One-Punch Superman

"Trouble? The Black is in trouble now," Roland remarked. "I never thought Wade would manage to find you. The Green picked the right man as its Executor."

"I'm actually not quite sure what happened. Wade's explanation was a little too vague." Superman looked at the enormous cocoon in the distance. "Is that your target?"

"Yes." Bruce nodded. "But we still don't know what it is. We should be cautious."

"You take command," Superman said. His superintelligence told him that, at a time like this, all he needed to do was listen to Batman.

"All right. Use your super senses to examine that giant black cocoon. See if anything's wrong," Bruce said.

"Okay." Superman paused. "The cocoon is trembling slightly. There's a layer of magic covering it that prevents me from seeing inside."

"Then you and I, Roland, and Wade will take a closer look. Everyone else, stay here and watch for animal corpses. Burn any you find immediately," Bruce said.

"Right." All three nodded, climbed onto their snowmobiles, and drove forward.

"I was wondering, since this is such an emergency, why aren't we using the fastest transportation available?" Deadpool asked.

"Isn't this snowmobile fast enough?" Roland asked. "The Batwing would be faster, but we don't know what we're dealing with. A crash would be bad."

"No, I mean having Superman pull a sled," Deadpool said. "Even the Batwing isn't that fast."

"Good point." Roland nodded.

"I don't think we're in quite that much of a hurry." Superman's mouth twitched. "It's not that far."

"Stop. Brace for impact." Bruce suddenly squeezed the brake and drifted to a stop.

"What impact?" Roland froze, then stopped as well.

Two seconds later.

Bang!

A giant beast burst out of the ground not far from them. A thick coating of black liquid covered its body,