From the ground, he countered Metallo’s attack with his heat vision, shooting red-hot beams straight from his eyes at the cyborg’s core, hoping to drive him off.
“Your heat vision cannot harm me, metahuman,” Metallo scoffed. “My designers made me impervious to blasts that are far hotter than yours!” Putting the palm of his hand directly in the laserlike stream of heat, he reflected the beams back at Superman. Luckily, Superman was unharmed by his own heat blasts.

Chapter 9