American comics: Praising the sun, starting from Gotham!

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"Fly north to Salem, Massachusetts, and find a tall, square tower with no doors or windows."

"If you can get in, it means fate is on your side. If you can't, don't force it. Naboo has an even worse temper than me. When we come back, I'll go with you to Gotham to check on the contamination."

Diana drew a rune on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial with her toe. A flash of golden light disappeared, and it transformed into a temporary magical coordinate beacon that bounced into Shuen's palm.

The Amazon princess glanced at the luminous man whose eyes seemed to say, "I want to tear down this memorial pillar and taste it," and sighed.

"Also, don't try to eat that helmet. That's Naboo's true form, unless you want a thousand-year-old man constantly lecturing you in your head."

After saying that, Wonder Woman turned and disappeared into the Washington morning rush hour crowd, leaving only her back view and the unfortunate doctor still crying in the police car that the mech suit was too expensive.

Half an hour later, in a misty wasteland on the outskirts of Salem.

Xiu En hovered ten meters above the ground, arms crossed, lost in thought.

This is a perfect golden square tower.

There were no doors, no windows, and even the brickwork was so tightly sealed that it looked like a single, giant Lego brick.

"This doesn't even look like a house."

Ivy, the sunflower on her shoulder, shook her leaves, her tone full of disdain.

"With no dark corners and zero ventilation, it's unacceptable as a greenhouse. As a dwelling? It's practically a giant urn! Shuen, is that woman playing us?"

Xiuen sniffed; beneath the thick magical barrier, he could smell the aroma.

That's gold.

"Whether there's a door or not doesn't matter, Ivy! What matters is that having such a nice thing in the house without installing security bars is itself a temptation for guests."

Xiu En smiled brightly, clenched his right fist, and faint crimson-gold flames began to gather between his fingers.

Since there's no doorbell, I'll knock on the door.

If there's no response when you knock on the door, then tear down the wall.

"Is anyone home? Wayne Group is bringing warmth to the community! If you don't open the door, we'll have to break it down!"

boom!

The fist, wreathed in the true fire of the sun, slammed into the tower wall without any fancy moves, causing ripples to spread across the golden surface of the tower.

A huge golden Anka cross symbol lit up at the point of impact, and then the wall parted to the sides, revealing a deep darkness inside that seemed to lead to the depths of space.

Clearly, Doctor Fate didn't want to fight this unreasonable guest just to replace a wall.

Stepping inside the tower, the space unfolds.

Gravity loses its meaning here; countless winding staircases intertwine and spiral in the void like Möbius strips, and looking up, one can see slowly rotating galaxies and an unknown magical star map.

At the end of all this gaze, on a suspended platform, stood a man wearing a high-collared golden cloak and a golden helmet.

That's Dr. Fate.

But in Xiu En's eyes, it was like a walking premium chocolate coin.

Gudong.

In the hall, a sound of swallowing saliva stood out loudly.

"that!"

Xiu En pointed to the figure and turned to Ivy, asking her with utmost seriousness.

"Do you think if we clean it up too, I can keep the helmet? I promise I won't finish it, I'll leave you the mask to use as a flowerpot."

"Stop your disrespectful appetite, Son of the Sun from another world."

The sound rang out simultaneously from all directions, carrying both ethereal and majestic qualities.

Doctor Fate slowly turned around, his eyes, glowing white beneath his helmet, fixed on Shuen.

The galaxies swirling around him seemed to freeze in time with his movements.

"Naboo is watching everything. I see the entanglements of cause and effect within you, fragments of Eastern divinity, the dark curse of Gotham, and that golden crow concept that is trying to devour your humanity."

He raised his hand, and a golden scale appeared in his palm. On one side of the scale was a feather, and on the other side was a restless miniature sun.

"You are a walking storm, Shuen. Order rejects you, but fate opens its doors for you. Will you seek healing, or will you seek that moment of destruction?"

The torrent of order within the Tower of Destiny resembled a golden ocean, with a sense of oppression pressing in from all directions.

The sunflower clone was most sensitive to this. Ivy, who was perched on Xiu En's shoulder, nervously contracted her leaves and wrapped her roots around Xiu En's collar. It was as if if she let go, the man in front of her, who still thought about food even in front of the gods, would instantly ascend into an untouchable conceptual entity.

She was waiting, waiting for Xiu En to make that choice about himself in this place where only order existed.

Xiu En's consciousness sank completely into the depths of his mind, and in the face of this seemingly unsolvable dead end, he directly activated his biggest cheat code.

[This information was sent to Heaven.]

The task panel shattered and disintegrated in an instant, turning into countless points of light that reformed and finally unfolded into a platinum scroll before his eyes.

The arrival of that will caused the restless Golden Crow Fire within Xiu En's body to instantly shrink back into a corner in awe, like a fledgling bird encountering a raptor.

The ancient charm of classical Chinese replaced mechanical characters, carrying a sense of detachment born of experience and the indulgence of those in power.

【Foolish child. The mere hundred and one-hundredth of the setting sun, a fleeting fire beside the imperial chariot, how could it possibly seize the abode of a descendant of the White Emperor?】

[Your destiny is to govern killing and destruction. That little bit of blazing sun energy is like charcoal in a furnace; if not used to refine gold, it will only be scorched and wasted. Even if it represents the ancient concept of the blazing sun, under absolute sharpness, it can only be a tool for tempering.]

The scroll slowly turned, and the ancient ink characters moved like swimming dragons, pointing to the silent golden figure in reality.

[This puppet of fate before you can be considered a good medicine. Using its power of order to suppress your restlessness can indeed reduce your suffering and allow you to quickly master that power capable of burning the heavens and boiling the seas. However, the entanglements of cause and effect within it are not so easy to escape once you get caught up in them.]

As the system explained, a brand-new task interface radiating black and white light appeared at the end of the scroll.

Those who attain godhood sever all emotions and desires, soaring high in the heavens, regarding all things as mere straw dogs. Yet, they also attain great freedom, unburdened by the mortal world.

【 Those who struggle on this shore, experiencing suffering in all five aggregates, yet can savor the bittersweet flavors of life, possessing flesh and blood, experiencing both pain and joy.

[Task Released: The Great Dao is Three Thousand]

Whether you wish to become the cold, lonely sun in the sky, or a gluttonous mortal in this world, the system and I grant your request.

Xiu En looked at the two paths in his mind that seemed to require him to choose one or the other, and suddenly opened his eyes.

He lowered his head and patted the trembling sunflower on his shoulder reassuringly, feeling the plant's texture against his fingertips.

Then, he touched his stomach, which was still craving food.

The realistic tactile sensation was nice, but he didn't dislike the feeling of all the power burning away in the sky either.

"Choose one of the two?"

Xiu En asked a question that showed his ignorance of the immensity of heaven and earth.

"Only children make choices; adults, of course, cough cough, I want both the divine power of an indestructible body and eternal life, and the mortal heart that can eat, sleep, and have someone to care for. Is it possible to have both?"

Is it possible to have both?

This time, the platinum reel trembled slightly, seemingly pleased by greed as well.

At that moment, the system echoed with only one word of affirmation and indulgence.

【Can.】

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