When Chaoying meets Little Siren

"That doesn't usually sound like a comment on you," Wonder Woman said cautiously.

She shifted her steps calmly, clenched her long sword tightly, and faced the Superman.

The Superman was obviously in a suspended posture, but his body seemed to be falling heavily. The red cloak covered half of his body with the muscles that could push the planet like water. She looked up at his jaw due to the perspective, and suddenly knew why this Superman was with him. Their superman is different.

Their Superman doesn't like to fly.

The big blue guy didn't like to get off the ground unnecessarily, even when he was in uniform. He was fed by the land, and the cornfields like the blue sea and the washed sky of Kansas raised the heroes of mankind.

But this Superman is not.

He lifted himself off the ground and looked down upon all beings.

pressure.

It was all she felt.

Given her strength and stance, she rarely feels overwhelmed, the only times being a controlled Superman and a controlled Superman.

But no matter which controlled superman is an empty puppet, a creature with power alone will not bring such a sense of oppression, his oppression is not his condescension or his power, but his... chaos .

He looked as if he had been broken and reassembled, some of the parts replaced by something more destructive, but also heavier, bulky and dull.

He is Superman, but not Superman.

They have encountered alliances from different worlds and even fought with them. They also fight for justice in most universes, so disputes with occasional misunderstandings do not last long.

But no superman from another world felt so oppressive to her.

"It's not a good time, another Diana."

Carl frowned.

This already showed where he came from.

Pretending to be the Superman of this world might be a good idea, but it wouldn't make sense in front of that merman.

"There's no conflict between us, I'm just dealing with conflict in our world, and it's none of your business."

He didn't want to anger Wonder Woman.

The space crossing he made using the machine developed by Batman consumed a lot of his physical strength, and he obviously felt physically exhausted.

The sun is about to set, and both the source of strength and the warm sunshine are gradually disappearing. This is really not a very good time.

He didn't really want to run afoul of Wonder Woman at this point.

"Looks like something happened to you."

Wonder Woman walks up to the mermaid, a move that has already made her stand.

She smelled fear, and she grieved for it.

Her friend shouldn't be the one to bring fear.

The mermaid was a little surprised.

She didn't have a good impression of Wonder Woman. Her expectation was to use the kryptonite in her body to weaken some of Superman's strength and anger Superman and let him get close.

She has almost lost the ability to move, but as long as he gets closer, she is still capable of fighting.

Don't forget, in addition to her razor-sharp claws, she also has her vocal cords.

She was prepared to fight alone, but Wonder Woman's position was unexpected.

Carl looked at Wonder Woman sullenly.

"Some...bad things."

He repeated inexplicably, the red and blue shadow rushed to the front of the mermaid, and his palm landed on the bloody neck.

Metal clank.

His palm was only half a centimeter away from the scale armor, and the opponent's sharp claws clasped his wrist tightly in an instant.

And Wonder Woman's sword staggered from his armor, pointing straight at his neck.

"A warning."

She was sullen, and her wrists were slightly numb from the impact of metals of comparable hardness. She was surprised at the hardness and toughness of his armor, and was even more angry at the involuntary hostile behavior of the other party.

It's because she is emotional, even if she has his appearance, this is not her friend.

The mermaid's claws were embedded in Karl's flesh and blood. With the strength of his closing hand, the mermaid twisted her flexible waist and turned her body, her arms tightly wrapped around his body, and the fins all over her body were driven into his waist by force. and neck, claws cut into his chest.

It's not easy cutting raw stone into a grown male, and it's even harder to drive kryptonite into Superman.

The resistance of that resistance drained the last of her strength.

The mermaid's claws were originally intended to target his eyes, the soft eyeballs leading straight to the brain, but restraining him in this position has consumed all her accumulated strength, and she couldn't even pull out the fin embedded in the opponent's muscles, and her eyes turned black , the force of the kryptonite fragments reacted and penetrated deeper into her wound, and she almost lost the strength to cry out in pain.

Completely using the body as a rope, sacrificial self-destruction.

Panting, she murmured, "It hurts, huh?"

Dizzy, she wrapped her arms around him, almost like a hug.

A bloody, malicious embrace.

Her head was resting on Superman's shoulder, and a breathy sound came out of her throat.

"Remember this fear, it's the fear you've put on every rebel, you've put it on Oliver, you've put it on Bruce..."

Her voice was barely audible.

"—on Jason."

She chuckled: "Are you afraid of death?"

Pain like a burning wound.

It's kryptonite.

Karl snorted, he was completely irritated, maybe it was the anger after being punctured bluntly, or maybe it was the pain that he hadn't seen for a long time rushed into his wound like lightning, and spread along his muscles.

Gritting his teeth and roaring, he squeezed the mermaid's shoulders, forcefully tore her off him, and threw her to the ground.

How does it feel to tear the caltrops from the flesh?

The moment it touches the ground is quiet.

The caltrops made of flesh and blood were smashed to pieces. She vaguely touched the tip of the claws and knew that at least three pieces of kryptonite were embedded in his chest.

She was lying on the ground, her mind was buzzing, and Wonder Woman was fighting him in her vision, and her tinnitus made her hear the sound of land as if she was underwater.

She swallowed hard.

Just a second.

She still couldn't hear the sound.

Kar-El was yelling something, and when it entered her ears, it turned into white noise like a screen TV. She remembered the first time she escaped from the institution, it was a thunderstorm day, and the room she fell into through the window Here, a boy sullenly holds the remote control and presses buttons on the Huaping TV in vain. After so many years, she can still remember the smell of mud washed by the thunderstorm that day and the smell of thick soup being stewed in that room. .

She was as miserable as a drowned rat, even wearing only a white dress like a hospital gown, her eyes stared blankly at the boy through the wet hair close to her forehead, every step she took left a wet footprint on the floor .

The sharp boy had already fished out the gun from under the couch.

"Who are you."

His voice possessed a calmness beyond his age, and it was completely impossible to see that he was still pressing the impossible button to change the channel in front of the TV a minute ago.

Perhaps facing a peer who is almost the same age as him, this caution is just right.

Huaping's TV was still buzzing, and during this confrontation, her stomach gurgled.

She sniffed and sniffed the sweet, food smell, like an uncivilized wolf cub, bared her teeth slightly at him, and her eyes gradually became firm.

Even without knowing what the piece of metal in his hand was, her scales had spread from her elbows to the tips of her claws.

The boy saw her intention and said cautiously, "One meal."

...and then a lot of meals.

That boy grew up later, and she struggled to gain a foothold in Gotham, from one-sided love to mutual love between them.

Until three years ago, when Superman killed the clown and declared his regime, the big boy refused to stand on any side, and parted ways with her, who hated coercive jurisdiction so much that she joined the rebel army.

Until a year ago, the big boy who was supposed to be on the same road as her and the rebels, in order to preserve her ability, covered her back.In the evening when the rebel army cleared the battlefield, she found half of the big boy's body cut off by the heat sight.

In the rain, the sound of the TV's blurred screen gradually faded away, and Kar-El's roar gradually became clearer in her ears.

"I didn't kill Bruce!"

The mermaid could hear again, and she smiled at it.

"Oh." She said casually.

The landmine buried under the soil layer was washed by the rain, revealing a blunt corner of the body.

She didn't want to make a sound anymore, and thought that this was almost good news.

She began to search for the mechanical rhythmic frequency of the Man of Steel.

She opened her mouth, but stopped.

... two sounds at the same frequency?

Even though it was weakened by kryptonite, the Kryptonian's strength was still not easy to catch. Wonder Woman crossed her arms to block the opponent's fist, and saw a red light brewing in his eyes.

A red and blue shadow collided with Wonder Woman's opponent, and the figure rushed out of a place without any display case, and knocked Kal-El into the wall.

The kryptonite had paled the face of the man who had dashed out, but it was still a face any resident of Metropolis would love to see.

"Sorry, Diana, I'm late. And sorry again for my meddling, but he looks like it should be my job." Without looking back, he yelled in frustration, punching the and The same face as myself.

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The author has something to say:

I have nothing to say qaq fighting scene is too difficult

There is another update in the evening to make up for yesterday's.

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