Superman's End Manual

"Shut up, you despicable scoundrel."

Lester spoke while breathing heavily.

He clutched the gash in his abdomen, revealing long, tangled wires and layers of interconnected parts. Mechanical tubes connected to his heart, supplying it with nutrient solution.

Deep blue arcs of electricity pulsed within his body, as if stimulating his internal organs to provide activity. His heart pounded wildly under the stimulation of the arcs, the sound of his heartbeat incredibly loud.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The blue owl tilted its head, causing the beak on its mask to tilt as well. "Okay, I know you like me, but there's no need for your heart to beat so loudly."

Many pedestrians were amused, saying that there was no superhero who talked so much during a fight.

Nowadays, whether it's a new generation of superheroes or older heroes, they all emphasize being calm and mature to avoid being swayed by online trends and ending up as a low-quality hero like Blue Raven, who is universally condemned.

Leicester grew even angrier upon hearing this, like a wild beast trapped in an arena with nowhere to escape.

But they still retain the right to fight to the death.

He slowly removed the blindfold from his left eye, revealing a lead-gray mechanical eye. His gaze was like that of a wild beast scrutinizing its prey, as if he were about to pounce at any moment.

Leicester's left arm was destroyed in the crash of the truck and now hung limply, constantly emitting arcs of electricity.

So he had no choice but to slowly raise the chainsaw that his right hand had transformed into, then shoved the ground, creating a spiderweb-like crater, and his body shot towards the Blue Owl like a cannonball.

Blue Owl raised its arms, mimicking the "Cloud Hands" posture from Tai Chi, and simultaneously unleashed its D-rank skill—"Solar Energy Punch."

According to the skill description, before using this skill, the solar energy charge status of both fists is 100% by default, which is the peak state.

In other words, the "Solar Power Punch" will unleash its greatest power at this moment.

The blue owl mimicked the posture of Tai Chi, making a circle with its arms in the air, like clouds floating in the sky, gentle, smooth and continuous.

The next moment, as Lester's chainsaw, glowing with deep blue light, approached, Blue Owl suddenly threw a punch forward, his energy shifting from gentle to fierce.

The solar energy stored in his fists transformed into violent kinetic and thermal energy in an instant, and his metal gloves seemed to burst into flames as they hurtled forward.

boom!

The fist, covered in billowing flames, collided with the rapidly spinning chainsaw, but failed to completely neutralize the force, causing the Blue Owl's feet to sink deep into the ground, carving a dark trench behind it.

But just as the chainsaw was about to break through the fist's defense, Blue Owl's other fist followed, a fist covered in tidal waves of flames slamming into the other end of the chainsaw.

The chainsaw was cracking, revealing fine fissures.

At the same time, the blue owl changed its fist into a palm and gripped the chainsaw with all ten fingers of both hands, with the five fingers of its left hand wrapping around the upper half of the chainsaw and the five fingers of its right hand wrapping around the lower half of the chainsaw.

With both hands exerting force simultaneously, the chainsaw was shaken off to the right with a powerful force.

Finally, he raised his knee and thrust it upwards, blocking Lester's counterattack as he realized the situation was turning against him. His knee collided with Lester's mechanical foot.

The moment they made contact, the blue owl's right leg bent slightly, and with a "crack," it nearly broke.

But it was no big deal. He used one hand to brace against the chainsaw that was veering off course, while his other hand slipped off the saw and struck Lester in the chest.

boom!

As the palm covered in flames slammed out, Lester was instantly thrown several meters away, collapsing to the ground clutching his chest.

The blue owl deliberately avoided his heart, otherwise Lester would have died on the spot.

"You won."

Lester spoke hoarsely, slowly closing his eyelids, and collapsed to the ground like a wrecked machine, dangerous arcs of electricity still emanating from his body.

"It's as if I can't see it."

The blue owl sighed, bent down to support its broken right leg, and with a forceful twist of its hands, set the bone back in place.

The next moment, cheers as loud as mountains and as loud as the sea rose from the four commercial streets connected by the crossroads, as if they were about to engulf the whole world.

The flash from the phone never stopped, and it was even more dazzling than neon lights.

Surrounded by the crowd, the blue owl seemed to be planning its escape route, looking somewhat bewildered.

Soon, a well-known self-media creator emerged from the crowd, approached the intersection, took out his phone to take pictures, and asked Blue Owl a question.

"Hey, you should have seen me before. I'm 'mikaxi,' the blogger behind the superhero column. Can I ask you a few questions?"

"Uh, I should be able to, but could you take a taxi to send me home? You can tell that my leg was broken by that guy."

Blue Owl turned to look at her, limped forward, and pointed to Lester, who was lying on the ground, as he answered.

As soon as he finished speaking, another burst of laughter erupted around him, and someone whistled at him.

"Of course, but I only have one question: what is your code name?" Mikaxi, a self-media creator, asked him after a moment of laughter.

The blue owl stopped and turned around, its red and blue mask facing her phone camera.

"Blue Owl".

He paused for a moment, then added, "The left side is the 'horn' of 'horn,' and the right side is the 'bird.'"

Just as the words were spoken, and the self-media creator was about to speak, the sound of gongs and drums suddenly came from the night sky.

The blue owl paused for a moment, then looked up.

A humanoid figure, radiating a gray aura, sat atop an electronic billboard, creating noise with a gong in its hand.

Its empty eyes drooped as it looked down at the blue owl, its mouth curling upwards.

"Blue Owl, what a lovely name. How about we become friends, Mr. Blue Owl?"

After the gray-haired man finished speaking, the entire intersection fell silent for a moment, followed by a burst of exclamations.

"It's the Dice Monster!" someone in the crowd shouted, pointing at it.

"Dice...weirdo?"

The blue owl murmured the name in a puzzled tone, its gaze fixed on the gray humanoid figure on the traffic light sign.

In the quiet crossroads, the two, one above the other, stared at each other under the neon lights.

It was like a fateful reunion.

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Chapter 125 Blue Owl: No one understands crows better than me

July 4th, night, at the intersection of the Rainbow Light Commercial District in the center of the Beijing metropolitan area.

As the gray humanoid figure appeared above the fashion billboard, some of the crowd gathered at the edge of the intersection fled in fear, some screamed, and some calmly filmed with their phones.

Some even excitedly shouted the name "Dice Monster," like a fanatical fan, drawing surprised glances from those around them.

As we all know, these days, almost any villain with a bit of personality will have a group of fans. Only the Blue Crow is used as a victim of political correctness and is therefore universally condemned.

Right now, the strange thing is sitting casually on the billboard, with one arm resting on the edge of it.

Its empty eyes drooped, it stared at the blue owl for two seconds, then turned its head away, waving to the crowd on the street as it surveyed them.

It's as if it's expressing friendliness.

But the next second, the strange thing raised a gray middle finger.

Not only that, it also waved its middle finger 360 degrees so that everyone could see it.

He then added sarcastically, "You know what? If you looked at yourself from my perspective, you'd find that you really are like... a pile of trash."

This abrupt action caused many pedestrians who were about to leave to stop and look up at it.

The hushed whispers filled the dense crowd, like the buzzing of bees.

"Holy crap... the Dice Monster, is that the villain who's been trending on social media all this time?"

"Yes, when he first appeared, he subdued the Ghostman. At that time, everyone thought he was a superhero. Unexpectedly, the Blue Raven came over and strangled him to death."

"But he doesn't seem to have hurt anyone; the only charge is damaging public facilities."

"Yeah, super mysterious, don't you think? She's just a bit ugly, but her personality is adorable."

"Wow, even the cuties are here! You really have some weird tastes, sis. Let's eat something better."

"How disgusting! Its appearance makes me feel like I'd have nightmares if I saw it. The last thing that gave me that feeling was the Blue Crow."

"By the way... have you heard that some people say he's an immortal phoenix?"

"Phoenix? Are you kidding me? The Phoenix has been missing for several years now!"

"Are you going surfing or not? Someone witnessed the Blue Raven killing the Dice Monster, but it reappeared lively and energetic a few days later. They suspect the Dice Monster possesses immortality, just like the Phoenix, the Divine Being. So they suspect the Dice Monster might be the Phoenix in disguise!"

"What a classic case! You believe someone just because they're trying to set the record straight? I could say I'm actually Magical Girl Ash!"

"Pah, pah, pah, no matter how you transform, you'll never be as pretty as my Ashen Baby."

Amidst this spectacular scene, Mikaxi, a self-media creator standing behind the Blue Owl, was overjoyed, feeling as if she were standing at the center of the world.

She adjusted her red glasses, her blue eyes sparkling beneath her golden hair. She quickly looked down and opened the live streaming functions on TikTok and YouTube on her phone, then raised her phone, pointing the camera at Blue Owl and the Dice Monster, capturing their images in the same frame.

In that instant, Mikaxi had even come up with a title for tonight's video—"A meeting between a new generation of superheroes and a new generation of villains: Will they become the next phenomenon?!"

It would be an injustice if this video didn't go viral. Given her fan base, it's guaranteed to get at least tens of millions of views. She'll be live-streaming it simultaneously on TikTok and YouTube.

It's worth noting that she's one of the few people who has interviewed members of the Roundtable—the Superhero Association generally prohibits its high-ranking heroes from giving interviews to the outside world in order to prevent negative public opinion, and only agents from their agencies can handle such situations.