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“Hehe, it turns out that you will bleed too!” Bruce smiled hideously, and his body moved again, bursting with a speed that was extremely incongruous with his huge body.

Bang! Bang!

The fist rained down on Superman, and the tide of the battle was suddenly reversed, and Superman had no idea that he would really be beaten by Bruce Wayne one day.

“Bruce, stop…… You…… What have you done to yourself?!! why have you become like this?”

“I transplanted the cells of Doom Day!”

Bruce was getting faster and faster, he seemed to be intoxicated by this incomparable power, and when Superman heard the name of ‘Doom Day’, his face changed, and he scolded:

“You’re crazy! You’ve kept the cells of Doom Day, he will erode your will, take over your body, Bruce, you will be the next Doom Day!”

Superman tries to wake up his old friend.

However, Bruce was unimpressed: “No! Doom will never erode my will, I will always be me, but… I’m no longer Batman, I’m the Destroyer!”

The words fell, Batman… No, it should be said that it was the destroyer, who punched Superman through the chest and pinched the opponent’s heart in his hand.

“Now, who is the insignificant weakling, Clark?…… Clark, answer me!Who’s the weak??!”

The Destroyer frantically shook Superman’s shoulders, but never got a response.

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Superman uses all his strength, curling the corners of his mouth into a relieved smile, his gaze looking at the sky, as if expecting to be in another world, to be reunited with his beloved Louise.

“No! I won’t let you die! Clarke, stand up! Stand up, we’re not done!”

The Destroyer’s eyes were red, and he roared in rage, punching and slamming into Superman’s body, the earth trembling madly as the fist fell.

Behind the desperate Destroyer stepped a man in a tight black trench coat, his eyes locked in a ring of spiked metal, and the lower half of his face was pale, revealing a mouthful of brown fangs.

“Hahaha, well done, Bruce, isn’t it nice to listen to Clarke’s wails before he died? This hillbilly never knew we were awesome!”

The bone spurs on The Destroyer’s body gradually retracted into his body, and his body began to shrink, and it was not long before Bruce Wayne regained his appearance.

Only the arm, which had been burned off by Superman’s thermal vision, still had gray skin and bone spike claws.

“You’re… Joker?”

“Why does everyone Bruce Wayne who sees me recognize me as a clown?”

The Laughing Bat shrugged his shoulders, walked over to Bruce the Destroyer, put his hand on the other’s shoulder, and smiled:

“I’m not a clown, hehehe… Although I look a lot like him, but… I’m me, I’m just like you, I’m Bruce Wayne, Bruce Wayne from another universe, and I’m very similar to you!

Bruce the Destroyer frowned, he didn’t like to be hooked up, but the person in front of him gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

He could tell that this person was indeed another version of himself.