American comics: From the black robes to becoming the ultimate Doomsday

He doesn't understand...

I can't understand it either...

Pei Yuan didn't expect the other party to understand. He glanced at the pitch-black, carbonized thing called At, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.

With a snap!

Stomp down!

The thing instantly crumbled like loose sand, turning into black ash scattered all over the ground.

Pei Yuan stepped over Ate's body, stomped his foot on the ground in disgust, and sighed, "If you can't hold onto something, you might as well just let it go..."

Art stared incredulously at the black ash on the ground between his legs, his eyes vacant.

His pain paused for a moment before the pain response arc finally reached his vocal cords without stopping.

what--

A scorching heat beam shot directly into his head, hissing as it encountered moisture, melting him into a lump of dark brown charcoal solid.

Pei Yuan delivered the finishing blow; he didn't want some kind of absurd king or other superhuman vengeful figure to emerge later.

At this moment, the bright, flickering light coming from Pei Yuan's room in the monitoring room also caught Bo Er's attention.

He frowned. Although he didn't want to see the battle scene in Atlantis, he still controlled the camera to move back to its original position.

This look.

He happened to witness Pei Yuan's destructive ray piercing through At's head, which stunned him instantly.

"Oh shit, what the hell!"

next moment.

A beam of intense light shot directly onto the screen, plunging it into complete darkness.

Paul was so frightened that he fell to the ground, a wave of fear washing over him.

Then, he suddenly realized what was happening, staggered to his feet, and used all his strength to slam down the red button on the table.

hum...

The piercing alarm sounded throughout the entire mental hospital.

Knowing that speed was of the essence, Pei Yuan, who was determined to go all the way, unleashed scorching heat rays from his eyes, relentlessly destroying the cell doors holding mental patients.

In the end, he became more and more skilled at using his heat rays, and was able to easily hit the iron lock on the prison door and melt it.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Pei Yuan also approached the building's exit.

"What the hell is going on at this hour? Can't those guards be a little more attentive?!"

Legrand, who was looking at a report in the lab across from him, put down his documents with a grumbling tone when he heard the piercing alarm.

Open the door and see what those damn guys are up to.

Halfway there, they saw a figure in the corridor ahead, and the person opened an iron gate, the glaring red light around their eyes gradually disappearing.

The two looked at each other.

Legrand's body froze.

Roger still remembered that Asian figure; he seemed to be number 58, the guy with the tongue-twisting Chinese name, Pei.

But what is happening now?

It seems the other person really does have superpowers?

Roger's eyes fell on the rooms in the corridor where the locks had been broken and opened, and when he saw the guy in front of him, Roger's heart skipped a beat.

Seeing the Asian youth looking over, Roger Lang forced a friendly smile. "It's so late at night, are you out for a walk? Tomorrow, I'll have the caregiver arrange a room with a big window for you."

Pei Yuan continued to stare at him.

Legrand felt a little panicked. You see, he had never panicked when he attended a research conference and faced a barrage of questions from the top executives of the Vought Group.

He didn't panic when he encountered the Seven, who were superpowered.

But when he saw number 58, he finally panicked.

To know.

He was still facing some people ahead.

There's also human logic.

But he's facing a real mental patient now!

still.

A mentally ill person with superpowers!

No one wanted to face a guy like this. The veins on Roger's forehead were throbbing, and his back was covered in a layer of sweat.

"Oh dear, I suddenly remembered I forgot to take a file from the office!"

Roger slapped his forehead as if suddenly realizing something, then turned around and walked towards the laboratory at the back, looking as if he had really forgotten something.

next moment……

A scorching heat beam pierced through Rogrange's chest, creating a huge hole.

Roger looked down at his charred chest, smelled the acrid odor, and before collapsing, a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face.

The piercing alarm echoed over the mental hospital, waking everyone from the endless night.

Countless lights illuminated the surroundings, and a constant cacophony of noises filled the air. Shadows swayed everywhere, and the scene was utter chaos.

"what!"

"Seal off! Seal it off immediately!"

The scene became even more chaotic as the other trapped superhuman psychopaths wandered around.

Because of the bizarre and wonderful skills of those superhumans, some of them don't even know how they died!

They saw one of their companions suddenly explode into a shower of blood and flesh, and another companion's brain being corroded by saliva.

I even witnessed a companion being whipped to death by a mentally ill man named Niu Niu, who was as large as a python.

Oh, that scene...

It lingered in their minds...

"Damn it, where's the tranquilizer gun! Get me the tranquilizer gun now! Hasn't the lamplighter arrived yet?!"

……

Before Pei Yuan reached the end of the corridor, two armed guards appeared in front of him, their dark gun barrels pointed directly at him.

"Don't move! I'll shoot if you move again!"

However, before the other party could finish speaking, Pei Yuan's eyes flashed red, and he activated the Destruction Ray. Two blazing beams of light shot out like cannonballs.

The air was thick with the smell of burning; the two guards had lost their heads.

Wilson, the security chief who rushed to the monitoring room, was also dumbfounded when he saw what happened on the screen.

Isn't this thing supposed to be a patent of our own people? How come this mentally ill person also has it?

What the hell did that damn doctor create?

He immediately grabbed the walkie-talkie and roared, "B-sector passage! B-sector passage, watch out for number 58, the target has laser eyes! Change tactics! Everyone put away your tranquilizer guns! Shoot them dead on sight!"

He no longer cared about the fact that this was Walter's valuable asset or its research value. If he didn't kill him outright, his men would probably all be wiped out in a single encounter.

Now, with the blessing of the destructive ray, Pei Yuan is practically unstoppable, killing any guards who appear in front of him with a single glare.

If one glare isn't enough, then two glares will do.

There were bullets that hit him along the way, but they were all blocked by his superhuman strength. Although his body was swollen and red, he managed to stop the bullets.

It's clear that his current level is too low, but it's enough for him to withstand fatal damage.

The superhumans in the mental hospital scattered, and the entire experimental base was in chaos. Pei Yuan successfully approached the building's exit.

He walked straight to the gate, his hands trembling slightly, his heart pounding with excitement. After opening this gate and passing through the next one, he would soon be free.

Bang!

The door was violently pushed open, and dazzling, scorching light squeezed in through the crack. Pei Yuan's pupils shrank, and the sudden burst of fire left him no time to react.

The scorching flames struck his body, and he was thrown into the air by the immense force, crashing into the wall. In a fleeting moment, Pei Yuan caught a glimpse of the lamplighter.

Chapter 7 [Who says superhumans can't use water guns!]

The scorching flames danced across his body, and Pei Yuan could even feel the flames flowing through his skin.

Because the flame was fleeting, it only felt very hot, but there was no burning sensation yet. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the person holding the lighter with a serious expression.

Pei Yuan simply closed his eyes and lay motionless in the ruins on the ground.

His charred appearance eased the tension of the arriving lamplighter somewhat, but he still dared not let his guard down.

Superhumans cannot be judged by ordinary standards.