I became light in American comics.

Chapter 666 God's Fall

Planet Daily.

"I said, exclusive!" Editor-in-Chief Perry shouted. "Exclusive news, that's what I need! Not some moment of a dog catching a frisbee in the park, or a shot of a flock of pigeons taking off."

You know what I mean!

"Yes, I guess you're right, boss."

Superman's good friend, photographer Jimmy Olsen, was being scolded with his head down.

"But it's not my fault. Big Blue hasn't been showing up in Metropolis much these days. And I can't always be there in the first place."

"Perhaps you could talk to him and ask him to tell you his itinerary in advance."

Louise leaned against the window behind her and joked with a smile.

"Aren't you his good buddy? Maybe you can go and wait for him on that street beforehand."

"I never said that."

Clang.

That was the sound of the editor-in-chief's teacup hitting the table. Tea splashed out, interrupting the conversation.

What followed was a violent tremor.

A delicate handmade ornament fell from the top of the nearby filing cabinet, and the LCD computer screen topped over. The chandelier swayed a few times before falling from the ceiling and shattering on the ground.

A dazzling arc of light shone on the window, tracing a bright, burning path.

"Caesar's ghost," the editor-in-chief said, dropping his cigarette. "What's going on now?"

The entire metropolis's sky brightened, as if countless stars had broken free of their constraints and transformed into a shower of meteors falling upon the earth. They streaked across the sky like silver arrows, swift and sharp, like the sun descending from the heavens.

The metropolis was instantly engulfed in chaos. Rolling black clouds were pierced by countless fireballs, like burning cracks in mid-air. An electronic GG sign was smashed through, and a water tank on the roof was pierced with a huge hole, water gushing down.

The entire street descended into chaos, with the sounds of car horns, screams, and collapsing buildings all mingling together.

"Olson!" Editor-in-Chief Perry shouted, "Quick! Go downstairs and see if you can..."

"He went a long time ago, Perry," Louise said. "The instinct of a good journalist."

A meteor shower filled the sky, but for Jimmy, the photographer who was always on the front lines of Superman's battles, it was nothing. Just in case, he pressed the emergency pager button Superman had given him before going downstairs, even though he figured Superman probably already knew what was going on.

Oh, I just hope that scream in mid-air wasn't his.

Clearly, this was more than just a natural disaster; something seemed to be churning behind the dark clouds. The muffled thunder sounded like a violent impact, accompanied by screams of agony.

Just then, a car on the side of the road suddenly braked hard, and the taxi behind it couldn't brake in time and crashed head-on into the back of the car. The front of the car was deformed, and smoke was hissing from the hood.

The taxi driver angrily kicked the door open and waved his fist: "Hey! New country bumpkin, huh? Why did you slam on the brakes for such a small thing? First day in the metropolis, huh?"

This happens about twice a week on average!

Jimmy: "."

Immediately following, something shot down at an angle from the very center of the dark cloud.

Faster and more powerful than any of the previous meteors, it plummeted at full speed as if out of control. A powerful gust of wind swept through the city, distorting and compressing the air itself. The moment it hit the ground, the blast wave lifted a street of vehicles into the air, like small boats capsized by a giant wave. The cars tumbled and rolled through the air with deafening crashes, like hammer blows to the ground, instantly deforming and shattering.

"Oh my god, oh my god."

Jimmy shuddered, glancing around to find himself seemingly unharmed. Looking up again, he realized he had moved several kilometers away in that split second, and the destroyed street was now engulfed in flames on the other side.

The same goes for the people who were originally around him.

"Is everyone alright?"

He is naturally a superman.

The surrounding crowd erupted in cheers and applause. Once again, they had been saved by Superman, just like it often happens when you live in Metropolis.

"Sorry I'm late. I was near Mars when I heard the signal. Everyone, step back."

Superman passed through the black smoke and landed on the edge of the deep pit in the middle of the street.

But even though he said that, Jimmy naturally wasn't going to obediently back down. He scurried back with his camera in hand.

The edge of the giant crater still retained its intense heat, and black smoke was billowing from within. And in the very center of that crater, something resembled a person.

Of course, it wouldn't be an ordinary person. No normal living being could possibly remain intact, or at least be a whole corpse, after falling from such a height outside the atmosphere.

A human completely wrapped in a black bodysuit.

"I recognize him." Superman frowned.

"Huh? Someone we know?" Jimmy asked.

Superman shook his head: "We're not that close, but he's been involved in Justice League affairs, and we've dealt with him. He's a new god named Metatron."

He was an explorer, neither good nor evil, belonging neither to the Father nor to the Apocalypse within the new gods. His only concern was the pursuit of knowledge.

But now Metron is dead.

Even Superman wasn't sure what the fall of a god meant.

Jimmy was completely confused and scratched his head: "So you mean he should be considered an ally?"

"Sometimes, yes. But I'm not sure."

Superman paused there. He floated up and began looking around, as if searching for something.

"What, are there enemies?"

Jimmy suddenly tensed up. He shrank back, clutching his camera, as if he would run away at the first sign of trouble.

If you've been a reporter for a long time, you won't be slow to catch up.

"No. I'm looking for a chair." Superman looked confused.

"What chair?"

"Mettron's chair is called the 'Mobius Chair.' He is always sitting in the chair, which has a built-in Mother Box drive that allows him to travel between any time, space, and dimension."

And I've heard that it knows everything that has happened in the multiverse from the beginning to the end of time, all known knowledge. Whoever sits in the chair will be cursed with omniscience, possessing knowledge of everything in this universe.

Jimmy was astonished: "That amazing?"

Then he muttered under his breath, "If I could have one of these, I wouldn't think it's a curse."

"Having too much knowledge can sometimes be a curse."

Superman shook his head.

"His chair is missing; perhaps that's important."

He connected directly to the alliance channel.

"Justice League, this is Superman, emergency assembly. We might have something important to report. Supergirl, could you please inform Ultraman for us?"

Yes, I think this may only be the beginning.

"We may be facing some very serious situations."

(End of this chapter)