American comics: Praising the sun, starting from Gotham!

The security guard huddled behind the bulletproof bunker, only his eyes peeking out as he watched Xiu En's long, flowing black and blonde hair disappear into the gloomy entrance hall of the Red Building.

"To be honest, it's almost too quiet here."

Xiu En casually touched the metal access control machine on the wall with the Wayne Group logo. The subtle flow of golden energy from his fingertips instantly acted like a high-level hacker chip, causing the entire building's security system to light up green.

Although the previous twenty-four Draculas had long been wiped out, the lingering stench of the place still made the sunflower sitting on his shoulder shudder with disgust.

Upon entering the hall, one finds it in complete disarray.

This is the allure of high-energy physics.

You'll either blow up a Nobel Prize winner or a bunch of roommates who don't need to breathe.

The floor was covered with dried, blackened bloodstains and obvious signs of a fight.

Some walls were marked with claw marks that were clearly not caused by human force, while others had large holes pierced through by some kind of heavy weapon.

"The old sage insisted that I come here to trace the origin, saying that there is a dimensional rift."

Shuen kicked away an expensive electron microscope that was now just a pile of scrap metal.

His pupils contracted slightly, and his vision, which was originally human, began to recede, followed by the analytical perspective unique to Shao Hao's golden body.

In his eyes, the building was no longer made of reinforced concrete, but a huge cage filled with metal frames and the flow of energy.

And in the core of this cage, on the third underground level, a chaotic black spot was pulsating weakly, like breathing.

That was the main control room of the underground particle accelerator.

Even Xiu En was taken aback by the enormous ring-shaped monster before him.

To be precise, it was half shock and half appetite.

It was a large hadron collider that was still powered on.

Its main body was violently torn apart by the accident, and dangerous blue arcs of electricity flickered at the broken edge.

Even with layers of lead plates and concrete protecting the target area of ​​the collider, faint black dotted lines can still be seen, stubbornly connecting the air here with some unknown other side.

"Is this what it is?"

Xiu En frowned and walked over, each step echoing with the clanging of metal.

He saw the gap.

Strictly speaking, it was more like a damn, stubborn scar.

After the space was pierced by an extremely high-energy particle beam, it attempted to heal itself, but the foul power from another world got stuck in the wound, preventing it from closing.

The sunflower on my shoulder suddenly stood up straight.

It conveys a very unsettling message.

"Shuen, something is watching us from that cave. My plants never lie; they sensed a hunger that was completely against nature. It wasn't plant-based, nor animal-based."

"Yeah, of course it goes against nature. This is the crime scene of a bunch of lunatics."

Xiu En snorted coldly, extended his right hand, the patterns on his armor faintly visible, and reached straight for the collider core that was still sparking with electricity.

As the distance shortened, he could clearly feel the Golden Crow bloodline within his body beginning to stir.

That power, symbolizing absolute light, encounters the filth in such dark corners.

There is only one instinctive reaction!

If you can't wash it off, then burn the whole pot!

But when Xiu En's fingers touched that illusory coordinate point, the sound of the dimensional wind appeared in his mind.

It's another world, known as Nightmare, trying to squeeze in even just a tiny breath of fresh air through this flimsy straw. American Comics: Praise the Sun Starting in Gotham! From the "Renren Bookstore" free reading app. Search "Renren Bookstore" on Baidu to download and install the Android app. Read the latest chapters of American Comics: Praise the Sun Starting in Gotham! anytime!

A system notification popped up at the opportune moment, this time in standard KaiTi font:

[Dimensional corruption point discovered.]

[Warning: Due to long-term reverse causal entanglement, a semi-permanent spatial hemorrhoid node has formed here. Ordinary physical methods cannot heal it. It requires the use of extremely yang energy, specifically a hot iron application to stop the bleeding.]

Xiu En grinned.

"Simply put, this wound is inflamed, and I need to burn it flat with fire, right?"

He looked around at the expensive backup generators that were still running, and then at his own burning hands.

This is not only a technical job, but it also looks like a physically demanding one.

Most importantly, this process could turn this multi-billion dollar laboratory into a rather unscientific melting pot.

Some things become much easier to do once you accept the established rules.

For example, right now, Xiu En is standing on the ruins of the multi-billion dollar collider, using divine fire powerful enough to burn through the Earth to disinfect his wound, which is emitting black smoke from the void.

"Bear with it, the pain will subside soon."

Xiu En is like an unscrupulous repairman patching up a broken world, completely disregarding the life or death of the patient universe, as long as the patch doesn't leak.

The divination stick on the shoulder.

The solemn sunflower was now huddled up in the heat, its two large leaves tightly covering its flower head, as if it had just witnessed some kind of R-rated scene.

When the last golden needle fell, the wound, which had been emitting a putrid smell, did not heal.

Instead, it changed.

Those black, disordered void impurities were completely refined by the intense heat of the sun's true fire. Then came a dark red of the same origin, yet with a touch of melancholy.

Xiu En's finger stopped in mid-air.

He felt a sense of resonance.

That was a dead sun.

Or perhaps it is a dying sun.

It was calling for help, and that frequency was transmitted through the gaps in the dimensions, causing an uncontrollable tremor in Xiu En's Golden Crow bloodline, as if he were hearing the mourning of a distant relative.

[A high-risk isotope astrogenic reaction was detected.]

[Coordinates locked: Earth 43 (Number: Red Rain Realm).]

[Mission changed: Instead of trying to stop the fire by adding more water, we should address the root cause. The sun over there is about to set; go forth, newborn sun.]

Xiu En grinned. He loved this kind of invasion with a legitimate reason.

Hey, Ivy.

He turned his head and patted the sunflower.

"Hurry up. We're going to a new place."

Xiu En wrapped a strand of his hair around the flowerpot and tied it directly to his back.

"Let's go, I'm the one who has to knock on the door to save the world."

Or perhaps it's the savior who's about to kick the door down.

The golden light emanating from Xiu En instantly subsided, no longer illuminating all things in its vastness, but instead coalescing into a human-shaped cone of light.

His long black hair danced wildly in the energy flow, each strand slicing through the surrounding, weak spatial barriers.

He carried that innocent potted plant towards that dark red dimensional vortex!

They crashed in!

In that instant, the basement of the physics building seemed to have been bitten, and along with the priceless core of the collider, it vanished from the coordinate system of the present world.

Only the red-hot bricks remain, a testament to the fact that this place once hosted an unreasonable god.