The Angel of Flesh outside the window didn't care about the departing boy, its sculptural face still had no expression on it, and certainly no eyes that could move.But Superman could feel that the other party was looking at him, and his gaze was full of an indescribable emotion.Like greed, like hunger, like pity, like pleasure.This made Clark shake his head, he pulled his legs out of the slab, and thought that he might be crazy, and actually read the emotion in the face of a sculpture?
Soaring into the air, his fists slammed into his opponent's chest, and he prepared to slam the strange sculpture into the sky before the battle would spread to the city he loved so much.Of course, there is also his home, even if the bedroom has been destroyed, then try to save the living room.Journalists' salaries aren't that high, and it would be a bit of a pain if the sofa and TV were scrapped in the ensuing battle.However, he found himself underestimating the enemy, and in the past he was always invincible when he raised his fists above his head and hit the enemy like a torpedo.But tonight, when his fists touched the enemy's body, they sank into the flowing flesh of the opponent slightly, and then his strength was neutralized.He looked up in surprise at the other party's face, but the statue's face did not change, and the next second, the flesh monster raised its arm, and the fist that flowed like liquid slammed into Superman's belly.With just one punch, Superman finds himself on the moon and embedded in a crater.Not far away is the ruins of the Justice League Lookout, which I repaired the last time I put together a bat on the moon.Thinking of this, Superman quickly shook his head, he had already discovered that his thinking was uncontrollable.Obviously, he was fighting the enemy, and the battle situation was very bad, but his brain was uncontrollably thinking of other things.TV couch, Bat Moon, and now I'm starting to think about whether my cloak is flat."
Vomit" He bent down and spit out a mouthful of blood, and the hot feeling instantly permeated the entire esophagus, but in the next second, he unconsciously began to think about whether he was ugly now.The strange flesh statue appeared in front of him again, silently and suddenly, as light as if it had slipped from space."
What the hell are you monster?!"
Superman relies on a biological force field and can speak and breathe freely in a vacuum."
I'm 'Mother', Superman Clark, your other mother gave you life, and I'll take it back."
The strange statue spoke, speaking standard London English, but there was no movement on its angelic face, and the sound seemed to come from its wriggling fleshy body."
You've tarnished the term, monster."
Clark took a deep breath and picked himself up as he left the moon and headed for the other side of Earth, as he needed to soak up the sun to keep his combat endurance alive.Although he said that the enemy had defiled the word mother, Clark had to admit that this opponent was strangely powerful and belonged to the type of attack that was incomprehensible.He could feel that the opponent's attack should not hurt him, but he could ignore his own defense with every attack.The force of the blow it just now was not enough to hit itself from the Earth to the Moon, at least not with that much force, it was more like knocking itself into a space tunnel, falling directly from one end to the other.Superman had never encountered such an enemy, and he didn't even think that such a thing would exist in the wizarding world because it was too unreasonable."
I'm not a monster, I'm a mother."
The statue floated beside him, stretching out two arms as if it was about to hug Superman, but in the next moment it grabbed him by the neck.The feeling of these two tentacles is like a symbiosis of the death knell, soft, sticky, and able to flow and deform.Superman's brain began to associate uncontrollably again, he thought of the octopus from the symbiote of the death knell, and then naturally remembered that Japanese cuisine was in trouble, he understood that this was some kind of ability of the enemy, but he couldn't control how his brain should think, like.
It's like you're no longer yourself.He grabbed the hand that was choking his neck and wrestled with the strange statue, but brute force was really hard to tear a cloud of liquid, and he could pull the other's arms as long as spaghetti, but he couldn't tear them off or break the other's claws off his neck.All kinds of inexplicable thoughts began to pop up in his brain again, and his mind began to run wild uncontrollably, but because of the rare feeling of suffocation, the redness in front of his eyes made Superman think that he could still use his hot gaze.By the way, this time the brain finally thinks of something useful.Clark spewed beams of light out of his eyes, hitting the statue's angelic eyes directly.However, the two red rays of light were like stones sinking into the sea, and the other party's face was covered with a ripple-like texture, and he was not hurt at all."
Sleep, sleep in my arms, Mother loves you."
The statue said in a hoarse male voice, and its hands pinched Superman's neck harder.It's obviously the face of a female angel, why is it a male voice?
Superman began to think crankily again, and as soon as he wandered, the firing of his hot gaze was cut off, so that the other man's face suddenly approached him, almost as if he wanted to put their mouths together."
No, never!"
At such a time, Clark seems to have awakened in a trance, he is Carl El, the son of Krypton, a member of the Justice League, and he will never give up hope!
He slammed his head into the other's head, and although it still didn't do any effective damage, it caused some changes in the trajectory of the two of them.Now the two of them are like entangled two-tailed comets, circling the equator of the Earth, and soon, they will come to the sunny side of the Earth.When the time comes, Superman feels like he can do a sunbath and have a drink and then .
He woke up suddenly, because his brain was out of control just now, he had never experienced such a battle, and the other party seemed to be controlling his thoughts.Replace those thoughts in battle with useless thoughts, and even use strange attitudes to make yourself lose your fighting spirit.What kind of monster is this?
Can you really win it?"
Hoo !!"
Reinvigorated, Superman, with his willpower and fighting instincts, unleashed another attack, blowing extremely cold air towards his enemies.Of course, the other party can move freely in space, and the low temperature may not be effective, but if the air flow mixed with ice crystals can obstruct its view, maybe.
Still a chance?
(End of chapter)