After successfully swallowing one Speedster, Mazahs felt that he was becoming stronger.
Infinite confidence arose in his heart again. Now Crime Syndicate was almost completely destroyed. Only Ultraman and Sea Overlord were still hiding.
But Mazahs already looks down on these two people.
Haibawang is pure garbage.
As for Ultraman.
For the current Mazahs, the various abilities of Ultraman are too repetitive with him.
Not to mention that he has no shortage of long-range attack capabilities. He has hunted so many types of Metahumans over the years. Mazahs has selected and absorbed several abilities similar to Heat Vision and freezing rays in the past, and he can combine them into one Ultraman.
As for Ultraman's super strength and physique.
These two abilities are even worse. Metahumans almost has this configuration. The only difference is that Ultraman is stronger.
What's more, now there are two guys in this world that he covets more than Ultraman.
They are both superpowers, so choose the better one.
The guy who defeated him easily and the guy next to him who was so oppressive even if he didn't take action are Mazahs's current targets.
That kind of almost pure physical use makes Mazahs obsessed with it.
Human buildings were easily smashed into pieces by Mazahs, and the gap between the two sides was even greater than the contrast between jelly and titanium alloy.
He flew high into the sky, felt the vibrations coming from the atmosphere, and immediately locked the positions of the two people.
At the same time, tens of thousands of miles away from Gotham, Zhent was hugging Shane's body and smashing downwards like a meteor falling to the ground.
Amidst the tremors of the earth and the earth, a huge hole was cut out of a chain of mountains.
Hundreds of rubbles larger than cars were splashed in the deafening explosion, and the furthest ones were even thrown thousands of meters away by the shock wave before crashing to the ground.
The friction of the air even caused the stone, which was half embedded in the soft soil, to emit hot green smoke.
Shane kicked Zhent away, lifted up the boulders around him, and flew into the sky unsteadily while holding the left side of his chest and abdomen.
Compared with the previous time when Amazo and Amazo brushed up each other's values in the universe, this time Shane finally regained the feeling of fighting desperately with Doomsday deep in the ice of Ganymede.
In just over ten minutes of fighting, he was already seriously injured.
I don't know how many ribs are still intact, but at least half of the internal organs are broken.
The left ankle was broken off, the facial sac was swollen and bleeding, the lower lip was torn to expose the toothache on the gums, and a piece of fur with hair on the top of the head was torn off.
When faced with other different Metahumanss, Viltrumite can exert the same invincible defense as Superman, but two Viltrumites can easily break each other's defenses.
Of course, Zhent is not doing much better either.
Because of the huge difference in body shape, if Zhent's heavy fists and kicks caused impact injuries and blunt injuries to Shane, then what Shane left after hitting him were all penetrating injuries similar to nails being driven into the body.
The half-meter-thick bicep had a bleeding hole, the skin and flesh were removed from the thighs and knees, and the white fascia clearly beat on the thick bones and joints.
There was a huge horizontal wound on the abdomen, and part of the intestines was dragged out.
In order to experience the pure fight between Viltrumite, Monarch restrained all the fear energy and had no idea of using that energy to repair himself simultaneously during the battle.
Looking at Shane running up into the sky, Monarch stood up from the dust and looked up to the sky and smiled at him.
"Why, don't continue?"
Shane wiped his scarlet right eyeball while coughing up blood, feeling a little helpless.
"----It is indeed a difficult time for me, but can you let it go?"
I know my own business, so when Shane fought Zhent, he followed the customs and used dead blows. On the contrary, Zhent basically only used his pair of huge iron fists throughout the whole process, with at most some knee strikes and throwing skills.
If Viltrumite wants to beat another Viltrumite to death with his wheel fist, he can only do it when the gap between the two sides is huge.
However, Monarch maintains the same level as Shane and does this, which is undoubtedly a serious leakage.
"You dealt a deadly blow to Sinestro and Martian Manhunter."
"I was in a bad mood at the time - if I hadn't been affected, I wouldn't have been a murderer. Don't forget that I am you."
"Haha, yes, fighting like this is just a culture for us.
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Monarch spread his hands.
"It's a pity that no one in this world can understand it. Their environment is too peaceful."
The two suddenly laughed.
A relaxed atmosphere spread, if one ignores the horrific injuries on their bodies that can only be caused by enemies.
Shane spit out blood after laughing.
"Bah, I never thought I would be able to speak for Viltrum one day."
The two were clearly engaged in an extremely cruel and bloody battle just now, but at this moment they were chatting like acquaintances they happened to meet on the street.
Monarch turned his gaze slightly, glanced at the scarlet ominous fissure in the sky that spanned countless continents, and suddenly gave Shane a random warning.
"After you go back, don't forget to keep improving yourself."
Shane followed the other person's gaze and looked at the crack, his eyes reflecting the scarlet ominous light.
During the battle between the two of them, they had been close to that place.
But that crack doesn't seem to exist in reality.
The eyes can see and light can be refracted, but they can never get close to it from a physical distance.
No matter how high or far it flies, it always keeps a distant distance from you and gets bigger and bigger.
This may be the crisis that the world is about to face, weighing heavily on everyone's heart, almost telling you clearly that the end of the world is coming.
That kind of pressure that can be seen but cannot be touched, and that increases day by day, is enough to drive anyone's nerves crazy.
Not to mention ordinary people, Crime Syndicate were also frightened by this strange crack and went crazy and wanted to run away.
Although Shane wanted to ask before if that thing meant that Anti-Monitor was coming, after all, this seemed to be a plot that had already happened in the original work.
But Monarch covered his mouth at that time and shook his head to signal him not to say that name.
Shane turned around and looked at Zhent who was still staring at the crack, frowning slightly.
"You have a death wish."
"There is no point in living anymore."
Monarch's voice became deeper.
"I made the wrong choice, made the wrong move, and was deceived and used throughout my life. Even the one I thought I loved died hundreds of years before me, and my body is still used as a puppet to continue to cover up my innocence."
The blood-stained fist was clenched by Monarch, and a strange feeling of contradiction spread over him.
He said he wanted to die, but there were still some emotions in his eyes.
After more than half a minute of silence, Monarch suppressed his emotions again. He looked at Shane, who raised his fist and touched it lightly.
This is a silent question asking him if he wants to continue fighting.
Monarch shook his head.
"It's almost time for you to leave. You can take some souvenirs with you if you want."
"Souvenir?"
Shane remembered that when he went to pick up Rachel after he came back, he saw the bone spurs pulled out from Doomsday lying in the corner of the beach villa.
Monarch does retain more of the characteristics of Viltrum, which is the habit of collecting souvenirs and trophies from the battlefield.
In the distant sky, Mazahs, who discovered that two people were seriously injured for no apparent reason, was screaming excitedly and rushing towards the two people's position impatiently.
Shane curled his lips. He could clearly feel that Mazahs had improved a lot. His power was astonishing, and his power level had even surpassed the blessing brought by Shane's combat skills.
I also know that it is indeed no longer suitable to fight Zhent at this moment.
He chose the opposite direction and took one last look at Zhent.
Monarch's body was ignited with yellow flames, and the injuries all over his body were healing quickly. Even the intestines hanging on his waist had shrunk.
"Since you are going back, hurry up."
Monarch stretched out his hand and pointed at Shane. Under the small amount of fear Yellow Light radiated, Shane's body began to recover quickly.
"As the controller of fear, I have placed a curse on you. From now on, Parallax will never be able to get close to you. A small amount of exposure to the yellow spectrum in the future will not cause any trouble to you."
Monarch, whose status was refreshed, flew high into the sky and stood with his hands behind his back. Shane, who had adjusted his flying angle, suddenly turned around and asked one last question.
"You----how strong are you really?"
"When you go back, count silently. That guy is coming. You can count how long I have blocked that guy. Then you will have an idea in your mind when you encounter him again in the future."
Anti-Monitor?
Shane hit the sonic boom and flew away from Monarch.
The furious roar of Mazahs came from behind.
"Where do you want to run to?!"
Mazahs seems to have become a lot stronger again, now is the stage of full self-confidence.
He planned to kill the big man first, and then go after the little man.
Monarch raised his eyes indifferently, not caring about Mazahs at all.
"You have shared this body with me for so long, come out and pay some rent.
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Monarch The skin on his face seemed to be boiling suddenly.
A face appeared on each side. The face on the right was the same as Shane, with sleepy eyes.
The face on the left is even more inhuman, insect-like, with yellow vertical pupils turning, full of insidiousness and cunning.
The insect's face opened its fangs and mouth and shouted.
"How dare you try your best? Aren't you afraid of being pushed back to Hypertime by the world?"
"How dare you ignore me?!"
Mazahs was furious, rushed in front of Monarch, and pinched Monarch with both hands.
Monarch slaps it casually, like driving away annoying flies.
Mazahs, half of his body exploded into blood mist, screamed and fell from the sky into dust.
Monarch did not lower his head the whole time, but stared at the figure gradually turning from virtual to solid in the ominous crack in the sky.
An hour later, Shane, who returned to Justice League's universe with a pile of trophies in his hands, was suddenly stunned for a moment, and some kind of intuition came to his heart.
Monarch is dead.