American Comics: Something's Wrong with This Superhero World

Chapter 238 The Difference in Strength

"I know you're strong! But—" the young man pointed to Mike lying on the ground and continued loudly, "Look at the fate of this corpse! This is the fate that those thugs who helped you persecute the Japanese deserve! Your bloody rule will one day be overthrown! We will definitely win!"

"Is this a corpse? It doesn't look like one to me." Xiao Xian shook his head, then snapped his fingers lightly, activating the skill to resurrect. This time, as agreed, the Egyptian pantheon could reimburse the cost of the world's essence, since it was for establishing authority and maintaining rule.

As the skill was activated, Mike's body, which had been lying on the ground, began to recover at a visible speed. The bright red blood slowly receded, the wounds healed, and the breath of life returned to his body!

After calculating the world's essence consumed, considering that it's a world with an underworld, Xiao Xian felt the price was acceptable, not too expensive. However, Mike was just an ordinary person, and reviving him should cost a different amount than reviving a character from the storyline.

"How is this possible?!" The young man's eyes widened, speechless with horror. Killing someone and then resurrecting them? What kind of game is this?! However, the young man did not give in, but stubbornly said, "Even so, I will never regret it."

"Nothing is impossible for a god." Xiao Xian shrugged, then stretched out his left hand and waved it in front of him. A scene of the underworld was projected into the air—a middle-aged couple, their hands tied behind their backs, were pushed into a boiling cauldron by several jackal-headed jailers. Their shrill screams echoed, yet they could not die and could only endure this pain that ordinary people could not bear.

When the young man saw the two people clearly, he froze, as if struck by lightning, his eyes filled with disbelief. After a long while, he suddenly shouted, "Mom and Dad?! No, no, this can't be, they're definitely dead!"

"What does 'Grim Reaper' mean? Do I need to explain it to you?" Xiao Xian said with a faint smile. "Do you really think you can just let yourself go because you're all alone and not afraid of death? Rebellion in ancient times was a crime punishable by the extermination of nine generations of your family. Of course, I'm so merciful that I'll only implicate your parents, grandparents, and your deceased wife."

"Remember this: they are all implicated because of your foolish choice, and will forever suffer the most terrible pain! They will never be able to be reborn. This is the consequence of betraying the gods!"

As the scene before them changed, the young man's wife reappeared.

Xiao Xian originally planned to release his grandparents, but they were war criminals whose souls had already been taken by China. However, this did not stop Xiao Xian from spouting nonsense.

"You false god! Eight Yalu!" the young man screamed hysterically, tears streaming down his face. "You dare come at me! Spare my family!"

"Don't worry, you won't escape either." Xiao Xian sneered. "Who do you think you're going against? Still so arrogant? I'll add insult to injury. You'll face mountains of knives, seas of fire, and cauldrons of boiling oil—the underworld has no shortage of punishments. Your loved ones who were enjoying happiness in the underworld will suffer eternal torment because of your actions! You still think you're so great?"

Upon hearing this, the young man knelt down on the ground, his face pale and bloodless, his eyes filled with fear and despair. At this moment, he deeply felt the difference between mortals and gods.

The young man's lips trembled uncontrollably, his eyes glazed and blank, the hellish scene he had just witnessed replaying in his mind. Tears streamed down his face, dripping onto the ground. After a long while, he finally lowered his head, knelt on the ground, and said, "I...I was wrong, please spare my family."

"You chose this path yourself. If you chose the wrong one, you have to finish it even with tears in your eyes." Xiao Xian smiled coldly and waved for the soldiers to take the young man away.

Even without this young man, his family would have been tormented by their sins in life. The young man's actions only made their torment worse. But there's no need to tell everyone about this. The contrast is what truly shocks people.

After watching the young man being led away, Xiao Xian looked down at a camera broadcasting live from below the stage and said...

"The Ra pantheon now rules Japan, and those who rebel are traitors! From this day forward, any member of the traitorous organization who surrenders within three days will have their family and relatives spared punishment. Those who report on the organization and perform meritorious service will have their punishment reduced accordingly. As for those who remain obstinate, that person and their relatives will suffer the same fate!"

"If you don't want others to know, then don't do it in the first place. Those who harbor wishful thinking only need to remember that everyone will die eventually, and after death everything will be revealed. Your parents, and yourselves, will have a very, very long time in the underworld."

After saying that, Xiao Xian took off and flew away, leaving everyone still in a daze.

Meanwhile, in a basement, a middle-aged man with a sorrowful face was staring at the television screen watching what had just happened. He thought of his parents, who had passed away many years ago, and how they used to take care of him.

Thinking of the images on the screen of the young man's parents being tortured in the underworld, he could no longer suppress his fear and immediately picked up his phone to call the police station.

"I want to report myself. My name is Yoshiki Yamada, and I am a member of the Japan Restoration Association. I am sorry for doing such foolish things in the past, and I now realize that only loyalty to the rule of God Ra is the right path. I have repented and am willing to cooperate with the government's investigation and report all the information I know about the organization, in exchange for a chance to forgive my parents. Please, officer, give me a chance to repent."

Not only Yoshiki Yamada, but also the vast majority of members of the resistance organization surrendered themselves in an instant. After this incident, everyone understood a principle: when the gap in strength reaches a certain level, you can't beat them, you can't beat them. It's like a math problem; if you can't solve it, you can't solve it, and there's no use in rushing.

After completing the coronation ceremony, Xiao Xian arrived at the temple, drew his palm as a knife, cut off his left arm, placed it in front of the statue of Seth, and said to Seth on his left hand.

"You stay here for a while, I'm going to a wedding, I'll pick you up in a couple of days."

As he spoke, Xiao Xian's left arm had already grown back.

"It's fine if you bring me to the wedding, it's not your wedding. I can also send my blessings to your friend." Seth said somewhat speechlessly. What's wrong with bringing him to the wedding? He's a god.

"Well, the situation is rather special. In short, it would feel strange if you were there." Xiao Xian touched his cheek, somewhat embarrassed. Although he was doing this for the origin of the world, saying certain things would make him seem like a traitor.

Seeing this, Seth thought of Nick's soul. Speaking of which, Xiao Xian was an extraterrestrial demon god from the main color domain, and he attended a wedding. Seth didn't want to think about it too much. "I'll just stay here. You can go and attend by yourself."

(End of this chapter)