The Golden Light gradually dimmed, but because it had blown away every cloud in the sky, the faint morning light finally appeared over Gotham's distant horizon.
Watching the tiny crimson fireball float above the sea, Su Ming felt the value of the Power Ring's power for the first time, though this was far from his first time using it.
In the past, he had always treated these powers as weapons, as leverage to defeat his enemies. But now, looking at Gotham bathed in sunlight, he sensed the added value of combat strength.
Sometimes, changing the world was this casual and this natural. Perhaps someone truly could benefit from his actions, even if that warmth might be fleeting.
He wanted to fly into the sky and look at this city, this city that rarely saw sunlight, but reason overcame the impulse.
The Batman Who Laughs was hiding somewhere in this city. Forget the huge commotion just now—simply ruining the other side's plans was enough to make them wary of an enemy lashing out in desperation.
He turned to look at Diana and Arthur. Faint smiles had appeared on both their faces. If they had the chance to bask in the sunlight, who would be willing to remain buried in darkness?
"We're leaving. I already know how to drag The Batman Who Laughs out." Su Ming walked toward the other end of the alley.
"How?"
Diana followed at his side, while Arthur carried his trident over his shoulder like Friar Sand carrying luggage, listening to their conversation without much concern.
Why should he care? As long as he knew where the enemy was and when to charge, that was enough. Why think so much?
"Since we've considered how they entered the Main World—whether they punched a hole through my defensive Magic Circle