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Shazam's divine face looked at the black-clad man floating in front of him, the thunder accumulated in his chest seeming ready to burst forth at any moment.

"mortal……"

"You have committed the most unforgivable sin. You will pay for your arrogance with your soul eternally burned by divine lightning!"

"Oh?"

Xiu En raised an eyebrow, seemingly quite interested in the punishment.

"It sounds a bit like grilled food. I wonder what it tastes like."

Shazam stopped talking nonsense, raised his arms sharply, and let out a roar that shook the heavens.

Xiu En raised his right hand and extended one index finger toward him.

A golden beam of light shot out from his fingertips.

The light struck Shazam between the eyebrows.

Under the watchful eyes of thousands of people on Capitol Hill, and in Clark's helpless gaze, the magical lightning on Shazam's body, like a firefly encountering its natural enemy, let out a mournful cry before instantly going out.

His red battle armor, a symbol of Olympian divine authority, quickly disintegrated, turning into specks of light that vanished into the air.

The divine power that had been supporting his flight was instantly drained, and his robust and muscular body began to shrink.

It took less than a second.

The god who had just been solemnly proclaiming divine punishment transformed, right before everyone's eyes, back into a boy wearing a red hoodie, his eyes filled with terror and confusion.

Billy Batson.

"No...no! My power...my divine power!"

The immense fear of weightlessness and the loss of power caused Billy to let out a piercing scream.

His body fell helplessly toward the hard ground.

Xiu En watched him quietly. This power was not a ethereal power belonging to himself, and it was too easy to break.

He saw a ball of light, a mixture of white, gold, and gray, frantically escape from Billy's body.

That ball of light was the source of the corrupted "Six Gods' Power," and also the second offering needed for the Azure Emperor's Sacrifice.

The hypocritical, beastly soul of a sheep.

Xiu En opened his mouth and took a gentle breath.

Before the sheep's soul could even struggle, it transformed into a stream of light and was precisely drawn to him.

"Um……"

He squinted slightly and took a sniff.

"The top notes are a false holy light, the middle notes are the stench of power, and the base notes carry a hint of the bitter resentment of a child. Indeed, the flavor is very rich."

"It tastes good."

He gave his final evaluation, which can be considered an acknowledgment of the dessert.

"Billy!"

A fierce roar came from below.

Wonder Woman Diana witnessed a scene beyond her comprehension: her ally, a powerful god, was reduced to mortal form in a single encounter!

She exerted force with both legs, and the Capitol Hill dome beneath her feet instantly cracked. She exuded endless killing intent, and the God-Slaying Sword in her hand pierced straight into Xiu En's chest!

She was fast, but someone was faster than her.

Just as Diana leaped into the air, a figure moving with equal speed and leaving a blue afterimage appeared and blocked her and Shuen's path.

"Bang--!".

Superman's hard fist from the main universe collided with Diana's divine shield, forged by Hephaestus, the god of fire.

The shockwave spread out from the two people, tearing a huge circular hole in the clouds in the sky.

"It's you?!"

Diana stared at the Superman in front of her, dressed exactly the same but with completely different eyes, her face filled with astonishment and anger.

Why are you here?!

"Diana, stop!"

Clark's face was filled with pain and disappointment.

"Look what you've done! Look at what this world has become!"

"Oh, you're a fake! Shut up! You coward! You don't understand what true peace is!"

Diana roared, brandishing the God-Slaying Sword, and engaged in a fierce battle with Superman from another world.

On the other side, just as Billy Batson was about to fall onto the cold steps and turn into a pile of minced meat.

A black, ghostly figure appeared silently below him.

The injustice-ridden Batman, the dark knight of this world, arrived at the most crucial moment.

He used the prop to catch the still screaming boy, rolled him a few times to dissipate the impact, and then carried him away from the center of the chaos.

Xiu En glanced with interest at the two gods locked in combat, then at Batman hurrying away on the ground, before finally turning his gaze back to the crowd below, which had fallen into complete panic and chaos.

Everyone saw it.

They saw God with their own eyes and were exposed as a joke.

They also witnessed the emergence of another Superman and Wonder Woman's madness.

The sacred lie has been thoroughly exposed today.

Xiu En yawned, feeling a bit bored.

He turned around, his figure floating in mid-air not far from the battlefield, finding a spot with an excellent view, and then took out a small cookie from his pocket.

He munched away, munching away, while watching the intense and awkward battle below with great interest.

Clark's every punch landed on Diana's weak points, easily deflecting her powerful strikes.

His every move was like a ghost appearing in places Diana never expected, making all her pursuit futile.

His strength, speed, and skill completely overwhelmed the enraged Amazonian war god.

But his attacks always stopped short of being truly effective.

Just before the fist is about to strike Diana's body, 99% of its force will be dissipated, turning into a painless shove.

Just as the heat field is about to burn her up, it will instantly reduce its power and turn into a warm stage light.

He's more like a strict coach sparring with a tantrum student than engaging in a life-or-death battle.

"Stop, Diana! Set this as your homepage to get daily updates on works like 'American Comics: Praising the Sun Starting in Gotham!' Wake up!"

Clark's face was contorted with pain as he parried the onslaught of the Godslayer Sword while futilely offering his advice.

"This isn't you! The world you're supposed to protect shouldn't be like this!"

"Shut up!"

Diana's eyes burned with anger and contempt.

"What do you know? You coward! Karl brought true peace with his iron fist! And you, you just hide on your moral high ground, watching the world rot!"

Her swordsmanship became increasingly fierce, with each move aimed at Clark's vital points.

Xiu En took another bite of the cookie.

He could clearly see that within Clark's strong yet warm heart flowed emotions of hope and a desire to salvage the situation.

He was trying to influence her.

He still naively believed that the woman in front of him, who was about to take his life with her sword, was the Wonder Woman he knew, the one who represented truth and peace.

"Tsk, she's having another blissful breakdown."

Ivy commented bluntly from his shoulder.

"It's hard to understand why they have to make such a complicated situation when a simple slap could knock someone out."

"Yes, it's too much trouble."

Xiu En nodded in deep agreement.

Then, he sent his voice through a faint golden light into Clark's ears, who was struggling to defend himself.

"Clark".

Clark, who was dodging a deadly sweeping attack, paused, recognizing Shuen's voice.

"I said, are you sure you're not mistaken about something?"

Why are you getting so worked up about a spoiled can of food?

Clark dodged the sword that grazed his cheek, his brow furrowed.

"Shuen, stop making sarcastic remarks! She's just been deceived; she's still Diana!"

"wrong."

"Let me give you an example, Clark. You have two apples in front of you, one growing in a sunny orchard," One was sweet and juicy. The other one had fallen into a septic tank, soaked for months, and when it was pulled out, it was covered in a thick layer of paste.

As Clark listened to this absurd analogy, he accidentally took a heavy blow to the face but was unharmed, though his head started to throb even more.

"They are all called apples, and they look pretty much the same."

"But if you insist on blindly saying that the thing you fished out of the septic tank tastes the same as the one in your orchard, and even try to wash it clean and eat it as dessert, don't you think you're just making things difficult for your own tongue and stomach?"

"She...she's different! She's life!"

"Life? That giant fish I purified was also life; it only wanted to eat us. The little boy I just turned back into his original form—he just tried to roast me with divine lightning. Life and life are not the same, Clark."

Xiu En's voice turned somewhat cold.

"She is Diana, but she is not Diana. The one you know is your friend, a champion of justice. The one in front of you is not."

"She's just a rotten apple, a mad follower of an unjust superman, an enemy you have to throw in the trash."

"You're playing knightly games with her here, clinging to unrealistic fantasies. Every second, more people in this world are suffering because of your so-called principles. Your kindness, in this place, is the highest form of stupidity."

Superman is not unaware of this principle.

But knowing and accepting are two different things.

He looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face before him. Those blue eyes, once full of wisdom and compassion, were now filled only with cold killing intent and obsessive madness.

"For Karl!"

Diana's roar pulled him from his painful thoughts, and the god-slaying sword in her hand burst into golden flames of divine power.

"For peace! Die, hypocrite!"

The sword, carrying an aura of utter destruction, slashed towards Clark's neck.

This time, Clark did not dodge.

His gaze hardened.

"clang--!"

He extended two fingers and effortlessly caught the sword.

The blade could not advance any further.

Diana's pupils contracted as she tried to pull her sword back, only to find it wouldn't budge.

"Enough, Diana."

As soon as Clark finished speaking, he flicked his wrist, and a tremendous force came through.

The Amazon princess, now without her weapon, wore a look of horror on her face.

"Now."

Clark gripped the sword and approached her step by step, each step shattering the air beneath his feet.

"We need to have a serious talk."

Xiu En watched this scene with satisfaction, then took out a cookie and took a big bite.

"That's right, you would have done it this way from the beginning."

He mumbled incoherently.

"It's such a waste of my breath to have to give a long and rambling debate on scripture."

"You call that a debate?"

The sunflower leaves formed a speechless expression.

Xiu En ignored her and turned his gaze in another direction, towards the location of the Lonely Fortress.

Clark no longer needs his attention.

The next offering.

He had already sensed the brute strength of the ox.

A violent energy, filled with the pain of losing his wife and the rage of impotence, is brewing deep within the fortress.

"Alright, Clark, this is yours now."

Shum waved to Clark, who was lecturing Diana.

"I'm going to deal with the last big one, I'll be right back."

After saying that, his figure disappeared into the horizon.