American comics: Praising the sun, starting from Gotham!

"To transform into another concept, the complete opposite of his!"

Xiu En heard it.

He smiled.

"Hmph, it's not impossible!"

He spread his arms in a gesture of praise to the sun.

Then, he looked up at the Milky Way in the sky, which was being swallowed up by a black vortex.

"bring it on!"

"All the memories!"

"All life!"

"Give me your existence!!!"

The Milky Way, which was passively dissipating, changed direction when it heard this call!

They eagerly surged toward the golden figure with outstretched arms!

The light of billions of souls, billions of unique and precious memories, and proof that billions of lives once existed, all merged into Xiu En's body at this moment!

It was a warm and fulfilling feeling.

At this moment, his body no longer belonged solely to himself.

The white holy light representing the concept of "life," the domineering Golden Crow Divine Fire representing the origin within his body, and the light of billions of souls representing existence that had just merged into it, were no longer separate at this moment!

Shuen begins to grow gigantic!

Ten meters, one hundred meters, one thousand meters, ten thousand meters!

A colossal giant of light, interwoven with pure white and pure gold, appeared in this universe!

His body exhibited the most perfect golden ratio, and every inch of his muscle seemed to be forged by the sun, radiating a golden divine glow.

Strands of platinum-gold sacred lines flowed across his body, like the veins of living laws.

His long hair, like a black waterfall spanning the Milky Way, danced silently in the light.

He is the light.

He is life itself.

He is the origin.

The giant of light raised his right hand.

His palms were facing upwards.

The energy that combined all positive concepts began to gather in his palm!

Finally, a tiny white sun slowly rose in his palm.

It represents a whole new possibility.

A beginning that is the complete opposite of the black vortex below that represents the end.

On the ground, Bruce looked up, gazing at this mythical scene. Several other figures who appeared to be Batmen appeared beside him, also watching the spectacle.

The Ivy vines connecting to Shuen transformed into a stream of light at the last moment, wrapping around the giant's wrist and becoming a bracelet.

"Bruce! Ivy!"

The giants' voices rang out one last time in their mental link.

"I'm going!"

The Giant of Light holds the white sun, which represents the beginning!

He crashed headlong into the center of the vortex that was devouring everything, the center of the end!

The moment the white sun, representing the beginning, and the black vortex, representing the end, meet at the very center.

Time, space, cause and effect, everything seemed to freeze at this point.

Black will devour white.

White should be filled with black.

Two diametrically opposed laws began a struggle.

In this battle, Shuen, who had transformed into a platinum giant, felt a familiar pain that seemed to tear his very soul apart.

Xiu En's humanity is burning with support.

It's been a long time since I've felt this much pain, but Xiu En has gotten used to it.

It is precisely in this tug-of-war between the two concepts that

The consciousness of William Hand, which was used as a vessel, found a little chance to breathe, as if it were in the gap between two huge millstones.

His humanity, which belonged to ordinary people, was ignited at this moment by that white light that also originated from the source of life!

William Hand.

She woke up.

Not as a vessel for the Black Death Emperor, but as himself.

The scene was reflected in his eyes.

It is a warm, pure white ocean of light.

At the heart of this ocean of light, a colossal platinum giant is battling the demon within him.

Xiu En would naturally not forget the soul of this mortal.

So Xiuen awakened him.

William saw his own hands, stained with sin and death.

He raised his head again and looked at his black self, which seemed to be denying everything.

Then he smiled.

It was a relieved smile, even one tinged with gratitude.

On his face, ravaged by death, a childlike innocence appeared in his final moments.

He remembered, a long, long time ago, when he was still a child.

He once hid by the window of the attic one night, looking at the distant stars in the sky, and made a wish that now seems ridiculous and naive.

"So beautiful."

Then, in the storm, the fire of mortal consciousness, satisfied, extinguished itself, along with the last pure white light he had seen.

He was redeemed.

William's complete liberation of soul.

The Black Death Emperor's will has lost its vessel!

On the screen in front of Bruce, all the data was instantly cleared, leaving only a static screen indicating a signal interruption!

"What happened?! Shuen!"

He was met with only silence.

Because we are at the center of the vortex at this moment.

The real feast has only just begun.

The white sun, held by Xiu En and representing the beginning, perfectly inherited Xiu En's desire to devour.

It actively devours!

The black vortex, constructed from the concept of death and meant to reduce everything to nothingness, was absorbed and devoured by the white sun at this moment!

The white sun began to expand!

Its size is constantly increasing!

Its radiance has become increasingly dazzling!

From a spark, it transformed into a sphere of light, and then into a true sun capable of illuminating half the Earth!

A white, newly born sun was born at the center of the black hole, which represents destruction and end!

And it continues to grow at an unstoppable pace!

On the ground, Bruce looked at the sky, which had turned completely white, and at the expanding singularity of light.

It seems like Xiu En succeeded?

That newly born white sun eventually stopped expanding.

It radiates a holy yet warm light.

The black vortex that once devoured everything has long since vanished without a trace.

Shuen, transformed into a platinum giant, took a step forward.

In one step, he traversed tens of thousands of kilometers and went directly into the core of the white sun he had created with his own hands.

The scene here is both wondrous and contradictory.

In the center of this pure white expanse, a fist-sized, pitch-black energy core is throbbing unwillingly.

That was the last remaining will of the Black Death Emperor.

The only seed left behind representing the concept of death and end.

"You! Can't win!"

A resentful thought, seemingly twisted from the wails of countless souls, emanated from that black core.

"You can defeat me! But you can never defeat death!"

"Life will eventually decay. The universe will eventually reach heat death. All things will eventually return to nothingness!"

"I am the truth! I am destiny!"

The will of the Black Death Emperor issues its final curse and declaration.

Before Xiu En's eyes appeared numerous scenarios of world destruction.

It attempted to shake the giant of light before it that dared to challenge it.

however.

It was met with disdain.

"You're so noisy."

The Giant of Light's voice was filled with nothing but frustration, a desperate desire to end it all so he could go back and eat.

If he had enough humanity left, Xiu En might have talked to him for a while, but now Xiu En has clearly burned out most of his humanity.

Xiu En, or rather, the Giant of Light at this moment, slowly reached out and grabbed at the still chattering black core.

The Black Death Emperor's will was stunned.

It has been preparing for countless years a scenario that would plunge any righteous hero into self-doubt.

So you were shut down by someone saying "You're so noisy"?

This is unreasonable!

That's not heroic!

"Wait! You can't? You can't just leave it at that!"

The Black Death Emperor's will generated an emotion called panic.

"I told you."

"You're too noisy."

Xiu's fingers had already touched the black core.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

"That's not the case anymore."

The Black Death Emperor's roar abruptly ceased.

Because the giant of light had already closed his hands without any mercy!

In the most direct way, he crushed that concept of death, which was still trying to bewitch people, along with its self-righteous truth!

Then, with the primordial fire that merged with the essence of life and the sun, it gradually, bit by bit, inch by inch, destroyed all its malevolent will.

From this black core.

Grind, peel, incinerate, purify!

When the Giant of Light opened his enormous hand once more.

The energy core, which was originally filled with ominous and malicious intent, has undergone a complete transformation.

All its will and resentment have been erased.

It turned into a black octahedral crystal the size of a baby's fist.

It floated in the giant's palm.

The Black Death Emperor is gone.

It is the original manifestation of the law of death in this universe.