The platinum beam of light above the sky disappeared.
Thousands of Apokolips Warship, together with their wreckage, turned into nothingness in low-Earth orbit.
The entire Gotham City is nothing but a huge, charred pit, with seawater pouring in from all directions.
Washing against the hot rocks, large amounts of white steam emerged.
Chu Men is hovering in mid-air.
His gaze penetrated the thin atmosphere and stayed in the depths of the galaxy.
Two hundred meters underground.
"Now."
On the screen on Bruce's wrist, the broken base of One God Temple is clearly visible.
Clark was lying in the broken Life-Support Pod, his chest rising and falling weakly.
The whole body is surrounded by gray-white rune remnants, and the dark red marks are dull.
Diana fell aside, Divine Power Armor shattered, and there was no movement.
That was the period of suspended animation after being torn apart by the Anti-Life Equation and Chu Men brands.
This is also the moment when Clark's defense is at its weakest.
"Alfred, takes over all overflow bands of Divine Temple."
"Master, the resonance wavelength can only last five point two seconds."
The old butler's urgent response came from the headset.
"That's enough."
Bruce Press Mechanical Trigger.
The metal cylinder in the palm lit up.
Divine Frequency Emitter is running at full power.
Invisible ripples rushed all the way along the Underground River underneath the Gotham, and went straight to the top of the broken Divine Temple.
Arthur·Kuri is like a stone sculpture, kneeling on one knee beside the collapsed column of Divine Temple.
Trident was inserted diagonally into the rock crevice beside him, and his whole body was covered with solidified blood and dark red lines.
Green-gold ripples collided with Trident's sharp blade.
Buzz...!
Trident shook violently, and the dark red blood stains on the halberd blade were shattered by a layer of pure golden light and scattered.
The ripples went upstream and crashed into Arthur's eyebrows.
Arthur's huge body trembled suddenly.
The sticky scarlet blood in his eye sockets was torn open by Divine Wave's washing.
The two eyeballs shook violently, and the originally cloudy eyes revealed a clarity belonging to Aquaman Arthur.
He saw the broken Gotham under his feet, the Tyrant flying above his head, and the Trident inserted in the cracks of the rocks.
"Bruce... Ruth?"
Arthur's heavy breathing echoed back to the basement along the frequency of Trident.
"Arthur!"
Bruce roared in the communicator, blue veins popped out on his forehead.
"Listen, it's only two seconds!"
"Clark was seriously injured by mind control, and mind control is now at its lowest defense!"
"Now pull out Trident and pierce the mark on his chest!"
Bruce's instructions are as fast as thunder, without any unnecessary words.
"Kill him so we can end this!"
Arthur grabbed the handle of Trident.
He felt it.
Deep in the back of his head, there was some kind of cruel and overbearing will that was frantically striking, trying to regain control of this body.
The owner of that will is standing a thousand meters above the sky, looking down at the stars.
Once Chu Men turns back, everyone will die.
"Clark..."
Arthur bit his back molar, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
He kicked the ground with both legs, and the boulder under his feet exploded into powder on the spot.
The whole person turned into a violent surge through the sky, facing the roar of the strong wind and tsunami, and rushed straight towards the damaged Life-Support Pod.
There are no guards in Divine Temple.
Tomar-Re and those contaminated Green Lantern Corps were stationed at the edge of low-Earth orbit by Chu Men, with no time to return for help.
The distance is shortening.
Ten meters.
five meters.
Three meters.
Clark in Life-Support Pod has his eyes closed tightly, showing no reaction to the approaching murderous intent.
The dark red Enslavement Mark on his chest was flickering faintly, and there were even fine cracks on the edge of the rune.
As long as Trident penetrates there, Krypton the will of the god can break free, or... die on the spot.
No matter what the outcome is, Chu Men will lose this most powerful combat weapon.
Bruce stared at the screen, his breathing stagnant at this moment.
Two meters!
One meter!
The muscles of Arthur's arms swelled, Divine Golden Light gathered into a blazing edge at the tip of Trident, and aimed at Clark's chest and slapped it hard!
Chu Men is in mid-air, her hair moving slightly in the wind.
He lowered his eyes and glanced downwards lightly.
Just a plain overlook.
Arthur The clarity deep in his eyes felt like hitting an invisible high wall at this moment.
The tip of Trident stopped abruptly one millimeter away from Clark's skin.
The violent air waves had even crushed Clark's combat uniform, torn his skin, and oozed a trace of bright red.
However, the Halberd Blade could no longer move forward.
Arthur's entire face was distorted and the veins on his neck were as protruding as a snake or scorpion.
He pressed his hands down desperately, and his finger bones groaned under the load.
"Move... move for me!"
A rough roar erupted from his throat like a dying beast.
But in his eyes, the clarity that finally broke free was fading at a terrifying speed.
Countless dark red runes greedily devoured every cell along the nerve endings.
Divine Golden Light on Trident let out a cry and collapsed into tiny pieces of light.
Dark red, once again occupied Arthur's entire eye socket.
The pure scarlet color reunited into two emotionless whirlpools in Arthur's eyes.
"Bruce! Is there any surprise?"
Chu Men stood in the air, grinning with white teeth, and his tone was as calm as if he was watching a funny shadow puppet show.
"But you want to use this toy to steal my dog?"
Arthur's body was shaking violently, and painful gasps escaped from his throat.
But the Trident in his hand has completely changed its direction.
The tip of the halberd that originally stabbed Clark's chest was turned 180 degrees by the force of Dark Red's will.
Arthur knelt on one knee, the muscles of his arms tense tightly, as if he was still making the final resistance.
However, the Spiritual Imprint Chu Men left in his body has long been the dimensional rules of the Silver Age.
This kind of power cannot be washed away by the so-called Divine Artifact.
Click!
Along with a crisp sound, the bones on Arthur's back let out a burst of dislocation.
The last trace of resistance was completely crushed.
Arthur stood up straight.
His face became stiff and numb again, and only absolute loyalty to Tyrant remained in his eyes.
He turned around and faced a Abandoned Oil Refinery Tower on the south side of Gotham.
There, a Bat Stealth Fighter wearing Full-Spectrum Optical Camouflage was quietly taking off, preparing to glide along Low-Altitude Electromagnetic Blind Spot to evacuate.
"Catch the mouse out."
Chu Men didn't even take a second glance, the voice fell faintly from high in the sky.
Arthur's feet crushed the ground, and he twisted his waist to lift Trident upside down in his hands.
Dark red corrosive energy surged out from his palm and instantly enveloped the entire halberd.
Whoosh--!
The sound that broke through the air was so sharp that it tore eardrums.
Trident turned into a bloody lightning, tearing apart all the rain curtains and smoke along the way.
Spanning a distance of three thousand meters, it plunged directly into the void at the edge of the clouds.
Bang!
Boom!