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Chapter 109 isn't finished yet, is it?

Upon seeing the mural, Shen You quickly guessed the identities of these people.

The Blood Cult is an organization composed of followers of the Three Palaces Lord. So in a sense, it can be considered a vast organization with footprints across the multiverse, although branches in different universes have never met.

Their ultimate goal is very simple and singular: to summon the arrival of Sannomiya.

The Blood Cultists themselves aren't particularly terrifying, but what's truly alarming is the Sannomiya organization they represent. The existence of this organization in this world signifies that the current universe has begun to be targeted by Sannomiya.

It was inevitable that the Blood Cult would notice and begin to target Raven. After all, the Blood Cult were Sangu's most direct and powerful subordinates outside his direct reach. And although Sangu could not descend in person, he could bestow demonic power upon the Blood Cult.

These people are worth being wary of.

The moment they were corrupted by the Three Palaces, the Blood Cultists had essentially abandoned the human soul, so there was no reason to show them any mercy.

He quickly and easily took down the hideout along the way, and by the time Shen You returned, it was already quite late. He then dragged the old wizard down to the underground to briefly interrogate Qinglan, who had just been imprisoned, and confirmed that Astra's husband, Norn, was indeed plotting to take over Earth.

Rozburg is currently in a state of flux, and its exact coordinates are still uncertain. However, Shen You can obtain more specific parameters about Rozburg's combat deployment and the "Great Purge" system from Qinglan, allowing him to develop countermeasures in advance as a precaution.

Although the Seven Deadly Sins had been sealed away, their attacks served as a stark reminder to the old wizard. Shen You's return and mention of the encounter with the Blood Cult on the return journey only deepened the old wizard's worries.

He increasingly sensed that a challenging era was about to begin, and the world would once again need the power of Shazam the Thunder. But his old arms and legs were simply too weak to continue; his body could no longer withstand the power of the six gods, and the next transformation might be his final act.

It seems we need to step up our efforts in finding a successor.

However, this wasn't something that could be accomplished overnight. The old wizard had spent thousands of years searching for this person, always feeling that each candidate was lacking in some way or some aspect. And the longer he searched, the less willing he was to compromise. He felt that if he spent so much time and ended up finding someone who was inadequate, wouldn't all those thousands of years have become a joke?

But now he feels the world is fraught with danger, and it's time to step up his efforts.

So for the next few days, the old wizard spent almost all his time in the Rock of Eternity, using the full power of his Search Charm, expanding it to its maximum range, and relaxing the conditions compared to the past. He would bring in anyone whose conditions seemed to be compatible with him for testing purposes.

This time, he also added a hypnotic spell. All the candidates pulled into the Rock of Eternity would be in a sleepwalking state, not fully conscious. This would make it easier for the old wizard to recognize their true appearance.

After several days, no candidate was found, and the old wizard was so angry that he was jumping up and down.

For example, a certain fat guy among the test takers on the first day.

"Name?" the old wizard asked.

"Eisen Pamir".

"Essen, tell me about yourself. Tell me the three most wicked things you've ever done in your life."

"Peeping at my sister taking a bath, peeping at my sister taking a bath, and peeping at my sister taking a bath."

The old wizard's face darkened: "I meant three items."

"It's three items," the fat man said honestly. "I started peeping at my sister while she showered when I was nine, three times a week for eight years."

"Ha, you've got quite the perseverance." The old wizard waved his sleeve. "Get lost."

With a flick of his sleeve, the scene rewound as if in reverse, and the fat man was kicked out of the Rock of Eternity.

Then there's another oddball.

"Name."

"George Salinas".

Tell me the three most evil things you've ever done in your life.

"My nephew and niece are actually my sons, and..."

"Alright, you can get lost now."

That night, the old wizard reflected on the matter and felt that perhaps relaxing the conditions was a bit too much. So he revised the spell overnight and re-performed the ritual the next day after adjusting the scope.

To everyone's surprise, a heavyweight contestant showed up that day.

The heavy, jet-black uniform, the pointed, cross-sectioned helmet, the flowing cloak, and the iconic bat...

Even the old wizard sitting on the throne of the Rock of Eternity was taken aback.

batman.

The old wizard in Gotham had long heard of this man's reputation, and in fact, they had met once before—when Kara had picked him up from a dumpster. The old wizard had a fairly good impression of him at their first meeting; although it was only a cursory glance, he felt that the man seemed to be a decent person.

Although this person seems a bit sinister and strange, if I relax my requirements a little, maybe he can meet my needs?

The old wizard felt a surge of anticipation for the candidate and asked, "Name?"

"Batman," the dark silhouette in the shadows said menacingly.

"No, I mean your name, your real name, not your nickname," the old wizard explained.

"I am Batman."

Old wizard: "?"

He was momentarily stunned before he quickly understood. The candidates who came to the temple were all hypnotized consciousnesses, answering based on instinct. This meant that this person genuinely believed he was Batman, and the so-called real name beneath the mask was just a disguise.

He really is a weirdo.

With that thought in mind, the old wizard stopped asking questions and gently floated down to Batman's side.

"Let me see what's in your heart. Let me see if you're a good match. Hmm?"

The old wizard looked surprised.

"Your spirit is resisting me? But that's impossible. This is the Rock of Eternity; no one can be here. How did you manage it?"

The somber voice rang out again: "Because I am Batman."

"Alright, alright, I already know that, no need to emphasize it."

Sensing that the other party's consciousness was breaking free from his spell, the old wizard quickened his pace.

A spell that allows him to peer into the heart enables him to try to understand why this man dons the cloak, the goal he fights for, and the driving force behind his progress.

That will determine whether he is worthy of Shazam's divine power.

However, the old wizard didn't even get to see the answers he wanted.

He only saw darkness.

Boundless darkness, far greater than the most wicked person he had ever seen in his nine thousand years of life, seemed to devour the entire world.

"impossible!"

The old wizard was stunned once again.

How can a person's heart contain such immense darkness? What kind of mind can withstand such darkness without being driven mad?

What's even stranger is that someone with such a vast and dark inner world can still act so normally.

He could even dedicate his wealth, energy, life, and everything to fighting crime and eliminating darkness?

Shouldn't this person become psychologically twisted and turn into a super villain who takes revenge on society and destroys the world?

Extremely rare, the old wizard felt that this human's situation seemed to have touched upon a blind spot in his knowledge.

"This is impossible." He frowned, finding it inexplicable. "In such darkness, how could you possibly remain normal, even a superhero?"

Then that somber voice appeared again.

"Because I am Batman."

Old Wizard: "."

No, is this never going to end?

(End of this chapter)