Just as no one truly knew how many trump cards Batman had hidden away.
No one truly knew how obsessed Luthor was with Superman.
Ian was merely tossed away by the Titan that had occupied Fel Doomsday's body, yet who would have thought that he would once again stumble upon a wild treasure.
Luthor's factory.
It was overflowing with technology and incredible firepower.
Ian immediately helped himself to everything. By the time he returned to the battlefield, he had already emptied out another one of Luthor's hidden lairs, which allowed him to continuously gain experience by relying on the enhancement potions.
[Savage Tyrant Experience +11]
[Savage Tyrant Experience +14]
[Savage Tyrant Experience +22]
...
When it came to supplementing his body.
Ian had always been extremely serious. Of course, as the saying goes, upgrading doesn't hinder helping Dad. While furiously chugging enhancement potions, he was also using his Heat Vision to provide assistance to Superman.
He chose not to attack Doomsday.
Instead, he aimed his Heat Vision directly at Superman's back.
To be honest, ever since he ignited the flame in his eyes and learned this new version of Heat Vision, Ian knew he could become a super healer for Kryptonians.
[Eternal Sun Eye: Mental attribute will jointly influence this skill's effect with the Constitution attribute. When your eyes become the Sun, all things will submit to this eternally burning light and heat!
Your eyes have fused with the Sun Core's Law Power, and your pupils have transformed into two miniature stars, allowing you to freely control cosmic-level forces such as light, heat, and plasma.]
The skill description clearly showed.
Sun Core was the key information.
His eyes could not only destroy everything but also truly possess the abilities of the Sun, controlling all the energy a sun should possess. This was the skill change brought by the Void God Template.
"Zzz zzz zzz~"
The brilliant Yellow Sun energy erupted from Ian's eyes.
The heroes watched in astonishment.
Superman's body felt as if it had been injected with some primal energy, his muscles bulging and his aura skyrocketing. His previously exhausted body was suddenly full of vigor once more!
Even the Fel Energy that had invaded his body during the previous battle was being purged!
[Error Data Cleared]
[Error Data Continually Shielded]
Ian was also receiving feedback from the System.
"Fight without worries, Dad! This thing only throws me and doesn't attack me, so I can't be your front-line shield, but I'm still a professional at being a rear shield. This is the legendary Hexagonal Defender."
"I am the Paladin of our universe!"
Ian assumed he was pouring Holy Light into his father.
He cheered him on.
Unfortunately, his knightly grass skirt had long since been reduced to nothing, and having been thrown so far, he didn't have time to weave a new one. Thus, he was currently clad in plumber's overalls that he had snagged from Luthor's factory.
Of course.
It was only natural for Mario to glow.
"Where did you get these demonic... amazing abilities."
Superman pulled a momentary stop on his surprise.
In that moment.
He felt as warm as if he were facing the full glory of the sun. The father was naturally shocked, but he only glanced back at Ian before charging once again toward the colossal Fel Doomsday.
No.
Perhaps he should now be called Titan Doomsday, as the body that originally belonged to the Kryptonian bio-weapon was now occupied by a soul from an outer universe.
"Your world shall become fuel, burning as I reforge my own world!" Titan Doomsday roared, swinging his massive fists to meet Superman's trajectory. He had been dormant for countless eons, and now that he was finally resurrected, he felt the urge to stretch his limbs.
Sargeras.
The Dark Titan.
This was a god from a multi-tiered universe.
In that universe, the birth and destruction of all things were often personally dictated by the gods.
Sargeras, the Titan of the Pantheon from an alien universe, was once the embodiment of the will of the stars. His eyes had witnessed the first cry of the Star Soul, and his hands had caressed the boundless void. Under the order of the Titans, he was the executor of the power of creation—forging stars, giving worlds souls, and bringing balance to chaos.
However.
Perfect order eventually faced doubt.
When his faith collapsed.
Sargeras's eyes ignited with Everlasting Torment Fire, and his voice transformed into the howls of billions of demons. He was no longer a Titan warrior but had become the Dark Titan of extreme ideology.
The supreme commander of the Burning Legion.
A supreme existence whose creed was conquest, destruction, and corruption. Of course, it currently looked like this being didn't just want to destroy, but hoped to reforge his own world through destruction.
"You talk too much!"
Superman, now amplified by Ian, maintained a continuous link with a golden beam between his back and Ian's eyes. His entire body seemed to radiate the same dazzling brilliance.
"Absolutely nothing wrong! I've been the embodiment of light since I was a kid, so naturally, I can help my dad become Shining Superman... this is the all-new, future-forward version!"
Ian provided assistance while giving a lecture to the Justice League members. However, no one responded to his words because they all felt their brain cells were about to be fried.
*Bang*
Superman tensed every muscle, colliding with the Titan's fist. A mighty wave of air burst between the two fists, and the shockwave even caused space itself to tremble and shake.
"Boom boom boom!"
In an even match.
Superman suddenly lifted his head, flying upward along Titan Doomsday's chest. His Heat Vision was several times brighter than usual, cutting into the opponent's body as he unleashed another punch.
His small body.
Erupted with incredibly terrifying power, shooting up like a cannonball, dodging Titan Doomsday's grasp, and smashing a punch directly into the Titan Doomsday's chin.
Boom!!!
The shockwave from this punch was powerful enough to once again send the rapidly returning Batmobile flying—the man was back, and the man was once again sent flying along with his car.
Titan Doomsday's massive body staggered backward.
Finally collapsing like a mountain.
The enormous body carried immense impact, shaking the Earth's crust. Distant mountains could not withstand the force and crumbled with a roar, giant boulders rolling down like rain.
There were not many mountains left in the area to be affected.
Perhaps after tonight.
Metropolis would become a plain.
The Justice League members were once again dumbfounded. Every single person felt that Superman was clearly beyond the norm, especially Cyborg, whose analyzer showed Superman's power was still climbing.
"Is this reasonable?!"
Green Lantern Hal's jaw nearly hit the ground. Having seen countless wonders across the universe, he couldn't help but feel shocked once again by this absurd world.
"Why is it unreasonable? Why should it be unreasonable? In fact, only this is reasonable!" Ian was still chugging potions into his mouth, his tone carrying a naturally calm conviction.
"Love can conquer all. My Heat Vision is filled with the power of Family." His tone was firm, and the light bursting from his eyes grew ten times brighter.
Superman was instantly energized.
He pressed Titan Doomsday and hammered him furiously.
*Rumble rumble* *Rumble rumble*
The suburb, where no factory was now visible, was clearly transitioning from a plain to a basin. The earth shook violently, constantly caving in, accompanied by Titan Doomsday's furious roars.
"??????????"
Wonder Woman, whose senses were clearer, was astonished by this.
Wait?
Mentioning Family made you burst forth in power again?
"This can also be Family?" Wonder Woman was completely bewildered. Her emotions represented the feelings of Cyborg and Green Lantern. The three of them now felt like they couldn't keep up with the times.
In the past.
Whenever the Justice League had a power surge, wasn't it always during a desperate situation? How could mere trash talk also trigger a power surge?
"If you don't understand, it means you don't know much about filial piety, Aunt Diana. Fatherly love is love, isn't son's love also love? My dad is currently feeling the love from his son."
"Of course, he'd burst out with potential far beyond the ordinary." Ian's words were not without reason. At least after he had pulled everyone onto the same level of thinking as him, no one knew how to refute his claims.
The three League elders wanted to speak but held back.
No one could figure out why Ian's Heat Vision had a drastic surge.
[Savage Tyrant Lv8 [22/1280]]
[Strength: 270 -> 276]
[Constitution: 310 -> 321]
[Intelligence: 20.1 -> 20.4]
[Spirit: 101 -> 105]
[Upgrade Reward: Class Skill Point +1]
The huge increase in the amplification Ian provided was, of course, because he had leveled up, and he had also dumped two skill points into this ability, which had already proven its potential, bringing it up to intermediate level.
The world had completely lost its color.
In the desolate suburban basin.
Father and son were united.
They were unstoppable.
How was this not another form of fighting side-by-side? Just as the three Justice League elders were speechless at Ian's argument, Batman climbed back from his crashed Batmobile.
He looked a little dishevelled.
His black cape was torn into strips, dotted with sparks, clearly having survived the vehicle's explosion—so, perhaps the hand-cranked window design saved the remaining half of his cape.
Returning to the battlefield, Batman said nothing, staring at the bottles of multicolored potions in Ian's hand. His eyes flickered, and after a moment of silence, he pulled out a small metal vial from his utility belt and tossed it over.
Still saying nothing.
Batman watched Ian greedily open the vial and chug its contents.
His last Superman Potion was entirely consumed by Ian.
[Savage Tyrant Experience +260]
[Savage Tyrant Experience +230]
[Savage Tyrant Experience +185]
...
Master Wayne seemed to be not only proficient in steel technology but also highly skilled in bio-technology. After consuming the entire vial of medicine, Ian was once again greeted by an upgrade.
[Savage Tyrant Lv9 [32/2560]]
[Strength: 276 -> 281]
[Constitution: 321 -> 330]
[Intelligence: 20.4 -> 20.7]
[Spirit: 105 -> 108.5]
[Upgrade Reward: Class Skill Point +1]
The attribute increase brought by Savage Tyrant, as a basic class, was not particularly noticeable for Ian. However, this did not escape the detection of Master Wayne's instruments.
"It seems you have a very powerful digestive system." Batman's eye-flickering frequency increased slightly, but soon returned to its usual calmness.
There was nothing surprising about it.
After all, he had already learned some information about Ian from the angel, so no matter how absurd things happened to this boy, it was all possible.
The miracle of the new era.
Naturally, it was more shocking than that of the old era.
"Uncle Batman is right. Uncle Batman is the best... I need more." Ian's eyes remained linked to his father, but this did not prevent him from making a request to Batman.
"There's none left. Each of these enhancement drugs costs two million to produce. You just ate a luxury private yacht." After confirming his suspicion, Batman was naturally not going to give away any more for free.
However.
"I don't believe you. You must have a backup, otherwise you're a fake Batman, a pirated Batman from an alternate universe." Ian's single sentence caused the other Justice League elders to look toward the Gotham eccentric.
"..."
Batman had met shameless people.
He also knew that Ian was a shameless person.
But.
Sometimes, a person still wanted to argue a little to prove himself. Batman operated his wristband, and an unmanned cargo container drilled up from the ground.
It contained many things.
But Batman only took out one bottle of medicine and threw it to Ian.
"Gulp gulp gulp gulp~"
Ian once again harvested a huge amount of experience.
But.
It did not make him level up again, as there were only seven pills in the bottle. Moreover, the experience gained from each subsequent Superman Potion gradually decreased.
[Savage Tyrant Lv9 [1320/2560]]
Ian's eyes were busy, so he used his mouth, tilting his head and making an "ah~" sound, indicating that he still needed some enhancements from the Gotham master.
Batman finally blew up.
"Damn it, do you think your Dad has bled enough in his life for me to make this kind of Superman Potion?!" Batman's emotions erupted. His emotions today were indeed less stable than usual.
"Alright."
Ian knew when to quit.
He stopped demanding things from the Gotham eccentric.
And just at that moment.
The battle situation in the distance changed drastically.
Titan Doomsday was knocked down again and again by Shining Superman, his body and flesh shattered. However, he ultimately occupied Doomsday's body and inherited the unique evolutionary ability from Doomsday.
His body was continuously replenishing itself.
The Fel Armor on his body's surface began to writhe and deform, gradually adapting to Superman's attack frequency and power. Doomsday could continuously evolve, and Titan Doomsday, who inherited this trait, would only get stronger and stronger.
The battle began to reverse gradually.
"Your resistance is like dust! Feel my wrath!"
Titan Doomsday seized the opportunity, his giant foot descending like a mountain, crushing Superman heavily into the ground. Superman's arms bulged with veins, struggling to support the terrifyingly heavy pressure.
The ground beneath his feet continuously collapsed.
It quickly sank to the metal roof above Luthor's underground factory. Even this roof, which could withstand the chaotic battle of Superman's clones, was letting out an unbearable groan and sinking downward.
Shining Superman was struggling to hold on.
The link between Ian and him had not been severed. Titan Doomsday had tried several times and found that Ian's Heat Vision could even bend around corners, so he eventually gave up trying to disrupt it.
Attack Ian?
The intelligent Titan did not want to give Ian a chance to get stronger. Inside Doomsday's body, he could observe the outside world just like that Ancient God, and he was well aware that his attacks would also provide Ian with an opportunity to "evolve."
"Damn it!"
Superman's entire body was bulging with veins.
He insisted on holding on.
Seeing this situation.
Ian quickly increased the charge to Superman. Although the Justice League elders knew they were not in the same league as their opponent, they rushed forward, no longer standing idly by.
It would be best if Superman could solve it.
If Superman could not solve it.
They would naturally share the pressure with Superman. They tried, but effort was often useless. Diana's divine sword heavily slashed at Titan Doomsday's ankle.
Sparks flew everywhere.
But only a layer of dead skin was peeled off.
It was like giving the Titan a pedicure.
Cyborg's plasma cannon didn't even cause a ripple.
"I'm not even worthy to give him a pedicure?"
The Cyborg was clearly devastated, quickly contacting his Mother Box in an attempt to acquire stronger firepower. However, when Titan Doomsday looked at him, he found that his targeting system was even being interfered with.
"What kind of power is this?"
No matter what he did, Cyborg found that he could not lock onto the target.
The Cyborg was frantically stamping his foot.
"Watch me!" Hal materialized a giant battering ram, only to be flung back by the counterforce. He could only materialize one modern weapon after another made of Green Lantern energy.
Missiles, cannons, main battle tanks, and even bombers—Green Lantern single-handedly forged the firepower of five divisions. Yet, he was ultimately not the Green Lantern in his strongest form.
Forget five divisions.
Even ten divisions.
The firepower barrage only splashed up clumps of Fel Energy on Titan Doomsday's body. Titan Doomsday was completely unharmed and didn't even spare a glance for anyone else.
"Is that all you can do?"
Titan Doomsday seemed very disappointed.
Superman roared in anger.
But even with the golden glow, he failed to burst forth with greater power. Titan Doomsday lightly moved his foot, and Ms. Diana, the pedicure specialist, was directly knocked flying into Cyborg.
"Don't do that! I'm long-range damage! At least today I am!" Cyborg caught the rebounding Wonder Woman. The two slid several thousand meters on the ground before stopping, the furrow they ploughed being several meters deep.
"We can't even get a foothold!" Batman had also switched his equipment several times, with unmanned drones and unmanned drilling vehicles continuously handing him different options.
But he had never seen such a creature.
He simply could not organize an effective response.
"Dad!" Ian was also providing his support. He knew his bare fists were too weak in the face of Doomsday, so he used the most powerful weapon on his entire body. Not the Speed Force legs strapped to his body, nor the cloned super fake dads, but his invincible mouth.
"Think about our bonds! And Family! Ignite your fighting spirit! If that doesn't work! Just think about Mom—if you can't hold on, Mom will definitely remarry!"
"Can you bear to see Mom cook for someone else? Can you bear Jonathan, Jordan, and me being abused by a rough stepfather? Mom might even meet a drug addict, you never know!"
"Or maybe even worse... we might be taken in by Uncle Bruce to be looked after in Gotham!" Ian's words were well-paced and full of emotion, completely stupefying Batman, who was switching his own firepower nearby.
"You shut up! I didn't! I wouldn't! I've got my own kids, dammit! I'm the non-marriage type!" Batman panicked, seeing Superman's eyes shift towards him.
Everyone knew the disposition of the rich and playboy Master Wayne.
His defense was too weak.
Non-marriage type?
This statement even counted as an assist.
"A-A-A-A-A!~!" Superman let out a direct roar, whether from anger or encouragement, and forcefully lifted Titan Doomsday's giant foot.
This was a true power surge.
Among the many hangers-on of the Justice League.
It was clearly Ian, the youngest son, who provided the greatest help. Ian also knew this well. His provocation was successful. Superman leaped up and punched Titan Doomsday again.
"Go, Dad!" Ian quickly used his remaining skill points to level up his Perpetual Day Eye to Level 3, giving his father a new round of huge amplification.
At the same time.
With the increase in skill level.
Ian's control over the Sun Core Law also became increasingly effortless.
"Boom boom boom—!"
Superman gained his New Shining Form. Titan Doomsday's massive body fell again, the shockwave kicking up thousands of meters of dust. Even the distant lake was shaken, sending up giant waves.
"Very good, but not good enough! You must make this body of mine stronger!"
Titan Doomsday did not get angry but laughed instead. He was clearly using Superman to farm experience. He climbed up from the ground, swung a fist, and the resulting wind pressure directly levelled half of a mountain that had already been shattered.
Although Superman dodged in time.
The amplification Ian gave him was not limitless.
Doomsday's characteristic was truly too abnormal. Even if Ian made Superman briefly stronger again, the gap between the two would continue to narrow. Titan Doomsday's evolution seemed endless.
"We need to find a way!"
Superman yelled at Batman.
"Kryptonite can no longer harm this mutated monster..." Cyborg's mechanical eyes flashed frantically. "The monster's evolution speed is even far greater than the Doomsday we previously knew."
Hearing this.
The battered heroes, who had flown back, also looked at Batman.
Their bodies all showed signs of corruption.
The body that Sargeras controlled not only inherited Doomsday's near-immortal regenerative ability but also fused with Titan-level Fel Energy, making his power far beyond reason.
"..."
Batman looked at Ian.
"You guys have encountered this guy before? An outer-universe invasion?" He had clearly analyzed some information related to Ian and Superman from Titan Doomsday's earlier roar.
"Uh, yes."
Ian nodded.
He spared one eye to shine on the others, converting his Heat Vision into a soft, less-heated glow, dispelling the signs of corruption on the heroes' bodies.
[Error Data Cleared.]
This was a new gain from his skill upgrade. The power of the Sun had too many different meanings. The higher the level, the closer the changes would be to the concept of a Sun God.
No wonder Thor thought he was the Sun God.
"Do you know what this thing is?"
Batman glanced at his teammates and continued his inquiry.
"I know a little. He is the Dark Titan."
Ian recounted his previous encounter with his Aunt and Superman. Batman actually knew about this, but his current re-inquiry was only to confirm one thing.
"That means the soul currently occupying Doomsday's body has not yet recovered to its peak state... It is still in an extremely weakened stage."
"If we can't destroy him now, we will be destroyed after Clark falls—no, perhaps we face an even worse fate than destruction."
"After all, he said he wants to reforge his own universe."
Batman was simultaneously confirming whether Ian had the prophetic foresight a Christ-figure should possess.
While making his judgment.
His deep voice sent a chill down everyone's spine. If he was this powerful while extremely weak, it was hard to imagine who could resist a peak outer-universe powerhouse.
"What should we do?"
Wonder Woman looked at the chaotic battle in the distance.
She genuinely wanted to help.
However, even with the power and potential of her counterpart, she was still helpless in the face of such a monster. Green Lantern and Cyborg were just like her, not knowing how to help Clark.
For this.
Batman already had an idea.
"We need to awaken the soul that can counter this Titan, and let them tear each other apart." From Ian's account, Batman also learned that Ian had communicated with the soul of the Kryptonian Ancient God.
He regretted not listening to Ian's warning earlier—upon careful reflection, Batman increasingly realized that something was wrong with him. It was as if his mind had been immediately overwhelmed by extreme emotion at that time.
This was clearly not normal.
"That soul is still alive? What if it has already been destroyed?" Wonder Woman spoke with some uncertainty. In her opinion, the Titan Ian described did not look like something the Kryptonian Ancient God could handle.
That was a god who had been destroying various worlds across a certain multiverse.
"No, that soul is most likely still there."
Batman ignored his own situation.
He retrieved a long spear with a piece of Green Kryptonite from the drilling vehicle that had emerged from the ground. This Kryptonite, which was poison to Clark, had the effect of amplifying the power of an Anti-Universe Superman.
"The Titan said he defeated it, not destroyed it." As expected of Batman, his attention to detail was flawless. He began to modify the Green Kryptonite spear on the spot.
Few people knew.
In fact, Bruce Wayne also had an extremely strong ability to get things done with his hands.
Drones flew in from the night sky, dropping various parts, instruments, energy modules, and even a few unknown devices from the STAR Labs where The Flash worked.
Batman's movements were swift.
His technique was precise.
As if he had practiced countless times. Seeing this scene, the Justice League members were unsurprised. Ian also pretended to be unsurprised, he was integrating into the group.
"What is he doing?" Green Lantern asked.
"I don't know." Cyborg shook his head. "But I bet no one can understand this thing."
Wonder Woman needed no explanation.
She even referred to herself as a savage.
Although it was a joke, it also indicated that she did not deal much with technological things.
"If you adults don't understand it, I'll be considerate of your feelings and pretend I don't understand it either." Ian was actually genuinely confused.
But he was always quite stubborn.
He still had a lot of lies left unspoken for the day.
"Oh, right. Regardless of whether that Kryptonian Ancient God is the Kryptonian God or not, he's definitely not a good guy. He swore at me pretty badly before."
Ian spoke up to warn Batman.
In response, Batman's voice was low as he concentrated on modifying his equipment.
"The situation won't get any worse." Batman finished modifying the spear while watching the fierce battle in the distance. He added many things to it that Ian and the others couldn't understand.
The battle between Titan Doomsday and Superman had lasted for a full ten minutes.
In this short time.
The earth had been ripped open with trenches hundreds of thousands of meters long, mountains had collapsed, the sky was polluted with a strange green color by the Fel Energy, and the air was filled with a scent that rotted all living things.
"We need someone to approach and stab this into the Titan's body." Batman was quick. He had fitted a syringe containing a special substance to the tip of the spear.
The shaft of the spear was wrapped with objects Ian couldn't identify.
"Let me do it!"
Ian squinted his eyes.
When his Heat Vision reached the intermediate level.
It was already able to bend in the air to amplify Superman.
"I'll do it! I'll do it!"
Seeing Batman about to hand the equipment to Wonder Woman, Ian quickly snatched the spear from Batman's hand, which did not cause any emotional fluctuation in Batman.
"This is the only chance. I truly don't have a backup plan." Batman turned to caution Ian. He actually felt Ian was the most suitable candidate.
"Don't worry, I won't disappoint—if someone needs to sacrifice themselves, it can only be me... this is my heroic quality." Ian spoke with righteous conviction.
His tone suggested he was about to make a noble sacrifice.
Quoting his teacher's famous words didn't count as plagiarism.
It was called inheriting the teacher's classic.
It was actually a virtue.
"Hmm?" Wonder Woman raised an eyebrow. "You say that? Do you think anyone here doesn't know you're immortal? You were even smiling menacingly when you told Doomsday you were immortal."
She paused slightly.
"And you look like you're quite enjoying getting hit." Wonder Woman's tone was not teasing but rather one of poignant and complex emotion.
Exposed, Ian got slightly angry.
"I'm the MVP. Aunt Diana is a lazy dog who wins by being carried. Aunt Diana is not qualified to criticize me." Ian grasped the spear, maintaining the Heat Vision supply to his father while looking at Batman.
"I need some final supplies."
He spoke in a deliberately low voice, his eyes deep, as if he were about to embark on the final destination of destiny.
"..."
Batman glanced at Ian. He said nothing. The capitalist knew that one needed to give benefits to get work done, so he silently walked behind Wonder Woman Diana.
He reached out and took something.
Batman pulled out a bottle of Superman Potion from behind Diana.
"When did you—?"
Diana touched her back in shock.
"No way?"
Cyborg instinctively checked his body.
He picked a miniature bomb out of the gaps in his armor. Green Lantern did the same, but he found nothing. He searched all over his body for a long time, but came up empty-handed.
This did not make Green Lantern sigh in relief.
His face grew even uglier—not finding anything was the most terrifying. Not feeling anything did not mean nothing was there, instead, it meant that in Bruce's mind, he was a person who needed even more careful defense.
With such a reliable yet mentally disturbed teammate.
Green Lantern was both annoyed and helpless.
"Alright! I'm going to sacrifice myself now! Sacrifice is my destiny as a hero." Ian chugged the Superman Potion. His experience shot up wildly, and he was just a tiny bit away from leveling up.
[Savage Tyrant Lv9 [2105/2560]]
He didn't continue to exploit Batman.
Because Superman, who had received the second wave of amplification, was already gradually falling into a disadvantage. Ian knew that now was the time to help his father. Uncle Batman's home would always be in Gotham, anyway.
"Everyone, remember me."
Ian rose into the air.
Wonder Woman, Green Lantern, and Cyborg all watched him.
Only Batman looked at him sideways.
"You want to join the Justice League, right... Your Dad will never agree." Batman saw through everything, which made Ian's slight anger tend toward furious exasperation.
"If you don't let me join the Justice League, I'll start my New Justice League myself. Don't blame me for going crazy when that happens!" After speaking, Ian shot up directly and collided with Titan Doomsday.
He transformed into a white afterimage.
On the battlefield, a storm surged.
Titan Doomsday stepped down, almost crushing Superman into the ground. His eyes burned with green flame, and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, yet his eyes held some apprehension.
"It's you again, little bug."
He raised his hand.
He wanted to flick Ian away.
But this time.
Superman blocked the blow one step ahead.
Having heard the meeting of the group, Superman naturally knew what his youngest son was going to do.
"Hurry!"
Superman, whose veins were throbbing wildly, yelled a reminder.
Ian performed a dash plus a teleport.
Showing a flight rhythm like a fast-slow knife.
He arrived at the back of the Titan's neck.
"Get lost!" Titan Doomsday tried to grab him, but Superman blocked one hand, and Wonder Woman and the other Superheroes immediately flew forward to cooperate in pinning the Titan's other hand.
The main force on this side was Wonder Woman.
Her divine power was being squeezed to its limit.
She barely managed to slow down the movement of the Titan's hand with the others—this indeed bought enough time for Ian. Ian wasted no time in raising the spear.
He also poured his divine power into the spear, forming a dazzling barrier over it, isolating the spear from the possible erosion of the Fel Energy on Titan Doomsday's body surface.
The next second.
Pffft!!
The spear was thrust deep into Titan Doomsday's nape!
Fel Energy surged out frantically.
[Berserker Experience +14]
[Berserker Experience +16]
[Berserker Experience +18]
The Fel Energy surging from the wound was frantically destroying Ian's body.
However.
They could not kill Ian.
[Error Data Cleared]
They couldn't even corrupt Ian.
Instead, they made Ian a little stronger.
[Berserker Lv8 [78/1280]]
[Strength: 281 -> 284]
[Constitution: 330 -> 335]
[Intelligence: 20.7 -> 20.8]
[Spirit: 108.5 -> 110]
[Upgrade Reward: Class Skill Point +1]
Well.
The attribute boost provided by Berserker was indeed a bit weak, but it was better than nothing. While leveling up, Ian also received a status recovery and a slight increase in strength.
"No!"
Amidst a deafening shriek.
Golden-red patterns appeared on Titan Doomsday's body surface. Golden light and green Fel Energy fiercely collided, unfolding an invisible war within Titan Doomsday's body.
Clearly, Batman was indeed more reliable than Iron Man. The soul of the Kryptonian Ancient God was successfully awakened. The two souls began to tear at each other within the same body.
One was Sargeras, representing the Fel Energy. The other was the Ancient God with golden-red power. They fought for control of the body, and the terrifying energy storm ploughed the entire wasteland once again.
Terrifying shockwaves surged.
"In this world, a true hero is often not the strongest, nor the smartest, but the one who is willing to sacrifice for others."
"Paladin Ian may not be a traditional hero, but he has proven, in his own way, what courage, responsibility, and conviction are—he is the spark of hope."
"This battle, too, will become part of the legend."
A voice sounded.
*Swoosh*
Superman flew by.
Catching Ian as he fell from Titan Doomsday's body.
"No one gives themselves narration!" Clark truly didn't know how many more tricks his youngest son had up his sleeve. He clearly knew Ian could fly and was not truly injured.
Yet, this kid still had to present himself in the manner of a hero falling into the sea.
What for?
There were no reporters' cameras filming!
"????"
"?????"
"??????"
Not only was Superman confused, but the other League members were also bewildered by the narration. They looked around and finally found a black box suspended in mid-air.
This thing was clearly filming.
Wonder Woman walked closer.
She found that it even knew how to add tragic special effects and sound effects by itself.
An internet celebrity device?
The Amazonian was greatly astonished.
"Where on Earth did you hide this thing before?"
Clark also saw the black box, and the question marks on his face increased. He distinctly remembered that when Ian was thrown out, he had no clothes left on his entire body.
"A secret."
Ian blinked.
The appendix works great.
He wanted to ask if this act was enough to let him join the Justice League, as from Batman's words, the current head of the Justice League should be his father.
*Rumble rumble*
A huge roar sounded at that moment.
The two souls within the Titan fought for ownership of the body, and also for the concept of "existence" in the universe. Their struggle caused the massive Doomsday body to let out layered roars.
Shockwaves came one after another.
The fierce wind howled.
Batman was, not surprisingly, prepared.
The shield he had stabbed deep into the ground protected him from the shockwaves.
Avoiding the fate of being thrown back once more.
"The winner... who will it be?"
This was the only thing Batman, who lacked information, couldn't be sure of. He struggled to lift his head, looking into the distance. The giant Titan had knelt on the ground.
"If my universe hadn't been shattered, how could you ants be worthy to fight me!" The Dark Titan Sargeras roared, and the surrounding air twisted as the Fel Energy erupted.
At the energy core of Doomsday's body.
The Kryptonian Ancient God's golden-red power was clearly about to gain the upper hand. The Dark Titan, who still temporarily controlled the body, was not resigned. It suddenly looked up at the sky and opened its mouth to an astonishing degree.
"Now, I need more fuel to increase my definition of existence!"
As the Titan roared.
A green beam, a hundred meters in diameter, shot straight into the sky.
The sky quickly turned green as if painted with oil. Strange rain began to fall from the viscous clouds—in fact, they were not water droplets, but miniature Doomsdays, three or four meters tall!
They had no intelligence, only instinct—slaughter, destruction, devouring.
Their target was the city.
To collect the concept of life existence for their master.
"Crash crash crash—"
Tens of thousands of bio-entities smashed into the city like hail, and upon landing, they immediately began hunting for "fuel." A commuter had only run two steps before being caught by the shoulder by a miniature Doomsday. Visible green energy was drawn out of his seven orifices. His body quickly became transparent, and he eventually vanished from the air like a chalk drawing being erased.
"Go save people in the city!"
Superman punched the Titan's face.
Trying to make Titan Doomsday shut his mouth.
He didn't dare leave the main battlefield.
Everyone else did not hesitate. Batman also rushed toward the city—meanwhile, on the edge of the battlefield, Jordan, who had been repeatedly blown away by the strong wind with his Mom, also noticed something was wrong.
"Mom! Look!"
He was carrying his mother for the third time, preparing to move again.
However.
He saw the overwhelming number of monsters landing on the ground.
"Their target is the city!"
Jordan pointed toward the city.
His voice trembled.
Lois saw this, and her face instantly turned pale.
"Put me down! I'll find Clark. You go take care of Jonathan and the others." She still wanted to warn Clark, but the sudden turn of events caught her off guard.
Fortunately, Lois had encountered similar situations before.
So, she made a decisive choice.
"No!" Jordan carried her on his back.
"It's too dangerous here. Mom, you're just an ordinary person, and we don't want to be orphans!" With that, Jordan shot into the sky. His Heat Vision swept across the street like a sickle.
Cutting two miniature Doomsdays that were hunting in half—these were not real Doomsdays, only Fel Energy-created bio-entities, so Jordan's Heat Vision could destroy them with difficulty.
"What exactly happened?"
Jonathan and Madison had been rescued by Ian's Hellcat during the disaster and flew above their house, escaping the attack. He saw Jordan and his Mom flying back towards them.
Countless miniature Doomsdays rained down from the sky.
Smashing between high-rise buildings, shattering glass curtain walls, and tearing apart steel and concrete. Screams rose and fell on the streets, with people scattering, running, and crying.
"The city is being invaded! Those things are killing!" Jordan replied to Jonathan on the Hellcat. He didn't see The Flash, because The Flash had been refused a ride due to not being family.
Poor Uncle Barry was still lying in the ruins.
On the ground.
Wonder Woman leaped up, her shield sweeping across, knocking back several miniature Doomsdays that were pouncing on civilians. Green Lantern condensed a huge energy barrier, attempting to block Doomsday's line of attack—even Aquaman and his wife, after recovering, were dragging their heavily injured bodies to intercept these monsters that were hunting people.
The Flash couldn't move.
The Flash had fractures all over his body.
He didn't even have the ability to throw lightning.
He was almost attacked, but luckily, Jordan rescued him.
"Don't worry about me, go save others."
The Flash demonstrated a true spirit of sacrifice. On the streets, the Superheroes were all highly efficient. Jordan's efficiency was lower, but he was ultimately doing something he didn't like.
Poking his nose into other people's business.
"Zzz zzz zzz~"
Jordan carried Lois, traversing the broken streets, his Heat Vision continuously sweeping across the surging miniature Doomsdays. A mother holding a baby crawled out of the ruins, trembling as she thanked him.
"Th-Thank you."
Hearing this.
Jordan froze for a moment.
He was aloof in front of strangers and did not respond, only nodding and continuing to search for survivors. As he turned the corner, his figure, flying in the sky, suddenly stopped—it was his classmate Tommy, the jerk who had stuffed dead mice into his locker. He was now cornered by three miniature Doomsdays, shaking in fear.
"Jordan... my boy." Lois gently patted her son's shoulder. She naturally knew what Jordan was hesitating about. "I know you don't like him, but that's no reason for him to die."
Jordan was silent for two seconds.
His Heat Vision suddenly erupted.
Accurately piercing the heads of the three monsters.
He landed in front of Tommy.
Looking at the other party's terrified expression.
"Th-Thank you! Walmart Plastic Bag Superman!"
Tommy stammered his thanks, staring at the supermarket shopping bag covering Jordan's head.
Jordan didn't speak.
He turned and continued flying with his Mom on his back.
"I still don't like this guy. He actually thinks I like that nickname as much as Ian does." He spoke to his mother, his tone slightly annoyed.
Lois responded gently.
"Being able to save someone you don't like—that's what a hero is. I'm proud of you, son." She comforted Jordan's agitated emotions, and Jordan's mood gradually became less resentful.
Jordan's efficiency was not high.
But he still managed to save quite a few people.
Among the younger generation, the most efficient person in dealing with the monsters was the awakened Sorceress.
She had area-of-effect skills.
"Damn it! I should be a movie star! Why am I here saving people! Will saving people let me buy a Ferrari when I grow up?" Madison had originally wanted to find her parents.
However.
The streets were too chaotic.
She looked into the distance—a little girl was turning transparent. She cried out and reached for the gradually ethereal stuffed toy, but her fingers passed right through it.
The miniature Doomsday then targeted the little girl.
Seeing this scene.
"Where is the camera! Why are there no reporters filming me!"
Madison gritted her teeth.
She quickly raised her hands, her blonde hair fluttering without wind. The Supreme Sorceress's magic power flowed in her pupils. The next moment, the heads and butts of dozens of Doomsdays were suddenly connected together.
Their mouths contained their butts.
The miniature Doomsdays were completely immobilized, unable to help their master absorb the Concept of Existence. The little girl was saved. Madison sighed in relief and looked around.
The military had also intervened.
Three M1A2 main battle tanks rolled over a convenience store ruin and opened fire. Armor-piercing shells blasted a row of miniature Doomsdays into green goo. But more monsters poured out of the alleys. They grabbed a tank barrel and lightly twisted it—the steel deformed like playdough. The crew members had just climbed out of the hatch when they were enveloped in green mist, and their bodies began to turn transparent.
"Hold the line!" a blood-soaked lieutenant shouted, holding his rifle. "For Metropolis!"
Bullets hitting the miniature Doomsdays were like tickles, but the soldiers continued to fire. This was not due to stupidity. When a major used his last ounce of strength to detonate the armored vehicle's fuel tank, blowing up three monsters, everyone understood—these soldiers were using their lives to buy even one more second of escape time for the civilians.
This was not a war of invasion.
Nor was it a meaningless war.
The soldiers were also somewhat demoralized, but they were gritting their teeth and holding on. After all, many of the soldiers stationed in Metropolis had already made the city their home.
They were protecting none other than their children and family. An unrighteous army certainly cannot win any war, but when defending their home, most soldiers could possess an incomparably firm heart.
This universe.
Was, after all, a world colored by heroes.
"Those things are devouring people's lives!"
On the battlefield in the distance.
Superman witnessed all this, his eyes red.
He was anxious.
But he dared not leave.
After all, this was the greater crisis, a crisis capable of destroying the Earth. Of course, this crisis didn't look too terrifying right now, but no one could say for sure when it would fully erupt. Doomsday's massive body seemed to be on pause, with only the constantly shifting green and gold lights on his body surface indicating the internal struggle was still fierce.
"God knows how long their body-control fight will last." Ian floated in mid-air, a potion bottle dangling from his mouth, his gaze fixed on the enormous body.
"Perhaps... we can end this soul struggle early."
He said in a low voice.
His brain was spinning rapidly.
"How can we end it? Have you found some special way?" Superman quickly turned to look at his youngest son, his eyes showing a trace of urgency.
He knew.
Although this kid was often unreliable.
He could always create a miracle when it seemed least possible.
"The Kryptonian Ancient God has been forced to restrain the Dark Titan for us. We can use this time to find and destroy the essence and anchor of that Titan's existence." Ian patted the Titan's temple. The feeling was like knocking on some kind of metal. He was wondering how to get inside the opponent's head.
"That black ball we encountered before?" Superman also recalled the previous experience. His X-ray vision continuously scanned the body, but he still couldn't see any black ball.
"Yes, but how to find it is the problem." Ian didn't have X-ray vision, so he couldn't determine the location of the black ball. That black ball might even be hidden within the soul.
"Maybe in the brain?"
This was Superman's guess, based on memory, and it coincided with Ian's. He remembered seeing the black ball twice, both times it was something that converged from the location of the host's brain.
"Zzz zzz zzz~"
The thought occurred to him.
Superman flew onto the Titan's head, immediately attempting to perform a craniotomy with his Heat Vision. It was useless. After fighting for so long, Titan Doomsday had already evolved an immunity to Heat Vision.
"Let me try this." Ian found his unfinished lollipop on the battlefield, the blue Kryptonite spear. The tip of this weapon was still flashing with a faint light of energy.
There wasn't much left.
But there were still residual traces.
Ian did not choose the top of the skull that his father had tried. He flew directly to the back of the Titan's head and, like using an ice pick on ice, forcefully stabbed the Kryptonite into the Titan's occipital area.
A grating metal-tearing sound rang out, and finally, a crack was broken in the Titan's skin.
"I'll help you!" Superman immediately seized this opportunity, plunging both hands into the crack. His muscles bulged, and he directly tore the wound open into a gap large enough for a person to enter.
"Can you find it?"
Fine sweat beaded on Superman's forehead.
He knew that between him and Ian, Ian was the one more knowledgeable about magical side matters. Ian peered into the bloody hole. The writhing brain tissue inside glowed with an unnatural green light.
"I'll try."
Ian was very serious now, not being flippant at all. Metropolis was, after all, the city where he lived, so he also urgently wanted to eliminate the threat of the Dark Titan.
The Titan's internal brain world was stranger than expected.
In the viscous green liquid, glowing neurons floated. Each discharge illuminated a distorted cosmic landscape. Ian moved with difficulty through the slime and attempted to call upon his System.
However.
The System prompted that it was searching.
But it had not found the [Data Information] he wanted.
The Dark Titan had hidden its essence very deeply.
"Then let me eat all of Doomsday's brain!" Just as Ian was preparing to use the most clumsy method, the pendant on his chest suddenly lit up with a pitch-black glow.
"What is this?"
Ian could feel a certain power attaching to his hand.
Time seemed to stop at this moment.
In the black and white world.
Countless black streams of air surged from all directions, condensing into a pulsing black sphere in his palm. The surface of the sphere displayed millions of stars, but its interior was a void of nothingness.
This was not Lady Death making a move.
It was the Death Knight, who had been silent for a long time, giving Ian help.
[Detection of Mergeable Data!]
The voice he had heard a long time ago appeared again. Ian remembered the last time he got a black sphere, the System prompted him, and the Goddess of Death took that black sphere away.
He didn't know what kind of processing was done to it.
But now, Ian had obtained another piece of cosmic fragment from the same world.
The Godfather was more generous than the bad woman after all.
The Death Knight did not take the black sphere.
So.
Ian didn't hesitate at all, opening his mouth and swallowing the entire black sphere. At that moment, he felt as if countless energies were trying to explode directly in his stomach, allowing him to happily gain a huge amount of experience belonging to the Berserker class.
However.
The System absorbed this explosive power in the next second.
[Obtained Complete Class Correction Data.]
[Obtained Dimensional Data.]
[Updated [Berserker] Basic Information.]
[Class Characteristic Recording...]
[Dimensional Data Extracting...]
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