Gotham.
High above the city of sin, Jino stood expressionlessly atop a massive golden giant.
From afar, the towering golden giant, whose proportions closely resembled those of a human, vaguely bore Jino's features on its face.
A pair of dazzling golden wings spread from its back like tail fins. It stood high among the clouds like a legendary angel, dispelling darkness and bringing down light.
"Now we're the same height!"
Jino stood atop the giant's head with his arms crossed. He extended one hand and crooked his finger at Barbatos, beckoning him to come at him.
The golden giant mimicked Jino's gesture, swinging its right hand.
"Jino Luthor!"
Barbatos stared fixedly at Jino. The dragon raised the black thunderbolt in its hand, and it roared as it coiled around Barbatos's body, covering him in armor of lightning.
The dragon pointed at Lionel, who was bound to a cross beneath its feet in a miserable state. "This old man is your father!"
"Jino, if you submit to me now, I can promise to grant you half the world. You have earned that right!"
"And." Barbatos stared at Jino. "I can pardon those rebels as well!"
It was clear that Jino had put him under immense pressure.
The dragon had even begun negotiating for coexistence.
But the same old saying applied: not being cruel to one's enemies meant not being cruel enough.
From the moment Barbatos had cast him into the dark dreamscape, Jino had already sentenced the bastard to death in his heart.
"No, Barbatos." Jino shook his head and glanced at Lionel, whose face was streaming with snot and tears. "First, I have no real feelings for him. Second, I have no interest in the Dark Worlds you created."
"Now!"
Jino raised his hand, drawing down a ray of light