Invincible Doomsday (Ten-Thousand-Word Mega Chapter, Please Subscribe)

"Have you felt pain?

Have you tasted your own blood?

You were never the omnipotent god described in the newspapers!

You were merely an alien from space, just like General Zod!

You had no right to dictate humanity's morality and laws!

And even less right to sit high above us like a god, judging us! Ruling us!

This world did not need any gods!"

Accompanied by a low roar, Batman's mech-enhanced power fists rained down on Superman's head, face, abdomen, and sides.

At that moment, the Son of Krypton no longer retained even a trace of his usual composure. Like an ordinary man being beaten, he let out agonized screams and groans. Blood flowed from his nose and mouth, splattering everywhere, while tears streamed from the corners of his eyes.

Clearly, that was the greatest difference between him and Bruce Wayne.

Or rather, the greatest difference between Superman and Batman.

Though the former had lost his biological parents at a young age and become an interstellar refugee, his path to adulthood had been smooth, and he had adoptive parents who poured all their love into him.

More than twenty years beneath the sun had given him enough power to handle even General Zod's sudden descent from the sky and the invasion of his fellow Kryptonians with ease.

The fight back then might have been intense, and the city might have suffered devastating damage, with countless civilians either dying horribly or being crippled by the aftermath, but Superman himself had barely been hurt.

That meant that from childhood to adulthood, he had never truly experienced a battle of life and death. He had never known what it felt like to have his bones broken or his internal organs beaten until they bled.

Thus, his title of "god among men" referred purely