At the very center of the battlefield, Clark, surrounded by six Doomsdays, was like a punching bag; even his Steel Body couldn't withstand such a beating.
The terrifying sounds transformed into rolling sound waves, impacting the dual defenses of everyone's body and mind.
After seeing this scene, countless people fleeing for their lives became even more terrified.
"Even Superman can't defeat those monsters? Who else can save us?"
This was a desperate thought that surfaced in the minds of all Metropolis citizens.
Facing a one-sided beating, Clark had thought of fighting back, but two fists are no match for four hands, and each of these hands was no weaker than his.
Therefore, his counterattack had no room to be effective.
The Doomsdays seemed to have grown tired of playing; they pulled at Clark's body from several different directions, as if to tear him into pieces.
Just then, seven figures in black combat suits descended from the sky, led by Zod.
The Doomsdays' movements paused slightly; their destruction-driven brains sensed an even more repulsive aura.
Instantly, they threw Clark aside like trash, then unanimously charged towards Zod.
Seeing this, with Fiora as the representative, the other few quickly moved, each picking an opponent and engaging in battle.
As elite Kryptonian warriors who had undergone countless training and real combat, the instinct to fight was already etched into their genes, and with their advanced genes, they almost suppressed the Doomsdays within a few rounds.
"Are we going to be saved? Who are they? Are they sent by Lord God to save us?"
Seeing this situation, a glimmer of hope suddenly arose in the hearts of the desperate people.
"General Zod, thank you for saving us!"
At this moment, Clark, having disengaged from the battlefield and regained some strength, for the first time uttered the title General Zod.
He knew very well in his heart that if Zod hadn't appeared, he might have truly been torn into several pieces just now!
"You should be thanking Lord God. If it weren't for the fact that you are also a subject of Lord God, I wouldn't care about your life or death."
Zod showed disdain for Clark's gratitude; his eyes remained fixed on the battle scene from beginning to end.
He felt very satisfied seeing his subordinates completely suppress each Doomsday; these forbidden monsters, once sealed away, were not unconquerable in front of them now.
At this moment, Clark, after a brief adjustment, already wanted to return to the battlefield, but Zod stopped him!
"Kal-El, now you will see the gap between you and my battle-hardened warriors; what we have experienced is not comparable to your farm work."
Zod looked down on all of Clark's current actions; he simply did not possess the qualities to carry the hope of Kryptonian, it seemed his old friend had truly miscalculated!
Seeing Zod say this, Clark did not retort; after glancing at the battlefield, he turned his attention to the suffering civilians.
Suddenly, he understood that perhaps there were more important things waiting for him to do than fighting.
Because under the furious battle between a group of Kryptonian warriors and Doomsdays, the surrounding buildings were easily shattered like tofu.
The fate of those who couldn't escape was imaginable.
Just a simple collision, the impact generated was enough to crush a person into dust.
So, Clark at this time activated his X-ray vision, quickly traversing through the ruins, searching for living beings.
"Hmph!"
Regarding Clark's actions, Zod merely snorted coldly and paid no further attention.
As the battle continued, Zod's initial satisfaction with his warriors quickly froze on his face.
The reason Doomsday could be called one of the most perfect killing tools in the Multiverse was not its initial combat power.
As time passed, the Doomsdays had begun to adapt to the Kryptonian warriors' attacks and started to counter them.
When a Kryptonian warrior's Iron Fist was grabbed by a Doomsday, the Doomsday then slammed its fist, as large as a human head, onto his body.
Even a Steel Body was dazed by this heavy blow for a while; although he immediately launched a corresponding counterattack, this also meant that these Doomsdays were no longer beings that could be unilaterally beaten by them!
When a Doomsday was seen evolving hideous bone spikes capable of piercing a Steel Body, Zod finally made his move!
Super genes granted him faster speed and greater strength than those Kryptonian warriors.
With one punch, he shattered the bone spike that was aimed at his subordinate, then pressed the Doomsday's head hard into the ground.
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The massive upheaval in Metropolis gained the attention of the entire U.S. in the shortest amount of time.
Both Superman, who joined the battle first, and Zod and his group, who arrived later, had been listed by high-ranking government officials as the most dangerous unstable factors.
"These guys are those Kryptonians who suddenly disappeared. Superman is mixed with them, so everything they did during their disappearance was purposeful. This exposure to the World's view might be a conspiracy they orchestrated!"
"The appearance of these monsters is too coincidental, and the monsters also have some similar abilities to these Kryptonians. This might be a well-planned performance, a drama staged with our human lives."
The Military's analysts immediately began to analyze the current situation.
"If it's a performance, how can we humans be trampled like weeds? I swear to use their lives to repay the blood shed by our citizens."
A general with a chest full of medals looked at the central area of Metropolis, which had turned into ruins, with eyes full of anger, speaking each word distinctly.
Several fighter jets, poised for action, were already in position, and without exception, each fighter jet carried a nuclear bomb, which was the most deterrent weapon humanity could currently field!
While all parties were in action, Superheroes also arrived at the battlefield. The first to appear was Flash; with his Speed Force, he was extremely fast, though his speed in acquiring information was a bit slower.
However, from receiving the message to arriving at the central city, it took no more than three seconds.
But the intense battle scene made his scalp tingle, and he swallowed hard.
He weighed his small physique; if he were to get involved in such a battle, he knew without thinking that he would surely die if hit and be severely injured if grazed.
Then he saw Superman, who was doing his best to save civilians, and Flash also found something he could do.
So, Clark, who was vigorously traversing through the ruins, saw a red lightning bolt doing the same thing as him.
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