In truth, Doctor Fate did not have much emotional attachment to America.
Or rather, for those who called themselves Super Heroes, the concept of a nation did not carry that much weight.
Although Chen Mu often looked down on these people, he had to admit that most Super Heroes were still quite kind. What they cared about more were the lives of ordinary people, not nations.
Perhaps that was also America's common failing. Its people did not have much sense of identification with their country. After all, it was an immigrant nation; claiming there was deep sentiment involved would be a lie.
At most, they valued their interests. For example, if a foreign war could bring them benefits, they would support it. But once such a war failed and they suffered losses, they would naturally become enraged.
It was a case of sharing glory and disgrace, prospering and suffering together.
After catching a glimpse of the future, Doctor Fate made his decision in a very short time.
He could not deal with it, nor did he want to.
Darkseid had already been unmatched, and now Black Adam had joined him. What could America possibly use to fight them?
Perhaps some would say there was still Superman and the Justice League, but they had vanished from the very beginning of the war. Combined with his own guesses, Doctor Fate could now almost certainly conclude that Chen Mu was behind this.
Superman had never belonged to America. Now, it seemed certain that he had nothing to do with them at all.
At that moment, Doctor Fate finally realized how ridiculous he had been.
America's fate seemed to have been decided from the very beginning. All their efforts had been futile.
He was tired. Let it all be destroyed already.
Doctor Fate had