Scene 2: In the Wayne Enterprises boardroom, the directors sat around the table, large beads of sweat trickling down their foreheads, their hands tightly clenched, not daring to move.
Superman sat in the chairman's seat, originally belonging to Bruce, the 'S' emblem on his blue suit gleaming coldly under the lights, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
"Gentlemen, if you don't want you and your families to die unnatural deaths, sign the equity transfer agreement. I want to make Bruce Wayne lose everything."
The trembling of the directors and the composure of Superman formed a stark contrast.
Scene 3: An audio clip suddenly played, Superman's voice, cold and devoid of emotion, giving a command.
"Cyborg, scan Fifth Avenue in Metropolis, activate the American space laser weapon, erase the physical existence and network traces of that anti-Superman organization, leave no trace."
Following that was Cyborg's mechanical reply: "Yes, Superman!"
Then came a chorus of screams and explosions, each sound like a whip lashing the very concept of Justice.
Scene after scene played out, from secret recordings monitoring the globe, to surveillance footage of secret civilian executions, and then to the destruction of LexCorp Tower, ignoring the innocent.
Every second, it tore apart Superman's disguise as the guardian of planetary order, brazenly revealing his tyranny and dictatorship to the world.
In the streets of Gotham, people stopped, staring at the screens, their faces filled with disbelief.
"Superman... is he really this kind of person?"
Someone mumbled, their voice filled with the pain of disillusionment; others shook their heads, unwilling to believe.
"This must be fake! It's been edited! Superman wouldn't do something like this!"
Rumors and truth intertwined in the rainy night, and people all over the world fell into chaos, while the members of the Justice League, watching from their respective strongholds, also fell silent.
Aquaman's trident was stuck in the ground, Martian Manhunter's psychic field fluctuated violently; the Justice they had always believed in began to crumble at this moment.
Inside the Kryptonian Temple in Metropolis, a soft golden light enveloped the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, keeping the rain out.
Diana had just finished a bout of morning sickness, her face pale as she leaned on the sofa, Superman gently placing his hand on her slightly swollen belly, feeling the surging power of the two small lives within her. "They're very energetic."
Superman's voice held a rare tenderness, the golden divine light outside the window reflecting on Diana's cheeks, making her look especially gentle.
The two bathed in this almost sacred tranquility, their eyes full of anticipation for the future.
Suddenly, Superman's phone terminal emitted a piercing alarm, and Cyborg's cold voice came from it.
"Superman! You must immediately pay attention to the situation outside! All public screens worldwide... have been hacked!"
Superman frowned, and before he could speak, Diana had already gotten up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, her gaze falling on the giant screen of a distant building.
The next second, she suddenly covered her mouth, her pupils widening in extreme shock and fear, her body uncontrollably stumbling backward, almost falling to the ground if she hadn't grabbed the armrest of the sofa.
On the screen was footage of Superman executing villains in Arkham Asylum.
The man she deeply loved and trusted was now taking lives in the most ruthless way.
That trust in her beloved was subjected to a devastating blow at this moment.
She felt a tightening in her lower abdomen, and the intense pain made her bend over, unable to distinguish whether it was the discomfort of morning sickness or a spasm brought on by heartbreak.
Her face was as white as paper, even her lips had lost their color, and her gaze towards Superman was filled with unbelievable pain and confusion.
Superman pretended to be calm as he supported Diana, his tone as gentle as possible.
"My dear, don't worry, these videos are all fake, maliciously edited."
"We've known each other for so long, don't you know what kind of person I am? Everything I do is to protect this world, for our children."
After comforting Diana, he turned and walked to the window, his back to her, the tenderness in his eyes instantly vanishing, replaced by cold fury.
He coldly ordered the terminal: "Cyborg, immediately find the video source, lock down the location!"
"Yes, Superman! It's already locked! The signal comes from an underground bunker beneath the Gotham City Observatory Clock Tower!"
Superman turned back, giving Diana a reassuring smile, his tone relaxed.
"It's nothing, my dear, I'm going to bring that criminal who spread rumors to justice, and I'll be back soon. You rest and take care of yourself, and when I return, everything will be back to normal."
With that, he turned and left the Kryptonian Temple.
As soon as he stepped out the door, he shot up into the sky, the soft golden halo around him violently twisting and oscillating as he flew, like flames ignited by rage.
His eyes were no longer azure blue, but filled with crimson heat vision, almost bursting from their sockets, incinerating everything in his path!
"Bruce Wayne!"
A non-human roar erupted from his chest, the sound wave visibly distorting the surrounding air, shattering all the glass windows on the streets below!
The red and blue figure, trailing a long, scorching wake, tore through the sky at a terrifying, almost space-warping speed, hurtling towards the Gotham Clock Tower.
There, the giant Bat-Signal still shone on the clouds, as if mocking his incompetence.
His face was contorted by extreme rage, his handsome features becoming as hideous as a demon's.
That long-maintained divine facade was completely shattered, leaving only the hysteria of his violated dominion and exposed dark side!
He had never imagined that the mortal he had beaten into the dust, surviving like mud in a garbage heap, would still have the strength and the audacity to launch such a deadly counterattack against him.
"Cyborg! Immediately cut off all signals in Gotham City!"
Superman's voice was cold as a knife, filled with unconcealed brutality.
"I will make Bruce Wayne regret being born into this world!"
"Yes, Superman!"
After being completely brainwashed by Kryptonian technology, Cyborg was completely obedient to him.
In Superman's heart, anger and killing intent intertwined into ice. His goal was incredibly clear.
Tonight, he would make Bruce Wayne pay the most painful price for his actions!
Kill him? That's too easy! He would first pull out Bruce's tongue so he could no longer spread rumors, then break his limbs, making him howl like a dog in a garbage heap for a month, and finally die miserably!
He deeply regretted not killing Bruce on the spot last time, out of consideration for the other Justice League members.
This former teammate had now become his biggest hidden danger.
This time, with no other Justice League members present, no one could stop him. He could unleash his inner brutality to his heart's content, making Bruce Wayne experience a pain more terrifying than death!
The red and blue figure sped through the rainy night, the outline of Gotham City growing closer, that Bat-Signal in his eyes, like the most glaring provocation, igniting all his killing intent... In the Saint Seiya World, Saga and Hyoga appeared before the city of Atlantis, and Saga loudly proclaimed.
"Sea Emperor, Saga and Hyoga request an audience!"
A cold voice replied.
"Saga, who gave you the courage to set foot here!"