With so many Mechanical Supermen joining the battle, the outcome was settled. Before long, all the Mechanical Supermen would belong to Mechanical Trigon.
Mechanical Trigon looked at Injustice Superman in his palm and said, "Clark, you really let Andrew down. You were supposed to keep Darkseid occupied, but instead, you ended up under his control."
"For Darkseid!"
Injustice Superman roared fanatically. Mechanical Trigon shook his head and pressed a finger against Injustice Superman's head, sending a surge of energy into his brain to destroy Darkseid's means of controlling him.
Injustice Superman froze, then continued roaring at Mechanical Trigon. Although Darkseid's control had been broken, Injustice Superman had already become a monster through and through—a Doomsday monster.
That was easy enough to deal with. Mechanical Trigon took out a hammer and struck Injustice Superman on the head.
The hammer was none other than the Amnesia Hammer. Injustice Superman's memories abruptly reverted to the time of the Battle of Apokolips.
"What am I doing here? Who are you? Let me go."
Injustice Superman was bewildered, then roared again. His eyes were still flashing red, which meant his savage instincts remained. Given the right provocation, he would still become Doomsday and turn on everyone, friend and foe alike.
Mechanical Trigon moved his finger slightly, and the necklace around Injustice Superman's neck floated up. Sensing Lois's presence, the red light in Injustice Superman's eyes gradually faded.
Then Mechanical Trigon used magic to feed the earlier events into Injustice Superman's mind. Injustice Superman gave a bitter smile. So he had failed and become Darkseid's lackey.
"I really am useless."
Injustice Superman sighed and said, "I let everyone and Mr. Wang down."
"That's easy to fix," Mechanical Trigon said. "I'll inject some energy into your body. Then you can grab Darkseid and blow up with him."