What's Wrong With Superman's Son Wanting to Be Superman?
Chapter 140

Joker! Angels! Ian!

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Gates of Heaven is floating slowly in the clouds, and it is getting clearer and clearer.

It seemed as if he was about to fall into the real world in the next moment. Thick black mist seeped out from the edge of the dirty door frame, and Superman could clearly see his youngest son breathing heavily into the black mist.

Then he vomited it all out as if he was sick - as for Batman, Batman was driving a Batmobile with a strange shape, which looked like Angel Wings, and was hitting the door.

It looked even crazier than Ian who was trying to pull Gates of Heaven away with both hands. Superman didn't know how to comment on this, and turned his eyes to the "stars" around Gates of Heaven.

In his eyes.

The "stars" surrounding Gateway are becoming more and more clear - each one is a curled-up Angels, their rotten wings wrapping their bodies.

Like some kind of terrifying cocoon. Almost all of them are suspended at the interface between reality and Heaven, like stars infected by some unknown virus.

A sickly light shone in the darkness.

"I think this shouldn't just be a Filth Disease."

Clark's brows furrowed, his eyes filled with anxiety and confusion.

Those Angels were weak and confused, as if they had removed all their defenses. He could even hear the voices of those Angels, even mixed with full of pain and despair.

Superman dare not listen to it at all.

He was afraid that he would also be affected by this emotion.

Just when Superman was still thinking about how to respond and deal with these fallen Angels.

"Clark! What happened to your hearing?"

The voice of Wonder Woman came from behind.

She strode over dragging Lasso of Truth, and there were seven or eight dancing criminals tied to the other end of the rope. They were singing the weird hymn "Praise to Emperor of All Laws" in unison.

These are all criminals caught by Wonder Woman after he arrived at Gotham.

The criminals in New York are much more evil. The ordinary criminals in New York just want to collect food from their neighbors, but the doomsday carnival sects in Gotham are obviously more pragmatic.

They wanted to round up their neighbors for food.

Very explosive.

"Diana, you are here."

Flash Barry·Allen nodded in agreement. "Yeah, let me just say there is something wrong with him, right? Forget it if you don't talk about science, you have to talk about the truth, right? How can the ears use Mind Reading?"

His tone was full of the same unacceptability as Wonder Woman. The main reason was not that his privacy was offended, but that this ability even exceeded the scope of cheating.

Kryptonian cheating everyone knows.

But cheating to an unreasonable level is really depressing.

"Perhaps the voice of the heart is also a voice?" Aquaman Arthur's voice suddenly sounded. Wonder Woman and Diana immediately looked not far away. Aquaman Arthur was driving a sprinkler truck and arrived in front of everyone.

The sprinkler truck is full of water. It can be seen that Aquaman Arthur has developed some phobia since he was K0ed the last time he went out.

Of course.

It is also possible that he was worried that he would lose his fortune and be soaked into Fish Tank again, so he prepared a seawater Fish Tank to prevent someone from soaking him into Fish Tank and pouring a lethal amount of salt into Fish Tank.

"The voice of the heart is also a voice?"

This statement left Wonder Woman and Flash speechless.

Regarding this.

Superman did not provide any explanation.

His sight penetrated the clouds and locked on the Batman tank. He could hear the sound of Batman hitting Gates of Heaven, but he still couldn't figure out why Batman could get close to Gates of Heaven.

"How did Bruce do it? Is it because I don't have the qualifications to enter Heaven after death, but does he?" Clark's muttering was full of a very suspicious feeling. He was obviously a little unconfident because of the situation where he was wandering around in the sky and could not get close to Gates of Heaven nor Angels.

Even if they fly into the universe, Clark cannot get close to that area. They seem to exist in a mezzanine at a certain interface. After flying into the universe, you have to lower your head to see the gate and Angelss.

"Are you kidding? If you are not qualified to enter Heaven, who else is qualified?" Flash firmly refuted Superman's whispers as he trusted Superman blindly.

Wonder Woman also nodded in agreement.

"Superman thinks that Batman can fuck Heaven, which is the funniest joke of the year." Wonder Woman has many criticisms of Batman, but her focus is not mixed with any personal emotions.

As a foreigner who has in-depth research on the history and culture of America, Wonder Woman is very clear that as long as the world is not in chaos, people will never see the America capitalists in Heaven.

But Batman is one of the biggest capitalists America.

"I think Bruce used some special means." Flash Barry·Allen was the person with the highest academic qualifications among the people present, and he made the most realistic guess.

Cyborg flying from a distance also had the same idea as him.

"Yes, that's it." A silver light flashed across the sky, and Cyborg landed with two criminals foaming at the mouth. The robotic arm unfolded,

He threw the unconscious villain into the back of a police car on the side of the road.

"It may be that Batman captured the special existence frequency of Angels and performed some kind of Mimicry signal simulation, so Gates of Heaven mistakenly thought that his tank was a Angels." Cyborg's eyes were constantly scanning the sky. He needed to detect the useful part among countless erroneous data and information.

"Is this okay?"

Aquaman was a little dumbfounded.

"He is Batman after all."

Cyborg responded concisely and clearly.

Very reasonable.

Wonder Woman laughed and covered his forehead when he heard this, "We have the magical Batman, the unreasonable Superman and the evil son of Superman."

"Are we sure of winning?"

There was a hint of unspeakable emotion in her tone. The heroine couldn't help but look at her Lasso of Truth again, wondering if the so-called God-Beating Whip Mode could beat Angels.

"That's Angels-."

Aquaman laughed a few times.

Not enough information.

The same goes for Flash.

Justice League No one knows the combat power of Angels.

So.

I felt very unsure.

"Can you help us conduct that kind of signal simulation? I think we'd better prevent the crisis outside the earth." Clark is actually full of taboos about Angels.

However, he is the kind of character who has been beaten and failed, but still has to fight anyway.

"The technology in me comes from Apokolips, not Angel Star, and I don't have the magical brain like Bruce." Cyborg shook his head,

There was a bit of helplessness in his tone.

"Actually, even with the technologies on my body, Bruce can use them better than me, the original owner." His voice was a little hissing,

With a feeling similar to the depression of finding out that one's wife is better in someone else's hands.

Everyone heard the words.

They all showed the wry smile that Ian can never learn.

A series of explosions were heard in the distance.

A mushroom cloud rises from the oil tank farm at Gotham port.

"Jiejiejiejiejie~"

Green fireworks used by book-loving criminals explode into thick smoke.

Several thugs with pale makeup rushed onto the main street on modified motorcycles, with twenty-four silicone prosthetic abs taped to their bellies. Behind the vehicles were dragging a large stereo and a fluorescent banner with the logo Joker.

They are believers of Joker.

"Bruce doesn't care about his city anymore?" Aquaman frowned, waved his trident, and the fire hydrant on the roadside suddenly burst, and the water column knocked the motorcycle team upside down.

He looked into the distance.

A familiar shrill laugh came from the direction of Arkham Asylum. A mentally ill patient took the opportunity to escape from prison. Poison Ivy's red hair loomed among the buildings, and the steel and concrete wherever it passed was torn apart by wildly growing plants.

"Classic Gotham crazy." Cyborg sighed, and the shoulder cannon automatically aimed at a few guys who were partying in the bank vault. They were using real US dollars to burn the most gorgeous bonfire.

Flash turns into a red whirlwind and shuttles through the streets.

Wherever they passed, the thugs' belts all turned into tight knots. But this was far from enough - Blackgate Penitentiary's fugitives, Maroni Family's gunmen, and even the old Roman troops took advantage of the chaos and came out in full force.

"Bruce wants to enter Heaven."

Superman was suspended in the Gotham night sky, with his red cloak making a hunting sound. His Super Hearing captured the chaos of the entire city - explosions, screams, the Batman Who Laughs sounds, and some kind of weird, almost religious collective chanting. That was the Demonss waiting for an opportunity, trying to take advantage of the movements of believers in this chaos coming to the world.

Clark frowned and glanced across the street.

Penguin stood on the roof of Iceberg Lounge, commanding his men to launch fireworks into the sky. Each exploding firework pieced together the words "Welcome to the arrival of Apocalyptic Doomsday".

God knows how he was able to drive off these "leading party" fireworks so quickly in such a short period of time.

"It's so messy."

Superman knows very well that before dealing with the outside world, we must first make peace with the inside.

He has calculated the trajectory of Angels's fall, and it will be the city that will suffer in the end, so he must make sure before that that there will be no internal factors that will interfere with Justice League.

I saw that in the next moment, Superman disappeared completely. His speed was far faster than Flash, which had weakened a lot. The criminals had not even seen the blue afterimage clearly. His hands and feet were tightly tied and thrown into the prison like sandbags. Superman even had time to reinforce these prisons.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! One"

Almost all the perpetrators were brought to justice in a very short period of time.

The criminals of Gotham feel what the criminals of Metropolis feel.

"Superman get out of Gotham! Superman is not welcome here! Have you ever played the game? You are not allowed to enter the novice village at level 100!" A gangster who was tied into a rice dumpling struggled and roared.

"That's right! If you have the ability, let Batman come!" Another criminal echoed, his tone full of dissatisfaction, "We only accept beatings from Gotham local superheroes!"

Isn't this a kind of regional discrimination?

Superman:"..-."

He took a deep breath, didn't bother to explain, grabbed the group of people, and threw them into the door of Blackgate Penitentiary as accurately as throwing a bowling ball. Other superheroes were also performing the same behavior.

Cyborg Victor·Stone used his technological capabilities to remotely control drones, blocked several major streets, and at the same time sprayed powerful Sleeping Pill powder on the rioting streets.

"Oh, I dreamed about my mother, and she and I ate my father together." The riot lasted less than an hour, but in the history of Gotham, it is destined to be recorded as a highly symbolic event. The main reason is that there were more riots than ever before, but they were quelled very quickly.

Many criminals are not used to such intensity.

"I want Batman! I want Batman!"

"Girl! You're going to blow my head off!"

"Flash is gone too! Flash is also a supermodel!"

Maybe until old age.

These criminals also don't want to see other superheroes except Batman again. Of course, for the superheroes, they are also impressed by the criminal Gotham.

"Damn it! I understand why Batman is so cautious. The madman here not only bites people, he also wants to bite me!" Aquaman patted his crotch with lingering fear.

"..."

Wonder Woman looked at Aquaman who had bite marks on his crotch, and she knew she should pretend to be confused. Seeing that the criminals in the city were being cleaned up,

However, Superman seems to be still busy operating.

"What is this doing?"

Aquaman looked at Superman who kept flying by "whoosh whoosh~".

Somewhat confused.

"He is moving all the residents of Gotham to other cities." Wonder Woman's dynamic vision is much stronger than Aquaman, but she can only see the blurry figure of Superman.

"Huhuhuhu~"

Flash was following Superman, but after all, he did not have the invincible physical strength of Superman. After running thousands of times, he was out of breath and sweating on his forehead.

"Can you stop being so busy? Does anyone remember that I am a dying person?" Flash Although he was complaining, he still started to work after taking a breath.

"Confirm again, Gotham East District has been cleared." Flash's voice sounded in the Justice League communication channel, and the red afterimage passed by the last few apartment buildings.

Even if he used Dump Truck.

The efficiency is not as good as Superman.

Just when Flash cleared one area, Superman had already cleared out the residents of all other areas - Dump Truck is true, but it is still not as good as transferring the houses together.

"Well, I have also removed all the residents here." Superman was suspended above the city, his eyes swept across the empty streets, and X-ray vision penetrated into the underground of each area.

This is to ensure that no citizen is missed. The main reason is that the warning message of Ian is too disturbing. In order to prevent Gotham residents from being contaminated by Angels's Filth Disease, he can only take this strategy.

By moving the house together, the officials can also reduce some of the disaster relief pressure - when returning to Gotham, Superman had already seen many official personnel react immediately.

I have to say.

America Sometimes the efficiency is actually very fast. Anyway, many banks have teamed up with official personnel to immediately launch "emergency rescue" services for the public.

Even if they have no money to buy food after being evacuated, the victims can still receive a disaster relief loan of US$950. In this regard, Superman has no other option except not to comment.

When the last batch of citizens were safely evacuated, the empty city was eerily quiet, with only the low chime coming from Gates of Heaven, and the eerie ruins rendered by the chaotic sky.

"I hope everyone is prepared for the worst." Superman landed in front of his companions, his red cloak flowing in the wind, "This is a fierce battle, and we need to settle our families in advance."

Hear the words.

Everyone nodded.

Wonder Woman wiped the black slime on Lasso of Truth.

"Where is your wife now? She is a restless reporter." She was obviously reminding Clark that it would not be safe to just place Lois in a bomb shelter or the like.

"Perhaps you can take Lois to Themyscira."

Wonder Woman feels that his hometown should be a relatively safe place. Since being attacked by Destruction once before, Themyscira is now hiding much deeper than before.

"Well, I know, so I sent her to the safest place." Of course Clark understands Lois better than Wonder Woman, so he also took extremely strict precautions.

"The safest place?"

Cyborg is a little confused.

"Is it deep underground?"

He made a guess.

"It's the North Pole."

Clark explained the reason why he is not worried about his wife using her talent as a journalist to run around.

He turned his head and looked into the distance. Lois should be in the monitoring room of Fortress of Solitude at the moment, giving him the middle finger through the satellite image.

"Where are your two sons? I just wanted to ask Fortress of Solitude if there is any room available." Aquaman shook his wet blond hair and wanted to find the safest place for his family.

As soon as these words came out.

It's not just him.

Everyone noticed that Superman seemed to be stunned for a moment.

Then.

The man calmly turned his head and looked in another direction. His pupils reflected a scene that no one else could see, which was the scene among the ruins of his new home.

The wind there is still mixed with the smell of scorched earth and burned metal.

Among the charred ruins.

Jonathan and Jordan sit side by side on the burned stone.

"Did Dad forget about us?" Jordan took a bite of the cold barbecue in his hand and looked up at the huge dirty door in the sky that became increasingly clear.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Jonathan replied decisively, biting off a piece of meat and working hard all night.

Both brothers were very hungry.

"He must have gone to deal with the abnormality in the sky. Mom's company said that she was picked up by dad. It should be just that mom needs to get first-hand news materials."

Jonathan gave a reasonable explanation. After all, it is normal for his mother to obtain news materials through this. In a superhero family, this is the advantage of being a reporter.

Jordan curled his lips and did not refute, just stared at the sky in a daze.

That door.

If it is really Gates of Heaven, it now looks more like some kind of rotten wound, with black slime oozing out from the edges, and the surrounding clouds twisting into unnatural whirlpools.

"God's diarrhea must be too serious."

Jordan made a wonderful idea.

"That thing is definitely not real Heaven."

Jonathan shook his head with a firm tone.

"How do you know?" Jordan gave him a warning look.

"Because Heaven can't be so disgusting!" Jonathan pointed to the sky, "This is definitely a conspiracy by aliens. They want to fake the fall of Heaven and shake our faith!"

This is a relatively reasonable conspiracy theory.

At least it is more acceptable than God having diarrhea and the toilet being clogged. However, Jordan laughed at this.

Still firm in his opinion.

"You don't understand, Ian said, God has Alzheimer's disease." Jordan mainly still trusts the smartest person in the family, and also remembers some conversations when he and Ian were fighting for the remote control when he was a child.

Jonathan looked at his stubborn and faithless second brother, and he said earnestly, "You know, Alzheimer's disease was also invented by God."

"His old man is the almighty Supreme. Even if this is really Heaven's fall, it must be because Angels made some big mistake, so God punished Angels." As he said, he put down the barbecue and solemnly took out a wooden box from his arms. The box opened,

There are more than a dozen statues of gods neatly placed inside.

Jesus, Virgin Mary, Buddha, Shiva-. There's even a ball of ramen in it.

[Supreme God, please protect this land and don't let evil come to innocent people.]

[Merciful Shakyamuni Buddha, may compassion and wisdom shine on all living beings, keep suffering away, and end fear.]

[Great Sun God, please listen to my prayer. May your light dispel this false shadow and save the earth from disaster.]

[Master Shiva who eats two bowls of my curry every day, Destruction and the God of Rebirth, please send down your power of purification so that those things in the sky will not invade the human world]

[No matter which god you are, no matter which world you come from - please listen to my prayer as a mortal. If all this is really a sign of the end, please give us the strength to face it.]

[If this is just a trial, please give us the wisdom to pass it.] The eldest brother's beliefs are really complex, but his pious attitude is extremely sincere.

Not just praying for your family.

Still praying for everyone.

"Uh, you're useless." Jordan rolled his eyes and covered his ears. "Can you stop reading? These statues are bargains you got from the flea market!"

He is an unbeliever who only believes in two people.

A Father God.

A Ian.

"Faith is priceless!"

Jonathan glared at Jordan and continued to clasp his hands devoutly.

His prayers continued.

Jordan The eldest brother, too lazy to deal with the problem, turned to look at the street. There was chaos outside. People were dragging their families to evacuate to the air-raid shelters, and the sounds of car horns, cries, and sirens were mixed together.

And among the crowd flowing against the current, a blond girl stood out - she was carrying a lamppost on her shoulders, like a giant sword.

Walking swaggeringly in the middle of the road.

"Isn't that the girl who crawled out of Ian's room? I remember she is Ian's follower, named Madison." Jordan looked at Madison who ran to save his parents last night with some disapproval.

"She seems to be looking for us?"

Jonathan opened one eye and glanced at the police. The elder brother's judgment was not wrong. Madison, the little witch that everyone will never forget is walking towards him and Jordan.

The girl had a lollipop in her mouth and hummed.

"Hi, Ian's eldest brother, Ian's Lusi'er second brother." Madison's figure blocked the turbid sunlight in the sky, and the shadow cast just fell on the two brothers Kent Family.

She only likes to use her brain to remember movie lines, and has never been able to remember the names of the two brothers clearly.

"Why do you have to put a prefix in front of my title?" The second brother Jordan's eyes widened. His gaze was attracted by the street lamp carried by Madison.

Although the top of the street lamp is also shining.

But there is no light bulb inside.

There is only one big eyeball that is blinking constantly.

"It's not important. What's important is that you don't stare at my staff. This is the staff given to me by Ian. I picked it up in his manor. You must not know how useful it is."

Madison patted the lamppost proudly.

The big eyes on the top of the street lamp flashed twice in unison.

Make a sizzling whisper.

Both Jordan and Jonathan who were praying were speechless. Before Jordan had time to ask where Ian came from, he saw Madison suddenly took out two wrinkled linen bags from the bottom of the street lamp. The fabric was stained with suspicious dark red stains and exuded a Sulfur smell.

At first glance, it seems that something very bloody has been installed.

"Well, what are you going to do?"

Jordan shrank back warily.

Madison did not answer, but with lightning speed, he put Jonathan, who was praying, into a sack. The wooden boxes containing various statues of gods were also put in together.

"Hey! Let me go!"

Jonathan in the sack was twisting wildly.

"I haven't finished praying for Flying Spaghetti Monster yet!"

He seemed to care more about having his prayers interrupted than being put in a sack.

"No, you have become a villain, planning to kidnap us and blackmail Ian?" Jordan took a few steps back again, "I knew he shouldn't show off his money outside!"

His tone was full of annoyance,

"What kind of villain is not a villain? Why do you think Ian gave me the staff?" Madison rolled his signature eyes at Jordan and tied the bag tightly with a very skillful technique.

"His exact words were--"

Madison imitates the serious tone of Ian.

"Please, pack my two brothers to a safe enough place. I don't want to see my eldest brother who has grown Three Heads and Six Arms and my second brother who is over 180 years old when I get home."

While using her acting talent, she imitated Ian's words vividly, while rubbing a small cluster of fire from her fingertips and burning a ventilation hole in the sack.

"I think the packing that Ian is talking about is not the packing method." Jonathan immediately put his nose up and corrected him like a trapped hamster.

"I don't have money to buy you paper boxes. Do you know how expensive paper boxes are now? All the money I found from a British guy was used by Ian to take a taxi."

Madison turned a deaf ear and turned to Jordan. When she shook open the second sack, a freight bill with the words "Hell Express, mission must be achieved" fell out.

This is indeed a sack found randomly in the corner of the manor.

Belongs to secondary use.

"Wait, why did he take a taxi? Don't come over - we can talk." Jordan His scalp was numb, but he didn't dare to flash red eyes. He still remembered the other party's Super AIDS Outbreak Technique.

"He said he wanted to solve the problem from the source and find the source of the pollution Angels." Madison opened the second sack and pointed it at Jordan, who was standing not far away.

"Why take a taxi and there are no taxis to go to Heaven - He is practicing his ability to deceive!" Jordan was speechless. He knew a lot about Ian than others.

"Huh?"

Madison tilted his head.

He directly gave Jordan a look that signaled him to get into the sack. Jordan laughed twice, and he looked at Madison with a dangerous look,

He also consciously lowered his head and got into the sack.

Despite having super powers.

But Jordan and Super Brain still made him make the right choice.

"Your Superman eyes have been eaten by you. I can see that besides Ian, there is a car with a very Heaven style in the sky. Can't you see that it is the taxi that Ian took?"

Madison tied Jordan's bag more tightly in disdain,

"Open a hole for me to breathe!"

Jordan shouted inside.

Madison pretended not to hear and tied the two sacks to the street lamp. Then, she hummed a song again, carrying the street lamp, and walked briskly to the place where she placed her parents.

Even the end of the world.

Because she can be a big star, Little Punk Girl still seems to be in a good mood. Her back gradually shrinks under Superman's super vision, and when she finally disappears on the street corner, Superman does not follow her.

"Clark? What are you looking at?"

"Yes, he was in a daze for a long time."

"Isn't this someone's mind control again? Come on, my arm is still broken."

I heard the shouts of my teammates.

Clark slowly withdrew his gaze.

"It's nothing, Jonathan and Jordan are fine now." He answered without changing his face, even though no one asked about the situation of Jonathan and Jordan.

To be honest, I feel a little guilty.

"They are not with Lois?" Cyborg's voice interrupted, and the data stream flashed in his mechanical eyes. It was obvious that Metropolis's surveillance video had been retrieved.

"Anyway, they are safe." Superman spoke calmly and quickly changed the subject, "We have to find a hidden base of Batman.

There must be a plan in case Heaven loses control."

This proposal immediately successfully diverted the attention of Justice League members.

"Bruce really likes to stay behind." Wonder Woman nodded and asked a classic question, "The question is, where is his "hidden base" hidden?"

About the answer to this question.

Come to think of it, there are really not many people in this world who know how to act quickly.

They flew over the ruins of Gotham, shuttled through most of the city that was already full of pits, had no buildings, and had only flat land, searching for places where Batman's secret facilities might be hidden.

Cyborg used the high-tech scanning system on his body to continuously analyze the changes in the ground structure; Wonder Woman used magic to conduct surveys at several suspicious locations.

Aquaman dives into underground water.

Check if there are any hidden channels.

However, they found several so-called "Batcave" one by one, including Superman Clark, but without exception, they were all small bunkers or training facilities.

No really important facilities have been uncovered at all. Among the Batcave that seems to have been in use, there is not even information about the members of Justice League, let alone Angels.

"It looks like that door is about to completely squeeze into our world. Time is running out. We can't continue to waste time here.

Everyone knows how powerful Bruce is at hiding things."

"The reason why the secret base is a secret base is that Bruce can ensure that we can't find it. Yes, if we can find it,

Then Batman will not be used as a hidden base."

Clark is also a little tired.

He looked up to the sky.

The figure of Batman is already standing next to Ian. He is watching Ian, and Ian is trying to smash Gates of Heaven away with the Batmobile that has been scrapped and has a deformed front.

"Then find a way to attract him!"

Aquaman suddenly spoke, with a hint of urgency in his tone.

Everyone looked at him.

"What do you mean?" Flash frowned.

"I mean - use your brain." Aquaman hesitated for a moment, then expressed his thoughts, "We can use Damian to threaten him."

The air suddenly became quiet.

Superman glanced at him several times.

There was a complex emotion in his eyes, "How could you say such a thing?"

"Well, I mean - pretend to threaten? Coax him to come down?" Aquaman was a little embarrassed and began to explain in detail that his actions were not intended to commit a real crime.

"Yes, you can use coaxing to coax him down. Don't look at me. What I'm saying is that we grab Damian and pretend-" He made a motion to twist Damian's neck.

See this situation.

"Hiss~"

Superman pinched his mouth.

He didn't want others to see his expression of approval. Superman was very bitter. On his face, the thought of how could you say such a thing has turned into an expression of how could you say such a thing that should be said by me.

"You can't lure him away."

Flash suddenly spoke, as if he realized something.

"Why?"

Wonder Woman turned to look at Flash.

"Bruce Want to go in early and kill the crisis?"

Superman thought about the accusations Bruce had made against him after the Krypton remnants invaded the earth. Perhaps Bruce really didn't want to see the kind of chaos affecting the people again.

However.

Although this guess is very reasonable.

But Flash just shook his head,

"No, that's not the case."

He looked up at Gates of Heaven in the sky and said in a low voice, "Bruce is not concerned about the crisis happening inside.

But who is inside experiencing the crisis that is happening."

Flash's eyes sparkled with the luster of Speed Force.

He saw clearly what was happening in heaven.

When everyone hears the words, they are all one.

This sentence means a lot.

Just when Wonder Woman frowned and was a little confused and ready to ask questions, suddenly, nothing happened, but she saw Superman beside her disappear.

Superman flies into the sky.

Fly very fast.

Also very urgent.

An unprecedented power burst out of his body.

That was not the power given to him by the sun, but something deeper and more primitive.

No one expected this. Superman Clark·Kent suddenly rushed into the sky without any warning. The speed was so fast that even Wonder Woman could not catch it.

Yes.

Before she had time to react, she saw that Superman had somehow broken through the barrier that she could not get close to before and directly arrived at the mezzanine area in front of Gates of Heaven.

There.

It is exactly where Batman and Ian are located,

"Dong dong dong~"

Muffled sounds kept coming from the sky.

Clark is crazy too?" Wonder Woman looked up at the sky. She looked at Superman in the sky and started to smash the door. After blinking, she also showed a wrong expression.

Perhaps Amazon Warrior, who has both parents, still fails to think accurately.

Even Aquaman Arthur reacted.

He jumped around wildly, trying to jump into the sky, but Bio-construct really had no ability to fly, so he jumped around in vain on the ground like a stranded fish.

Useless.

Like a Mudkip.

"Ahhhhh!"

Eventually.

With no choice.

Aquaman Arthur aimed directly at the sky and threw out the Golden Trident in his hand. Golden Trident flew and flew directly under his explosive seeds. He didn't know where he flew.

It's not a matter of accuracy.

Rather, it penetrates the "illusory" door and the people in front of it.

No obstacles were encountered.

Obviously this is because Aquaman Arthur cannot be idealistic even after it explodes.

"What's going on? Are you already contaminated?"

Wonder Woman was facing a formidable enemy, her fingers were already pressed on Lasso of Truth, ready to deal with possible threats at any time, while Cyborg, suspended in mid-air next to her, was also looking up at the sky.

"Oh-no, this." Although Cyborg felt that he might not need to worry about his father, his scalp was numb after he realized why Superman and Batman were crazy.

If Angelss are defiled.

So.

What about the soul inside?

"Superman can't even be broken open!"

Flash looks obviously anxious.

I saw that at this time, the originally twisted cracks had completely unfolded.

It slowly and irreversibly began to fall.

"Dong dong dong~dong dong dong~"

At this moment, the three people in front of the door were still trying hard to smash the door. Just as everyone was watching Superman trying to push the door open, the stars in the sky suddenly shook violently.

The "stars" that were already twinkling in a sickly manner suddenly came closer, revealing their true appearance - Angels. Countless fragments of silver light poured down like stars.

Thousands of Angels.

Like silver leaves swept down by the storm. Their wings were charred and broken, burning as they fell, and the flames trailed long trails, like meteor showers in reverse direction.

That fire.

It is the self-disintegration of divinity after being polluted.

Some Angels still maintain a sacred posture, with their arms folded on their chests and their faces calm, as if they are still praying.

Others struggled wildly, with distorted faces and empty eyes. They were no longer messengers of light, but became part of the common people in some kind of sorrow that ordinary people could not understand or even listen to.

This is a personal fall.

No matter what.

Sacred to all Angelss.

They all peeled off piece by piece in the process of falling to heaven.

They fell into the world.

on the ground.

The crowd watching fell into an eerie silence.

No one screamed, no one ran away, they just raised their heads, and the sacred Havoc was reflected in their pupils. A child stretched out his hand and caught a piece of falling feather. The moment it touched the skin, it turned into tiny points of light and disappeared without a trace. At this time, the church bell rang without anyone striking it.

Each sound is faster than the other.

It seemed to be a wailing accompaniment for the falling Angels.

on the ground.

Superheroes and countless people have witnessed Angels. However, this is not a miracle, or perhaps it is not a war or disaster - it is a funeral of faith.

Just as Angels collectively fell, Gates of Heaven itself finally could no longer hold up. Gates of Heaven tilted in the tremor, and the entire giant door began to fall crazily from the sky to the ground.

"Dad! Come on! Think about the bond! Think about the Braised Batman we eat tonight!" Ian knew that he couldn't push the door open, so he placed his hope on his real thigh, and Stellar Eyes was already blessing and replenishing the magic.

"????"

Batman glanced at Ian several times.

He didn't speak after all.

"Open the door!"

Superman roared angrily, and the muscles in his arms bulged. He exerted all his strength, and his knuckles even turned white. After all, at this moment, he forcefully opened a hole between Gateway.

"Quick! Get in!"

Superman's eyes were red and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The whole person was almost on the verge of collapse. The next second, Batman decisively grabbed Ian's collar and without hesitation, Ian was stuffed into the newly opened gap!

The moment Ian disappeared behind the door.

Superman was exhausted and let go.

The filthy door was tightly closed again. The door body, which had lost the last trace of its sacred brilliance, suddenly fell, bringing Superman and Batman with it to the ground like meteorites.

"No! Clark! Wake up! Wake up!" Batman can calculate many things, but he still did not escape the crisis caused by this sudden unexpected disaster.

He has all his equipment.

Nor can it stop the falling door.

The wind whistled in my ears.

The air currents tore at his body.

The ground quickly zooms in.

It's as if the whole world is rushing towards you,

"Catch them!"

Flash accelerated instantly and rushed downwards.

"I'm here to help!"

Wonder Woman soared into the sky.

Prepare to use Lasso of Truth to slow down their fall.

The superheroes began to be busy, and the Angelss also fell into the earth one after another. Their sacred bodies were corroded by some black substance, and countless gravel and dust were splashed after they hit the earth.

The indescribable black mist is surging and spreading.

Among those buildings that could not be taken away, the spire of East End Church was smashed through by Angels that fell from the sky. The Cross collapsed in the smoke and dust. The pollution caused by Angels began to spread rapidly.

They were the guardians of Heaven.

The brilliance of the god Holy Light illuminates the world. Now, black matter pours out of their bodies and spreads like living creatures, like a wriggling shadow constantly searching for something on the ground.

"No!"

Amenadiel fell heavily into an East District alley,

Half of his wings were intact and half were contaminated, which allowed him to still have the strength to lie on the ground and raise his hands with great difficulty to control the pollution that diffused from his body.

The pollution on the ground that has invaded the depths of the material plane begins to boil.

Amenadiel was once one of Archangel, but now his body is charred black, his wings are missing, and there is only a faint light left in his eyes. He is trying his best to fight against some indescribable force.

However.

He was panting, his consciousness blurred, and as his eyes wandered, he saw a figure approaching slowly. The man was wearing a well-tailored suit.

His tie was tied meticulously, and there was a disturbing smile hanging on the corner of his mouth. His face was painted with pale paint, and the corners of his eyes were outlined with exaggerated red lips, as if he was a madman who had escaped from the circus.

This city should have been deserted.

Someone actually showed up.

"Good afternoon, Angels."

The man in the suit bowed solemnly, and before Amenadiel could react, he took out a mace from behind and gave Amenadiel a sap.

Maybe two sap.

Or maybe Thirty Sap.

Amenadiel didn't have time to react.

My eyes suddenly went dark.

Passed out.

"Welcome to Gotham." The man in the suit put on gloves on himself, grabbed the non-mutated foot of Amenadiel, and walked slowly towards a certain shadow area.

behind him.

More Angels are still falling.

Angels's last sacred afterglow.

The burning fire of divinity.

intertwined.

Light up the whole crazy city.

The other side.

Justice League Everyone rescued Superman who was unconscious, and Batman who was gasping for breath.

"He's still alive!" Barry knelt in the shallows, pressing his fingers on the side of Superman's neck. Kryptonian's skin was frighteningly hot, and the edges of the "S" logo on his chest were charred and curled.

It was as if it had been burned by some kind of force.

Cyborg landed next to them, and the robotic arm ejected the scanner.

"The vital signs are stable, but there is unknown energy remaining in the body." His electronic eyes flickered, and his tone was a bit uncertain, "It looks like...:..Heaven radiation?"

If it is really Heaven radiation.

He felt that Heaven was probably much scarier than the center of a nuclear explosion.

"That was the light shining from Heaven that burned his chest. It's not a big problem." Batman's figure emerged from the smoke.

Several large holes were burned through his cloak, and the left side of his mask was completely shattered, revealing blue and purple eye sockets. He walked very slowly, leaving bloody footprints on the beach with every step he took.

"Fortunately, the pollution from Gates of Heaven has not spread to you."

Bruce's voice is terribly hoarse.

He pointed to Gates of Heaven, which was half buried in the mud not far away.

The once glorious door is now covered with black veins, and the filthy substances flow on the surface, but strangely do not spread to the surroundings, as if they are restricted by some kind of boundary.

Regarding this.

Batman is thoughtful.

Flash suddenly raised his head. "Wait, where is Ian? Did you really throw him into Heaven?"

"Yes, this is what I think is the most suitable plan." Batman nodded. This simple action made him cough up a mouthful of blood. "Only he can withstand the light in Heaven."

Hear the words.

Wonder Woman was shocked.

"Let me not talk about whether he is a person of pure nature. Let's just say that he still has a Demons head hanging on his butt. Can such a thing be brought into Heaven by him?"

Wonder Woman is incredible.

for this question.

Batman did not answer.

He pulled out the short knife under his arm armor and walked towards the burning city. In the distance, the polluted Angels were squirming in the ruins, their wings sticking together like oiled crow feathers.

"I bet that Heaven doesn't have security checks, so he might be able to sneak across." Aquaman picked up the unconscious Superman and spun the summoned trident in a circle with his other hand.

Cyborg deployed the shoulder cannon, Wonder Woman pulled out God Killer Sword.

The team followed the black silhouette of the mite in silence. Behind them, inside the turbid gate, Ian, who was thrown into Heaven, slowly opened his eyes.

"Zhizhihei~"

This is the sound of birds chirping on the branches.

When Ian opened his eyes, he thought he would see Hell.

But what hit him was the breeze carrying the fragrance of flowers. He was lying on a piece of grass full of white flowers, and the sound of gurgling streams could be heard in the distance. The sun shined through the clouds, reflecting colorful halos on the grass blades. This scene was so beautiful that the Demons head hanging on his butt seemed out of place.

Minotaur's head is playing dead.

Ian is shocked.

"This isn't right...

Ian frowned and sat up. He looked around and found that Holy City in the distance was wrapped in a layer of black mycelium-like material. The sticky darkness kept creeping but could not cross the invisible boundary.

Infect this paradise.

Just then.

Suddenly there was a strange feeling in my trouser pocket.

"No, my Mimicry Pants, under my influence, will automatically look for valuable things?"

Ian took out a pearl necklace.

He was sure that it was not his. The milky-white pearls glowed softly in the sunlight, and one of them was slightly hot, drawing his eyes to the right.

Thirty steps away, an afternoon tea table was placed under a giant tree covered with golden flowers.

A woman in a long skirt is pouring tea.

Her hair was entwined with star-like fragments of light. The man sitting opposite her had his back to Ian, but the familiar brown leather jacket and gray hair looked very familiar to Ian.

"Oh, God, this pimp, you, you, you, it's you - my unmasked grandfather! God, what are you doing in this place!"

He was shocked.

The sound sounded like thunder.

The boy's blush was stronger than all the swear words. Perhaps no one in this world has ever seen such a panicked Ian.

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