Chapter 296 Energy Siphon
Chapter 296 Energy Siphon
Chapter 296 Energy Siphon
Soon, the meteor fell to the ground, and the once gleaming all-metal surface under the sunlight suddenly became dark and indistinct.
Loki, the future god-king, commanded the Ultron robots to go to the impact site to check the situation. The images that were quickly transmitted back made him gasp for breath and almost faint.
A Kryptonian, an unknown monster, and a mortal whose entire body is green.
If Loki were to use the process of elimination to make a guess, the one in the middle would probably be the Crab of the Gift. How come it wasn't killed by Ultron 30k?
Loki didn't leave early; he transformed into a speck of cosmic dust, hiding in the heavens as Ultron 30K analyzed the Kryptonians' weaknesses, and only left after the victory was already decided.
How come now these three are still alive and kicking, while Ultron 30k is gone?
His original plan was to wait until Ultron 30K and Superman were both badly injured and returned to the future base with broken bodies, so that he could stab them in the back and inherit all their assets.
All his preparations were based on dealing with a robot that knew nothing about magic. He had only prepared one table of food, but now three tables of people had arrived. What was he going to do?
That's easy to handle, of course.
After calming his flustered state, a distraught Loki discovered that the three uninvited guests were locked in a fierce battle, or more precisely, two of them were fighting against the remaining one.
From Loki's perspective, as a spellcaster raised by witches since childhood, it looks more like two sane people ganging up on a dreamwalker.
The creature in the center, covered in bone spurs, was unconscious and acted entirely on instinct; its owner was still in a deep sleep and had not yet woken up.
Hidden in the shadows, Loki analyzed the situation and used his clever mind to try and find an opportunity to reap the benefits:
How can we make them both suffer heavy losses?
Just as Loki said, Joey had indeed fallen back into the origin dream of Doomsday, an endless cycle of death.
The difference is that this dream cycle is not like the previous ones; it is incredibly fast.
Bertron's death experiments were conducted at ten times or even a hundred times the speed.
The experimental subject was no longer an infant, but a being that had grown strong enough from the incubation chamber. The spacecraft was launched again and again, and the doomsday lasted longer and longer in the outside world. Until one ordinary day, the elderly Bertron woke up from his sleep and, as usual, asked the three-shift experimental personnel how things were going.
"Everything is normal—or rather, everything is abnormal?"
The researchers, sensing something amiss, gave him an answer completely different from their previous ones: "It's been a long time since the last launch, and he's still alive."
"...Still alive?" Bertron, who was used to hearing news of his test subjects' deaths, paused for a moment, then nodded mechanically: "Continue to observe."
Sunrise and sunset, the red sun and the two moons of Krypton rapidly alternate in the sky, until two years later.
"Wake up, Manager Bertron!"
The red sun rose again that day, and Bertron, still asleep, was awakened by the researchers: "We've found him!"
Doomsday is now like a wild animal protagonist in a nature documentary, active in its territory called Krypton.
In order not to disturb the other party and thus interfere with the experimental results, the camera could not capture his figure at all times.
Doomsday, which is usually nocturnal in Krypton's harsh environment, has now appeared openly in the wild.
As his body aged and he could no longer straighten his back, Bertron felt a pang of regret. He had spent his entire life on this desolate planet.
We're finally about to achieve our ultimate goal!
He quickly instructed his assistant to operate the sensing instruments:
"Quickly, conduct a scan of the entire planet!"
The scan results shocked Bertron and all the researchers present. The entire planet no longer showed any signs of complex life. In order to achieve its original purpose, Doomsday had wiped out all those extremely dangerous beasts.
Having lost its target, it finally stopped hiding.
"It's a success!"
Overjoyed, Bertron almost cried. He had spent his entire life creating the perfect ultimate life form. "He neither breathes nor eats, he has no tissues or organs and no bodily fluids, he is almost entirely solid inside and out, and he survives solely on the solar energy he stores. If necessary, he can store solar energy for a thousand years."
"He can survive in any environment and destroy all living things. If he encounters a creature stronger than himself and is killed, he will be resurrected and evolve into an even stronger being! He truly is—"
Through the scanner, Bertron gazed at the Doomsday, over three meters tall, covered in pale bone spurs, poised to devour anyone at any moment, standing motionless under the red sun, and felt a deep sense of awe.
"beautiful!"
"We need to find a way to wake Yang Yi!"
Batman now understands how things have developed to this point, and he also knows the core logic behind Doomsday.
At this point, he finally understood why Joey, this superhuman, had such abnormal resistance to kryptonite and magical weapons, but the answer was useless now.
Doomsday doesn't have any so-called consciousness. Its existence in Joey is perhaps more like a conditioned reflex, like striking someone's knee tendon and causing them to kick involuntarily. Killing Superman will cause Doomsday to reshape itself.
However, a knee-jerk reflex kick is at most a kick to the doctor, but when Doomsday is triggered and it reshapes itself, its destructive instincts usually make the process terrifying and bizarre.
"What should we do?"
As she spoke, Kara punched Doomsday in the face again. With her energy fully restored, the force of her punch was so great that the aftershocks of the punch caused the entire seemingly indestructible mechanical planet to tremble slightly.
After Doomsday roared, it immediately retaliated with its heat vision, which Kara dodged, and then completely annihilated a large group of Ultron drones that were watching from the air.
"You can't wake someone up by hitting them on the head!"
Although Kara, locked in combat with Doomsday, was still managing to exchange blows with him with ease, in Batman's eyes, Kara's life was already as fragile as a candle in the wind, and she might be extinguished at any moment.
"Stop attacking him, defend!"
Batman had more experience dealing with Doomsday than anyone else present; he could even say that no one, not even the Kryptonians, knew more about Doomsday than he did.
The rebuilt Doomsday is rapidly evolving towards its final form, and Kara's attacks are essentially recharging it.
Batman's suspicions about Doomsday's state were quickly confirmed. After forcing Kara back by swinging the bone spurs on his wrist, Doomsday took a deep breath: "Hoo."
The Fire Sun doesn't need to breathe; this action is merely a remnant biological instinct left over from the evolutionary process. What it needs for deep breathing is energy.
With that deep breath, the final stage of evolution began. The energy lines that were transmitting electricity around them instantly dimmed, and the metal floor that had been shining and heating under their feet was suddenly covered with frost. Even the sunlight in the sky dimmed considerably.
Kara felt that most of the energy emanating from her cells and forming her biofield was stripped away in that instant, causing her to experience a brief feeling of weakness.
"Oh no!"
Batman recognizes this fading halo as Doomsday's final preparations for entering the spore stage.
That one breath created an energy vacuum covering hundreds of miles, and the next few siphons will only be more intense.
These energies do not disappear into thin air; they are transferred, and their final destination is naturally the culprit that caused all of this—Doomsday.
Doomsday's bone spikes are gradually falling off, and its originally huge and robust body is gradually shrinking, beginning to resemble Superman. But this does not mean the end of this nightmare. On the contrary, the surge in the strength of its bio-field only signifies the beginning of a new phase.
Doomsday spore stage.
Batman's ring burned eternally, and a dazzling beam of will shot from his hand, covering the surrounding sky and the entire earth in a hemispherical shape.
His only consolation was that the battle hadn't taken place on a thriving planet, but on this entirely mechanical one; otherwise, that first energy drain alone would have been enough to wither and kill almost half of the plants in the ecosystem.
The sunlight in the sky dimmed again, a sign that Doomsday's energy siphon had been reactivated.
Soon, the energy siphon will no longer be interrupted, and the Doomsday, having plundered enough energy, will evolve to its final stage and begin spreading spores to replicate itself.
This is an outcome that no one wants to see.
"I have an idea!"
Now that things had come to this point, Kara could no longer hold back. She did have some means to stop the situation from worsening, but she couldn't implement them because a crucial element was missing:
"But I need a weapon that can hurt him."
"I see."
Batman knew Kara was asking herself that question.
He reached for his waist and pulled out an item that he had carried with him almost every day since he met Joey:
"Try this."
novelno