American comics: From Hogwarts to God on Earth

Chapter 369 The Death of the Night Owl (Part 1)

He was a handsome boy dressed in ordinary clothes. Apart from his appearance, he was no different from any other ordinary person on the street. But when Night Owl looked directly at him, he felt as if he were being immersed in darkness.

It was as if some extremely terrifying thing was watching me—

Rune raised his head, a black and red light flashing in his eyes. His gaze swept over the Claw Legion that was attacking, and finally landed on Night Owl.

"That's good, Night Owl," he said softly, but his words resonated deeply within the minds of every creature present. "If you hadn't come today, I really wouldn't have wanted to declare war on the Crime Syndicate—"

Superman's counterpart in this world, Superman, differs from Superman himself in several ways. For example, Superman is not only immune to Kryptonite but can also draw power from it. Furthermore, Superman possesses remarkably high magic resistance. This is why, in Earth-3, Lex Luthor, having acquired Shazam's power, was unable to defeat Superman.

If such a man were to be placed under the command of Night Owl, along with other members of the criminal syndicate, it might actually force Rune to reveal all his trump cards.

Buzz————

The owl suddenly turned around and looked at the location from which the buzzing sound came—it was the last defensive door they had broken through earlier, but now it seemed as if time had reversed, and it had returned to its original state.

"Did you kill Dick?"

Night Owl's eyes widened, and he roared. How could he not realize he had fallen into a trap? His sixth sense was frantically reminding him, but Dick's death had completely robbed him of his reason.

He had already found out about the Joker's current situation. Some time ago, he had eliminated most of the Joker and Harley Quinn's henchmen, and even the core members were forced to go out and operate, which is why Dick was able to capture them.

That's why Nite Owl didn't disturb Dick's entertainment. In his mind, the four elite claws, plus Dick himself, were more than enough to kill Joker and Harley Quinn. And with such a lineup, they would even have a chance to escape if they faced Super Queen.

So, before receiving Dick's body, Nite Owl only thought that Dick was lurking in some corner to torture Jester and Harley Quinn, but the reality was so cold: his favorite claws were placed in six gift boxes.

Upon learning this news, Night Owl immediately realized that Jester had hired help.

Therefore, he recklessly expanded the Claw team, even ignoring the warnings from Superpower and SuperQueen. And this army of thousands of undead before him was Night Owl's masterpiece.

"Even Alexander Luther would die under the siege of these thousands of claws, and even if you kill me, they will continue to carry out my orders."

Night Owl roared, "You, and those two who helped kill Dick, are dead!"

"Kill them all!" Night Owl roared as he charged, a blade springing from his arm armor, and the army of claws surged like a tsunami toward the island where the three clowns were.

"Tsk tsk, this is going to be difficult~" The clown laughed loudly, then turned to look at Rune. This clown counterpart had not yet truly experienced Rune's power, so he was naturally a little worried.

Harley Quinn, on the other hand, was even more direct: "Hey, my little darling, can you kill these damn claws?"

Rune didn't answer directly; he simply clapped his hands lightly.

Snapped!

Centered on him, a black and red ripple spread outwards, just touching the dozens of claws charging ahead. The claws' movements froze instantly, and the light in their eyes went out completely. If someone were to examine their eyes at this moment, they would find something terrifying—the eyes of these claws had been dyed pure black, with no whites at all.

Even their bodies seemed to have their bones ripped out, crashing to the ground with a clattering sound before turning into a pile of fleshy pulp.

It was as if a balloon filled with red clay had been dropped to the ground; the thin outer layer of skin couldn't withstand the combined pressure of its own weight and the earth, and it eventually scattered everywhere. Only the colorful human tissues inside still revealed their human nature.

Amber gold and Dionysus factor did not have any effect whatsoever.

"vomit!"

Even Harley Quinn couldn't help but vomit. She was indeed knowledgeable, but after all, she was a hero on the side of justice. Even her methods of torturing Dick were rather naive. Seeing these dozens of people turned into mincemeat, the smell of blood and entrails immediately exceeded her limit of tolerance.

Even the clown's smile froze. "Is this magic?"

Rune glanced at the clown. "No, this is merely my will."

He reached out and gently shook hands with the army of claws.

Gra, Gra —

In an instant, countless tiny sounds, like shattering glass, echoed in the air. And at the same moment, the hundreds and thousands of claws collectively disintegrated, turning into ashes that drifted into the air.

Such a massive undead army, capable of annihilating the army of a small country in a single night, was wiped out by a single gesture from Rune.

"This is magic," Rune said softly. The ashes were his mercy to the clown and Harley Quinn, so that they wouldn't vomit them up.

The clown hadn't expected this. He simply blinked, then clapped his hands and burst into laughter, "Hahaha—so you weren't joking after all, you really do want to overthrow the Crime Syndicate!"

Harry laughed loudly, "Look! All of Papa Bird's toys are broken!"

The two on the platform laughed so hard they almost fell over, tears streaming down their faces. They had waited for far too long, and the world had waited for far too long. The theme of Earth-3 was that good triumphs over evil. Harley and Jester had seen too many virtuous and noble people, selfless and great, yet for various reasons, they were wiped out by the criminal syndicate led by Owl, Superpower, and SuperQueen.

Captain Cold's alter ego was tortured to death by Johnny Quick, and Luthor was framed as a terrorist and executed.

They have witnessed far too many tragedies, but here, justice will never be served.

Behind that smiling face, the Joker and Harley Quinn have cried countless times, but Rune's appearance has given them renewed hope, even though at first they thought it was just another trick by the Night Owl.

Below the platform where the clown and Harley Quinn stood, only the solitary figure of Night Owl remained, standing atop the ashes of the undead army he had created.

"No—this—this is impossible!"

Beneath the visor, an emotion flickered across Thomas Wayne's face—an emotion he hadn't felt in a long time. He inexplicably recalled the expression on his mother's face when Bruce broke a plate during his childhood.

It was an emotion called fear, and the child faced himself as he had faced his mother when he was a child—no, even more overwhelmingly so.

This is not a contest of strength, but rather a kind of crushing defeat that transcends strength itself.