American comics: Praising the sun, starting from Gotham!

Ivy's songs cleansed every inch of this dead planet, and also cleansed every imprisoned soul.

On the ruins of the metropolis, a Black Lantern Corpse, once a god among men, lowered the arm that had once wanted to tear everything apart.

The two black flames representing death in his eye sockets gradually faded.

Then a golden wheat field appeared.

The sunlight was just the right warmth, and the air was filled with the aroma of ripe wheat.

He was just a somewhat shy farm boy from Kansas, wearing a red plaid shirt and black-rimmed glasses.

In front of him, a girl wearing the same red plaid top was standing on tiptoe and tying a red cloak around his neck.

"Now you look like a Superboy, Clark."

The girl said with a smile.

Clark.

The man once known as Superman, his rotting lips twitching upwards, raised his hand as if to touch the golden wheat fields that were long gone.

That was his hometown.

That was the first time he had worn that red cloak that represented hope.

In the abandoned airport of the seaside city, another Blacklight Corpse knelt quietly on a broken runway.

His eyes reflected infinite darkness.

Young Hal was huddled in the shadow of a plane crash wreckage, looking at his father's body covered in a white sheet in the distance.

The fear of death overwhelmed him.

The scene changes.

As an adult, Hal put on that green ring at that abandoned airport.

For the first time, a green light filled with boundless will enveloped his entire body.

On that day, facing the boundless universe, he recited the vow he would spend his life fulfilling.

"Bright daylight, dark night. Demons and monsters have nowhere to hide. Evil traitors and wicked parties fear my divine light. The green lamp shines eternally, its radiance eternal!"

This Black Lantern Corpse also belongs to a Green Lantern; the insignia of Sector 2814 can still be seen on his uniform.

His hands clenched into fists.

A green light shone through the gap in the black ring on his finger.

In the city's museum, a tall, thin, black-lighted corpse leans against a dinosaur skeleton fossil.

In his mind's eye, the only image flashing back was of him running.

A red lightning bolt streaks across the city, chasing time, chasing justice, and chasing the girl who always appears at the finish line, smiling and waiting for him.

The image is frozen on that rainy night.

Barry, panting, stopped in front of a red-haired girl. He used the static electricity generated by his Speed ​​Force to freeze the surrounding raindrops in mid-air, making them look like countless sparkling crystals.

"I'm always on the run, Iris."

He nervously adjusted his breathing.

But right now, all I want is to stop for you.

Then, he leaned in and kissed her.

That kiss carried the coolness of rain and the tingling sensation of lightning.

The legs of this black-light Flash, which should have been used for high-speed running, trembled at this moment. His face seemed to feel the cool rain from another dimension.

Even former criminals found their final peace in this song.

A Blacklight Corpse who was a street thug in Gotham in his previous life, all he could see was a bowl of steaming, cheap instant noodles.

In the dark, damp, cheap rental room, the young boy carefully divided the bowl of noodles in half and handed it to his equally hungry younger sister.

"Brother...you eat it."

"I'm not hungry, you eat."

This was the only thing he could call right in his short and chaotic life.

"Their memories are becoming the ultimate weapon to dismantle the Blacklight connection."

Bruce's voice also sounded full of a certain complex emotion.

"These most cherished memories, imprinted with the marks of life, are fighting against the concept of death within the ring."

In Ivy's compassionate singing.

Under the gentle light of Hugh.

The entire planet seemed to have transformed into a chapel of memories where a farewell ceremony was being held.

The moment the phantom of that golden wheat field completely vanished, Black Lantern Superman's body trembled violently.

The ring binding his finger, emanating an ominous black aura, let out a clear, mournful cry!

A crack appeared on the black ring.

Then, something even more unbelievable happened.

A pure white light, as if emanating from the depths of his soul, quietly bloomed from his chest, where the S symbol was imprinted.

This glimmer of light was initially just a faint ray, like a candle flickering in the wind.

But the next second, it spread throughout the body with an unstoppable force!

The black light covering him turned into specks of pure white ash the moment it came into contact with the pure white light.

"The connection has been lost."

On the ground, on the holographic screen in front of Bruce, the largest red line, which represents the mental connection of Black Lantern Superman, broke!

This seemed to trigger a chain reaction.

One!

Ten!

One hundred!

Thousands upon thousands of red lines, representing countless imprisoned souls, began to break in an avalanche-like manner!

"All connections lost!"

That tiny white light became the spark that ignited a prairie fire.

The entire planet began to light up.

On the ruins of Seaside City, Green Lantern's body emitted green light from his chest.

The green and white light intertwined, eventually turning his body into specks of pure white stardust that drifted into the sky.

In the museum in Central City, red lightning crackles across the body of the Flash.

In that split second, his flesh and bones dissolved into that eternal speed, ultimately turning into a handful of dancing particles of light.

From the majestic peaks of the Himalayas to the unfathomable depths of the Mariana Trench.

From the once bustling streets to the silent rainforest.

Whether they were heroes who once protected the world or criminals who once plagued the land, whether they were great figures who left their mark on history or ordinary people who died silently in obscurity.

At this moment, they all equally received their final salvation.

Their bodies are no longer containers of darkness and despair.

Countless pure white stardust drifted into the sky from every inch of this planet's land, every ocean, and every mountain peak.

At first, there were only scattered points of light, like fireflies on a summer night.

But soon, the light spots converged into a band of light.

The bands of light converged into streams of light.

Ultimately, those billions of points of light representing countless lost lives converged in the sky to form a Milky Way of light that stretched across the entire heavens!

The Milky Way flows against the backdrop of the universe, illuminating this planet that has just escaped death with its gentle and sacred light.

Xiu En watched all of this.

Ivy's singing had stopped at some point.

Xiu En stretched out his hand and bowed to the Milky Way, which was formed by the convergence of billions of souls.

Perhaps that was the sun's way of paying tribute to the fallen stars.

Or perhaps, it was just a tribute from another world to these brave lives that had lived, loved, hated, and ultimately returned to eternity, by a soul named Xiu En from another world.

On the ground, Batman turned off all the holographic screens.

He took off the tactical goggles that had shut out all his emotions, revealing his eyes.

In his eyes, the ever-flowing Milky Way was reflected.

"Mission objective achieved."

At that very moment, the Milky Way, formed by the convergence of billions of souls, finally stabilized in the sky.

A wave of malice, filled with resentment and boundless rage, swept over this planet that had just gained a moment of peace!

"The will of the Black Death Emperor has been provoked."

Bruce seemed somewhat excited.

"It lost all its Blacklight servants, and its power source was completely cut off, causing its energy fluctuations to plummet to rock bottom."

The source of the malice pointed to Patient Zero, who had been sleeping for a long time, locked on the black throne.

"ah!!!"

A roar erupted from deep within the throat of the man named William!

His eyes opened!

Inside, there were only two pitch-black vortexes, like black holes, capable of swallowing all light!

At this moment, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the surface of the dark chains that Bruce had meticulously arranged, which combined N metal and hellish magic!

"Hey! Bruce!"

Xiu En naturally noticed this scene as well and immediately shouted into the mental link.

"Your lock doesn't seem very sturdy! Should I come over and fix it for you?"

"Need not."

Bruce's answer was filled with a certain strategic confidence.

"I did it on purpose."

"ah???"

Just then!

The chains shattered completely!

Countless fragments of black chains scattered and flew everywhere!

William Hand, the man with an inverted triangle symbol on his chest, rose from the black throne.

His body was enveloped in a layer of dark energy.

His skin had a lifeless, corpse-like grayish-white color.

His fingernails had turned jet black and sharp, as if they could easily tear through space.

A concept of death a hundred times stronger than all the previous Blacklight Corpses combined emanated from him.

This is death itself, announcing the end of all things!

He looked up and locked his gaze on the golden figure on the track.

He opened his mouth, and two sounds overlapped.

"I am the end!"

He is William! He is the vessel of the Black Death Emperor's will descending upon the material world!

"I knew it!"

"I knew you tacticians were all filthy at heart!"

Before the Black Death Emperor could even strike an even more imposing pose, Xiu En's sarcastic remarks were already flooding the screen in the three's mental connection!

"Bruce! Tell me honestly! Did you never intend to let those chains bind him in the first place?!"

"We went through all that trouble, singing and dancing, to clear out all these mobs, just to lure out the final boss?!"

"Yes."

Bruce's answer carried a certain self-righteousness, much like Shuen's.

"This is the best opportunity to capture its essence."

"I knew it!"

"I knew you were up to no good, you big-eyed, thick-browed fellow!"

"So after all that trouble, weakening energy and severing connections, you weren't even trying to let those poor little creatures rest in peace!"

"You want to make this mad dog even easier to kill?!"

Bruce picked up his goggles and put them back on.

He looked up, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Don't say that, Xiu En."

"Isn't euthanizing a dog with rabies a form of humanitarian care?"

"And don't worry, the ending will definitely be good."

Hugh was taken aback; he didn't quite understand where Bruce's inexplicable confidence came from.

"Ivy..."

Xiu En turned his head and looked pitifully at the sunflower.

Ivy didn't say anything, but the emerald green vine wrapped around her even tighter.

It's as if it's saying...

"I am here."

At this moment, the body of William Hand, which was possessed by the will of the Black Death Emperor, opened its arms.

He just stood there, like a statue announcing the end of the world.

Then, a ripple spread out from his body.

It is the concept of death itself.

Where the ripples swept, everything began to disappear.

The grassy area behind Wayne Manor, which had just been purified by the Ring of Creation and turned lush and green again, was touched by this invisible ripple the moment it was touched.

Its green color was then removed.

Next, it is its Its life...

Eventually, the meadow turned into a dry pile of powder.

A hard rock, shattered by the aftershocks of a battle, lost its hardness, its mass, and even its very existence after the ripples swept over it.

It simply vanished into nothingness.

The wind stopped.

The sound disappeared.

Even the light, at the edge of this area, was eventually dragged into a gray realm.

The Black Death Emperor wants to completely reset this planet, along with everything on it, back to the most primordial nothingness!

"The integrity of the spatial structure is rapidly declining!"

Bruce kept reminding him.

"This is reality erasure! Shuen! Don't fight it this time! At most, it will only kill his physical body; it won't affect the Black Death Emperor."

Almost at the same moment Bruce issued his warning.

In the sky, the light that had just been lit, formed by the convergence of billions of souls, began to dim!

It's as if an eraser from a higher dimension is smearing this painting that should have been eternal!

Immediately afterwards!

A pitch-black rift, seemingly connecting to the universe, stretched across the sky!

Inside that crack, there were no stars, no light, only a darkness that could devour the mind of any observer.

The cracks began to expand outwards at a desperate speed!

It turned into a spinning vortex of death!

The planet's atmosphere, the dust on the surface, and even the light of the galaxy formed by the convergence of souls are all being silently swallowed up by this irresistible gravitational force!

"He is devouring all concepts in this world! Life, matter, energy, time, space!"

"He is using this world as a sacrifice to open a door for his true self to truly descend!"

"Damn it, Bruce, I shouldn't have stopped Flower from hitting you!"

Xiu En cursed under his breath.

He could clearly feel that the life energy he received from the sunflower was being neutralized and neutralized by the concept of death!

The planet beneath his feet was dying.

"Bruce! What am I supposed to do if I don't fight back?!"

Xiu En asked loudly.

"I can't just stand by and watch him tear us apart, can I?!"

There is only one way.

"The only concept that opposes this concept is another concept!"

"Use the power of your white light, use your understanding of life!"

"Use your Golden Crow Divine Fire, use the sun that represents origin and energy!"

"He wants to reduce everything to nothingness, and you must create something from nothingness!"

"Xiu En..."

"You must transform yourself into a concept that is completely opposite to him!"