It was just that Royce clearly did not understand Doomsday well enough. When he condensed another Destructo Disc, Doomsday's body underwent a slight change.
The wounds previously sliced open by the Destructo Disc had not only completely healed, but seemed to have become even tougher.
This was one of Doomsday's abilities—or rather, the ability of the true Doomsday. It was not something those mass-produced Doomsday Legion units could compare to.
The gap between the two was even as vast as the difference in strength between an ordinary Kryptonian and Clark, the God of Humanity.
The first time Royce injured Doomsday's palm, he had not triggered this ability, because that wound had only been an accident. If it happened again, Doomsday definitely would not be hurt by the same method.
But the Destructo Disc was different. Even if it happened several more times, the Destructo Disc would still be able to cut through Doomsday's flesh and injure him.
Although such wounds were not fatal to Doomsday, and could even recover in the blink of an eye, Doomsday was still unwilling to see himself wounded by a tiny little thing like Royce.
And so, the area around Doomsday's wounds evolved.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Clang!"
The next moment, the Destructo Discs Royce released slashed at Doomsday's body once more. Several of them cut open Doomsday's flesh.
This did not mean Doomsday's evolution had failed. It was simply that these new wounds were in areas that had not been injured and evolved before.
As for the parts of Doomsday's wounds that had already evolved, even with the sharpness of the Destructo Disc, the attacks could only leave behind shallow white marks. They had no way of breaking through Doomsday's flesh in the slightest!
And most importantly, after Doomsday's new wounds recovered, they also began to