Hell's First Roar!

Lex Luthor's manic laughter still echoed through the ruined laboratory.

The enormous glass growth tank before him had become a churning hell.

Cloudy green liquid boiled furiously. Countless bubbles rose through it, as though an ancient beast were about to awaken within.

Cracks raced across the tank's reinforced glass like spiderwebs.

Inside, the Kryptonian corpse was undergoing the most horrific transformation imaginable.

A gray-white layer of hornlike tissue spread across his skin like stone.

Grotesque bone spikes tore through his muscles and sprouted from his back, joints, and even his cheeks.

His body swelled before the eye. Muscles knotted and veins bulged until he filled the entire tank.

He was no longer General Zod. He was no longer any known form of life.

He was a monster born solely for destruction and hatred.

"Grr..."

A muffled growl rose from the tank, as if from the depths of hell.

The next second—

BOOM!!!

The tank exploded!

Its seemingly indestructible reinforced glass shattered into countless fragments. Shards and green nutrient fluid sprayed in every direction like torrential rain.

A three-meter-tall gray giant covered in bone spikes staggered to his feet.

His eyes were pure, emotionless blood red. Only the most primal urge to kill and destroy burned within them.

Doomsday.

He had been born.

Lex Luthor gazed at his "masterpiece." Far from showing any fear, he spread his arms, his face twisted into a sickening smile of utter satisfaction.

"He's awake... my child... he's awake!"

Doomsday paid no attention to the mortal beneath him, insignificant as an ant.

Instinct told him he was hungry, desperate for energy.

His gaze shifted mechanically toward the abandoned nuclear reactor at the rear of the laboratory. Its core still gave off faint radiation.

He took a heavy step.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Each step shook the floor