Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

Earth, Metropolis.

Although the sun shone again, the oppressive feeling that permeated the air did not dissipate at all.

The countdown to Darkseid's arrival has begun.

They all know that it's 24 hours a day.

This is the final countdown for Earth.

The Justice League heroes had no time to celebrate the sunshine and water they had just gained; they immediately threw themselves into extremely intense preparations for battle.

Although Darkseid may be lured away by Homelanders, his Apocalypse Legion may not necessarily cease its invasions.

"Fifth Sector! Raise the elevation of those plasma cannons by another fifteen degrees! Green Lantern says the dimensional exit is over Metropolis!" Bruce shouted into the communicator. "Cyborg! Is the energy loop of the protective field connected?"

"Five more minutes, Batman!"

"Barry," Bruce turned to the Flash, "you're the fastest. Go and notify the rebel leaders in various locations to immediately organize elite forces to converge on Metropolis. Ordinary civilians should continue to stay in their underground bunkers and not come out."

"Leave it to me!" Barry Allen said solemnly, blue arcs of electricity erupting from his body.

Mera, the Queen of the Sea, arrived at the harbor of the metropolis, raising her trident high and unleashing its magic.

At her command, seawater flooded the city's waterways and sewers, forming a network of water defenses that would become deadly weapons should the Apocalypse Legion appear.

Amazon General Phillips led hundreds of Amazonian warriors, arrayed at the forefront of the plaza. They held swords and shields aloft, carried longbows on their backs, and their eyes burned with a fearless fighting spirit.

Deathstroke Slade, a cigar dangling from his lips, leisurely wiped his longsword, gazing at the sky with a cold smile.

Green Lantern fires a green light beam into the sky, penetrating the atmosphere. This is a signal amplifier aimed at the universe, as he attempts to summon the surviving Green Lantern Corps for support.

Under Batman's command, the entire Federation of Humanity on Earth began to operate at high speed, like a sophisticated war machine.

However, amidst this tense atmosphere of preparation for war, one person was doing something completely unrelated to the war.

Harley Quinn.

The crime queen of Gotham, now the designated First Lady of the Federation of Humans, is currently waving a baseball bat in one hand and holding a megaphone in the other, shouting and yelling in the square.

"Hey! You! Yes, you! Lower that bouquet of white roses! You're blocking the camera!"

"Hurry up! Move faster! You bunch of slow-moving turtles!"

"And you bunch of idiots! Lay out that red carpet over there! Didn't you see that corner was rolled up?!"

Under her command, a group of bewildered rebel soldiers were laboriously carrying flowers, ribbons, and red carpets that they had salvaged from the ruins.

One second they were writing their wills for the impending doomsday war, and the next second this crazy woman conscripted them and forced them to set up some kind of bizarre wedding scene here.

Pink balloons were hanging from a broken lamppost.

Countless flowers scavenged from various places were forcibly pieced together to form a giant heart-shaped archway.

Dozens of high-definition cameras and drones, restored with steel frames, have been placed in various corners of the square, their red indicator lights flashing, indicating that they have been connected to a global live streaming network.

All of these cameras are broadcasting live.

On screens around the world where signal has just been restored, one half shows images of troops from various countries assembling in a tense atmosphere, while the other half shows the absurd scene of Harley Quinn setting up her wedding on the ruins.

She knew that Ah Zu liked grand gestures and being the center of attention.

Coincidentally, as Gotham's former queen of crime who loved to show off, she also liked it.

She wants to livestream her entire wedding with Ah Zu to the world.

She wanted the whole world to witness how she would wear a wedding dress and marry the most powerful man in the world.

"Oh my god, when he comes back and sees all this, he'll definitely praise me for doing a great job."

Harry cupped her cheeks in her hands, her eyes sparkling, imagining Ajou returning triumphantly from Apokolips, bathed in the glow of victory, landing on this red carpet. He would see all her carefully arranged preparations, then gently pat her head and praise her, "Well done, my little pumpkin."

"Hehehe..."

"Alright! You bunch of slow-moving, sloth-like guys, get back to work! I'm going to change!"

Harley put down her baseball bat, picked up the wedding dress that Azu had given her, and ran into the building closest to the square.

She found a reasonably clean room and closed the door.

"Wow..."

Harley carefully unfolded the pure white haute couture wedding dress and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

"So beautiful... My Mr. Candy has excellent taste."

Just as she was about to take off her dirty clothes and put on her wedding dress.

"Clatter".

Something slipped out of the lining of the wedding dress and fell to the floor.

Harley looked down.

It was a wooden mask, dark green in color, with wood grain on the surface. It had a unique shape and exaggerated features, and looked like an ancient totem.

"What is this?"

Harley curiously picked up the mask and examined it from side to side in her hand.

"Could this be Mr. Candy's wedding gift for me?"

Harley's thought process has always been different from that of ordinary people. When she looked at the green mask, she didn't find it strange at all. Instead, she burst out laughing.

"Haha, that's hilarious! The bride wearing a green wooden mask to the wedding? Great! The perfect match!"

Without thinking too much, she quickly took off her dirty clothes and carefully put on the gorgeous pure white wedding dress.

The size is so perfect, it's like it was custom-made.

The intricate lace, sparkling diamonds, and long train made her look like a real princess.

Finally, she picked up the green mask.

In order not to ruin her newly styled hair, she did not put the mask directly on her face. Instead, she found a thin rope, threaded it through the holes on both sides of the mask, and tied it to her hair on top of her head like a hair accessory.

"Perfect."

Harley looked at her reflection in a cracked piece of glass and was very pleased with her current look.

By the time she lifted her long skirt and hummed a song as she walked out of the building, it was already evening.

The sun had already sunk below the horizon, and countless spotlights illuminated the metropolis.

The wedding venue in the square was almost completely set up, with dozens of cameras flashing red lights, indicating that they had been connected to the global broadcast network.

"Everyone, stop what you're doing! Look how beautiful this princess is!"

Harley stood on the building steps, loudly showing off to the people in the square.

However, no one looked at her.

Everyone's eyes were fixed intently on the sky.

A green gash was torn open in the dim sky by an unknown force.