Superman Had No Weaknesses

"Impossible..."

"How could this be..."

Superman... has been resurrected?

"He was resurrected by Darkseid again?"

Whether it was Diana, Arthur Curry, or Mera who was watching from the shadows, they were all speechless as they stared at the naked figure under the gloomy sky.

Without Mother Box, and without any warning, Superman Clark, who was already dead, was miraculously resurrected with a single gesture from Darkseid.

Moreover, it stands on the opposite side of Earth.

"Barry!"

"What? Is it time to move out? I'm ready." Barry Allen, thousands of miles away, pressed the communicator in his ear and took a deep breath.

In just three short days, under the terrifying training program called "Dart Jeep" by Doraemon Woz, Barry Allen barely managed to touch the threshold of that speed limit and stepped into a brand new world.

The reason it's described as "barely" is that Barry Allen can't accelerate to that speed instantly from a stationary position; he needs a long running start.

That's why he's thousands of miles away right now.

"No, the plans have changed."

"Superman has been resurrected..."

"Really?! That's great! So, should we now—"

"No, Barry, Superman was resurrected by Darkseid. Now, he is our enemy."

Mera poured cold water on the excited Barry Allen, and a chill instantly ran from the top of Barry head to his toes.

"???"

"Listen, Barry, Diana and Arthur will do their best to hold Clark off. So when you run toward Beckett later, make sure you don't get distracted by Clark."

"Remember, whatever happens, your task is to use your speed to unleash a bolt of Flash, strike the Mother Box, and control the current connected to it, directing it towards Beckett, understand?"

Mera, fearing this unexpected turn of events would distract Barry Allen, repeatedly reminded him.

"I understand." Barry Allen nodded.

Just as he was about to end the call, Mera's warning came through the earpiece. "There's one more thing, be careful of Darkseid."

Clark's resurrection disrupted Mera's pre-arranged plans. Darkseid, who vanished into the void, may very well reappear at a crucial moment to stop Barry Allen from resurrecting Beckett.

This is why she warned Barry Allen to be careful of Darkseid.

"I know, don't worry, I know." Barry Allen smacked his lips and sighed inwardly.

"Hmm." Mera hung up the communication first after receiving a clear response, her eyes filled with worry as she looked up at the sky.

"Clark, do you know what you're doing?!"

Beneath the vast sky, Diana, who had barely escaped the Heat Vision attack, stared wide-eyed, attempting to awaken the conscience in this Kryptonian's heart.

However, the result was obvious: she failed.

Diana's body, which fell from the sky and crashed to the ground, is the best proof of this.

Hey, are you okay?

With lightning speed, Arthur Curry kicked the Steppenwolf's corpse under Diana to serve as a cushion, and then reached out his hand to Diana.

"It's alright, but it probably won't be alright for long."

With a human shield cushioning her fall, Diana seemed to be mostly unharmed. After Arthur Curry got up, she dusted herself off and looked seriously at the figure slowly landing.

"Let me guess, Superman's resurrection wasn't part of your original plan, was it?" Shaking off the blood from his silver trident, Arthur Curry stepped forward, blocking Diana's path.

"Watch out, Arthur."

"I know him, I've heard of him. The guardian of the Earth, the strongest hero in the world." Arthur Curryco wasn't lying about this; Superman's name was indeed a household name on Earth.

"The guardian deity of Earth?"

After landing, Clark tilted his head, his gray eyes filled with confusion.

"I think I understand his situation now."

After weighing the trident in his hand a few times, Arthur Curry threw it directly in the direction of Clark!

Whoosh!

Sizzle!

The sea creatures' specially made weapons were instantly reduced to powder by the Heat Vision.

"Diana! Now!"

"Wake up, Clark!"

With Arthur Curry shielding her, Diana crossed her arms in front of her chest after Clark's attention was diverted. The force of the clash of their divine bracers instantly sent the bewildered Clark flying...

"Mera, hasn't Woz arrived yet?"

After landing, Diana didn't dare to be careless. She threw the round shield on her back like a boomerang, which hit Clark on the forehead with a crisp sound—bang!

"No, Woz's communication band is not yet activated." To ensure 100% control over the Kryptonian spaceship, Woz needs to shield himself from all external interference, including Mera.

"But we need Louise Lane now!"

Having suffered a setback, Clark quickly adapted to Diana's strength and slapped her hard, sending her crashing to the shattered ground!

"Perhaps we'll also need Kryptonite."

He kicked the Steppenwolf carcass on the ground toward Clark, and Arthur Curry followed up by throwing a punch at Clark's head.

If someone has a problem with their brain, then attack their brain.

What if we knock him awake?

Although the possibility is very slim, it is still a glimmer of hope.

"Yes! Kryptonite!"

Mera, who had been observing from the shadows, suddenly had a bright idea.

This is Superman's only weakness.

If Bruce Wayne, an ordinary human, can defeat Superman with Kryptonite, there's no reason why Diana can't.

"Louise and Alfred are together; they should still be near Woz."

"But I can use kryptonite."

Mera, wielding the Golden Trident, had a glint in her eye. She then leaned out and called out to Diana, "Diana, where is Bruce Wayne's secret base?!"

This is Gotham, Batman's home base.

There will definitely be a lot of Kryptonite.

"Go look around 3,100 meters to the east!" Diana clearly understood what Mera was thinking and quickly gave an answer.

[East?]

"I understand, hang in there! I'll be right back!"

The silent current then enveloped Mera and swiftly flew eastward.

"Three thousand one hundred meters, it should be—found!"

Using her sensitivity to water currents to locate the Batman base, Mera used her Golden Trident to overturn the ground, revealing the vast Batman base.

"Kryptonite, Kryptonite, Bruce Wayne will put Kryptonite in—"

Mera had jumped into the base, looked at the green weapon so close to her and her murmurs stopped abruptly.

Kryptonite spear, the weapon that once defeated Doomsday.

"You're the one."

Mera grabbed the javelin and flew back to the battlefield, hurling the weapon, which glowed with a mesmerizing fluorescent green, toward Diana's location.

"Diana!"

"Clear!"

Diana, barely holding on to her divinely imbued shield, was secretly suffering. Superman, now familiar with her power, had clearly begun his unbridled attack.

"Arthur!"

Diana, who had been waiting for the Kryptonite weapon, finally played her last trump card. The golden rope wrapped around Clark's body as if it had a life of its own.

"They're here!"

Arthur Curry, who had been standing by and doing nothing because he lacked combat power, leaped into the air, grabbed the javelin, and thrust it straight into the chest of the immobilized Clark!

Pfft!

Kryptonite was injected into the body, but strangely, no blood flowed out.

Arthur Curry, overjoyed at his success, clearly saw the sinister smile on Clark's lips.

"??????"

His grey eyes lifted, and two Heat Vision instantly penetrated Arthur Curry's forehead!

Arthur Curry, who was right in front of him, had no chance to dodge and was instantly killed...

"Arthur!!!"

Diana gasped, but the next second she suddenly lost her balance. Clark, who was bound by the Lasso of Truth, used himself as a fulcrum and forcefully pulled Diana to his side with overwhelming power!

At this moment, the Kryptonite spear was still embedded in Clark's chest.

"How could this be?!"

"I have no weaknesses if I want to." Clark grinned maliciously and reached out to grab Diana by the throat.

"No!!!"

There's another update around 11 PM. I'm going to treat that idiot to dinner tonight, and I need to make sure he keeps it a secret.

In addition, I want to change the book title.

You are welcome to leave your comments in the book review section. If I think it's acceptable, I will contact the editor to change the book title.

That bastard, don't let me catch him red-handed!

Grass!

We were in the same school and dorm in high school and college, and after all these years of friendship, this bastard actually laughed at me for a whole day!