American comics: Praising the sun, starting from Gotham!

Chapter 357 Overall Victory and The Flash's Plea for Help

The Kingdom of God is collapsing, faith is crumbling, and two of the three "Kang" in this world have been easily captured by the enemy like chickens.

The Holy Father Kang, who was now being endlessly burned by the divine fire of Xiu'en, finally realized something.

He lost.

They lost miserably, without any suspense, and without any dignity.

"No!!! I absolutely refuse to accept this ending!"

"I am Kang! I am the conqueror of time! Even if destruction comes, I will personally choose the way of destruction!"

"Since you have defiled my divine kingdom and blasphemed my order, then you shall become cosmic dust along with my world!"

He activated the final communication protocol bound to the Kangzhi Council's central database. This was his most vicious trump card: completely exposing his world's timeline coordinates to the Council's main guns!

He was going to summon a conqueror fleet capable of wiping out the entire galaxy. Based on his understanding of the other Kang, they would completely erase everything here, including himself, along with these two damned gods from who-knows-where, from the timeline!

Ha! Let's all perish together!

"Hear my call! Council of Kang! In the name of Saint Duma, I request the execution of the Divine Punishment Agreement!"

However, nothing happened.

In his mental connection, the highest-authority channel was now like a message board on a third-rate website that had been bombarded with spam and rendered useless.

[Urgent Alert! The energy core of the technological utopia has been stolen! Requesting tactical support! Again, requesting support!]

[Gladiator's plea for help! The planet Sovereign is under attack by two unidentified divine entities! My Champion's Blade is broken! My god, they're even grilling me in my arena?!]

[Damn it! Who let that huge green beast and that red-cloaked madman in?! They're practically tearing my fortress apart! Request the Council to grant scorched earth access!]

[The Time Legion commander has gone missing! Our conquest of a native planet has failed! The enemy used only a soldier wearing the Stars and Stripes and a civilian carrying a small round shield!]

[Help! Someone help me! I'm entangled by a plant, and it's singing me a lullaby!]

[SOS! SOS! A madman on a Batmobile, accompanied by a talkative kid in a red and blue bodysuit, has hacked into my central computer! He's downloading all my data! All of mine! Oh no, come quick!]

One after another, one sound after another.

Dozens or even hundreds of pieces of information from different timelines.

Different versions of the Kang variant from different worlds sent out similar plea for help in the same terrified and angry tone.

The divinely condemned plea of ​​Father Kang, filled with a tragic sense of mutual destruction, was instantly drowned out by countless more urgent and outrageous pleas for help.

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Father Kang has crashed.

The struggling movements of the Holy Son Kang stopped.

The Holy Spirit began to dissipate.

At this moment, the Trinity of Kang's thoughts were in sync. They simultaneously realized a truth even more devastating than being defeated head-on by the enemy.

It turns out they weren't special after all.

They were just ordinary members of a group of dozens of unfortunate souls who were simultaneously invaded by unknown individuals.

"Ha ha----"

Father Kang suddenly let out a laugh that was hard to decipher.

"I get it, hahaha, so that's how it is, damn Kang."

"Oh ho."

Xiu En looked at the Holy Son Kang who had given up resistance, then at the Holy Spirit Kang whose light was beginning to fade, and finally turned his own light toward the Holy Father Kang who was laughing wildly in the divine fire.

"Looks like we're not the only family having a party."

Following the signal sent by Kang, Xiu En also sensed the chaos on Kang's side and expressed a gloating sentiment.

"I already said that."

Lucifer's elegant yet irritating smile returned to his face.

"Chaos is always much more interesting than order."

He walked to the edge of the temple, looking down at the city crumbling below, and beside him the sun god who was intently nourishing the children with the laws.

False gods wail in divine fire, demon kings smile in temples, heroes set fires everywhere, and tyrants of worlds line up to be overthrown.

"What a wonderful day!"

He exclaimed in genuine admiration.

Inside the temple, everything was in a mess.

The children, who had just been given color, fell into a deep sleep in Ivy's vine cradle, their brains processing the three streams of gentle divine information that were flowing in.

Just then, from the ruins of the Throne of Time, came the intermittent, maniacal laughter of Father Kang.

"Heh, it's over, it's all over. Turns out we were all just clowns on stage!"

His voice grew softer and softer, and as the last wisp of divine fire on his body went out, the three Kangs turned into a handful of ashes.

Watching the ashes drift away in the wind, Lucifer shook his head: "A whole drama has finally come to a reasonably dignified end."

After dealing with the director and actors, Xiu En's gaze once again fell upon the underground pipes beneath the divine kingdom.

"There are still some audience members who haven't left yet."

He said to Lucifer.

The next second, the two reappeared in the redemption area for sinners.

Unlike when they left, now everyone here is gathered together, excitedly whispering about everything that just happened. The collapse of the divine kingdom brought violent tremors, and the blood-red twilight in the sky has disappeared, all proclaiming one thing to them.

Their world has changed.

When Shuen and Lucifer reappeared, everyone immediately fell silent and knelt down in unison.

"God!"

The tall man who was the first to step forward.

"Praise be to you! You destroyed the false emperor's throne and delivered us from eternal darkness!"

Xiu En raised his hand, and a gentle force lifted everyone up from the ground.

"Rise up. The false god is dead. From this moment on, you are free."

He looked around at the pitiful people whose faces were filled with excitement and confusion, and said bluntly, "Now, you have two choices in front of you."

Behind him, a small portal to the Ximu Realm slowly opened, revealing a golden sea of ​​sunflowers and warm sunshine.

"First, come with me to my world. There you'll find clean food, warm shelter, and your children can run in the sunshine. Of course, you'll also need to earn all of this through your own labor."

He pointed to the collapsing buildings and the exposed world above.

"Second, stay here. This world is yours now. You can rebuild it with your own hands and establish an order of your own. It will be difficult, but this is your homeland."

"I won't force you; the choice is yours."

Freedom? Choice?

These two words were far too unfamiliar and too luxurious for them.

They looked at each other, their initial fervor gradually replaced by more complex emotions.

To go to a world full of sunshine and hope?

It sounds like paradise. But it's a completely unknown place. And to stay here? This is where they were born, grew up, and suffered so much; this is where their ancestors and compatriots are buried.

The crowd began to stir, with hushed discussions rising and falling.

"Of course we should follow God! This place is hell!" one person exclaimed excitedly.

"But our home is here. And with the false god dead, isn't this world ours now?"

An older man hesitated before retorting.

"Ours? What do we have? There's nothing here but a pile of scrap metal and sewers! We can't even cultivate a decent piece of land!"

"But when we go to God's world, we become outsiders, and everything has to start all over again."

Just as they were arguing, Lucifer, who was standing to the side with his arms crossed, interjected.

"Oh, I forgot to give you a little additional information."

He spoke in a seductive tone, but without using his seductive power.

"To hell with your world means you'll be living in a land of incredible biodiversity. You might encounter singing plants bigger than your house, and a bunch of mentally unstable neighbors from some out-of-the-way place called Gotham."

His words stunned everyone.

"While you can indeed be in charge here, don't forget that although the false god is dead, his mechanical guards scattered throughout the city are still there. Not to mention, the city's ecosystem has collapsed."

"Choose, mortals."

A devilish smile appeared on Lucifer's face.

"Should I start a new life in a zoo full of exotic animals, or stay in this dilapidated ruin and create an unknown future with my own hands?"

Lucifer's deliberate friendly reminder made the already chaotic discussion even more intense.

Finally, it was the tall leader who stepped forward. He first bowed respectfully to Hugh and Lucifer, and then said, "Great God, thank you for giving us the right to choose. This is more precious than food and water."

"We who have lived our whole lives in the gutter don't know how to make decisions for everyone."

He glanced at his compatriots behind him, his eyes filled with struggle.

"But we want to give our fallen compatriots a proper funeral first. We want to dig their remains out of those cold reactors so they can also bask in the real sunlight."

As he spoke, his eyes welled up with tears.

"Only after that can we truly think about where our future lies."

His words silenced everyone and elicited expressions of agreement from all of them.

They can leave, but they cannot leave like fugitives. They must carry the dignity of the deceased and walk towards a new life with their heads held high.

Xiu En looked at the man standing ramrod straight with bloodshot eyes, and at the faces behind him that were a mixture of sorrow, expectation, and determination. He remained silent for a moment.

He reached out and patted the leader on the shoulder.

"Yes, I understand your thoughts. I respect your decision. And I will stay for the time being to help you with this funeral."

Lucifer raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised by Shuen's meddlesome behavior, but he said nothing, simply crossing his arms and preparing to watch this unique ritual belonging to mortals with great interest.

Once the decision was made, the efficiency was astonishingly high.

Guided by the burly leader, Shuen and Lucifer arrived at a cave beneath the city that should have been a geothermal energy conversion station. Now, it had been transformed into an incinerator and organic fuel processing center. Countless corpses, drained of their spiritual energy, were piled up like garbage in a corner, waiting to be thrown into the reactor to contribute their last bit of heat.

Faced with this scene, everyone's eyes burned with blood-red rage, but they suppressed their grief and began to carefully identify and collect the remains of their relatives and friends.

Xiu En couldn't bear to watch this slow and cruel process.

He flew directly to the top of the cave, his arms outstretched as if embracing the whole world.

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes."

Golden divine power rained down. Wherever the light reached, mountains of remains were lifted up and neatly arranged on the ground. The filth on each skeleton was washed away by the light, as if these people had simply fallen asleep.

Then, Xiu En turned his gaze to a ruin outside the city. He raised his hand and made a loose clenching motion towards the ruin.

"This place needs a place of rest."

The earth began to rumble.

Countless ruins and rubble were rebuilt. Rows of smooth white tombstones, engraved with sun patterns, rose from the ground and lined up neatly, forming a cemetery. In the center of the cemetery, even under Ivy's divine power, a tender shoot of the World Tree, radiating golden light, sprouted.

At this moment, the miracle is meant to soothe the soul.

The funeral lasted a long time.

The survivors simply placed the remains of their loved ones beneath those white tombstones and engraved their names on them.

As the last handful of soil was scattered, the tall leader led everyone back to Shuen.

The crowd behind him had clearly split into two groups, and these two groups were much larger than before, indicating that people from the entire city had come.

"Great God."

He bowed deeply again.

"We have made our decision."

He pointed to a smaller group of people behind him, but with equally determined eyes; they were mostly young people and skilled craftsmen.

"They are willing to follow your glory and go to the new world you spoke of, called the Realm of the Dawnwood. They will serve as the eyes and ears of our people, to learn new knowledge, to see a wider world, and to seek more possibilities for our future."

Then he pointed to another group of people, mostly middle-aged and elderly, who were helping the old and bringing children, their faces showing their longing for their homeland.

"And we will stay."

His voice was full of power.

"Although this place is in ruins, it is also our roots. We will rebuild our homes here, protect our departed loved ones, and wait for the day they return after completing their studies."

One group made a difficult decision. They didn't put all their eggs in one basket.

"As for these children—"

The leader's gaze fell upon the blessed children who had been quietly following behind Shuen. These children, who had families, hadn't left, but instinctively gravitated towards Shuen and the others. Their eyes were clear, filled with curiosity about everything around them, and they were now clinging to Ivy's vines or tugging at the corner of Lucifer's cloak.

"They are the new hope that you and all the gods have given us. Wherever we are, they will be revered as the Holy Sons."

The leader's voice was full of respect.

Some of the children were assigned to the groups that were about to leave. Others, who had families, stayed behind. They would become the shared treasures of both groups, the future leaders.

Shuen respected all their decisions.

He opened a portal to the Ximu Realm.

Amidst countless farewells filled with tears and hope.

Leading the bewildered Holy Child, people stepped into the new world filled with golden sunlight, looking back every few steps. The logistics team of the Cult of the Sun, led by Alfred and Joestar, had already prepared hot food, clean clothes, and brand-new accommodations on the other side of the portal.

Meanwhile, those who rebuilt their homeland stood on the ruins of this newly established cemetery, their eyes resolute as they saw their compatriots off.

They knew the road ahead was long, but they already had light in their hearts.

The last group of people disappeared in the light of the portal.

Xiu En looked into the distance and saw the people who had stayed behind, under the leadership of their new leader, beginning to clear the ruins and build temporary shelters.

"Alright, that concludes our discussion here."

Xiu En was in a good mood.

He turned to look at Lucifer.

Just then, Bruce's communicator rang at the perfect moment.

Xiu En pursed his lips and answered the call.

Bruce's face appeared on the holographic projection.

Bruce cut straight to the point.

"Xiu En, how's the situation on your end?"

"What else can we do?"

Xiu En turned the camera to the bustling ruins behind him.

"The stage was dismantled, and the lead actor died. The audience was very satisfied; a third of them bought our New World immigration package, and the rest decided to stay and start their own businesses."

"We even gained a group of adorable little fans."

Sunflowers peeked out from Shuen's shoulder, and the camera then focused on the children of the Holy Ones who were playing with her vines.

Bruce clearly hadn't expected that the most unreliable combination of Shuen and Hell Lucifer would actually complete the feint attack mission so well.

"Well done."

He made a comment, and then the holographic star map behind him began to switch.

"The first phase of Project Sunshine was a great success. It was even more successful than we had anticipated."

"Diana and Thor's team decisively defeated Gladiator's Champion Army and successfully raised a Wonder Woman reinforcements flag in his cosmic arena."

"Steve and Carol's team infiltrated Military Command's command center and successfully turned the Amazing Legion under Command's command against him. Now, the military dictator is being chased around by his own army."

"The Ancient One and Captain Marvel —"

Bruce seemed to be organizing his thoughts.

"They turned a mage's world into a fireworks display. According to the last images transmitted back, the moon in that world was dyed in seven colors."

Bruce recounted one brilliant victory after another. The rule of the Council of Kang was being completely dismantled.

"However, among all the teams, the most efficient are Barry and Victor."

Bruce zoomed in on the star map and locked onto one of the coordinates flashing a red alert.

"Barry is in charge of high-speed reconnaissance and targeted elimination, while Victor uses his powerful information processing capabilities and sonic booms to carry out decapitations and resource plundering. The two of them have already conquered three Kang worlds in succession."

Lucifer listened from the side: "A messenger who runs too fast, and a heartless tin can. What an aesthetically unappealing combination."

"They are the most efficient combination."

Bruce corrected him, then his expression turned serious.

"However, in the fourth world, they encountered trouble."

A blurry, real-time image was transmitted from the star map.

In the scene, the Flash, his body crackling with electricity, is speeding through a space made up of countless clocks and gears, but no matter how fast he runs, he seems unable to leave his spot. Meanwhile, Cyborg behind him has half of his body frozen in some jelly-like substance, and he is bombarding the gel with a sonic cannon.

"Target Kang, codename Watchmaker."

Bruce explained.

"He possesses the ability to manipulate absolute time. He can adjust the flow of time in an area to zero, or create a time prison. Barry's Speed ​​Force becomes meaningless in a space where time does not flow. As for Victor's weapon, because time is stretched infinitely, its energy decays to zero before reaching its target. Your clone is also not strong enough and was suspended along with them."

Xiu En summarized it for him.

"Simply put, they were frozen in place?"

Bruce nodded. "Yes. They're trapped there. While their presence-locked armor keeps them out of immediate danger, time stop is clearly somewhat effective against it, making their escape difficult. We need a team that can ignore time stop to support them."

Lucifer nodded in agreement: "A clockmaker who can stop time? Oh, that sounds much more interesting than those brutes who only knew how to fight."

He looked at Xiu En.

Xiu En naturally understood his meaning. He said to Bruce through the communicator, "Understood. Send me the coordinates. My reluctant consultant and I will head over now."

"Received. Be careful."

Bruce cut off the communication.

"How is it?"

Shuen turned to look at Lucifer.

"Ready to tear down a new stage, my dear warden?"

"Of course. Hopefully, this watchmaker's taste is at least a little better than that disgusting imitation of the Trinity."

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