American comics: Praising the sun, starting from Gotham!

Not long after.

The tremors of the earth stopped.

Before some greater terror descends, even earthquakes dare not make a sound.

Steppenwolf was blasted into a deep crater, but the energy from the Mother Box on his body seemed like a desperate cry for help, bursting forth with intense light.

"For the sake of the Dark Lord!"

The torn hole in the sky was forcibly stretched open into a vast void connecting an endless world of lava and ash.

Then came a chill that seemed to freeze one's soul.

Even Diana, a demigod, couldn't help but grip her shield tightly in the face of this aura, her fighting spirit suppressed by the fear that originated from the depths of her blood.

"You? You failed?"

One hand.

A hand, larger than the ruins of the Hall of Justice, covered a surface as cracked as a dead star.

It slowly extended out from that dimension called Apocalypse.

It ignored Superman's heat vision and Arthur's trident, and like someone reaching into a fish tank to scoop up a dying goldfish, it easily grasped the struggling Steppenwolf in its palm.

The mere wisp of dark energy emanating from between his fingers caused Steelbone to let out a piercing scream.

"What belongs to me will ultimately return to darkness."

A somber announcement.

At the same time, a deep red energy field called Omega overflowed from between the giant fingers.

Victor let out a distorted scream as his system core was being forcibly rewritten.

This is Darkseid, the supreme ruler of the new gods.

Just a single interdimensional reach caused Earth's gravity to become disordered.

The Earth is as fragile as a joke in the face of this hand.

"This tastes awful."

Upon sensing this purely malicious intrusion, the power within Xiu En's body produced a violent reaction similar to obsessive-compulsive disorder.

In his view, it was as if a giant covered in mud was trying to stick his dirty hands into his plate and stir things up.

"roll!"

Xiu En's trench coat turned to ashes in the high temperature.

Even his human body, which had been tempered and refined by Shao Hao's golden energy, could no longer bear the ancient power that was now erupting deep within his soul.

light.

It's not just about brightness.

A torrent of fiery golden light erupted from Xiu En in all directions.

The surrounding water vaporized in an instant, and the mother box resonance wave frequency, which had just been swaggering, melted away as quickly as snow encountering its natural enemy.

Within that towering golden pillar of fire, the human form completely vanished.

Then came a high-pitched cry that seemed to pierce the soul.

Golden wings spread out, obscuring the sky.

Every feather was dripping with magma, he stood on three feet in the air, surrounded by the Great Sun Fire that could burn the void, and a sunflower was perched on his head.

It was a sun that had gone completely berserk because its territory had been invaded by darkness.

Under the stunned gaze of the entire Justice League.

Under Batman's suspicious gaze, which was not part of his plan.

This mythical creature, formed from light and fire, with a world-destroying aura, flapped its wings and crashed directly into the giant gray hand that had crossed over from another realm.

The enormous golden crow took flight, completely ignoring the Omega pressure that was enough to annihilate gods, and with unstoppable madness, crashed into the wrist of the gray giant hand.

Zizi!

The moment the divine fire touched Daxide's gray rock skin, it could only produce a crackling sound similar to cold water being poured onto a branding iron.

The giant hand's skin shielded it from the intense heat.

It's still too slow.

If it continues to burn like this, the Earth will be shattered by the aftershocks.

A glint of cunning and ruthlessness, belonging to Xiu En, flashed in the eyes of the golden crow in mid-air.

Since the quality is insufficient, let's make up for it with quantity.

next moment.

From that enormous golden crow body, hundreds and thousands of Xiu En suddenly split off.

Each of them was completely golden, their facial features indistinct, with only the high-energy reaction of an impending overload explosion pulsating wildly.

These clones swarmed around the giant hand and rushed into the open, sonic tunnel like madmen.

Heading towards Apocalypse.

It rushed towards the true form that sat high on the throne.

With a roar from the main body, countless Xiu En simultaneously detonated their Golden Crow cores within the otherworldly passage filled with magma and thick smoke.

Even in a vacuum, the aftershocks of the explosion created visible golden ripples.

Those thousands upon thousands of clones, in the most resolute way, detonated all their light and heat within the passage connecting the two dimensions.

Even someone as powerful as Darkseid had to choose to save his hand and abandon his pride in that instant.

The giant gray hand that covered the sky quickly retracted into the depths of the passage.

The sound tunnel began to collapse.

Space is healing that ugly wound on its own.

But just as that final gap was about to close, a venomous female voice crossed dimensions and entered the minds of Xiu En and everyone present.

"Since you despise darkness so much... then I will bestow it upon your most cherished lair."

"I curse that city called Gotham!"

"Eternal darkness, where no light can be found!"

Almost at the same second after the words were spoken.

Hundreds of kilometers away, on the Atlantic coast.

Gotham City, which was still bathed in the afternoon sun, suddenly turned from day to night without warning.

Darkness enveloped every inch of the street and every tall building.

The streetlights flickered and then went out.

Even when the car's headlights are turned on at their brightest, the light is completely swallowed up by some unknown substance about a meter away from the headlight cover.

The entire city was plunged into a deathly silence and darkness.

Even the light in people's eyes was rapidly dimming. Fear was growing wildly in the darkness, like weeds.

"!!!"

A high-pitched cry shattered all the remaining clouds over Washington.

For Shuen, who was completely immersed in divinity, to dare to dump those filthy and disgusting dark substances into his dining hall.

It even collapsed on the roof of the welfare home.

he is very angry.

The golden sun hovering over Washington began to shrink, then transformed into a golden streak that shot toward the northern horizon.

The air was torn apart by the high temperature, leaving a long, lingering trail behind it.

Over Gotham.

When the golden light arrived, the thick curtain of curses seemed to encounter boiling oil, churning violently.

Shuen did not use any tricks.

Purification spells and dispelling curses are unnecessary.

He himself is the most ardent and incomprehensible light in the world.

Its wingspan extended, covering the entire city of Gotham.

Endless light and heat erupted from the center of the Venn Tower.

It is not just visible light, but also contains the conceptual fire that is enough to burn away all impure and evil attributes.

Faced with this unreasonable energy output, the dark curses emitted sharp crackling sounds and began to evaporate and disintegrate in large swathes.

The Gotham citizens on the ground first felt the warmth.

Then they looked up.

After experiencing the darkness of despair, they witnessed a miracle.

A golden sun wasn't hanging in the sky, but rather it squatted arrogantly above the city, illuminating every corner with an almost violent gentleness.

In the greenhouse of the orphanage, the plants that had just withered due to the darkness suddenly grew wildly, and Ivy had to summon huge vines to block the excessively strong ultraviolet rays.

On the rooftop of the Gotham Police Department, the previously malfunctioning searchlights appeared utterly pale and powerless against this radiant light.

The rats that had been hiding in the gutter, trying to cause trouble in the darkness, screamed and turned to ashes in the golden light.

The curse has been broken.

Even other miscellaneous curses hidden in Gotham have been broken!

This city of sin welcomed its cleanest, and perhaps excessively hottest, afternoon in its history.

The spire of the Tower of Venn was like a star forge that had just been extinguished, with every inch of air twisted with heat waves.

The golden crow overhead finally began to fold its wings.

But Xiu En's mind was even more active than the outside world.

[You brat! You brat!!]

The system transformed directly into scrolling golden clerical script, each stroke trembling with a sense of disappointment and frustration, even resorting to plain language in anger, as if afraid Xiu En wouldn't understand.

[I am passing on to you the "Great Sun Projection Technique," which is for self-cultivation, understanding the true path of heaven and earth, and forging your humanity! Is that a bomb for you to forcibly detonate your clones?! You're using your humanity as a bomb, and so much at that? Do you even want to be human anymore? Want to be a Golden Crow? Neither god nor human!]

Another classical Chinese script appeared.

What a waste! What a disgrace to civilization!

Xiu En is like a spoiled child who has just gone wild outside and is getting scolded when he gets home.

He maintained his golden crow-like radiance, even though his mind was filled with curses, he stubbornly maintained the attitude of "I'm not wrong, I'll do it again next time."

If it were Xiu En, it would probably be a single sentence by now.

"But that explosion was really cool!"

But the Golden Crow ignored the system's meaning and continued to shine as the sun.

Just then, the sunflower that had been perched on his head, even during the explosion, moved.

It seems that Ivy's clone also received some kind of complaint hotline from the system, or perhaps it simply couldn't stand seeing this silly bird continuing to pose and radiate heat on it.

Snapped!

A huge green leaf, enveloped in a beam of white light, slammed hard onto the glowing forehead.

"Did you hear that! The old man is telling you to get down and behave yourself!"

The sunflower's voice echoed through the sky.

"Look at these plants! You've melted the greenhouse glass at the orphanage! Who do you think you are? Only children think the brighter the better!"

If Bruce or anyone else had dared to slap a mythical beast on the head like that, they would probably be a wisp of smoke by now.

But when it came to this leaf, Xiu En's originally raging and turbulent golden fire instantly became incredibly docile.

But when it came to this leaf, Xiu En's originally raging and turbulent golden fire instantly became incredibly docile.

It's like a cat with its fur standing on end being stroked correctly.

The divine light that filled the sky began to collapse inward in a strange rhythm.

The violent energy no longer scattered and destroyed, but seemed to be woven by an invisible, skillful hand.

The light transformed into threads, and the threads solidified into armor.

Under the reshaping effect of Shao Hao's highly pure divine power, a suit of armor flowing with crimson-gold cloud patterns, as if wearing the entire twilight and dawn, was once again covered on Xiu En's body, which had returned to human form.

The golden crow totem with its head held high is faintly visible on the shoulders, and the long, crimson cloak hangs down naturally like a solar prominence, moving and rustling even without wind.

When the golden light completely dissipated.

One dressed in magnificent golden armor.

A man with long, black hair that reached his waist and a lingering divine air about him stood on an old bronze ornament in the Tower of Wayne.

This look is even more godlike than the one in the Metropolitan Museum of Art with the red sheet draped over his head.

If he doesn't start speaking human language the next second.

Xiu En looked down at his dazzlingly shiny skin, then at the system in his mind that was still flooding the screen with insults against him for being uncivilized.

Finally, their gaze fell upon Bruce, who had just hovered the Batplane beside the platform, pushing open the hatch with a complex expression on his face.

"Hey, big bat."

Xiu En pointed to his still glowing belly, and even from hundreds of meters away, his self-righteous voice carried clearly.

"That attack I just made burned through the energy of at least three thousand star days. The Wayne Corporation's cafeteria won't be having a top-notch meal tonight!"

He raised his hand, making a gesture as if he were about to break off the spire of the Tower of Wayne.

"I ate this lightning rod as a dessert."

Bruce let out a long sigh of relief under his helmet.

well.

They also extort money, search for food, and threaten people by destroying their homes.

This is the real bastard, genuine and not possessed by any ancient god.

Although the Gotham sunlight was still as blinding as midday at the equator, the unsettling sense of divine oppression had finally vanished.

"Afu is already preparing."

Batman approached, with a relaxed and indulgent air that only those who knew him well could detect.

"Welcome back to Gotham, Shum."

As the golden light over Gotham gradually stabilized, the system panel reappeared.

This time.

The scrolling text even seemed somewhat perfunctory, revealing a stingy attitude of giving only a small amount out of consideration for the merits of the donation.

[Mission Settlement: Apocalypse Crisis (S-Rank)]

[Comment: While they blew up the enemy's door, they almost destroyed their own. Brute force is not advisable; please think carefully before acting.]

[Reward: Base lifespan +100 years.]

[Bonus Reward: A wisp of pure Taibai Qi.]

Xiu En raised an eyebrow. "That's it?"

It should be noted that the "Shaohao Longevity Scripture" is now operating on its own. As long as he is still breathing and as long as there is still the sun, these 100 days of lifespan are like a hundred-dollar attendance bonus for a billionaire.

It is a pity that it is tasteless.

"You're being way too stingy."

But the cyan aura that followed was genuinely useful.

It is a clear stream with a slightly bitter and cool feel.

It shot straight down Xiu En's skull, like a bucket of ice water poured onto a red-hot iron.

Xiu En even felt a wisp of white smoke rising from the depths of his soul.

The murderous intent and frenzy that had been boiling with rage because of looking directly at Darkseid cooled down rapidly in the face of this pure energy.

The impulse to destroy something vanished, replaced by a tranquility known as the "wise man's time."

Even the golden crow armor he wore, which flickered between light and shadow due to his emotional fluctuations, seemed to soften considerably.

However, education does not end there.

Just as Xiu En caught his breath and thought the matter was over,

The system interface, which should have been closed, suddenly turned into specks of golden light, which condensed into an ancient wooden ruler above his head.

Snapped!

The first blow sent a shiver down Xiu En's spine.

It didn't hurt, but the humiliation of being hit on the forehead was extremely intense.

This is the first admonition: Avoid pride.

Snapped!

The second blow shattered the slight arrogance he had felt from possessing such great power.

This is the second prohibition: Avoid impatience.

Snapped!

The third blow was the lightest, yet it carried a sigh of helplessness.

This is the third precept: the virtue of cherishing life.

After striking it three times, the ruler, representing the elder's will, suddenly slid downwards and embedded itself under the leaf of the sunflower sitting on his shoulder watching the show.

And it thoughtfully shrinks automatically to a size suitable for a sunflower to wave.

The system's last words rang out, and everyone present could hear them.

If he misbehaves again, beat him for me. Don't hold back.

The entire room fell silent.

Bruce silently turned his head in the fighter jet, pretending to check the instrument panel, but his shoulders were actually shaking violently.

Xiu En raised his hand, touched his forehead, and then looked at the sunflower on his shoulder, which was waving a small ruler around as if it had found a treasure, gesturing to show its texture.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to curse, but the fresh energy that had just entered his body made him feel calm and even a little amused.

Fine.

He accepted it readily.

"that……"

Xiu En looked down at his armor, which was actually not very convenient for movement.

Although it looks cool, has incredible defensive capabilities, and can transform into various melee weapons at will.

But it has no pockets.

More importantly, he remembered what he had originally been wearing beneath that glamorous exterior.

That trench coat that Ivy gave him, the trench coat that accompanied him through all sorts of delicious food.

In the eruption of that fully formed Golden Crow True Fire, no mortal could possibly survive.

Even magical equipment won't work.

It has completely turned into ashes in the sky.

After the divine radiance faded, a sense of regret for the old things, a feeling that belonged to Xiu En, welled up inside him.

"I'm sorry, Xiaohua."

Xiu En's voice carried a hint of ingratiation, as if he had done something wrong.

He reached out and gently touched the sunflower leaf that had just received the ruler.

"Whether it's the clothes or the fact that you almost burned your greenhouse to a crisp."

"Just now, I really couldn't control myself."