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"Some things happened, but it's alright."

Shen You, who had just returned from Midtown, still had his mind full of time theory and speed force experiments. On the way back, he was still writing and calculating at supersonic speed, reviewing the test results he had obtained from The Flash and the new theories he had come up with.

“I understand,” Ron smiled. “People like you never stop. I know, we have people like that on Mars too, either great guardians or pioneers and guides.”

As they were talking, the sound of water being pumped came from the back aisle.

A beam of light shone into the hallway from the pushed-open door, and a figure yawned as he walked out. The two turned their heads and saw a large white beard—it was none other than the old wizard Shazam, dressed in SpongeBob SquarePants pajamas.

"Huh? You guys are up so late too?"

The old man rubbed his eyes and stepped forward.

"Some worries keep me awake at night."

Rong En answered honestly, then thought for a moment and asked.

"You have something bothering you too?"

"Me? No, nothing." The old man yawned. "It's just that I'm getting old, and my health isn't what it used to be. I felt the urge to use the restroom in the middle of the night."

“This already sounds like a troublesome matter,” Shen You said seriously.

The old wizard's expression froze, as if he had thought about it for a moment and realized that what he said actually made sense.

So he shut his mouth and remained silent.

As the moonlight shone down, another heartbroken person joined the city.

Deherrean, the capital city.

Thanks to the country's long-term isolation, the world is still unaware of the horrific coup that took place there.

Steppenwolf, a general from Apokolips, seized the throne single-handedly and became the new king.

"Fight for the great Steppenwolf General!"

In front of the palace, a man who had once been a member of King Malov's personal guard, dressed in Apocalypse-tech armor, shouted loudly while holding a war gun.

His name was Machis Malone, and he was the first to switch sides after Steppenwolf displayed the head of the former king, Malof. Steppenwolf thought he was shrewd and knew how to assess the situation. In addition, he was incredibly efficient and handled the subsequent army incorporation work exceptionally well, so Steppenwolf promoted him to the new commander-in-chief.

The entire Deherion army is now comprised of elite troops reorganized by Steppenwolf, equipped with armor made of Apocalypse Technology. This force is capable of sweeping through the military power of every nation on Earth in a single day.

If certain overpowered characters who can fly and teleport are not considered part of the regular combat strength.

"Fight for the great Steppenwolf General!"

The troops lined up in front of Ma Long shouted in unison under his leadership, their shouts shaking the heavens.

Steppenwolf was quite satisfied. He sat on his throne, nodded slightly, and looked to the person beside him: "What do you think?"

"I think this planet is already in that person's possession."

Speaking beside him was a strange skeleton dressed in a long purple dress, emanating an eerie purple light.

The Fool, one of the new gods from Apokolips, is Steppenwolf's right-hand man on Earth.

“That’s what I think too, except for a few potential problems,” Steppenwolf said.

"You mean, those people with superpowers?"

"The native inhabitants of this planet are all fine; there's nothing we can't handle. The problem lies with certain outsiders."

“Kryptonians, Martians,” the Deceitful One said knowingly. “And the most troublesome one, that mysterious cosmic giant.”

"We can put that aside for now; we need to proceed with caution. But the other two..."

“I understand,” said the Deceitful One. “Kryptonite and fire, their weaknesses make them easy targets.”

"Yes, but I'm afraid I need to take them down first. If we meet on the front lines, they will have allies and be wary, and even if they have weaknesses, they may not be easy to exploit."

The fool chuckled, and the skull seemed to smile, making it even more eerie.

"You want me to take care of the trouble."

"I need to prepare for the actual war, and there are still many things to handle. So..."

"Row."

Before Steppenwolf could finish speaking, the fool smiled confidently.

"I was worried you'd never ask."

Steppenwolf said, "Be careful. They are all quite strong; don't let your guard down."

"Ha, have you ever seen me fail?" the fool said confidently.

Steppenwolf stopped talking, then smiled and took a sip of his wine: "So, my worries were unnecessary."

"They may be very strong, but my strength has never been direct confrontation. Trust me."

The skull head emitted a sharp, sinister laugh.

"They will never know what they have gone through."

Chapter 239 Who are you?

Gotham Harbor.

Ripples spread across the water as a figure slowly emerged. A muscular arm rose from the water, its palm pressing against the ground along the bank, water splashing down the massive body.

It was a creature that seemed to exist between man and beast, like a lion just freed from the water. He slowly climbed ashore from the rugged rocks by the lake, his skin like ancient mountain rock, etched by time into a barren brown. The dampness from the water, like moss on a stone wall, made his sharply defined face appear cold and hard.

He was completely naked, his mountain-like muscles undulating in the moonlight, gleaming with a metallic sheen like a bronze sculpture. Yet his body seemed to have recovered from a thousand wounds, covered in shocking scars. Every muscle, every line, looked as if it had been forged with a heavy hammer.

Seven thousand years have passed. Even while in purgatory, his memories have never faded for a moment.

He had no name because he was abandoned at birth.

But he calls himself "The Firstborn" to remind himself and all those he is about to take revenge on that he is Zeus's firstborn son, the first son, and also the last son who will bring an end to everything.

He had once been sealed away by his own father, but now that Zeus was dead, the seal was broken. He was able to crawl back to the surface from the deepest part of the earth. Zeus's divine power could not kill him, nor could the high temperature of the earth's core harm his body. And everything that could not kill him only made him stronger.

"Hmm? Do you guys see someone over there?"

Voices could be heard.

Then came the rustling of footsteps. Several figures were illuminated under the dim green light. A group of people appeared from around the corner, sporting unconventional looks, with brightly colored hair reminiscent of Super Sentai colors, and wearing heavy black boots that clattered as they walked, sounding like a series of metallic clanging sounds.

Several young men with flamboyant, unconventional hairstyles approached and burst out laughing when they saw the figure in the water.

"Dude, did you leave your pants on your lover's bed?"

"Let me guess, has your husband suddenly come back?"

"You're not going to swim away, are you? You've got guts!"

"You know what, you really do have some talent. Wow, I've never seen anyone this amazing before!"

Chu Sheng stared blankly at the Gotham thugs who surrounded him, pointing fingers and flirting with their lives.

Then, unexpectedly, it suddenly opened its mouth.

Like a lion hunting, he took a bite. The punk in front of him was completely unprepared, his face still bearing that cynical smile as he breathed his last. But from the bridge of his nose upwards, half of his head was instantly severed, leaving nothing but emptiness.

He gnawed the man's brain off in one bite.

The smiles of the remaining people froze instantly, their expressions stiffening, and they remained stunned for several seconds.

Then came the piercing screams.

When Chusheng left, all that remained behind him were scattered limbs and blood.

He was a divine child raised in the natural world, believing only in the law of the jungle: it's either eat or be eaten. Otherwise, he wouldn't be alive today.

Now, he was more powerful than ever before, and more furious than ever before. He was about to reclaim what was rightfully his.

"I can feel the connection to my rightful place as the God-King. The one who will take my place is right here."

The newborn walked along, murmuring softly.

"The Amazonian demigod Wonder Woman."

"Diana was amazing!"

Upon arriving at the heroine's studio, Kara looked around and couldn't help but admire it sincerely.

Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating a corner of the studio where an ancient Greek goddess statue stood silently. The damaged and blurred details were brought to life again under Diana's work, exuding a serene and mysterious beauty. A broken mural hung on the wall, its faded color unable to conceal its unique charm.

"Is this your job?" she asked, looking at Diana.

Diana smiled: "It's more of an interest. Work is just a side job, you know. People like us always need to find our place in the human world."

Young reporter Clark nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, that's what I think too."

Otherwise, he wouldn't have given up so many high-paying jobs to become a lowly reporter who runs himself ragged.

Clark looked at his new friend Ron and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, you'll gradually come to like this place. We all have our own ways of fitting in, and you'll eventually find something you enjoy doing."

Rong En tilted his head and thought carefully for a moment, then asked everyone with a serious expression, "Is there a job where you can keep eating Oreos?"

Everyone: "?"

The two Kryptonians and the demigod were momentarily stumped by the question.

A Martian who can fly, burrow underground, read minds, transform, and walk through walls, whose greatest desire is to have an endless supply of Oreos, and who doesn't even know where to begin complaining about it.

As she was leading the way, the heroine's phone rang. Diana took her phone out of the back pocket of her jeans, swiped to answer, "It's me. Oh, hello Mr. Sandken, I'm also happy to arrange the appointment for you? Sure, but could it be a little later? I'm with a friend right now. Oh, okay, sure."

She hung up the phone and said apologetically, "Sorry, it's work-related. I have a client I need to meet."

"it's okay no problem."

Clark, the only serious office worker present, waved his hand understandingly.

"We'll just wander around by ourselves, it'll be fine."

"I'm sorry, I'll be back as soon as possible."

Diana put away her phone and turned to leave.

This entire scene was witnessed by a sinister figure lurking among the crowd.

New God, deceiver of fools.

Sent by Steppenwolf, their targets are Kryptonians and Martians.