American comics: Praising the sun, starting from Gotham!

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The Chaos Knight, possessed by Sithon, trembled violently, and blinding blood light spurted from the gaps in its dark red armor.

"You're insane! You're not getting me!"

The will of Sithon roared fiercely, the sound shaking the stone pillars in the hall, causing dust to fall.

Chaos Knight's body began to collapse inward, and then expanded wildly.

Dark red chaotic magic surged and churned wildly inside the armor.

It abandoned its escape, and even relinquished control of the body, concentrating all its power in the core, preparing to trigger a dimensional explosion.

High Priest Malik was pinned against the wall by this terrifying aura of destruction, his eyes rolled back, and he made meaningless gurgling sounds in his throat, unable to even utter a word of begging for mercy, before being strangled to death by Ivy's vines.

"Trying to blow it up? You're using that trick again, aren't you?"

Xiu En took a step forward, and the stone slab beneath his feet instantly turned to dust.

He stretched out his free left hand, fingers spread, palm facing the Chaos Knight that was about to explode.

The golden fire, imbued with the sharp aura of gold, transformed into a gigantic golden hand, which seized the expanding, dark red ball of light.

"Stop it!"

Xiu En suddenly clenched his five fingers.

The chaotic magical power, capable of tearing space apart, let out a mournful cry under Xiu En's violent suppression.

Golden flames surged wildly back along the chains and the giant hand, burning all the violent energy into pure energy.

Xisorn's will was sealed away by the high temperature and pressure within a dark red crystal.

"Well done, Xiu En!"

Ivy's voice came from all directions through the vines, filled with undisguised joy.

"This stuff is much purer than that little devil!"

As she finished speaking, vines sprouted from the walls of the hall and tightly wrapped around the crystal that was still emitting a faint red light, turning it into a tightly wrapped green rice dumpling.

Xiu En clapped his hands in satisfaction, dispelling the golden flames on his hands.

He stepped forward, picked up the green vine bundle, and weighed it in his hand.

"The portion is very generous; it's perfect whether used as fertilizer or as a dessert."

Xiu En raised his hand and drew a dimensional rift burning with golden flames in mid-air.

"Let's go back to Gotham."

Xiu En called out to the empty hall.

"Ah Fu said there's special barbecue tonight, and I don't want to be late."

The vines that had been creeping across the entire hall withered and shrank rapidly, turning into specks of green light that dissipated into the air.

Shuen, carrying his high-energy takeout, stepped through the portal to the DC Universe.

The golden dimensional rift slowly closed on the smooth lawn of Wayne Manor.

Xiu En strode out of the passage and took a deep breath.

Constantine's jaw dropped as he looked at the enormous rice dumpling that Xiu En was holding, which was wrapped tightly in vines and emitted a faint dark red glow.

"That's it?"

Constantine took a deep drag on his cigarette and exhaled a smoke ring.

"You've caught the fish? That's incredibly efficient; even the debt collectors in hell would weep."

Hugh completely ignored Constantine's flattery.

He casually tossed the green crystal onto the lawn.

Sithon vibrated within the vine-wrapped crystal, first uttering a vicious curse, then a death threat.

The dark red light inside the crystal flickered intensely.

When Xisorn's will realized that Shuen was completely immune to its death threats, not even flinching, it finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"You're insane! Are you even listening to me?!"

Sithon's voice exploded directly in the minds of Shuen and Constantine.

"I admit I underestimated you before. But I only crushed a projection of your energy! And you? You tore through space and snatched a wisp of my original consciousness!"

The crystal writhed restlessly on the lawn, and the red light flashed more rapidly.

"Now you've gone to another universe and taken my descent vessel and another part of my consciousness with you! In terms of value, you've already made a killing! We're even! Put me back in the Crimson Universe, and I promise I'll never set foot in your territory again!"

Upon hearing these remarks, Constantine couldn't help but rub his temples with the fingers holding the cigarette, a smug, mischievous smile playing on his lips.

Xiu En lowered his head, looking at the ancient demon god at his feet who was trying to negotiate using the principle of equivalent exchange.

"Even?"

Xiu En raised one eyebrow, squatted down, and flicked the vine with his finger.

"Have you been in the void for too long and lost your mind?"

"Did I travel all this way to wait for you just to discuss some cross-dimensional fair trading rules?"

Xiu En smiled.

"You crushed my clone, that's called provocation. I brought you back, that's called restocking. Have you ever seen someone go to the supermarket to buy meat and, just because the pig resisted a little, think that everything is even and put the meat back?"

"..."

Sisorn remained silent.

A soft rustling sound came from the direction of the main house.

Ivy walked over across the lawn.

The little sunflower on Xiu En's shoulder immediately cheered and transformed into a green light, merging into Ivy's body.

Ivy's green eyes gleamed with a fanatical light that sent chills down Sithon's spine.

"Well done, Shuen."

Ivy walked up to the crystal and made no attempt to hide her admiration.

She stretched out her fingers and gently stroked the outer vines.

"It has extremely high purity, and its activity is even stronger than the one in the bottle."

"That's right, I specifically chose the fattest spots to cut."

Xiu En stood up triumphantly and clapped his hands.

"This stuff is pretty good, isn't it? What about that little mouse in the Constantine bottle? Could they make a pair?"

"I've already buried that bottle in the bottom layer of potting soil in the greenhouse."

Ivy's lips curled into a cold smile.

"Since they are originally from the same source, I will plant the larger one on top. Let them savor the joy of reunion as their magic is drained by the plant roots."

Inside the crystal, Sithon let out a scream as the vines squeezed him.

"Alright, boss, your gardener seems quite pleased with this gift."

Constantine stubbed out his cigarette and rubbed his hands together.

"Now that you've finished all the dirty and hard work, don't you think it's time to settle your final payment as the technical consultant? For example, could you have that old butler get me a good drink, or arrange a hot meal?"

Xiu En waved his hand and walked toward the main house in high spirits.

"Let's go to the restaurant. Ah Fu said they'll have special barbecue tonight, or there won't be any left but bones if we go too late."

The crystal wrapped in vines stopped struggling on the lawn, its dark red light flickering, exuding an air of utter defiance.

This time, Sisorn's voice carried a sense of weariness and ruthlessness, as if he had seen through the illusions of the world.

"Do whatever you want, you lunatic."

"The will of Sithon continues," said Sithon.

"You think you can keep winning? I admit that bait is tempting, but the great Crimson Lord will never fall for the same trick twice!"

The red light inside the crystal flickered, as if expressing some kind of provocation.

"From this day forward, whenever I smell that nauseating golden light, or see that body with a face similar to yours, I will absolutely not send even a single trace of my consciousness to descend upon it! At most, you can only capture these two of my consciousnesses, which are nothing but a drop in the ocean to my true body!"

Sithon's tone gradually became arrogant.

"I have plenty of time. A thousand years, ten thousand years—to a dimensional lord, it's just the time it takes to doze off. I'll stay in the Crimson Universe and see what you can do to me! So, before things escalate further, let's make peace. Release me!"

"And then promise never to set foot in your territory again? You already said that, you rat."

Shuen picked at his ear, ruthlessly interrupting Sisson's long-winded speech.

He looked at the green package on the ground, his eyes filled with pity for someone with intellectual disabilities.

Constantine, standing to the side, couldn't help but laugh out loud. He put his hands in his trench coat pockets and shrugged his shoulders.

"Boss, I've really seen something new today."

Constantine kicked the dirt on the lawn with his toe.

"I've seen hell lords throw tantrums because they don't pay their debts, but a dignified demon god is just loafing around like a teenager with his internet disconnected. If this gets back to the ears of those dark mages, it could probably cause a collapse of faith."

Xiu En tapped on the outer shell of the vine again.

"Reconcile? Are you mistaken?"

Xiu En looked down at the crystal from his high vantage point.

"As for whether you come out in the future or not, do you think I care? At worst, I'll just stuff the bait into the crack of the Crimson Universe next time. I don't believe your subordinates, who have been starving for tens of thousands of years, can resist taking the bait. As long as a fish takes the bait, I can go down the fishing line and turn your whole pond upside down."

Sithon's will fell silent within the crystal.

It suddenly realized that its proud lifespan and dimensional barriers were not as reliable as it had imagined.

"Have you finished talking?"

Ivy's voice came from the side.

She had somehow put on a pair of protective gloves woven from plant fibers and was staring at the crystals on the ground.

"Now that we're done talking, I'm taking this fertilizer to the greenhouse. That newly sprouted mandrake can't wait to taste the crimson magic. And I've used the little devils from before to grow some fruit; I'm sure you'll like it, Shuen."

Ivy glanced at Xiu En.

"If you keep wasting your breath on fertilizer, Afu's barbecue will really get cold."

"Coming right away."

Shuen immediately turned around, completely forgetting about Sisorn.

For a diner, meat on the cutting board is never as appealing as meat on the dining table.

He waved his hand and looked at Constantine.

"Let's go. Since you've been working fairly efficiently, I'll allow you to have another meal here. But don't blame me for not warning you, you'd better not try to take the meat from me while we're eating."

Constantine immediately put on a fawning smile and followed after him eagerly.

"No way, boss. I have a small appetite, just leave me some broth to mix with my rice."

As the two walked towards the main house, Ivy used vines to lift the crystals from the ground and headed towards the underground greenhouse. Tonight, for some demons, was destined to be a long and painful beginning.