Chapter 178: Superman’s Reward, and a New Inventory!

Metropolis.

Diana fell into thought.

Had Superman's roar awakened the Mother Boxes, or had the Mother Boxes only dared to move because Superman had died?

After thinking it over, she still leaned toward the latter.

After all, when Dr. Stone first activated the Mother Box in his experiment, in essence, he had already awakened that thing.

After thinking for a moment, she decided that once the video ended, she would return to Themyscira.

Although fate had already shifted because of the appearance of the video, the crisis had not disappeared. One day, it would reappear!

There were some things she had to know in more detail before she could prepare for danger in advance.

She believed that the little boy who liked making plans would give her some advice.

[With Superman's death, all of America fell into mourning.]

[At this moment, this alien savior who had been put on trial once again became an American.]

[However, during that exaggerated, almost performative state funeral of the highest standard, under the gazes of ten thousand people, the one being sent off was only an empty coffin.]

[In a certain small town in Kansas...]

[An utterly ordinary funeral was being held.]

[The priest who had once bullied Clark when they were young spoke the final eulogy with sorrowful eyes and a face full of sincerity.]

[Only after Martha and Lois looked at him one final time did the soil cover the black wooden coffin.]

[From now on, Clark Kent would sleep here forever, and there would be no more Superman in the world.]

[Inside a dark prison, as red lights flashed, the Dark Knight appeared from the shadows like a ghost!]

[Carrying an intense sense of oppression, he strode toward Lex Luthor, whose hair had been shaved clean, and growled hoarsely:]

["Whatever you do, wherever you go, I'll be watching you!"]

[Luthor glanced at the scarlet branding iron in Batman's hand. Not only was there no fear on his face, he even mocked him:]

["Look, this is how it all falls apart. Civilization weakens, manners are discarded..."]

["Heh, but who would believe me? After all, I'm just a madman."]

[He had long since bought off those parasites of society. As a mentally ill person, he did not need to serve his sentence in prison.]

[Before long, he would regain his freedom.]

[No one could find him. Not even Batman.]

[However, as soon as his voice fell, he saw the other party reveal a mocking gaze.]

[Batman sneered coldly:]

["There are indeed many hospitals that take good care of psychiatric patients, but you won't be going to any of them!"]

["I've already arranged it. They're transferring you to Arkham Asylum in Gotham!"]

["I have a lot of friends there. They're all waiting to welcome you."]

[Luthor's expression changed. He had not expected his escape route to have already been cut off!]

[But less than two seconds later, he suddenly changed into a strange expression, like a lunatic having an episode, and began chanting eerily:]

["The bell has been rung..."]

["They've heard it..."]

["Out in the dark, among the stars..."]

["Ding-dong, the god is dead..."]

["He's coming... he's coming..."]

["Ding, ding, ding..."]

[At this point, amid this absurd and chilling song, the screen completely went dark.]

The Batcave!

Bruce suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

That feeling was something he had not even experienced when he saw that demonic monster before!

The other party must have seen something even more terrifying!

Lex Luthor!

The true darkness!

Apokolips!

Darkseid revealed a hideous smile!

He had already recognized Steppenwolf's figure.

Without a doubt, in the normal timeline, the Mother Boxes would summon him to descend!

Although a new timeline had now been born, and the future had already changed...

It did not matter!

On a higher dimension, Steppenwolf had already established a connection with that planet!

All he needed to do was divine that planet's position in the universe!

The Anti-Life Equation!

He was finally going to reclaim what rightfully belonged to him!

London.

Inside an ancient manor, Kent Nelson pushed the golden helmet in his arms and sighed.

He saw that the future had become even darker.

It seemed it was time to agree to Amanda Waller's suggestion.

The Justice Society... this name from his vision was not bad.

On the farm.

Clark's expression was somewhat grave.

One Doomsday had already forced him to die together with it. Then what would the darkness even more terrifying than that be?

Did he truly have the ability to stop it?

At this moment, for the first time, he felt a lack of confidence.

And right then, that grand voice from the unseen heavens rang out once again.

[Timeline detected.]

[Detected as a future event!]

[Calculating reward...]

[Calculation complete!]

[Kal-El, choose one of two rewards!]

[Reward One: Ignore the kryptonite weakness!]

[Reward Two: Double current strength!]

[Countdown... 10, 9, 8, 7...]

[Current character selection complete. Reward One.]

In an instant, golden light crossed countless dimensions and descended, falling onto Clark.

From this moment onward, kryptonite would no longer be his weakness.

And with the reward's descent, some in the DC World rejoiced while others worried.

The expressions of America's higher-ups, who had already planned to reestablish Superman's image as a savior, changed abruptly.

Previously, they had still thought they could use kryptonite to restrain Clark, or even force him to do certain "patriotic" things!

Now, everything had completely become a fantasy!

Perhaps only a dead Superman was a good Superman!

As for the darkness, that was far too distant. And it might not necessarily come.

At the top of a building.

Ozymandias, Adrian Veidt, held a glass of red wine, a mocking expression appearing on his face.

In his view, Clark should not have chosen Reward One, but Reward Two!

Because he understood human nature far too well!

A Superman without weakness would make the world fear him.

Moreover, the only lesson humanity had learned from history was that it had learned nothing from history.

A trial might not necessarily happen only once!

Time passed second by second, and countless viewers began looking forward to whether the protagonist of the next video would be themselves.

At this moment, the darkened screen lit up once again.

On it was an image of several strange people wearing tight suits standing together.

[DC World!]

[There are always some people who refuse to submit—the Watchmen.]

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