I become light in American comics

The Black Hand is getting stronger.

Shen You could tell. Even without Ultra's vision or his research on black lights, the black air surrounding Black Hand is increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, constantly evaporating, making the object wrapped around his body grow larger and larger.

Shen You speculated that it was because he showed his life form.

The increase in white light concentration caused a violent reaction from the black light. Maybe he is afraid, or maybe he is angry, constantly drawing stronger power from the dimension of death, trying to fight against life.

Life and death are natural enemies like light and darkness.

And that white light is soft, pure, and full of hope, giving people hope for tomorrow and making life seem so precious.

Blackhand hates this.

"All my life I have been looking at those who are more beautiful and happier."

He shouted in the chaos.

“Life favors some people and ignores most people!

But death? Only in the face of death are we all equal. In death we are all the same. We are all decayed, we are all quiet, we are all equally cold. "

Blackhand said and rushed forward. Or to be more precise, it wasn't him, but the thing attached to him. The darkness, exuding the aura of death, was like a collection of thousands of dead souls, shaped like claws, clawing towards him.

Shen You turned sideways to avoid it, and activated his divine speed force, triggering a series of lightning behind him. But like a living thing, the black object turned around and continued to lock, splitting apart at the same time, transforming into tentacles all over the sky, piercing him like countless javelins.

He sped up and moved around, his position changing continuously, and at the same time he moved several times instantaneously. The dark form followed him like a shadow, seemingly chasing him wherever he went. Even if he teleported, he would immediately appear at his feet, like countless hands from hell trying to drag him into the abyss.

It was as if what locked him was not a black hand or an idea, but the concept of death itself.

Of course, even death is still a bit slower.

White lightning broke through the darkness, and death was chopped open. Black Hand shouted at the blur of light and shadow, raising his arms high, and the churning death energy was like endless bones combined into a long death sickle.

"Even the light of the sun will be extinguished, and you will all return to dust." Black Hand shouted, "Every life cannot avoid death. Many people die in extremely terrible ways after experiencing an extremely terrible life. Die.

It was I who saved them from more suffering and sorrow! "

His scythe was intercepted. Shen You counterattacked his hands and struck with the knife in his backhand. With a crisp sound, the death sickle broke into two pieces.

“Life is not all suffering, unless you are blind to life itself.”

Shen You broke the death sickle, stood up and added a knee strike, hitting the huge body. A dark vortex was knocked out of the black hand's body, like countless threads peeling off the body.

"You cannot speak for all life. Not everyone aspires to be like you. Cold death, deprived of its mind and autonomy, is manipulated like a puppet by the Black Death Emperor."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but at this moment, Shen You felt that the energy in his body seemed to be a little fuller. The breath of death washed over his body, and the power of the black lamp continued to consume the light of life he radiated, but the more it consumed, it only made him feel stronger.

"Not puppets, but a truly equal family!" Black Hand shouted, "We will be a family!"

Black energy continued to surge around him, and he was still trying to mobilize more energy. Now Black Hand's body has been completely engulfed in the black light energy. He is like a bottomless abyss, leading straight to the door to hell.

But the new embodiment was shattered before it could be created. The embodiment of light, the power of life.

Shen You extended his palm, and the white light split into multiple parts. At the same time, he transformed into light wheels, javelins, flying blades, and chains. Black lamps seemed to explode in all directions. Each explosion was a burst of life. In an instant, the abyss was filled with light. Shining like daylight.

He is unstoppable.

"No you should stop."

The huge black giant tried to punch, but Shen You cut off its arm with a wave of his hand. He drove straight in, the darkness was melting, death was fading away, and the black hand at the heart was gradually revealed, almost integrated with the dark mud.

"No, we don't welcome you anymore. You hate the light, the new world doesn't need you!"

Blackhand's tone gradually became alarmed, and he began to back away.

"leave me alone!"

Shen You ignored it. The dark giant was finally penetrated, and the white light enveloped the black hand. He let out a shrill scream and felt warmth filling his cold heart.

It was his worst nightmare come true.

Death left him.

He could feel his heart beating in his chest and blood rushing through his veins again. The dark lines on his ferocious face also began to fade, and the pale face began to regain its color.

"No, no no that's not true, tell me you didn't do that"

A dark vortex rose into the sky, like a hurricane of death, blowing away all his divine power. Only William Hand's thin body was left, kneeling on the ground, holding his head and shouting in pain.

"I can't hear it! I can't hear it!"

He dug at the ground like crazy until his fingers were cracked, his nails were broken, and blood dripped from his fingers.

Yes, blood, and severe pain. Living pain, living proof.

A distant, disembodied voice sounded in his ears.

"William Hand from Earth, Resurrected."

He was alive again.

But at the same time, he also found that he could no longer hear the sound of death.

The voice he had heard since he was little, the voice that made him feel at peace in the dazzling light of Green Lantern, the voice that always guided him and calmed him.

there is none left.

"Ah you can't do this, why do you take it away!? You took it from me! You took away the death that belongs to me!"

"You no longer belong to death, William Hand." Shen You said, "Life gives everyone the will to live, not the walking dead in the new world you say.

No one will be the puppet of death, not even you, Blackhand. "

To be more specific, in this battle of life and death, as the representative of the life side of the spirit of existence, he snatched a key person from the hands of death.

He resurrected Blackhand and brought him from death to life. He is no longer a black lantern corpse, no longer belongs to death, but has re-entered the ranks of the living. So he was trapped in the life camp.

The Black Death Emperor lost his number one messenger and the door through which he entered the world.

The Blackest Night is over.