American comics: Praising the sun, starting from Gotham!

I'm currently reading Chapter 140, Batman and Batman, and I'm completely engrossed in it.

Hugh crashed onto the plaza in front of Gotham Cathedral, which was already shattered into pieces like cookie crumbs.

The originally viscous and suffocating red rain was blown into a dry vacuum zone with a diameter of fifty meters by this high-temperature storm that fell from the sky.

As steam rises, a hand enveloped in golden flames casually extends out.

It was as if he just wanted to grab the railing he hadn't quite managed to stand on.

But in reality, he was holding a high-purity silver crossbow bolt specifically designed for hunting high-level vampires.

The arrow tip was only half an inch away from the werewolf catwoman's face, which was full of fangs and fur.

Serena Kyle.

Or perhaps this giant bipedal werewolf was trying to block the deadly crossbow bolt in front of Batman to save Bruce the vampire, but the bolt was intercepted halfway.

At that moment, her vertical pupils reflected that firelight, which was like the sun, and she was so shocked that her scream was stuck in her throat.

"Tsk, etiquette is really declining these days."

Xiu En's voice was accompanied by a sharp rise in the surrounding temperature with each word.

He applied slight pressure with his five fingers.

The sacred silver crossbow bolt, capable of easily piercing the vampire prince's heart, visibly softened and melted into a few drops of scalding silver liquid, which dripped onto the muddy floor tiles, burning through several small holes that emitted black smoke.

Xiu En raised his eyelids, and his golden pupils reflected the pale figure opposite him who was frantically retreating.

"I've found you."

"Ouch! Ouch! It's hot! It's burning me!!"

The vampire version of the Joker, who was just about to watch Batman die, now screamed like a cockroach being blinded by a bright flashlight.

Even though Xiu En didn't launch an attack, the aura emanating from him, which hadn't completely subsided, was itself a highly toxic form of radiation for these creatures in the gutter.

Batman kneeling behind the werewolf.

Even though he had blood-red eyes and equally pale skin, and even though his cloak was so tattered it looked like a tablecloth.

He could barely support himself at this moment, and a look of bewilderment appeared in his eyes, which once represented reason but were now filled with bloodlust.

"Who are you?"

"I asked the vampire Batman."

"Who I am is unimportant. What's important is that you lot really need to do some greening work. The carbon emissions here are at least a thousand times over the limit!"

Sunflower poked half its head out from the steaming back of Shuen's collar, looking at the dilapidated Gotham around it with a look of nausea.

Xiu En patted the plant on Ivy's shoulder to comfort her.

He made a casual gesture.

Molten silver on the ground.

Broken steel bars in the surrounding ruins.

Even the spent cartridge cases scattered on the ground.

As if drawn by a magnet, they floated into the air, forming a menacing metal barrier behind them.

"Listen, I have no interest in the grudges and feuds of your world. Whether you drank his blood or he bit your neck, that's your family business."

Xiu En took a step forward, and with each step, the blood-red soil beneath his feet was sintered into glass-like crystals.

"But now that I'm here, the hygiene here has to be maintained according to my standards."

Countless golden blades pointed into the darkness ahead, and also into Gotham, which was shrouded in red rain.

"Those things that don't belong under the sun, are you going to go back to sleep, or should I burn them to ashes for you?"

The clown stopped screaming, and an awkward expression appeared on his smiling face.

He tried to pick up the huge, heavy crossbow, but the killing machine, made of high-strength alloy, became scalding hot the moment he touched it. Even with a vampire's skin, which was impervious to heat and cold, it was instantly burned and torn apart.

"Is this your magic trick? Haha... It's a little... a little too hot!"

The clown chuckled, trying to mask his fear of the light with madness.

"This is not a magic trick."

Xiu En snapped his fingers, and a small sphere of light, even more dazzling and purer than the suns in the sky just moments before, condensed at his fingertips.

"This is a physical therapy specifically for treating chronic leg pain. It's a one-time fee, and you'll be cured for life."

Just as Shuen was about to give the clown a complete physical cleansing, the space behind him suddenly shattered like a mirror.

A black metal gun barrel emerged from the void, aimed directly at the vampire clown who was rolling around madly.

"Sizzle—click!"

Before anyone could react, a blue ray of absolute zero struck the Joker in the back.

That was a rule-level cryogenic system developed by Victor Frith with ample funding to target a certain high-temperature monster.

Even the clown's piercing scream was frozen in that instant.

The Red Rain Demon King, who had just been trying to escape, has now transformed into a purple ice sculpture standing amidst the ruins, emanating a chilling white aura.

Half a second later, Bruce Wayne from the world of Shuen emerged from the portal.

It seems they came looking for Xiu En after discovering his disappearance.

At this moment, he was wearing a set of specially made heavy armor that incorporated the magic of the Zatana family. The dark gold runes flowing on it perfectly insulated him from the divine heat that was enough to ignite the air.

"How did you find me? If you'd been even 0.5 seconds slower, I'd have had to cremate him. And is this your new armor? Cool!"

The metal floating cannons behind Xiu En obediently dispersed, making way for the newly arrived patron.

He was angry, but there was a hint of regret in his voice for not being able to finish off all the monsters.

"Victor's new toy."

Bruce offered an explanation, then walked toward the clown ice sculpture.

"I think he would be happy to have a live target to test the transient cell death theory."

"Hey! This is the smelliest place I've ever been in my life."

Zatana jumped out right after her, pinching her nose before she could even get her footing.

The tip of her wand flickered with purification runes as she looked around at the hellish scene with disdain.

"Shuen, how could you possibly stay in this cesspool? It seems being a demigod really does have its advantages."

"I wasn't staying there. I just arrived and this guy got me all messed up."

Shuen pointed to the vampire Batman who was still kneeling on the ground.

Bruce paused for a moment.

He turned around, and for the first time, his eyes, hidden behind the magical goggles, pierced through the layers of barriers to look at the vampire version of himself belonging to this world.

Red eyes, pale skin, fangs, a tattered cloak, and an unmistakable stench of blood.

The two Batmen from different worlds gaze at each other silently.

The vampire Batman instinctively wanted to back away, trying to hide his monstrous face in the shadows.

Before this counterpart who still maintained human dignity and divinity, he felt a shame more intensely burning than being directly exposed to sunlight.

"Put it on."

Bruce's voice remained calm. He tossed a robe made of no reflective material from his magical pouch and draped it over Shuen.

"Your light is too bright, severely affecting the thermal imaging function of my mask."

Xiu En put on his robe and began to complain.

"Isn't this cut a bit too retro? Is this Ah Fu's old man's shirt?"

"besides."

Bruce ignored the complaints and turned around to attach a teleportation anchor with the Wayne Industries logo to the clown ice sculpture.

"Clean up all infectious organic matter. You know how to do it."

"certainly."

Xiu En looked at the clown still frozen in the ice, a bright yet unsettling smile appearing on his lips, and the golden energy behind him began to stir restlessly.

"This is the cleaning service I specialize in. And this time it's free."

He snapped his fingers, and the high-level divine fire brought down from the core of the sun in mid-air condensed again. However, this time, it had no heat, but it could erase everything.