon's surface once more and carving a deep chasm into the lunar terrain.

Green light flashed. Time rewound again. The chasm disappeared, and Roger returned to his original position.

The Time Stone was working, but it wasn't changing the situation. Worse, each use consumed more of its residual energy. If the energy ran out, the loop would break, leaving Roger stuck without a way to escape.

"This is bad… really bad…" Roger muttered, despair creeping into his voice.

He had faced Thanos, Ultron, and even Superman, using clever tricks to survive each time. But now, in a fair fight against Doomsday, Roger realized he wasn't as strong as he had believed.

Still, even in the DC Universe, few could stand against Doomsday and emerge victorious. By that measure, Roger's struggle was commendable—but that was small comfort now.

He was losing. And if this kept up, he wouldn't just lose the fight—he might lose his life.

As Roger considered his grim fate, something caught his eye. A missile was hurtling toward him from Earth.

For a moment, Roger was stunned.

The Time Stone's effect was limited to his immediate vicinity, leaving the rest of the world unaffected. The missile was clearly a response from Earth—an attempt to intervene.

But what good would a missile do? Not even a nuclear warhead could harm Doomsday or Roger.

Wait… The missile wasn't ordinary.

Roger's enhanced vision focused on its contents: a spear tipped with a massive chunk of Kryptonite—the same weapon Superman had used to kill Doomsday.

Realizing this, Roger's eyes widened.

The humans weren't trying to kill him or Doomsday with the missile—they were delivering the Kryptonite spear to him!

It must have been Batman's idea. Or maybe Martian Manhunter. Someone who knew about the battle had acted swiftly to send the weapon into space.

"Well done… Well done!!!"

Roger couldn't help but cheer.

He didn't question how the missile had managed to achieve escape velocity. That didn't matter. What mattered was that he finally had a chance to turn the tide.

Roger deactivated the Time Stone's loop, allowing time to flow normally. He let Doomsday's laser blast him away, using the momentum to propel himself toward the incoming missile.

Everything now hinged on one moment: whether he could seize the Kryptonite spear before Doomsday caught up.

Victory or defeat—it all came down to this.

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