American comics: Praising the sun, starting from Gotham!

Chapter 358 Time Stop? Take this punch first!

After Bruce cut off the communication, Shuen looked down at the land that was in ruins and waiting to be rebuilt.

"I'm leaving this place to you."

"Rest assured, great God."

"We will rebuild our homes on these ruins, and we will not let you down!"

Xiu En nodded.

He turned to look at Lucifer.

"Let's go, Mr. Entertainment Consultant. Don't be late for the next show."

Lucifer returned the greeting, revealing the same wicked smile: "Of course, I'm already quite eager to see what the watchmaker's taste in collectibles is like."

His perception, belonging to the King of Hell, had clearly captured the spatial coordinates sent by Bruce.

Xiu En stretched his hand out into the void before him, then spread his fingers and tore open a portal.

"Please?" Shum gestured to Lucifer, indicating that he should go first.

Lucifer shook his head, a helpless smile on his face at such brutality, and stepped into the unstable spatial portal. Xiu En followed closely behind.

Behind them, the survivors of the Saint Duma world, watching the closing spatial portal, knelt down once again in collective worship.

Walk through the passage.

This is a world made up of time itself.

Countless mechanical gears, large and small, meshed and rotated. A giant pendulum swung rhythmically in the void.

At the center of this world, Barry, Victor, and a clone of Shuen are trapped in a time prison.

Barry maintained his running posture, and the lightning bolts emanating from his body seemed to be slowed down a thousand times, with each ray of electricity struggling to move forward.

He was trapped in a stagnant region where the flow of time was almost zero.

Victor fared even worse. Most of his mechanical body was enveloped in a transparent time gel that kept solidifying and regenerating. The energy cannon on his chest was still firing, but the energy beams rapidly attenuated and dissipated less than a meter from the muzzle due to the infinite stretching of time, eventually disappearing as a few powerless spots of light.

They tried their best, but could only make a meaningless struggle.

Above the time cage, a throne made of clocks and golden hands floats in mid-air.

Kang Zheng, dressed in a magnificent suit resembling that of a medieval European nobleman and wearing a monocle, sat upright on the throne.

He is the watchmaker Kang.

His entire attention was focused on the two trapped heroes below. His gaze was like that of a most discerning artist meticulously polishing his most prized work.

He even occasionally adjusted the density of a certain piece of time gel, or slowed down the flow of time in a certain area by 0.01 percent.

"No, no—"

"The lighting here isn't perfect enough. The refractive index of lightning in stagnant spacetime should be more elegant. And the solidification point of this gel should be closer to the golden ratio, so as to reflect the tragic feeling of a machine being eternally imprisoned."

His tone was filled with an obsession with the artwork in his hands, and an undisguised annoyance at anything that dared to disturb his creative process.

"Another uninvited fly."

His gaze, visible through his monocle, swept over Hugh and Lucifer.

"You've disturbed me. Would you like to be made into the second hand or the hour hand? Speak your wishes, and then become a part of my great work forever."

Looking at Kang, who was engrossed in his own world and babbling incessantly on the throne, Shuen felt as if he were listening to a Gotham madman talking in his sleep.

He simply couldn't understand why people would be encased in amber like insects and called it aesthetically pleasing. The cage before him, made of gears and gel, was utterly hideous in Xiu En's eyes.

"Your art is ugly."

After saying that, he completely ignored the bewildered expression on the watchmaker Kang's face and stretched out his right hand.

A small cluster of golden flames quietly ignited in his palm.

The flames contain terrifying laws that belong to the very essence of the sun!

"So, I've decided to help you take it apart."

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden flames transformed into a golden wall of fire that stretched across the heavens and earth, sweeping towards the Time Cage!

Wherever the Golden Crow Divine Fire passed, the laws of time began to wail!

The wall, constructed by the law of absolute stillness, began to weaken under the scorching of the divine fire!

The lightning bolts around Barry Allen, which had been slowed down a thousand times, seemed to be unshackled the moment they came into contact with the divine fire, regaining their normal speed and joyfully merging into the golden sea of ​​fire!

The transparent gel enveloping Victor Stone was like a nemesis. It frantically regenerated and solidified, attempting to resist the divine fire's erosion, but all its efforts were in vain before the flames. The time gel was scorched, ultimately losing its ability to freeze time and turning into a pool of liquid that slid off Victor's body.

In just a few seconds, the eternal artwork that the watchmaker Kang had imprisoned two top heroes of the League of Legends was burned with a hole by the golden flame.

"No!!!"

From the throne came the artist's heartbroken and furious roar!

"You damned barbarian! What do you know?! You ruined it! You ruined my masterpiece!"

The watchmaker Kang leaped up from his throne, determined to personally slice this damned, art-ignoring vandal into pieces and put them into his collection!

"Phew! I'm alive again!"

The moment the time shackles were broken, Barry Allen transformed into a red lightning bolt and burst out of the cage, panting heavily with lingering fear.

"Oh my god, Vic, I felt like a sloth swimming naked in mud! It was terrifying!"

Victor's armor on one side of his body was also repaired, and his electronic eyes flashed as he analyzed the situation before him.

"Thank you for your support!"

"You can save your praise for after the battle."

Lucifer dodged several time rays shot from Kang's enraged hand, while simultaneously providing commentary on the battlefield below.

"Oh, take a look."

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He smiled at Xiu En.

"This artist has been devastated because of the negative reviews he received for his work."

His words startled Barry and Victor, who had just regained their freedom, and also enraged Kang on the throne.

"Shut up! Shut up! You devil who only knows how to spout nonsense!"

Kang abandoned the now ineffective time stop and instead manipulated the countless giant gears around him, which, like frisbees, hurtled towards Shuen and Lucifer!

"Vic! At the three o'clock position on the left! The shafts of those gears are the weak points!"

Barry instantly entered combat mode, his figure transforming into countless red afterimages, running at high speed around the roaring giant gears, constantly providing Victor with precise attack coordinates.

"receive!"

Victor's right arm energy cannon recharged, and this time, a thick white sonic boom blasted into the connection of the gears.

The gear, now unsupported, crashed into the void, triggering a chain reaction that caused more gears to collide and shatter due to loss of balance.

Faced with the overwhelming storm of steel, Xiu En didn't even bother to hide.

He simply stood in the center of the wall of fire, letting the rapidly spinning metal gears smash into him. The Golden Crow Divine Armor collided with those gears, sending sparks flying everywhere.

As a result, the gears made of special alloys were dented and even shattered.

Xiu En, on the other hand, was completely unharmed.

He even grabbed one of the more appealing pieces and started crunching it in his mouth, as if he were savoring a tasty potato chip.

"The taste was so-so, a bit hard, and the rusty flavor was too strong."

Kang stared at the luminous man who was eating metal and fell silent.

Then they looked at Shuen, who pointed his hand toward the silent clockmaker on the throne.

"You're next."

Kang reacted instantly.

Gnawing on gears —

Treating one's own attacks as an after-dinner snack —

This golden fellow's existence was beyond Kang's comprehension. All his art was merely a side dish on a plate in front of him.

No! The point isn't what he ate!

The key point is, he can eat!

If I keep fighting, I will not only lose, but he will also devour me completely!

Realizing this, the most basic and important combat skills of a conqueror once again took hold of his mind!

If you can't beat them, run!

This obsessive artist, without hesitation, opened a temporal rift. This was a secret passage he had prepared, leading to an absolutely secure time-space vault. Once inside, even the Council of Kang would be unable to find him!

Where there is life, there is hope.

If he could escape, he had countless ways to find a way to subdue this sun god, and then return to repay the humiliation he had suffered today a thousandfold!

"Farewell, barbarian! One day, I will make you my most perfect creation!"

He uttered a final harsh remark before transforming into a streak of blue light and disappearing into the rift.

However, just as his foot was about to step into the crevice...

A hand, a hand also burning with golden flames, seemed to have been waiting there, grabbing his ankle.

"Huh?" Kang was startled.

He saw a face. A smiling face exactly like the savage, luminous being that had been gnawing on gears earlier.

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave? The party has only just begun, and the main course hasn't even been served yet."

This Shuen was the same clone of the safety bolt that had come with Barry and Victor's team. The moment the time cage was broken, he also regained his freedom and immediately obeyed the will of the original body, silently blocking all possible escape routes for the artist.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Yeah, how could that be?"

A voice came from directly in front of him.

Clockmaker Kang looked up in alarm, only to see another Xiu En, who had somehow floated in front of him.

Two Shuen, one in front and one behind, one holding his ankle and the other hovering in front of him, perfectly sandwiched him in the middle.

What made him even more uneasy was that the two Xiu Ens were exactly the same in terms of facial expressions, tone of voice, and angle of movement, as if he were looking at the same person in two mirrors.

"Don't you think so?" Xiu En, the main body in front, spoke with a smile.

"Is your brain a little overloaded?"

The clone of Xiu En behind him, in the exact same tone, continued the second half of the sentence.

"What are you things?" Kang panicked.

"Where do you want to run off to? Is it to the end of time? I know that place pretty well."

"We need to deal with this artist who wants to leave early," said the gentleman. 2"

Kang's face turned even paler than the universe behind him at that moment.

"You heretics! Monsters! You will pay for your arrogance! The Council of Kang will not let you get away with this!"

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He manipulated hundreds of giant gears nearby, launching a final, suicidal charge towards the two Shuen.

Faced with this final frenzy, the two Xiu'en moved in perfect unison, as if they were looking in a mirror.

They raised their right hands at the same time.

"Too slow. 2"

At the same time, take a step forward.

"Too weak. 2"

At the same time, he swung his fist, which was burning with golden divine fire, forward.

"It's too noisy. 2"

Two golden torrents, each containing the same terrifying power, instantly engulfed the overwhelming gear storm from two different directions, and also swallowed the figure of the watchmaker Kang.

Beneath the double golden torrent imbued with the laws of the sun, the final gear storm was vaporized. And the clockmaker Kang, at the storm's center, along with his final, defiant roar, was blasted into billions of tiny, shimmering blue fragments!

"I'll kill you all! I'll turn you all into cuckoos chiming the clock in my bell tower! Witness my final art! You will all perish with the passage of time, and I will savor your final moments!"

This is his last sentence in this timeline.

Those billions of fragments should have been completely annihilated by the lingering power of the divine fire, but all the fragments, regardless of size, floated in the void the instant they disintegrated. On each fragment, there remained a part of Kang's face, distorted by anger and terror: an eye, a corner of the mouth, and an eyebrow.

They no longer move, no longer change, no longer decay.

They are like a shattered 3D painting, forever frozen in that moment of destruction.

He used his power to transform himself into his own final work of art.

A work titled Eternally Broken.

He paused himself and his time. As long as time did not flow, death, the ultimate concept representing completion, could never reach him.

"What's going on?"

Barry Allen transformed into a streak of red light, cautiously approaching the floating fragments. He extended a finger, a wisp of Speed ​​Force lightning shooting from its tip, attempting to touch one of the fragments.

But the lightning, just millimeters away from the fragments, became as if it had been trapped in gel, its speed slowed infinitely, and eventually dissipated into nothingness.

"no."

He stepped back and scratched his head in confusion.

"Time is frozen around these fragments. My speed has no effect on them."

"My scan results are the same."

The red light on Victor's chest was flashing as he projected a detailed data model into the air.

"All components of the target have time vectors approaching zero. Physically speaking, they are neither alive nor dead, but in a superposition state of impending death that can never be reached. Conventional physical or energy attacks cannot cause effective damage to them."

Simply put, neither The Flash nor Cyborg can do anything about this Kang.

"Oh my god! Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"

Just when the two heroes were at a loss, Lucifer, who was standing to the side, began to praise them!

He stepped forward and carefully examined the floating fragments of Kang that emitted a faint blue light.

"Look at this composition, this light and shadow, this fragmented beauty!"

He explained to the two bewildered Xiu En.

"He froze his existence in that final moment before his end. By refusing death as the final outcome, he endowed the process of fragmentation with a tragic artistic value! This is simply the most brilliant performance art I've ever seen!"

He looked at Xiu En, his face filled with the joy of finding a kindred spirit.

"This guy is a genius! A true artist! His taste is a million times better than that country bumpkin who only knew how to turn people into batteries!"

The two Shuuns reacted much more directly to Lucifer's art criticism.

They exchanged a glance, then simultaneously frowned and said in unison, "This is getting a bit troublesome. Has he become an unbreakable, indestructible leech?"

In their view, this has absolutely nothing to do with art. It simply means that after finishing the meal, they find a bone stuck in their teeth that they can't get out, which greatly affects their mood after the meal.

"I can understand his artistic pursuits. But I refuse to understand. Barry, Vic, step back a bit."2

The two Xiuens walked forward at the same time as they talked.

"Um, Xiu En, what do you want to do?"

Barry asked somewhat nervously.

"Since conventional methods don't work, let's use unconventional methods. Since he's not in our time, let's go into his time and drag him out."

After saying that, the two Xiuens simultaneously extended their right hands, palms facing each other.

"Or burn his time, along with his existence! Coincidentally, before coming here, my other Kang absorbed a lot of time-related energy, and now I have a little understanding of the world. I happen to have a new technique in mind that should be able to deal with this Kang."2

Two golden flames rose from their palms!

The flame in the palm of the figure on the left, representing the origin and creation of the sun, is the fire of the sun's origin.

The flame in the palm of Xiu En's right clone represents the Golden Crow Burning World Flame, a flame filled with the aura of destruction, signifying end and purification.

Creation and destruction, origin and end.

Two completely opposite flames, yet originating from the same source, began to merge between their palms!

Space itself seemed to groan. The laws of nature seemed to weep. Even Lucifer, standing to the side, lost his smile.

Because he sensed that a terrifying power, capable of resetting existence itself, was being born!