I become light in American comics

"I've waited too long for this moment."

The silver enchantress carefully examined the delicate brooch in her hand under the light.

"Finally. The curse I bear, endless wandering. For centuries, the cursed me has been wandering in the world, from one host to another, suffering endless torture.

But now it's all finally coming to an end.

This brooch, this power will change everything. No more curses, no more torture.”

At this point, she paused, frowned slightly, and took two steps aside in displeasure. She saw Black Hand's "family member" David standing blankly behind, his protruding eyeballs seeming to stare at her.

"Can you tell your pets to stay away from me?" Silver Enchantress looked at Black Hand displeased, "Yes, I don't mind some weird little habits of my allies, but to be honest, these things of yours make me feel uncomfortable. ”

"They're not pets. They're family," Blackhand said.

"Okay, okay, whatever you say."

The Silver Enchantress hummed and muttered.

"This place is bad enough. If it weren't for your master, I would never"

She shut up and stopped talking.

There were so many forces involved in getting this brooch that even the Silver Enchantress began to feel uneasy. She stole the brooch from the museum when the Justice League arrived. Although the League didn't notice her in her magically invisible state, the magic of the brooch still affected them somehow - not because of her instructions.

This is not what the Silver Enchantress wants to see. The anomalies that appear on several members of the Justice League will definitely lead them to investigate, as well as their powerful allies, which even include some big figures on the magic side.

Even with the power of the brooch, Silver Enchantress knew that she was no match for those forces. To a certain extent, this is also the power of connections, and it is also the reason why many villains do not dare to provoke the Justice League even if they have outstanding personal abilities.

That's when Black Hand appeared in front of her.

To be honest, she didn't like Blackhand. He was a gloomy psychopath with an inexplicable fetish for dead bodies, and his brain circuits were confusing to people. But there's no doubting the strength he's shown, which is why she agreed to a brief alliance.

At this moment, Black Hand huddled in the dirty corner of the room and muttered something to himself.

"What are you mumbling about again?" Silver Enchantress asked.

Black Hand ignored him and was still talking to himself.

Because he heard it again, the voice.

It came from beyond the void, from some chaos beyond human comprehension, whispering in his ears in a voice that only he could hear.

"Take it away."

"Broches, power, we only need so much."

A cold light flashed in Black Hand's eyes.

"I understand. Yes, I understand."

He turned his head and turned his cold gaze to the Enchantress. The latter immediately realized something was wrong and opened his mouth immediately. There was a scream, and transparent sound waves suddenly erupted.

The terrifying impact and domineering air waves erupted like the roar of nature. At first it seemed like an invisible gust of wind, and the air was compressed sharply, forming invisible shock waves that cut through the air like sharp blades. The entire old house was shattered by the violent impact. The roof was overturned, the walls collapsed, the glass windows were crushed to pieces under the huge pressure, and old furniture and object fragments were flying everywhere.

But the storm cleared, and Blackhand and his zombie family remained standing amid the shattered houses. He stepped forward despite the sound waves and air waves, quickly reached out with his right hand, and grabbed the enchantress by the neck.

The screaming stopped abruptly. The enchantress was held in his hand with one hand, struggling desperately, and said with difficulty with her breath almost cut off: "Why?"

"Because this is a gift, a gift of death." Black Hand said softly, "You have been away from it for too long, because of your curse and your torture. The eternal wandering prevents you from getting the only gift in this dirty world. The gift is eternal, indiscriminate death.

But don't worry. "

He got a little closer, and Enchantress could almost smell the scent coming from that twisted face. The smell of decay, horror, and death.

"Embrace death and become a believer in death with me. In this way, we will all be one family."

His mummified father suddenly approached from behind, stretched out a dry finger, and uttered a series of vague "babbling" sounds with no meaning.

"What? Oh no"

Black Hand frowned, temporarily letting go and throwing the Silver Enchantress aside. A dark, thick mist surged out, binding her hands and feet, temporarily hanging her aside.

"What? What kind of trick is this?"

"It's nothing, but it looks like you will have to join us later." Black Hand muttered, "There is a new guest at home."

The night was penetrated, as if from among the stars. The light ball fell from the sky, carrying a burst of energy and whirlwind and landed in front of the house that had been turned into ruins.

Two figures were transformed.

"Is there something like this rich, disgusting darkness that exists in this world?" Said Luo.

"So you underestimate this world too much, senior."

Shen You took a step forward and said.

"If I must say it, the darkness in this world is no worse than the local characteristics over there. This is just part of the incarnation of death, and there are far worse things than this."

"Is it such a dangerous world?"

Zero said nothing more.

But Shen You knew what he was thinking.

Because that may be the thought that many people in the Kingdom of Light will naturally have when they come here——

——We are especially needed here.

It is precisely because of darkness that light is needed.

"But if I have learned anything in these years here, it must be a very important one." Shen You said lightly, "That is, no matter what kind of darkness we are in, there will always be people who pursue the light. .

There is no darkness that light cannot touch, just like there is no long night that never ends. "

"Hey, it looks like you've really improved a lot these days."

Sero wiped his nose and smiled like a relieved senior.

"Shikali will be happy to know."

Seeing that these two people were singing along and didn't take him seriously at all, Black Hand immediately became displeased.

"No, it's not that at all, self-righteous things. You are just like them, just like all of them, there is no needed light at all.

Only death, that dark, abyss-like death, is the only eternity and the only thing this world needs."

Bang.

The movement, which he couldn't see clearly at all, seemed like a golden light flashing in front of him in an instant. Before Black Hand had time to recover, he was knocked upside down, crashing through countless obstacles and flying to the other side of the dense forest.

Shen You shook his fist lightly.

"Hasn't anyone taught you that children shouldn't interrupt when adults are talking?"