American comics: From Hogwarts to God on Earth

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Ignoring the mess on the ground, Rune walked straight up to Steve.

"Let's go home." Rune picked up the young man with the perky butt in a princess carry, but Steve felt a little sad when he heard Rune's words.

"No, Rune, I—and Stark and the others, we haven't had a home for a long time." Despite his grief, his voice was surprisingly calm. "Besides, don't you think our position is a bit—inappropriate?"

"—Tsk, that's true." Rune readily agreed and immediately used magic to lift Steve. "I've developed a habit of solving problems with my fists lately, it's become a habit, don't mind it."

"What will they do?"

"Healing your injuries is the priority now," Rune replied, but that wasn't the whole reason. He wanted to let these beasts struggle in pain for a while before taking their lives.

As for whether they will escape—just look at the scene of those two Earths colliding outside, where can they run to?

Rune did not take Steve back to the DC Universe; when it came to healing abilities, Rune trusted the Holy Light more.

After crossing the portal, Rune arrived in Theramore, a port city still under construction, but the church was almost finished. The church was not dedicated to any specific god, but to an abstract entity called the Holy Light.

Human beliefs are actually quite diverse, such as those of Kul Tiras, the Tide Sages who worship the sea, and the cursed sects that are currently aiding and abetting evil in the Eastern Kingdoms and worshipping death, etc., but the most common and widely spread is the Holy Light.

By this time, the church already housed a considerable number of priests, some of whom were crippled paladins unable to return to the battlefield, and others who had served as medics under Arthas and Uther. Rune's appearance aroused their suspicion.

Although Rune had saved these mortals, the mage rarely appeared in public, so the priests here did not know that Rune was the hero who defeated C'Thun and the otherworldly visitor.

Several young priests even instinctively raised their staffs, but when they saw the dying Steve behind Rune, they immediately cried out in alarm.

Even by the standards of medieval civilization, Steve's current appearance is somewhat too cruel. He is emaciated, covered in wounds, and even has some toxins in his body that, while not fatal, would cause immense suffering to his victims.

An elderly pastor with gray hair, wearing a gold-trimmed robe, stepped forward. His steps were steady, and the holy emblem on his chest radiated a warm glow. His voice was calm and gentle: "Excuse me, do you and your companion need any help?"

"Of course, heal him for me," Rune said, putting away the portal. "I'll give you a satisfactory reward."

The old pastor gazed at Rune for a moment, then shook his head. "We believe in the Holy Light. Gold and silver are nothing but disposable possessions to us. Only inner justice and mercy are the most precious treasures."

Rune was somewhat speechless; even at a time like this, he wasn't forgetting to preach.

The old priest placed Steve in a healing room deep inside the church, where the holy light energy was more concentrated than outside, and the holy light runes engraved on the walls constantly emitted a golden halo.

It was only then that Rune realized, "You're the leader here?"

The old priest—no, the bishop—nodded. He and several senior priests were standing around Steve, raising their staffs. Soft golden beams of light shot from the tips of the staffs, converging into a stream that slowly flowed into Steve's body.

The hero let out a satisfied sigh. The toxins that had spread through his veins began to sizzle and dissipate as they were touched by the holy light, while his terrible wounds were completely healed under the light.

At least in the field of healing, even druids who wield the life force are slightly inferior to priests.

Seeing that Steve's health had improved, Rune's tense nerves finally relaxed a little, but questions resurfaced in his mind: why would a bishop of a church wander around at night?

After an unknown amount of time, the holy light in the healing room gradually faded, and the priests put down their staffs, their faces showing tired but relieved smiles. The bishop wiped the sweat from his brow, nodded to Rune, and still had a relieved smile on his face.

"He's safe now. I've never seen many people in my life whose physique can compare to his, so—" The bishop even had a hint of apology on his face, "I had to spend a little more time—"

"Um, before thanking you, I'd like to ask a question—" Rune looked at Steve, "Why are you out here at this time? Don't you think it's too much of a coincidence?"

"Oh! You mean this—" the bishop replied with a smile, "Because I accepted the will of the Holy Light, which said—"

Before he could finish speaking, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst forth in the treatment room, and at the same time, a wave of heat swept over, causing even the other senior priests to take a few steps back.

The golden light did not come from the priest's magic, but rather spontaneously emanated from Steve's body.

Steve, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. Golden holy light flashed in his pupils, and a powerful divine force spread out from him, even causing strange phenomena to appear throughout Theramore.

A golden drizzle began to fall from the sky, and countless white feathers rained down. The light emanating from both instantly illuminated the night. Humans, orcs, and even elves rushed out of their rooms, some stunned, some cheering, and some grieving as they gazed at the miracle in the sky.

Rune immediately understood everything. The Holy Light must have foreseen Steve's arrival, which was why it deliberately allowed this dignified bishop to go out for a stroll at night.

The core of the Holy Light is redemption, protection, and justice, and Steve himself has always adhered to the belief of protecting others and upholding justice. This pure belief is highly consistent with the will of the Holy Light.

Moreover, the Holy Light is a rather idealistic power; even the undead, as long as they believe in the Holy Light, can become a priest. And Steve—

This man is someone who, through sheer willpower and that shield, can hold his own against someone far stronger than himself. Steve's physical body may have its limits, but his spirit certainly doesn't.

The bishop, witnessing this scene, was initially startled, then suddenly realized what was happening, muttering phrases like "So that's how it is." Several other senior priests had already knelt down and begun to pray devoutly.

When Steve awoke, his pupils shimmered with golden light. He looked down at his hands in disbelief, where a few strands of golden light flowed gently around his fingertips.

"What are you doing up? Why aren't you standing there?" Rune rolled his eyes and yanked Steve up, the dark forces roaring in his ears.

The strange phenomena in Theramore even alarmed Jaina, who hurriedly teleported over and saw all the cultists heading towards the healing room. She followed them and then saw Rune and Steve, the Chosen of the Light.

"what!"

Yes, as everyone knows, Holy Light, besides its healing properties, also generates heat. Steve can withstand the "fiery" heat of Holy Light, but his clothes aren't so lucky—