Su Ming ate underground with his two pets while the battle between Superman and Luthor reached a fever pitch.
Soybean Earth was shabby, desolate, and even downright worthless, but to Brutus, it was still his hometown.
He had once wanted to invade Earth-0 and relocate his people there to prosper, but now that he had lost them all, he instead came to understand the importance of his homeland.
He could disdain his old home for being inadequate, but he did not want Superman and Luthor to destroy it. That was why, from the very beginning, he had deliberately led the battlefield into outer space.
The three of them were currently locked in fierce combat amid a belt of space debris near Mercury.
Superman retained at least some environmental awareness. Although he and Luthor were pincering their enemy, he did not go too far, such as lifting planets to smash people with them.
But once the bald man left Earth, he stopped holding back entirely. He had even abandoned his human form, laughing with his blue-gray face as he bombarded the Minotaur by every means imaginable.
Not even Clark knew when his Anti-Superman Armor had been upgraded, but its output limit was clearly far beyond what it had once been. It had probably absorbed some of Perpetua's technological legacy.
Luthor threw a punch, and Brutus raised both arms to block it, only to be blasted hundreds of kilometers away in an instant. Yet after taking several axe blows, Luthor was completely unharmed. Not only was he still brimming with vitality, he seemed to grow more energized the longer he fought.
"Is that all? Is this the extent of your strength?" Blue lightning flared from the back of Luthor's armor as he chased after the blasted-away Brutus and taunted him without pause.