American comics: Praising the sun, starting from Gotham!

Author Hun Gu is waiting for you with "American Comics: Praising the Sun Starting from Gotham!"

Too lazy to grab the liquid metal monster that was still trying to transform and escape in mid-air, Xiu En simply rammed his face into it.

The Dionysus metal spikes softened the moment they touched the protective golden light of Shao Hao's golden body, like freshly fried French fries.

Xiu's mouth opened to an angle that Ivy found unbelievable, and he bit down on the half-solid head of the Son of Ace.

A large chunk of dark silver living metal, which was still frantically regenerating, was forcibly torn off.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the same hall, another, even more purely violent scene, devoid of any supernatural lighting effects, was unfolding.

"Bang!"

The bat's iron fist, carrying all the pressure and anger that had accumulated over the past few days, slammed heavily onto the Joker's face, which was still trying to maintain its maniacal laughter.

Each punch brought forth a spray of pale makeup powder and crimson blood.

The clown was like a broken purple sandbag, bouncing helplessly up and down on the boardwalk.

"Haha...cough...you still...have so much energy! But your little friend! Cough cough...is eating...poison..."

The clown, his mouth full of blood, struggled to watch the spectacle unfold, even with two broken ribs. He hoped the man of light would go mad and mutate, or at least become another, even more uncontrollable madman.

"He's not afraid of that."

Batman coldly replied, followed by a clean and decisive uppercut that completely severed the Joker's consciousness.

"Ah, cough, cough cough, it's a bit spicy."

Xiu En, of course, couldn't hear the conversation on this side; his mouth was full of extremely high-purity mysterious metal.

This substance, labeled by the system as a high-purity Dionysus mutant, was suppressed and decomposed by the extremely domineering Gengxin metal energy within his body as soon as it entered his mouth.

He could even feel the desperate cries of the tiny metal cells that were trying to take root and regenerate inside him.

"It tastes like Tiger Balm with ghost peppers added? I have to say, it's a bit intoxicating."

While making vague comments, Xiu En stuffed the shrunken monster remains, which were now emitting high-frequency vibrations like a puppy begging for mercy, into his mouth as if sucking on noodles.

"Disgusting. Remember to brush your teeth when you get back."

Ivy's sunflower clone tightly closed its eyes and used the two leaves it used as hands to cover Xiu En's ears.

This is a one-sided predation.

Just three minutes later, the Dionysus monster, which, if released, would have plunged the entire East Coast into a biohazard crisis, was completely gone, not even a drop left.

If there's any lingering residue, it's the slightly metallic, rusty smell of burps in the air.

Xiu En touched his stomach. The incredibly pure and violent energy was now obediently curled up in his dantian. Although it still needed time to assimilate, the deep-seated sense of satisfaction made him glow.

Literally, it emits light, with a brightness two color levels higher than usual.

"Solved, hiccup... Job done."

Shuen turned around, hiccuping, and saw Batman walking silently towards him, carrying the Joker who looked like a dead dog.

"Looks like everyone's had their fill, I mean, everyone's had a good time. Shouldn't we head back now?"

Xiu En pointed to the still-smoking battlefield, then to the clown who was unconscious and looked extremely peaceful.

Having just consumed a large amount of Dionysus Factor, Xiu En wasn't keen on flying and opted to ride in the Batmobile back.

The Batmobile tore through the afternoon gloom of Gotham at 400 miles per hour. Hugh leaned back in the passenger seat, the heat in his body surging against that invisible boundary called "10%".

The bloating sensation from just swallowing the Son of Ace disappeared.

[The fusion of the Dionysian metal is complete, impurities have been removed, and the conversion rate of Geng and Xin metal energies has increased...]

[System Notification: Golden Crow Blood Awakening Progress - 10%.]

The moment the virtual progress bar labeled "Golden Crow Bloodline" quietly crossed the critical point of 10%.

Xiu En only felt that the Gengxin metal energy, which had been trying to expand to reach the limit of his body, suddenly quieted down.

No, it's not quiet.

Should we say it was cooperation?

The golden energy that had been surging and rushing through Shao Hao's meridians in search of an outlet because of his perfected golden body now resembled a group of soldiers who had finally found their king.

The golden energy neatly arrayed itself in his lungs and dantian, then burst into cheers. The golden energy temporarily stopped expanding and became calm even without circulating the cultivation technique.

Xiu En's hands remained steady.

He gently removed the sunflower clone from his shoulder and placed it on the passenger seat of the Batmobile.

That was the last vestige of his sanity.

If she doesn't let go, Ivy's clone will be carbonized by the sudden surge of terrifying heat.

"wait for me."

He didn't turn around, but simply left this sentence.

In the blink of an eye, the light figure that had troubled Batman and Ivy for so long had vanished from the spot.

What then appears is a golden waterfall flowing upstream.

The trench coat fluttered in the air and turned into countless flying sparks in less than half a second.

Xiu En only felt hot.

An endless, relentless heat surged from the depths of my bones.

Shuen spread his arms, letting himself hover above the perpetually gloomy clouds of Gotham.

At this height, where there were no witnesses, he no longer needed to suppress the divinity that even the golden body of Shaohao could not completely contain.

Golden flames enveloped him, engulfed him, and transformed him into a real sun a thousand meters in the sky.

He took a deep breath.

At present, the metal element is not attempting to expand.

That was probably the smoothest, most painless breath he had ever taken in his life.

With a long, resounding roar, Xiu En's hair underwent a near-miraculous growth under the influence of the extremely pure Golden Crow life force and the golden energy.

Hair as black as the deepest night gushed wildly from the follicles, dancing in the golden flames. Instead of being burned, it shimmered like black gold threads tempered in fire, radiating an eerie and noble cold light.

In no time, his black hair had grown past his waist, spreading wildly behind Xiu En, creating a striking visual contrast with the domineering golden radiance around him.

Shaohao, the White Emperor among the Five Emperors, was also a Western god who used birds as his totem to control the sunset and wage war.

At this moment, Xiu En finally resembled a figure from the mythical Western Heavenly Emperor who was in charge of punishment and the autumn harvest.

The cold wind high in the sky blew through his long, black hair like a waterfall, and his golden eyes looked down at the filthy city below. His eyes were devoid of the complex emotions that belonged to human beings, and there was only a kind of enlightenment and clarity after great freedom.