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Large tracts of land were destroyed. When the explosions finally stopped, dozens of craters with diameters of over 100 meters were left on the ground!

“It looks like your companions have arrived,” Bruce said to Fiora, who was lying weakly in his arms.

Fiora glanced at the heat rays that had just exploded beneath her and said speechlessly, "I never imagined I'd fall to the point where I needed to be saved by that idiot Deckard!"

“You have a really low opinion of your companion,” Bruce said, offering his guess. “I remember that neither Clark nor Depp’s heat rays produced such an explosion. If I’m not mistaken, this guy probably hasn’t been able to fully control his heat rays, so his heat rays are both a weapon to kill the enemy and a time bomb that could endanger his own people.”

“Yes, you guessed right, it seems you’re smarter than most of the bugs here.” Fiora said, then continued to struggle.

As one of Krypton's top warriors, she cannot completely entrust her life and freedom to others.

Even one's own teammates are not acceptable, let alone a rookie like Deckard!

Rather than entrusting her fate to the salvation of others, Fiora is more accustomed to constantly fighting for opportunities for herself even in the most desperate situations.

"In that case, I think he can't save you!"

As Bruce spoke, he began using the Fenrir armor's scanning function to search for the Kryptonian named Deckard.

"hehe."

Fiora sneered and said, "Although I called that guy an idiot, it was only because he couldn't control the power he suddenly gained. And the reason he couldn't control it... is because his power has increased. In terms of pure strength, he's even stronger than the general."

"Why are you telling me this? You seem to be betraying your teammates." Bruce had already located Deckard on the radar; the guy was on the ground four kilometers ahead.

Upon hearing this, Fiora shook her head and said, "I'm only doing this for myself. That guy can't control his immense power at all. I don't want to be punched to pieces by Deckard because of your negligence. After all, my current physique is no different from that of an ordinary Kryptonian who hasn't been amplified by the Yellow Sun."

“Alright.” Bruce let the Fenrir armor land slowly and released several drones, saying, “It seems that in addition to protecting Earth, I also have the task of protecting the beautiful Kryptonian lady.”

"Watch out, he's probably coming soon!"

Fiora reminded her.

Bruce was puzzled by Fiora's sudden defection.

But with a formidable enemy at hand, Bruce didn't have time to think too much.

As for Fiora, although she had a reason to protect herself, she decided to betray this Kryptonian named Deckard.

In fact, she did hope that Bruce could defeat Deckard.

This guy's power is so great that if he were to completely control it, even General Zod would be no match for him.

Once that time comes, General Zod's rule will inevitably be shaken.

As Zod's most loyal subordinate, Fiora naturally did not want such a thing to happen.

Therefore, he wanted to use Bruce to eliminate this potential threat.

Of course, the best outcome would be for Bruce and Deckard to be severely injured, allowing Bruce to reap the benefits, escape, and then return to kill them all!

Fiora actually had quite a bit of confidence in Bruce, after all, this strange man wearing a mask seemed to have the ability to weaken or even eliminate the supernatural powers of Kryptonians.

If Deckard and Bruce engage in close combat, it is highly likely that while he gains control of his armor, Bruce will also simultaneously eliminate his supernatural powers.

When the time comes, as long as I stay away from them and use sunlight to restore my strength, I can kill them from a distance.

Yes, leave none behind!

Upon landing, the drone's footage showed that the guy named Deckard was standing in place, wearing the same Kryptonian suit as Fiora, but with a rather small build.

Deckard squatted on the ground, drawing something on the ground with his fingers and talking to himself.

However, it was clearly Kryptonian, and Bruce couldn't understand it at all.

“What is he saying?” Bruce asked.

Fiora, nestled in his arms, said, "He said he's calculating how much force to use for the next attack, well, he's using math he learned over two hundred years ago to do it."

“His calculations don’t seem to be going so smoothly.” Bruce controlled the Fenrir armor to raise its arm, aiming all the cannon barrels and the energy beam muzzles in the armor’s palm at Deckard.

“Of course, after all, his genes are encoded for literature and poetry,” Fiora said helplessly. “He’s completely clueless about both math and physics. In fact, this guy often does this kind of calculation before attacking, but when he’s about to break down, he just starts attacking indiscriminately.”

"I must say, this is a great opportunity to seize the initiative in the attack!"

Bruce didn't hesitate any longer, and all his weapons were activated in an instant.

Dozens of supersonic missiles, along with two energy cannons in his palms, instantly attacked Deckard in the distance.

"Let me show you what Earth weapons are like, you Kryptonian scum whose math is a complete mess!"

Bruce's attack arrived in an instant; a distance of four thousand meters was only a matter of two or three seconds for these supersonic attacks!

Upon hearing the sound, Deckard slowly raised his head. The missiles and laser cannons were already less than thirty centimeters in front of him.

At this moment, his fingers were still stuck in the soil, writing those clumsy Kryptonian numbers and calculation formulas.

"Hey......"

"Can't you just let me finish calculating in peace?"

With a soft sigh, Deckard vanished instantly, missiles and lasers piercing through the afterimage he left behind, ultimately exploding in the distance.

Chapter 356 The Battle of Metropolis (Part Twelve)

“Decapitol’s gone!” Bruce said, looking at the screen. “If I’m not mistaken, that guy should be in the sky!”

Bruce quickly launched the drone to take off and film, finally spotting Deckard in freefall.

It seems that this guy, and even this whole group of Kryptonians, do not have the ability to fly.

"He is indeed very strong, but if he can't fly, he's no different from a sitting duck in freefall!"

Bruce turned the cannons around and aimed all the weapons at Deckard in the sky once again.

This time, however, Deckard didn't continue with those elementary school math problems; instead, he focused all his attention on Bruce.

"Fallen leaves drift in the wind, crumbling at the slightest touch."

As Deckard recited his heartfelt haiku, orange-red light began to rapidly gather in his eyes.

Then, two beams of orange heat rays burst forth, shooting directly at the Fenrir armor beneath them through two round holes previously cut into the armor's visor.

When the heat rays pierced through the missiles launched by Bruce, the missile swarm exploded instantly, and amidst the bursts of fire, Deckard's already unstable heat rays became agitated.

Before the heat rays even reached Bruce's eyes and touched the ground, the two heat rays detonated prematurely, guided by the missile explosion.

The sounds of explosions were deafening, and the orange-red rays of heat resembled a fiery red ribbon across the earth on New Year's Eve.

From beginning to end, the explosions were directed straight into Deckard's eyes.

"Ah! My eyes!"

Deckard covered his eyes and howled in pain in mid-air.

The Kryptonian suit's mask was also shattered into countless pieces due to the explosion of internal heat rays.

Deckard crashed to the ground, his eyes filled with the burn marks left by the uncontrolled heat rays.

His eyeballs were shattered, leaving empty, dark red sockets that were terrifying to behold.

"This guy... really does seem like an idiot."

Bruce took out a spear made of kryptonite from the back of his Fenrir armor and walked carefully, step by step, toward Deckard.

Even though his opponent was seriously injured, Bruce still dared not be careless in the slightest.

The spear, radiating a green light, made Fiora even more dizzy.

She immediately realized that the green stone used to make the spearhead must have put her in this passive situation.

At the same time, Bruce immediately controlled the drone to hover around Deckard, spraying powdered kryptonite around him little by little.

However, despite being prepared, Bruce still underestimated Deckard's power and the midday sun.

New eyeballs grew back in Deckard's eyes, and he could clearly see the green kryptonite dust that was rapidly drifting towards him. He could also clearly sense that his power was rapidly weakening as the emerald green dust drew closer.

Without hesitation, DeCapo exhaled the dense air that had been trapped in his lungs.

A howling wind erupted from Deckard's mouth, blowing the kryptonite dust and everything in front of him into the air, sweeping towards Bruce.

"Damn, this guy's tone is really harsh!"

Bruce quickly dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the eye of the storm.

Where Bruce had originally stood, a ditch several kilometers long appeared out of thin air along the path of the howling wind.

The fact that a mere exhale could cause such devastating destruction gave Bruce a completely new understanding of the Kryptonians' combat prowess!

"I will save you from those damned Earthlings, Fiora!"

Deckard yelled at Bruce, then his leg muscles tensed and exploded, and he crashed into Bruce like a meteor.

Bruce took a small step to the right, relying on his Batman instincts to dodge Deckard's charge.

However, the shockwave caused by the opponent's rapid passage still nearly overturned Bruce and Fenrir's armor.

Furthermore, Bruce's bat mask, under constant and intense movement, finally gave way and detached from his head, drifting into the wind and revealing Bruce Wayne's true face.

"Damn it, Deckard! If you want to kill me, just say so! If this human hadn't dodged quickly, I would have been smashed into mincemeat by you!"

Fiora lay in Bruce's arms, cursing weakly.

Bruce looked at the short-haired beauty cursing in his arms, smiled helplessly, and said nothing, but continued to stare intently at Deckard.

On the other side, Deckard undoubtedly plunged headfirst into the ground, even creating a crater over a kilometer in diameter around him.

"I didn't mean to, Fiora!" Deckard said, his face flushed. "I... I just couldn't control my power!"

Pulling himself out of the ground, Deckard shook the dirt off his hair and locked onto Bruce's location once again.

However, this time Bruce actually began to control the Fenrir armor, moving it rapidly and erratically.

This put Deckard in a difficult position, because he couldn't control his power. He could only sprint in a straight line to approach his target, using himself as a bullet to smash the opponent to pieces.

But when Bruce starts moving erratically, Deckard can no longer lock onto him with a straight line.

Changing direction mid-course is simply too difficult for DeCapo.

He simply cannot do it.

Soon, the scene became increasingly chaotic.

On one side, Bruce was holding Fiora, making wild and irregular movements.

On the other side was Deckard, who kept charging around recklessly.