American comics: Praising the sun, starting from Gotham!

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After a while.

The only small patch of sea outside Ci'en Harbor that had not yet been completely blackened was stirred up by waves.

Amidst the splashing water, a figure clad in golden scale armor soared into the sky.

The Trident of Neptune, symbolizing the authority of the seven seas, pinned the mud monster that had just emerged from the water to a pillar under the Sunlight.

Arthur Curry landed, his boots creating two deep, cracked craters on the dock.

His wild blond hair was still dripping wet, but that didn't diminish the ferocity of his expression, which was more intense than that of a deep-sea shark.

He yanked the trident out, flicked off the black slime, and then turned to roar at Xiu En in mid-air:

"Hey! You glowing light guy! What do you take me for? The head of Gotham City's sewer cleaning crew? I'm in that damn desert fighting a bunch of alien bugs that only dig holes, and then your call comes knocking!"

He slammed the divine weapon in his hand. Even this divine weapon, which could control the ocean, seemed to lose its smooth, wind-and-rain-summoning feel in the face of this black mud.

"And if you ever describe this sea using my bathtub again, even just once, I'll shove your head up into an orca's blowhole!"

"Calm down, golden long-haired fish. I'm giving you an opportunity to defend your territorial sovereignty."

Xiu En hovered at an absolutely safe height, pointing innocently at the increasingly violent black tide below.

"Besides, it's not completely dead yet, is it? Otherwise, it wouldn't smell so bad."

"That's the problem, genius."

Arthur bent down, staring at the black liquid trying to climb onto his boots with the look of utter contempt, then kicked it to pieces.

"You call this stagnant water? Did you learn your marine biology from some lunatic in Gotham Arkham?"

A look of disgust flashed across Aquaman's eyes.

"Water has memory, and it has life. But I can't hear anything down there. There's no panic of fish, no surging of undercurrents. It's like someone has pressed the mute button on the ocean."

He raised the trident, the remaining black stains on it not sliding off, but trying to seep into the crevices like some kind of living parasite.

"This is a living blob of vomit from another damn dimension, it's just mimicking the form of water to disgust us."

"Alright, that concludes the academic discussion."

Xiu En crossed his arms, and the Golden Crow Divine Fire on his body distorted the surrounding air, clearly determined not to get a drop of water on him.

"Since you know what this is, then hurry up and flush it away. I'm a germaphobe."

Arthur took a deep breath, his urge to stab Shuen in the butt reaching its peak, but after glancing at Diana beside him, who was equally helpless but ready for battle, he finally turned away, cursing.

"That's why I hate this damn land. And of all the land cities, Gotham is the one I hate the most!"

With a roar, Aquaman leaped up again, this time carrying the thunder of Atlantis's fury, and plunged straight into the core of the churning non-watery water.

Then he was ejected from the stagnant whirlpool and slammed hard onto the shipping container, denting a large chunk of the metal box on the shore.

Arthur struggled to get himself out of the steel plate, his blond hair now looking like a mop soaked in waste oil, sticking wetly to his face.

The once imposing Aquaman now looks more like a victim who has just crawled out of an oil spill site.

"vomit."

From within the golden sphere of light in the sky came the undisguised sound of Xiu En retching.

Instead of coming down to help, he increased the flight altitude by another twenty meters, erecting a golden barrier along with the sunflower stuck to his shoulder in this port filled with the smell of fish and the aura of curses.

"Seafood Uncle, your work efficiency is as worrying as your personal hygiene. I remember Poseidon in mythology rode out on a white horse, not vomited out by, emm, that kind of vomit."

"shut your mouth!"

Arthur wiped the grime off his face, flicked out a stream of nauseating black grime, and roared breathlessly.

The light on the trident had dimmed somewhat due to the filth.

"That thing has no physical form! It's like a collection of resentment! Neptune's divine power can tear steel apart and capsize aircraft carriers, but it can't sever this damned shadow that's not even liquid!"

He slammed his trident on the ground in anger, golden sparks flying from the blade, but they did nothing to stop the black water from spreading further through the cracks in the dock.

"It's probably because your fork isn't hot enough; cold metal can only give it a good scrubbing."

Xiu En waved dismissively from high above.

He stared at the once sacred artifact, now dull and lifeless.

"Throw it up here. Although I'm allergic to seafood, since I'm the merciful sun god, I don't mind disinfecting your eating organ. Cough cough, I mean, upgrading it."

Arthur squinted, looking at the figure floating in the light, then at the corrupted artifact in his hand.

Although this goes against the principle that a soldier should never be without his weapon, that thing does need some fire support.

"I know you've wanted to eat my trident for a long time. If you dare break it, I'll sink you into the Mariana Trench and feed you to the abalone!"

With that, he hurled Neptune's trident into the sky with all his might.

Xiu En did not catch it with his hands.

How could he possibly touch that thing that was just pulled out of the septic tank?

The trident hovered within his absolute domain, three meters in front of him.

Then, the pure golden Golden Crow True Fire enveloped it.

"This stagnant water is just something that hasn't reached a temperature high enough to evaporate it yet."

At the same time, the Gengxin metal energy overflowing from Xiu En's body, like tiny golden dragons, burrowed into the divine metal patterns of the trident, forcibly blending the blue divine power that originally belonged to the ocean with the violent golden fire of the sun for a short period of time.

After a metallic clang, the black slime adhering to the surface vanished into nothingness.

The once golden trident was now completely crimson, the weapon, which had temporarily gained the power of the sun, continuously radiated temperatures of thousands of degrees, distorting and deforming the surrounding air.

"Here you go. Be careful, these are real roasting forks now."

With a flick of his finger, Xiu En sent the divine weapon, still dripping with liquid golden fire, plummeting like a meteor.

Arthur caught the handle just before it hit the ground; the golden aura surrounding it prevented it from causing him much harm.

"hiss!"

The burning sensation made him gasp, but the trident in his hand trembled excitedly.

It was no longer a gentle tide, but a boiling tsunami.

"Ha! That's more like it!"

Arthur felt that he held not only the power over the sea, but also half the sun.

He watched as the black mud that had been relentlessly harassing him began to smoke and retreat simply as it approached the red-hot blade.

He grinned, revealing a savage smile like a shark smelling blood.

"Since you don't like cold showers, how about a sauna, you mud!"

Aquaman roared and, carrying the burning trident, leaped into the sea for the second time.

This time, white steam rose straight up from the sea surface, the seawater was ignited!

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