American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 278 Rescuing Gino

"wake up?"

The blond boy had a bewildered look on his face.

Is he awake?

"And the Justice League."

Gino covered his head, his mind filled with images of faces that were both strange and familiar.

As the sun set, a blond youth said to a black-haired youth, "Anyone who hurts my family and friends will pay the price."

There's also a scene in front of a cluttered shop where a dashing black-haired girl cautiously approaches, wanting to take a photo with me.

Lana, Chloe, Diana, Clark, Lex.

Familiar yet strange names flashed through his memory.

"Who am I?"

Gino staggered to his feet, clutching his head.

"Who are you? You're Gino!"

Zatanna seemed very concerned as she walked over to Gino and put her arm around his shoulder: "Are you feeling very tired? If you are, you can take a nap."

"No need to overthink it."

Gino ignored the girl's gentle words.

More and more chaotic memories are swirling in my mind, gradually arranging themselves into a clear pattern.

The confusion that had lingered in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a look of determination and decisiveness.

This is not reality. The boy, who possesses the power over dreams, instantly rediscovers the truth that has been buried deep within his memory.

"I am Gino Luther."

The boy's voice was deep.

A bright golden light gradually appeared in his azure eyes, and the authority from Lucifer was activated.

He took a sudden step forward: "I am the first man under God!"

The dazzling golden wings from Lucifer rose from behind the boy's shoulders.

"I am the God of Dreams! I rule over the dreams of all things!"

He stepped out again, and the surrounding scenery seemed to change with the boy's whispers.

The circus began to crumble and fall apart.

The boy's body, which was originally a young boy, began to grow and change at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, a tall, blond boy stood in the space.

"I'm Superman, I'm the fastest!"

His body began to grow stronger, and dazzling golden lightning flashed beneath his feet.

"I am Gino Luther!"

He suddenly spoke, and with the boy's roar, the surrounding scene vanished like a mirage, or like a reflection in a mirror or the moon in the water.

It was pitch black all around.

But the darkness did not last long. When Gino opened his eyes, he saw a huge tall building.

The boy tilted his head and found himself hanging from a huge iron pole that exuded a dark aura.

Around it, countless people were hanging with their eyes closed, as if they were in a deep sleep.

Gino looked around and saw countless people hanging from sharp, tall poles—enough to drive someone with trypophobia crazy.

The entire city was filled with a suffocating and terrifying atmosphere.

Everything was quiet.

"Clark, Diana."

Young Nariel's eyes scanned every corner, but he found no trace of his companions.

They are not in this city.

"The most urgent thing is to figure out what happened, and how long I've been hanging on this tower?"

As Gino pondered this, he slowly flew down from the tower and stepped onto the cracked cement pavement.

With humans suspended atop towers, plants seem to have become the masters of this land, their walls covered with lush green moss.

As Gino watched the changes in the city with great interest, a bright golden passage suddenly opened in his ears.

A man with sloppy hair, wearing a brown trench coat, and a cigarette dangling from his mouth slowly walked out of the teleportation tunnel.

The sunken, bluish eye sockets indicated that the other person hadn't had much rest recently.

The blood moon hung high in the night sky, and Constantine looked at the tall, blond boy.

Even in such a critical moment, the other person was still able to tilt their head and give me a sunny and cheerful smile.

"Long time no see, Constantine."

"I really can't believe you can laugh out loud at a time like this." Constantine's face darkened. If he could beat Gino, he would definitely give him a good scolding.

"Well, the most important thing in life is your mindset."

Gino glanced at Constantine: "What, isn't Olympus fun?"

Upon hearing the boy's words, Constantine instinctively clutched his two kidneys, rolled his eyes, and said, "It's fun, but it's exhausting."

"Come with me."

He glanced around warily and said, "You have no idea what the world has become. Countless people are hanging on spires, becoming nourishment for Barbatos, the god of darkness."

"Of the survivors, only one in ten survived. It took us a great deal of effort to wake you up from the tower."

"And now you must leave."

Gino sighed and rubbed his head.

He didn't know what method that damned thing used to make everyone in the world fall into a nightmare of darkness at the same time, and even he himself was caught in it.

"Dream".

Having secretly cast a protective dream spell on himself, Gino confirmed that he was in reality, glanced at Constantine, and said, "Lead the way."

He had originally planned to eliminate all the enemies here, but Constantine and his group had awakened him, and he felt he should go and see the survivors.

Constantine nodded, and without further ado, clasped his hands together and cast a spell.

A magical passage shimmering with golden light appeared before the two of them.

Stepping inside, Gino found themselves in a dimly lit tavern.

"here it is?"

Looking around, Gino quickly spotted a familiar face.

The moment he stepped into the tavern, countless people stood up.

"It's him."

"It's Gino Luther."

"We did it!"

Cheers erupted from the crowd.

It's clear that everyone is very excited about Ginobili's return.

"Yes, I'm back."

Gino grabbed a glass of whiskey from the bar counter and downed it in one gulp. Looking quite troubled, he slumped into the sofa, his expression serious. "Now, can anyone tell me what's been going on all this time?" he said.

"Kendra".

Gino glanced at Eagle Girl in the crowd.

The black woman smiled, stood up, and said, "Mr. Gino, we are currently at the outpost hidden in the Magic Pocket Dimension—the Forgotten Bar."

"The gorilla sitting at the bar is the owner of this bar - Master Bobo."

Gino looked at the monkey in the crowd surrounding him, who was smoking a pipe and wearing a detective coat.

"Hello there."

The boy smiled and gave the monkey a smile.

"Here's the situation," Kendra began to explain, "It all started a week ago."

"After Barbatos rang the bell tower, the whole world was practically under his control."

"He dispatched his Dark Knights to control various important cities."

(End of this chapter)