I become light in American comics

Gotham Harbor.

The water rippled, and a figure slowly emerged from it. An arm full of muscles stretched out from the water, and pressed its palm on the ground along the shore. The water splashed from the burly body to the ground.

It was a creature that seemed to be somewhere between a human and a beast, like a lion that had just escaped from the water. He slowly climbed ashore on the rugged rocks by the lake. His skin was like ancient mountain rocks, carved into a barren brown by the years. The moisture brought by the water was like moss on the stone wall, making the chiseled face look cold and hard.

He was naked, and his hill-like muscles undulated under the moonlight, glowing with a metallic luster like a bronze sculpture. But the body seemed to be recovering from numerous wounds, with shocking scars all over the body. Every muscle and every line seems to have been crafted with a heavy hammer.

Seven thousand years. Even in purgatory, his memory was never blurred for a moment.

He has no name because he was abandoned from birth.

But he called himself the "Firstborn" to remind himself and everyone he was about to avenge that he was the firstborn, the first son of Zeus, and the last son who would bring the end of everything.

He was once sealed by his biological father, but now that Zeus died, the seal was lifted. He was able to crawl back to the surface from the deepest core of the earth. The divine power of Zeus could not kill him, and the high temperature of the earth's core could not harm his body. And everything that doesn't kill him only makes him stronger.

"Huh? Do you think there's someone over there?"

Someone's voice came.

Followed by rustling footsteps. Several figures were reflected in the dim green light. Several people appeared from around the corner, with unconventional looks, colorful hair that resembled Super Sentai colors, and heavy black boots. They made a clanging sound as they walked, sounding like a string of metal collisions.

Several Shamat youths came closer and couldn't help laughing when they saw the figure in the water clearly.

"Brother, your pants fell on my mistress's bed?"

"Let me guess, did my husband come back suddenly?"

"You can't swim and run away, can you? You have the guts!"

"Don't tell me, you are really talented. Darling, this is the first time I have seen such a powerful person."

The newborn had no expression on his face as he looked at the Gotham gangsters who gathered around and pointed at him, frantically testing on the verge of committing suicide.

Then he was caught off guard and suddenly opened his mouth.

Like a lion hunting, it takes one bite. The Shamate in front of him was completely defenseless, and he still had that cynical smile on his face when he died. But from the bridge of his nose upward, half of his head was instantly cut off and became empty.

He chewed the man's brains out.

The smiles of the remaining people froze instantly, their expressions froze, and they remained sluggish for several seconds.

Then came the shrill screams.

When Chusheng left, there were only stumps and blood everywhere left behind.

He is a son of God who grew up in a natural environment, and he only believes in the law of the jungle. Either eat or be eaten. If not, he wouldn't be alive today.

Now, he is more powerful than ever and angrier than ever. He was going to take back what was his.

"I belong to the position of God King. I can feel that connection. The person who took my position is here."

The newborn murmured softly as he walked.

"The Amazonian demigod Wonder Woman."

"Sister Diana is so amazing!"

Arriving at Heroine's studio, Kara looked around and couldn't help but admire it.

Sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the corner of the studio, where an ancient Greek goddess statue stands quietly. Damaged and obscured details are brought to life again through Diana's work, exuding a quiet and mysterious beauty. Broken murals hang on the walls. Although they have faded, they cannot conceal their unique charm.

"Is this your job?" She looked at Diana.

Diana smiled: "It's more about interest. Work is just incidental. You know, people like us always need to find our own position in the human world."

The young reporter Clark nodded with deep understanding: "Yes, yes, I think so too."

Otherwise, he would not have given up so many high-paying jobs and insisted on becoming a reporter who broke his legs.

Clark said as he looked at his new friend Ron and patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, you will slowly fall in love with this place. We all have our own ways of integrating here, and you will always find something you like to do."

Ron tilted his head and thought carefully, then asked everyone seriously: "Is there a job where you can eat Oreos all the time?"

Everyone: "?"

Two Kryptonians and a demigod were instantly confused.

Martians who can fly, escape and read minds, transform and walk through walls, their biggest pursuit is to have endless Oreos and even complain about them without knowing where to start.

As they were leading the way, the heroine's cell phone rang. Diana took out her mobile phone from the back pocket of her jeans and slid open the screen to answer: "It's me. Oh, hello Mr. Sanderken, I'm also happy to fix the interview for you? Yes, but can it be a little later? I I’m spending time with my friends now. Oh, okay, okay.”

She hung up the phone and said apologetically: "Sorry, it's about work. There is a client I have to meet."

"it's okay no problem."

Clark, the only serious social creature present, waved his hands in understanding.

"We can just wander around by ourselves, it'll be fine."

"Sorry, I'll be back as soon as possible."

Diana put away her phone and turned around.

And this scene was all seen by a strange shadow lurking among the crowd.

New gods, deceivers of fools.

Sent by Steppenwolf, targeting Kryptonians and Martians.

Many new gods have their own unique abilities, and there are great differences between individuals even if they are fellow members of Apocalypse. The talent of the deceiver is to control the spirit with the power of chaos. In short, it is a spiritual specialty.

Her mental power allows her to quickly and easily scan the crowd to find hidden heretics.

For example, Kryptonians and Martians.

The Fool was pleasantly surprised when she found two Kryptonians and a Martian gathered together.

Just in time, it saved her the trouble and caught them all in one go.

Although Kryptonians and Martians are both very strong, their common characteristics and weaknesses are very obvious.

And speaking of it, this setting is somewhat ironic. Kryptonians are afraid of krypton, Martians are afraid of fire. As long as they master their weaknesses, they are easy to deal with for a new god.

Not to mention the Fool - as the name suggests, he is a new god who is good at deception and trickery.

When she saw Diana separated from a few people, she twitched the corner of her mouth and immediately thought of the opportunity.

With a thought, her body shape had quietly changed, and under the cover of chaos, she transformed into the same appearance and dress as the Diana who had just left.

Transform into a companion to gain trust, then stab them in the back while they are not paying attention, targeting their respective weaknesses in one fell swoop!

By capturing these three high-end combat forces in one go, she will undoubtedly be the primary contributor to Apokolips' invasion. Even the great Darkseid honored her.

Jie Jie Jie

He thought happily while approaching the three people step by step.

Before he could reach it, he suddenly heard a clang behind him. Turning around, he saw that one of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the stadium was violently smashed from the outside. A burly figure flashed out and punched the bridge of his nose at an astonishing speed, sending the fool flying away.

The burly figure like a beast landed on the ground, raised his arms and shouted angrily: "You took away what belongs to me, and you will pay the price for it!"

The fool was sent flying far away by a punch:? ? ?

Who the hell are you?

do we know each other?