A dark red meteor hurtled through the desolate vacuum of space.
The enormous star, burning with endless light and heat, continued to grow larger in Chen Mo's vision.
He caught up with the Devastator that had been knocked away, extended his right hand, which had transformed into sharp claws, grabbed the Devastator's bony nape, and swung it forward again with force.
The two plunged headfirst into the corona of the sun's surface like two meteorites.
A sea of plasma fire, reaching temperatures of over a million degrees Celsius, swept across the surrounding area.
The blinding light is enough to burn out the optic nerve of any ordinary living being.
This had absolutely no effect on the two freaks who were already at war.
The Devastator's Doomsday Cells had long been adapted to extreme environments at the stellar level.
The broken, grayish-white bone armor on his body melted under the high temperature, and then the outer skin was reconstructed into a super-heavy heat-resistant shell with a dark golden luster.
His thick carapace stretched his body to be a full size larger.
Chen Mo did not feel any discomfort; in fact, he began to absorb the energy of the star.
The Blacklight Virus on his body became extremely active under the stimulation of the extreme heat, constantly wriggling and intertwining.
Chen Mo grinned maliciously, cracked his knuckles, and swung a straight punch, smashing it squarely into the face of the Devastator.
The immense force shattered the dark golden new bone armor, forcefully blasting the behemoth deeper into the sun.
Here, the intensity of radiation and the density of matter are ridiculously high.
The area around the two of them completely transformed into a vast ocean of fire composed of liquid plasma.
The Devastator let out a hoarse roar.
The dented bones in his chest cracked again, and the muscles in his limbs swelled up like balloons, their hardness increasing to another level under Chen Mo's relentless assault.
This was his sixth deep physical evolution in this battle.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he charged towards Chen Mo, stepping on the churning plasma.
With his broad arms outstretched, bone spurs, like a row of sharp serrations, sliced through the sea of plasma fire in front of him, attempting to grab and strangle Chen Mo.
But this struggle seemed utterly ridiculous to Chen Mo.
Chen Mo gathered his strength and charged directly at the giant bone claw that was slashing down from the opponent.
His right arm liquefied and deformed, transforming into a long, narrow, dark red Glaive, which slashed diagonally upwards.
This effortless strike severed one of the Devastator's thick arms.
The cut is as smooth as a mirror.
Those dark gold heat-resistant shells that should have been impregnable were as fragile as frozen tofu in front of the Blacklight that transformed into Glaive.
Before the Devastator could even adjust his stance, Chen Mo had already kicked him in the stomach.
The ferocious straight kick pierced through the Devastator's abdominal defenses.
At the same time, Chen Mo raised his left hand and shot out more than a dozen extremely thin Blacklight tendrils, which pulled the severed arm into his body and devoured it completely in the blink of an eye.
New fragments of the Doomsday gene are constantly being disassembled and reassembled deep within his cells.
A large clump of dark gray flesh sprouted from the Devastator's wounds, attempting to form stronger defensive plates.
But Chen Mo gave the other party absolutely no time to breathe.
The Glaive liquefied again, reforming into a giant viral hammer covered in barbs, which it slammed down on the writhing bud.
The shockwaves of shattered flesh and bone traveled along the plasma flow, causing the entire sun to shudder.
The Devastator's chest cavity was completely crushed, and his newly emerging evolved organs, along with his viscera, turned into a bloody pulp.
He is evolving.
But Chen Mo's evolution speed was far, far faster than his.
The heat and nuclear fusion energy inside the star, enough to melt stars, are being devoured and absorbed by the Blacklight Virus, repeatedly raising the panel data of Chen Mo's clone.
Chen Mo stood on the mangled chest of the Devastator, looking down at the bloodshot eyes filled with disbelief.
Is that all you're capable of?
Chen Mo smiled mockingly, raised his finger, which was wreathed in Blacklight, and stabbed it into the Devastator's eye socket as if piercing through a window.
A large amount of Blacklight Virus was injected into the Devastator's brain through his fingertips, greedily tearing at his central nervous system.
What should have been a clash of titans between two monsters has now degenerated into a one-sided execution.
No matter what new defensive structures the Devastator grows, Chen Mo will destroy and devour them completely in the next second with even more violent methods.
A gush of dark purple blood rolled from the Devastator's throat, his limbs convulsed violently, and he was completely powerless to resist.
At the same time.
A distant, unknown dimension.
The air was thick with the suffocating stench of blood.
A huge light screen floats in the center of the hall, clearly projecting the one-way crushing force deep within the sun.
The Devastator was shattered time and time again, evolved time and time again, and was then more brutally torn into pieces.
Several extremely dangerous figures stood around.
These nightmare monsters from the Dark Multiverse were all silent at this moment.
The atmosphere in the main hall was so deathly silent that it was almost suffocating.
Dawnbreaker stared at the Devastator on the screen, who was being torn apart like rotten flesh, and wiped the sweat from his brow.
Red Death crossed his arms over his chest, his chest heaving, and unconsciously swallowed.
The Merciless gripped the Sword of the God of War at his waist, staring intently at the light screen, his face ashen.
Just now, Chen Mo in the scene transformed into a giant mouth full of sharp teeth and bit off half of the Devastator's head.
That the Devastator, who claimed to be invincible in hand-to-hand combat and capable of single-handedly wearing down the entire Justice League, couldn't even manage a basic counterattack before being devoured by Chen Mo like a meat bun.
After an unknown amount of time, the silence was broken by the urgent scraping sound of metal boots.
The Merciless turned his gaze away, staring at the direction above the steps, his tone filled with undisguised frustration.
"You went through all that trouble to send him there, just to watch him get beaten to death by that monster like a dog?"
The cold, questioning echoed continuously in the empty hall.
The gazes of the several variant Batman lurking in the shadows all turned to the throne in the center.
The thin figure sitting deep in the shadows stirred.
He wore a spiked metal mask, and his pale skin was stained with eerie blood.
Faced with the Merciless questioning filled with anger, he not only did not get angry, but instead let out an extremely grating, eerie laugh.
The laughter grew louder and more unrestrained, eventually escalating into a maniacal, mad laugh that even caused the Merciless to unconsciously take a half-step back.
The Batman Who Laughs slowly rose from the empty steps, stepping on the dried bloodstains on the ground, and walked straight to the front of the light screen.
He raised his pale, slender finger and gently touched Chen Mo's figure on the screen.
What's the rush?
The Batman Who Laughs split open its bright red lips, revealing a mouthful of gleaming white teeth. The half of its face beneath the eyepatch exuded a madness that made the other Dark Knights deeply fearful.
"Let him eat a little more; our bridge will be finished soon."