The World's "Purification"!

"Warm-up's over."

Link's casual words traveled through the communications channel he had deliberately opened, reaching the Watchtower and every military command center still operating on Earth. Everyone felt a chill deep in their souls.

Warm-up?

Toying with a monster that had killed Superman and grown stronger through sacrifice was only... a warm-up?

Deep in the crater, Doomsday's simple mind, consumed by rage and the urge to kill, could not grasp what Link meant.

All it knew was that the slippery insect before it had finally stopped dodging.

"ROAR!"

Doomsday let out a savage roar. It poured all its energy into its right fist. Its bony armor groaned under the strain, and its entire arm swelled.

With this punch, it would smash the loathsome Kryptonian and that damned smile of his into cosmic dust!

This time, however, Link did not dodge.

He did not even look at the blow that could tear space apart.

He merely raised his left hand, slowly and almost casually, to meet the gray "meteor" hurtling toward him.

BOOM!!!

Fist and palm collided, absurdly mismatched in size.

The expected sight of Link being crushed to pulp never came.

Instead, Doomsday's enormous body went rigid the instant its fist touched Link's palm.

Overwhelming force, a terrifying blend of divine and Kryptonian power, erupted from that seemingly slender hand and swept aside all the strength behind Doomsday's punch.

CRACK!!!

The sharp sound of breaking bone rang through the sky.

Doomsday's arm, harder than steel, fractured inch by inch from the fist upward and twisted at an unnatural angle.

"Too loud."

Link's voice was cold, devoid of emotion.

He seized Doomsday's ruined arm without so much as glancing at its face, contorted by pain. Bending his knees slightly, he shot upward like a rocket, dragging the massive monster straight into