American comics: Praising the sun, starting from Gotham!

The clouds parted like white waves under Xiu'en's impact.

Xiu En's figure left a long trail in the sky.

Just as the outline of Washington came into view at the edge of his field of vision, Hugh paused for a moment.

He was adjusting the surging metal energy within his body.

"Marvel can't do without me. What if the dinner here goes on too long and the snacks over there get cold?"

He muttered to himself, then with his right hand, fingers together like a knife, he made a light slash in the air.

A golden light, slightly more ethereal than his true form but still solid, detached from his body and entered the dimensional folds.

Bruce's instructions continued incessantly over the communicator.

"Furthermore, I don't want to see you take a bite out of Diana's shield or anyone else's equipment; that would be a diplomatic disaster."

"Okay, okay, got it, Bruce."

Xiu En reached out and made a crushing motion in the void.

The communicator was enveloped in golden light to block out sound, and then fell completely silent.

"The whole world is quiet now."

Xiu En was satisfied.

The next second, he abruptly disappeared over New Jersey.

When the light arrives, God has arrived.

In Washington, the Justice Hall, half-renovated, has already been transformed into a nascent form of the future by the Wayne Group's money.

In the corner of the self-service dining area, on long tables covered with pristine white tablecloths, towers of food stood out prominently. .

At that moment, a man dressed in golden scales, with his back to the door, furtively or rather unrefinedly reached out and grabbed a lobster.

"If that little red guy in the bodysuit running around doesn't shut up, I'll shove him into the ventilation duct!"

Arthur Curry, the King of Atlantis, muttered curses as he ate the seafood he found not fresh enough.

Just then, a wave of dry, hot heat that made Aquaman uncomfortable exploded behind him.

In an instant, the air was displaced and the golden light solidified.

Xiu En appeared at the other end of the table, his hand still in a grabbing motion, reaching out towards the plate of lobsters.

Hey, big guy.

Shuen's pupils were fixed on the headless lobster in Arthur's hand, then he glanced at the golden trident in Aquaman's hand.

"Would you mind sharing this? Whether it's this shrimp or that shiny gold fork in your hand?"

Arthur turned around.

A split second before the King of the Seven Seas made his attack stance, he recognized the dazzling figure before him.

"Oh, damn it. It's you."

Arthur's eyes narrowed, and then his muscles relaxed.

The previous collaboration in Ci'en Port left this aquaman with a deep and intense psychological trauma.

"Please call me the Sun God, or your dining companion."

Xiu En didn't stand on ceremony and picked up a piece of oyster.

Without him swallowing, the hard oyster shell turned into powder and was directly absorbed in the light.

"By the way, Atlantis is also a source of divine metal, right? The smell of that fork—well, I mean, its quality—looks even purer than last time."

"Stay away from it, Light Man."

Arthur instinctively hid the trident behind his back, truly regarding this weapon as his lifeline.

Despite grumbling, Arthur still pushed the biggest lobster toward Shum.

Xiu En accepted the plate with a clear conscience and even began to nitpick.

"But honestly, this thing is too soft and lacks chewiness. I think your submarine hull might taste better."

"That's specially made to withstand the pressure of deep water! You can't eat it!"

Arthur raised his voice an octave, drawing a puzzled look from Steelbone, who was adjusting equipment in the distance.

"What kind of combination is this? One's a metal-consuming idiot, the other's an alcoholic."

A helpless voice came from the shadows.

Wonder Woman Diana was dressed casually, but her demigod aura still made her stand out from the crowd.

She held two wine glasses in her hand, clearly as a tranquilizer for these two uncontrollable factors.

"I knew it; as long as the food was laid out, certain people would automatically show up."

"Diana".

Xiu En nodded in acknowledgment, but his eyes rudely swept over the pair of gleaming silver protective bracelets on her wrist.

Diana almost instinctively put her hands behind her back, as skillfully as Arthur concealed his trident.

"Before Bruce goes crazy, I suggest you two tone it down."

The Amazon princess sighed.

"Clark will be here soon, with his gift."

"Click."

Diana watched with a twitch as a piece of the plate was broken off from Hugh's hand and put into his mouth to chew.

"It's gone soft."

Shuen swallowed the unsatisfying pastry, his eyes once again sweeping maliciously toward the Neptune Trident in Arthur's hand.

"Indeed, mortal silverware contains too many impurities. What if we could add some deep-sea divine gold to neutralize it?"

Don't even think about it!

Arthur suddenly took half a step back.

The King of the Seven Seas casually tossed a king crab from the entire table toward Shuen.

"Eat this! The shell is hard enough!"

Xiu En caught the poor crab in mid-air and rubbed his fingers together.

He shook his head regretfully.

"The calcium carbonate content is good, but it lacks soul. Soul, you know? It's like drinking a flat Coke."

Just as Neptune was about to get away from Shuen, a whooshing sound came from the air.

The person who arrived had clearly slowed down to maintain the structural integrity of the temporary building.

Clark Kent hovered half a meter off the ground, his red cloak fluttering in the air currents, a smile on his face that could melt the winter snow of Metropolis.

The difference was that his hands were not empty; each hand was carrying a sealed box large enough to fit a tank.

Good afternoon, everyone. I hope I'm not too late.

Superman's gaze swept across the entire area, finally settling on the light man who was gnawing on a silver plate, and his smile widened even further.

"Shuen! It's been a long time. After our last meeting in Metropolis, this is a reunion I never dared to imagine."

"Clark".

Xiu En casually tossed aside the remaining half of the silver plate and went to meet him with the eager gaze one would give to Santa Claus.

"As long as what you bring is good enough, I'll forgive you even if you're a whole year late. Is that what I'm thinking?"

I think you'll like it.

Clark gently placed the two heavy boxes on the ground.

"This is the spare armor from Metal Man Unit 2, and a few high-frequency vibration blades developed specifically to counter me. How hard are they? Even I would have to put in some effort to flatten them."

As he spoke, he lifted the lid of one of the boxes, like a friend sharing snacks.

What was exposed inside was a pile of alloy plates with electric arcs still flickering at the broken edges.

"Make way, make way! How can we move heavy loads without an ace pilot?"

A beam of emerald light appeared, and a man wearing a domino mask, even indoors, whistled past.

Hal Jordan hovered above the box, the green light ring on his finger shining brightly, instantly materializing into a realistic green crane, which grabbed the heavy pile of scrap.

"As long as you have enough willpower, you can even build an Eiffel Tower out of scrap metal."

Hal defiantly gestured with his chin towards Batman, who remained silent, before looking at Shum.

Xiu En squinted at the glowing green energy creation and curled his lip in disdain.

"A bluff. It smells like mint toothpaste, the kind that's about to expire."

Before the Green Lantern could even refute...

Xiu En reached out and grabbed a fragment of the vibrating knife, biting off half of it like a potato chip.

"Um……"

Xiu En closed his eyes.

"That crispness, that menacing spiciness, Clark, tell those villains to remember to add extra seasoning next time they build equipment. This is Game of the Week!"

"Now that everyone has eaten their fill, and even the dishes have been disposed of."

Beside the railing, the black figure finally broke its silence.

Batman's voice rang out.

"Then let's get down to business."

Everyone, including Xiu En, stopped what they were doing. The atmosphere instantly shifted from the cheerful atmosphere of the buffet to the tense atmosphere before battle.

The large screen lit up, displaying a holographic image of Earth in a sickly dark red color, rotating above everyone's heads.

As he tapped his fingers on the console, several red warning dots appeared on the screen, along with an audio signal filled with piercing high-frequency noise.

Even when played through a speaker, the sound was nauseating, as if countless flies were buzzing inside one's head.

Batman then released the corpse of a Parademon.

Xiu En raised his hand and waved it in front of his nose, but this clearly did little to block out the stench.

"Hey, it's pitch black."

Shuen frowned, and even his gaze toward Bruce carried a hint of reproach.

"What are you putting on? That's noise. It's seriously ruining my enjoyment of the meal we just had."

"I felt it too."

Diana suddenly stood up, and the silver bracelets that she had been intentionally or unintentionally protecting behind her collided with each other, instantly covering her entire body with divine light.

"This aura is ancient, evil, and filled with a tyrannical desire for conquest. It is neither human nor an ordinary visitor from another world."

Superman's super hearing allowed him to hear the sound earlier than anyone else present.

"I've never heard such a hungry sound before."

Clark floated down, his red cape no longer fluttering.

"It's like something is going to devour the entire planet."

"This sound is called the master box signal; it's a declaration of war."

Bruce pulled up a blurry satellite image; it showed a rotating vortex.

The vortex was an unsettling, charred black, with red lightning crackling at its edges.

"What is this?"

Steelbone's red eyes began to flash, the massive data stream nearly overloading his processor.

"My system is in fear. Victor's part wants to escape, while the source data part of the mother box wants to go home."

"go home?"

Hal materialized a green shield, but his tone clearly lacked some of his previous confidence.

"Don't tell me we're facing some kind of cosmic family reunion drama."

"It's Apokolips."

Diana uttered that name.

"The territory of Darkseid, the Dark Lord. If this is truly the prelude to the Burst Channel, then we are no longer facing mere criminals, but a mythical catastrophe."

Bruce nodded, his gaze sweeping over everyone before finally settling on a disgruntled Shuen.

"According to my simulations, conventional methods have a less than 1% chance of success against the Apokolips Legion. What we need is to disrupt the channel process."

"Do you need a monster that can devour all those Apokolips spaceships, armor, or other metal constructs?"

Xiu En picked up the conversation, his eyes flashing with excitement. Although the stench made him uncomfortable, the word "myth" often meant higher-grade ingredients.

"As long as they don't send those fleshy, iron-less creatures to disgust me, I can reluctantly treat this as afternoon tea!"

"Boom!"

As if in response to Xiu En's request, a pitch-black, three-meter-diameter sonic tunnel appeared in mid-air in the center of the hall.

A hideous creature with wings and rotting flesh appeared.

It roared, drooling dark green saliva, and lunged at Xiu En.

"..."

"I retract my previous statement!"

Xiu En looked at the creature rushing towards him, and his expression instantly changed from excitement to extreme disgust.

"This thing is disgusting! So they can just come here without spaceships and armor? I won't eat it! I'd rather die than eat it!"

The golden light flourishes.

The divine fire transformed into a golden pillar of light, instantly obliterating the unfortunate Parademon Vanguard in mid-air.

Not even ashes were left.

Only the lingering burnt smell in the air proved that something had indeed been there.