American comics: Start by copying Superman’s talents

"boom!"

Hot grenade fragments spattered, the originally flat road shattered, and cement flew in all directions.

The strong smell of gunpowder filled the land, and the pungent smell of gunpowder hit your nostrils.

Choking gray smoke floated, and from the thick smoke, Holly shouted at the top of her voice: "Knell, that thing is behind!"

"Shu~"

Along with the man's roar, an afterimage passed quietly behind the two of them, kicking up a large amount of wind, waves and dust.

"I heard it." Deathstroke held two guns and pulled the trigger without even looking back.

The muzzle of the gun spits out flames, the barrel of the gun roars and roars, and the bullets pouring out are like streaks of light streaking through the air, creating waves of air ~

"Da da da~"

A series of bullets shot out like afterimages, leaving bullet holes of varying depths on the road.

"No." Deathstroke fired his gun to drive the terrifying monster away from the two of them, while shouting at his companion Holly: "That thing is too fast, and the bullets can't catch up with it."

The man squinted his only eye, and images he had seen before flashed through his mind.

Ever since the giant wolf attacked, those smart wolf eyes had been deeply engraved in Deathstroke's mind.

Deathstroke speculated that the ridiculously large creature probably had considerable intelligence, and its purpose of dealing with them might just be to consume the two's physical strength.

Although Deathstroke has extremely strong physical strength and fighting skills, this does not mean that his physical abilities are endless.

"Holly, withdraw from the battlefield." A flash of determination flashed in Deathstroke's eyes. He threw away the firearm in his hand and drew out the two blades behind him.

"I understand."

Dongqing didn't hesitate, put her hands on the ground and rolled away into the jungle in the opposite direction to the mine.

"Beast, get out and face me."

After Holly left, Deathstroke completely lost his restraints and stood with his swords crossed in front of him.

"roar~"

A low and hoarse cry came from the surrounding smoke.

Deathstroke turned his head, but the creature was too fast and he couldn't even capture its position.

"No, I need to change my approach." Thoughts flashed through Deathstroke's mind, and he simply closed the other eye, giving up vision to enhance his hearing.

He heard huge creatures running around him, and he heard the "sizzling" sound of claws crossing the road.

Time passed minute by minute, and Deathstroke was as motionless as a calm and experienced hunter, just closing his one eye tightly, as if just waiting.

Until, the monster that was originally running suddenly burst into rapid speed.

"Shh!"

It was like a violent hurricane rushing towards us, and the rushing waves hitting the rocks.

A slightly fishy smell hit his face, and at the same moment, Deathstroke suddenly opened his eyes, and a fierce light flashed through his remaining one eye.

Above the broad wolf claws are sharp claws glowing with cold light.

The place where it landed was Deathstroke's legs. If hit by this sharp claw, it would be dead or disabled.

A broken thigh will constantly spurt out blood, and excessive blood loss can lead to fainting and coma.

At the critical moment, amid the lightning and thunder, the death knell rang!

"Shh!"

Bend your legs slightly and immediately leap into the air.

Deathstroke jumped over, using his waist and abdomen to dodge the wolf claws. The samurai sword held in both hands turned into a sharp boning knife, and suddenly pierced the wolf claws from top to bottom!

"Pfft!"

The sharp knife made of mithril steel blade cut through the wolf's skin and penetrated the flesh until the tip of the knife collided with the wolf bone in the wolf's claw and became embedded in it, unable to be pulled out.

"Roar!" The intense pain caused the giant wolf to look up to the sky and howl, and the blood spurted from the wounds on its flesh spilled onto the road.

The giant wolf was in pain. It kept jumping up and down and writhing in an attempt to throw the human off its claws, while opening its mouth to bite the death knell.

But the mercenaries who have experienced many battles know how to deal with this beast. While constantly dodging to avoid the bite of the sharp teeth, they also do not forget to swing the other blade in their hands to pierce the giant wolf's body.

Stab in, draw the knife, thrust in again.

As Deathstroke continued to repeat his movements, the wounds on the giant wolf's fur body continued to increase with each swing of the knife.

Blood slid down the wound, staining the red fur and dripping onto the ground.

Under Deathstroke's "action" of bloodletting, the giant wolf's movements, which were originally struggling wildly, became increasingly sluggish.

The pool of blood on the ground that formed a stream proved that the blood lost by this giant beast had accumulated to a terrifying level.

Shaking, limbs weak.

As the blade was pulled out from the giant wolf's wound again, the white wolf could no longer sustain such serious injuries and collapsed.

"Wow~"

Deathstroke kicked the giant beast's forelimb, and then landed on the ground in a graceful manner. The eyes under the mask were full of cold expressions.

"It has ended."

Deathstroke waved his hand behind him, and soon, with the roar of the off-road vehicle, Holly drove the off-road vehicle to the side of the road.

Jumping out of the car, Dongqing rubbed her sweaty long hair and looked at the giant wolf lying on the roadside with lingering fear: "God, I almost thought you would be seriously injured by it and then go crazy."

Yes, just like Clark is afraid of kryptonite, Deathstroke's shortcomings are equally obvious: when the injury he suffers exceeds the limit of the self-healing factor, the man will lose his mind and become a bloodthirsty and cruel crazy beast.

To use vernacular to describe it, it’s like the san value is crazy.

"There are naturally specialized ways to deal with creatures that are larger than yourself." Death Knell knocked on his temple: "Master the skills, analyze the methods, and stay rational, then the so-called difficulties will no longer exist."

Dongqing nodded in agreement, glanced at the giant wolf on the roadside and said, "What should we do next? Drag this monster to deal with it?"

Deathstroke didn't speak, just looked at the giant wolf that was weak and collapsed on the roadside.

The body trembled and the claws trembled.

Like a deflated balloon, or like a vacuum baggage being squeezed by compressed air, the sharp claws of its limbs contracted, and its body and wolfish face twisted and changed.

As Dongqing gasped in shock, the ferocious and terrifying wolf before gradually transformed into a dishonest young girl.

"It's a woman?" Dongqing's eyes widened and she rubbed her eyes as if she couldn't believe it.

"Yes, this monster was transformed from a human."

Compared to Holly's surprise, Deathstroke seemed very calm.

As a well-informed mercenary, Deathstroke has been traveling around for many years, so he is not too surprised by humans who can transform into giant wolves.

"Put a coat on her and put her in the car, and we can do business."

Deathstroke sheathed her sword and was about to leave when a figure suddenly rushed out of the forest.

The panting Clark gasped for air, fighting back the fatigue and thirst in his body. The boy's eyes scanned the messy road, as well as Deathstroke and Holly with cold expressions on their faces.

Until Clark's eyes fell on Keira, who was naked and covered in blood.

"boom!"

Clark felt a "boom" in his brain, and a bunch of age-restricted plots quickly appeared in his mind.

The big boy clenched his fists angrily and stared at Deathstroke's orange-black mask. His voice was low, as if it contained endless anger: "What did you do to her!"