Chapter 87: Cloning

The ninjas of the Assassin League may all be masters of martial arts, proficient in all kinds of fighting techniques and weapon use, but these skills will not play a role in the face of a god-like Kryptonian. It only took a few minutes for the cloned Superman to almost penetrate the entire base, leaving the floor covered with blood and corpses wherever it passed. The scene was quite disgusting.

But until the last ninja standing in front of him fell, Talia Or Gul still did not appear. Superman quickly scanned the entire structure of the building with X-ray vision, and quickly locked onto the only area he hadn't set foot in yet. The lead-infiltrated structure blocks the X-ray perspective, but as the only leaded structure in this entire base, it is like putting the label "I am here" on the gate, which is really conspicuous.

Superman sneered, violently penetrated through the layers of the wall and flew to the heavy leaded door panel. He still blasted it lightly with a punch and strode into the room.

A gray-white room, which looks like a laboratory, is marked with a circular open space in the center. The circle of energy pillars called the "stone of eternity" is arranged in a ring on the periphery, and the pillars contain something like Some dark red liquid energy, the dark red light is dangerous and beautiful.

There seemed to be no combat-capable units in this room. Superman glanced at a corner of the laboratory and saw that all the researchers in protective suits shrank and shivered in the corner like little white rabbits that met a gray wolf. For funny. Superman ignored these unthreatening researchers and strode to the next door at the end of the room.

I tore open the door with bare hands, and the next thing I saw was a very dimly lit room. The dim blue light filled the entire hall, and rows of biological cultivation tanks more than two meters high were neatly arranged in the open space.

Superman walked between the two rows of glassware indifferently, but was stunned when he swept the creatures floating in these vessels and froze in place like an electric shock.

He saw himself in these jars.

Dim blue liquid fills every glassware, and countless bubbles rise from the bottom of these glass jars, and gradually disappear as they rise to the top baffle. Countless Clark Kent's eyes closed, floating in these glass jars, like big sleeping boys.

The breathing of Superman Clone began to become heavy and muddy. He seemed to be frightened by the sight, and he involuntarily took two steps back. But it's no wonder that this is probably the normal reaction of anyone seeing a clone of the whole house.

"Perfect, isn't it?"

Talia Or Gul's voice came from the shadows behind him. Superman seemed to wake up suddenly, turning his head abruptly, his eyes glowing red.

Talia picked up the silver suitcase unhurriedly, and the unlocked lid was lifted by gravity, revealing the piece of kryptonite that she had photographed back with a billion dollars fixed in the box.

Superman's face changed suddenly, and he staggered back two and a half steps to kneel on the ground, panting violently with one hand supported on the ground.

Talia took the shining green stone from the box in her hand, and then threw the suitcase aside. She walked a half circle around the half-kneeling Superman clone, and finally squatted gently beside him: "It's a pity, I liked you a lot, after all, you are our first successful work. But thanks to the dark The knight pointed out a fatal flaw in the design for us. I have to get rid of you, and we will erase this flaw from the next new entity."

Superman lay on the ground and gasped lowly, the small rock made him exhausted just by looking up at Talia's face. He squeezed through his teeth and said, "You won't...success. Batman is right...you are just another frantic dictator."

"Really?" Talia sneered, "What about you? What is the difference between what you did and me? You interfered in politics around the world with your own will, attacked the armed forces, and acted as a judge and a jury alone. All the roles, such as the executioner, sounded like a dictator to me."

Superman clone shook his head: "No, that's different...I just hope that innocent people can live better."

"Look? We are still the same in the end." Talia sighed and drew out a cold dagger. "Unfortunately, your mission ends here. But as our initial experiment. Body, your task has been accomplished very well."

After a pause, she held a kryptonite in her left hand, and put a dagger on Superman's neck in her right hand: "I've heard that the steel man exposed under this small rock will become fragile. Find a chance to try it."

Superman gritted his teeth, he still wanted to resist, but the kryptonite sticking to his cheek seemed to take away the strength of his body and made him weak. He could feel the coldness of the blade on his throat, and the blade had already cut the flesh a little, oozing a trace of blood.

He knew clearly that maybe he would really die.

However, at this critical moment, Batman suddenly appeared at the door torn apart by Superman. The moment he saw the situation in the room, there was almost no room for thinking, a bat dart appeared in his hand instinctively, and a black arc was drawn between the rows of cultivation tanks and went straight to the stone held by Talia's left hand. Fly away.

With a precise hit, the kryptonite was hit by the bat dart, drawing a green parabola in the blue space and rolling down between the two culture tanks.

The boundless power poured into Superman almost the moment he left the krypton radiation range. He roared and shook Talia from behind with a shake of his shoulder, and his eyes lit up with a red hot light. He turned his head abruptly, his gaze pointed at the abominable green stone not far away. The temperature was comparable to the thermal vision impact of the sun's photosphere and it hit directly, instantly burning the billion-dollar stone to ashes.

Talia's back slammed firmly against the metal wall behind her, her bones aching. But she still clenched her teeth to support her body, and quickly disappeared into the dark corner of the room.

His strength gradually recovered, and Superman took a deep breath, his figure re-suspended, and looked down at the dimly lit room. His gaze swept across all the glass jars in the room where the same clone was floating, and his pupils burned red again.

"Clark!" Batman yelled to him.

The red light in Superman's eyes disappeared for an instant. He glanced at Batman and said, "I do what I think is right, Bruce, and I never regret it."

The red light lit up again, and the cloned Superman hissed loudly, and the two thick laser beams swept across the room like two epees. Those glassware were cut open one after another, and the blue liquid flooded most of the room like a flood. A large amount of liquid evaporated at a high temperature of several thousand degrees, and the water vapor obscured most of the vision.

Although these are all clones of Superman, they have not yet been fully formed, and naturally they have never been exposed to sunlight, and their physical fitness is no different from ordinary humans. The thermal vision that swept through the past took the lives of hundreds of clones in a flash, and then cut through the walls of the entire building.

Batman barely escaped before the entire structure collapsed. The white building collapsed behind him almost the moment he rushed out of the open air. The air wave released by the explosion lifted him in the air and fell heavily on the ground wrapped in a cloak. .

The uniform offset part of the shock, but he still felt a slight concussion. He breathed heavily in the air mixed with heavy gunpowder smoke, struggling to stand up, but saw that the blue figure had suddenly burst out of the ruins of the building and hung in the **meter-high sky in front of him. The red cloak was in the night. Dancing against a smoky background.

Superman slammed down in front of him, his boots rising.

The two looked at each other for a long time through the smoke, and Superman said coldly, "Don't block my way, Bruce, I won't stop."

Batman stood up straight and said in a deep voice, "Then you should also know that no matter how many times, I will stop you."

"Okay, then you let me not choose." Superman closed his eyes lightly and sighed, his eyes full of killing intent when they opened again.

"...Then I will have to deal with you here, once and for all."