The world needs more heroes

Superman's voice was not high, and he still had the shortness of breath after a fierce battle. Almost in the next second, he rushed to the fallen Doomsday again. in the channel.

Finally Batman spoke up: "Flash, give the kryptonite to Wonder Woman."

Filomina has always been in the interior, while she was running, she fixed her gaze on the violent roar not far away.

Collapsed buildings accompanied by Doomsday and Superman crashed into the building pile repeatedly, stirring up smoke and dust all over the sky. In fact, Philomena could not see the situation in the smoke and dust at all.

The girl wanted to yell, but found that she was at a loss for words, and her slightly opened mouth did not achieve any purpose, and only ate a mouth full of ashes.

In Philomena's line of sight, Superman, who was marked as a teammate, had already appeared a warning cross with low blood volume, which meant that Superman was already seriously injured at the moment.

Even if he pretended to be nonchalant in the channel voice a few seconds ago, Philomena still knew.

She wants Superman not to be brave. There are so many superheroes on their side. Captain America with quadruple strength, Thor from Nordic mythology, and Wonder Woman from Greek demigod are all extremely good fighters.

But she couldn't speak.

The battle in front of him is simply not something that ordinary people can join. Each fist that is too fast carries the power to destroy the world. When it hits the opponent, the shock wave can even make Filo, who is trying his best to move forward. Mina was blown back a few steps, dense potholes appeared in her path, she knew that she couldn't do anything at all.

Just like back then.

No one but Superman can withstand the onslaught of Doomsday, maybe Wonder Woman's sword will bend in battle, Captain America's shield will shatter on impact, and Thor Mjolnir will not be able to withstand being too strong and Brute force.

It seems that after the detection of the Kryptonian element in Doomsday's body, only Superman can resist this monster.

The slanting sunset in the sky was covered by the smoke and dust, and the familiar scene brought Philomena closer to the memory.

"Hee hee hee -- Philomena is a big villain!" The crisp child's voice was like jingling bells, provoking Philomena's fragile nerves again and again.

The gloomy little girl was sitting in a corner holding a torn book, the small dress on her body had been patched a few times, and her long pure black hair covered all the emotions in her eyes.

Philomena is the most unlovable child in the New York City orphanage, of course, only among children.

Adults always like things that look delicate and cute. Even if the little girl is a little quieter, it's okay, and it's even better to discipline.

But the kids don't like her.

She is dark and withdrawn, holding a few books and huddling in the corner all day long. She is fair and clean but always covers her beautiful blue eyes with black hair.

Such a beautiful girl is very out of group, and even when other people are curious to look into her eyes, she beats them away with a heavy brick book in her hand.

They said she was a badass, a freak, thrown here two days after she was born, a little monster that no one wanted from head to toe.

Children’s words are always sincere and vicious. Philomena has long learned to shut herself in the world of books. She likes to watch King Arthur’s rise and fall, the heroic and tragic life of the saint, and the arrogant man. Meet a biased woman.

There is no hustle and bustle in the book, only herself.

The children screamed and ran amok in the yard: "Philomena is a freak!"

But the real freak is about to fall from the sky.

The sonic boom in the sky suddenly exploded, and the old glass of the orphanage shattered in the shock. Philomena huddled in the corner of the wall in horror, clutching the "Knights of the Round Table" tightly in her hands. The shattered glass made it impossible to even get out.

Now it's play time in the orphanage, and all the children except Philomena happily ran to the yard to play, so they were not trapped in the house like Philomena when disaster struck.

Screams came in from the shattered window, Philomena let out a short cry, and the little girl who had never seen this scene leaned against the wall again, as if the hard and thick wall behind her could give Her enormous sense of security.

"Boom!" Something smashed into the ground outside, and the whole building was shaken by the shock wave.

"Save, save, me." Philomena's tone was filled with fear, and the little girl felt as if her throat was locked, and she couldn't make any sound.

Fear and fear swept almost all of Philomena's senses, and the already quiet and gloomy little girl couldn't even yell at this moment.

The sound outside gradually died down, and Philomena clearly heard someone loudly asking the director of the orphanage: "Are all the children here? We are going to evacuate!"

The dean's grandfather looked around anxiously, and then replied firmly: "The children are all outside, hurry up, those monsters are coming back!"

wrong.

No, no!

she is here!She is clearly still here!Still in the house!

The sound of the police siren gradually faded away, the light of hope slowly faded from Philomena's blue eyes, and the afternoon sun shone in through the broken window without any concealment, falling on the ground like every ordinary day. afternoon.

But the bone-piercing coolness slowly climbed up Philomena's body from the spinal cord. She shouldn't have known the age of death, but because she was precocious and independent, she knew what it was early on.

No one came to rescue her.

she will die.

In the orphanage, there was a child who was separated from his parents when he was a child. After a few years, he was hugged tightly by the parents who finally found him. They cried bitterly in the yard. Crawled all over the face.

From the moment she witnessed that scene, Philomena secretly expected that she might also be separated from her parents due to unavoidable reasons.

They will find it.

As the days passed, Philomena sat in the corner where she could see the yard and the gate the most, reading books that were too boring for other children, but put all her hopes on this ridiculous assumption middle.

Just when Philomena was trapped in the house and couldn't get out, and couldn't escape, a group of burning objects flew from the sky outside the window, like a shooting star, across the sky. Heading towards the direction of the orphanage.

In Philomena's eyes, the small circle became bigger and bigger, and when it was about to hit the orphanage, it was already a huge ball of fire.

"Boom!" The sound of the fireball landing was like a heavy hammer hitting the little girl's heart. The wall behind her began to crack slowly, and Philomena's pupils shrank slightly. The ground shattered sharply, and fled out the door with a pair of bare feet in a panic.

The little feet that stepped on the sharp glass were dripping with blood, and the overwhelmed wall behind him gave a final groan and fell down.

What does it feel like to die?In fact, Philomena herself did not know.

When she was hit by the concrete wall, she seemed to hear the sound of bones shattering, and the sharp glass pierced into her forearm protecting her chest. Almost at the moment of falling, the huge pain made Philome Na fainted.

In order to protect itself, the human body usually sets an upper limit of pain tolerance. When the pain exceeds the upper limit, it will faint. This is the insurance that human beings give themselves.

Every tiny breath brought a piercing pain, and not long after she fainted from the pain, Philomena woke up again.

The sharp pain pierced into her bone marrow, and Philomena felt as if her whole body had been pierced. Bean-sized teardrops slid from the girl's blood-stained face, dripped onto the ground, and were condensed by the tiles. , like a red gem, shaking tremblingly in the wind.

The wind blowing towards him seemed to have a bloody smell, or maybe the blood flowing from his body interfered with his sense of smell.

It doesn't matter what it is, being pressed by the broken cement block, Philomena's lower body has already started to go numb, and the bare soles of the feet are pierced with countless wounds by the transparent broken glass, even if they don't move, they will sharpen their pain nerve.

She suddenly remembered the superheroes that those idiots touted: "Look! Batman's latest accessories! I cleaned the toilet for two months before I exchanged it with Grandpa Dean!"

"What's that! I have Superman's signature here! Last time he helped me save the kitten on the tree!"

"Is it really useful to call Superman? Will he really fly over right away?" Jenny, the most cheerful little girl in the orphanage, blinked her warm brown eyes and asked curiously.

"Of course! Superman will come!"

Just these few words fell into little Philomena's ears like life-saving straws. She twitched her fingers slightly, and suddenly sharp pain rushed from her fingertips to her brain again. She opened her mouth tremblingly, and finally With a slightly crying voice, he shouted: "Help me──"

"Superman!"

is that a bird

Is that a plane?

No, neither.

Red and blue pierced the distant sky like a hot knife cutting through butter, and there was even a faint sound explosion in the air, and the god on earth who had only seen it in newspapers appeared in less than a second In the courtyard of the orphanage, Philomena didn't even need to call out to see where the little girl was.

"There are still young children in the orphanage! Repeat! There are still young children in the orphanage!" Superman pressed his communicator: "It is only eight years old by visual inspection, and there is no clearance here. Batman, it cannot be used as a battlefield."

Philomena didn't remember the actual conversation very clearly. The massive blood loss made the little girl dizzy.

Wearing a red cloak, the god on earth passed through the shattered glass lightly without causing any secondary damage. He gently lifted the cement block pressing on Philomena with one hand and put it aside, then squatted down, gently Touched Philomena on the head: "You are very brave—"

"The girl is seriously injured and cannot move casually, and needs medical assistance!" Philomena couldn't hear the next words clearly, only the face carved by God, which looked like God, was clearly reflected In the eyes of the little girl.

From that day on, Philomena revised her wish.

"Boom!" The huge roar brought Philomena back from her old memories. Superman was thrown viciously into a roadside coffee shop by Doomsday. He jumped up from the ground, and was about to jump towards Superman who had fallen into the ruins and was still unable to move.

Philomena's pupils narrowed slightly, the angel staff in her hand disappeared, and a small impact gun appeared in Philomena's palm.

[Angel Shock Gun] is a pistol that allows angels as assistants to use it for self-defense. The damage is not high, and the trajectory is slightly delayed. Simply put, it is not a means of attack at all.

The impact gun in Philomena's hand hit Doomsday's head, and instantly attracted Doomsday's attention. The monster turned around in the air, ignoring Newton's coffin, and headed towards Philo. Mina rushed over.

"Roar—" The roar still smelled of blood, and the cumbersome Doomsday moved extremely fast, and the moment Philomena blinked, it had already rushed in front of her.

The only thing that caught Philomena's eyes was the huge fangs that smelled of blood.

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