I become light in American comics

"You can't you can't do this."

Black Hand lay limply on the ground, moaning vaguely.

"I'm almost successful, I'm almost successful"

He could already feel his destiny, as if he had been living for this moment his entire life. Death is within reach, and the power of the black light that is constantly filling the body is just a little short of reaching its peak.

He was just a little short of calling for the arrival of Death itself.

The Black Death Emperor, one of the gods of death who represents the concept of death, is a lamp beast with black lanterns. At that time, the Blackest Night will truly come, and this place will become the universe of the dead.

But none of that exists anymore.

It's all because of this existence in front of him, this thing called "Ultraman", the light that took away his peace.

And now, as if all that wasn't enough. That Ultraman still didn't stop moving.

Shen You walked to the place where Black Hand's original black light power exploded. Although Black Hand and Black Lantern were disconnected, a huge crater was left in the land. Like a huge pit leading straight to hell, endless darkness surged out, surrounding a huge blurry outline.

Shen You saw it.

That's a battery.

Just like the green guy standing in the center of Oa Fortress, except this one is black. Obviously this is a battery built for the Black Lanterns by Scarface, the guardian of the Black Death Emperor. It is the core of the Black Lantern Corps. It provides endless power of death and is also a passage to the underworld.

The Black Death Emperor is on the other side.

Shen You ignored the strong death aura, stretched out his hand, and lightly touched the shell of the huge dark lantern.

It felt like touching death.

Blackhand sat down on the ground and couldn't help but feel confused watching his actions.

What is he going to do?

"Light"

A piece of chaos, a world shrouded in darkness, a world of the dead.

The giant stood under the dark sky and earth, his face like a mummy was cold and twisted, and there was a trace of anger in his empty eyes.

He is the Black Death, the personification of death.

He had been preparing for this moment for a long time.

This was supposed to be his night, the darkest night that was destined to come. He should have arrived by now. The entire universe and the trillions of living beings should have been lost to death.

Everything was gone, just because of that glowing guy that suddenly appeared.

And he still exudes the aura of rawness that he hates most.

This guy even took away his most critical messenger in that dimension. This meant that not only had he prevented the Black Death Emperor from coming this time, but it had also destroyed all of his plans so far. He must start from scratch, find a messenger who has the same talent as Black Hand and is equally suitable for this job, and accumulate the power of death from scratch

It's all because of this guy.

However, there is a thick dimensional barrier between the living and the dead. Even as powerful as the Black Death Emperor, he does not have the ability to break through this barrier independently. At most, he can only blow the wind in the ears of one or two people.

So he could only look at the arrogant guy, getting more and more angry but unable to do anything.

If he, the Black Death Emperor, could come in person, how would there be any room for such a guy to be arrogant?

Yes, these two things called Ultraman were very strong. For a moment, he was surprised that such a powerful existence existed in the world of the living opposite him. He could also feel the breath of the white light, the light of life that was mutually reinforcing with him.

But so what?

Who is this Black Death Emperor? The incarnation of death, the Black Lantern Beast. He's just a white light wielder, what's there to be afraid of?

Not to mention just a white lantern user, the spirit of existence in the Blackest Comics is actually summoned by the Black Death Emperor. At that time, he summoned the spirit of existence and went up with a sickle to fight with all his strength. He tried to wipe out the spirit of existence and wipe out all life connected to it in one go, and to seize all life in the universe under the command of death.

Well, it's just that the existing spirit had been sleeping soundly after being summoned and ignored him at all. However, he rushed up and slashed the person twice and it seemed that nothing happened. And in the end, after the spirit of existence was awakened by the heroes and lanterns, he killed the Black Death Emperor instantly.

But in short, he is still very brave.

"Be proud of yourself while you still have this opportunity, creature of light."

The Black Death Emperor murmured gloomily.

Once he finds a way to get over, he will be the first to settle the score with this creature of light. He wants to extinguish the light, take away his life, and turn him into the number one black lantern corpse of his legion, riding on the head of the spirit of existence to dunk.

Um?

The Black Death Emperor continued to pay attention to the outside world, and suddenly found that the light creature was actually approaching his black light battery, and extended his hand thoughtfully.

Black Death Emperor: "?"

What does this guy want to do?

Soon he discovered something strange.

Because not far from him, in this dark space dominated by death, there was suddenly light.

The space that should never have had a trace of light was suddenly penetrated by light. Like a sharp cone piercing the darkness, tearing apart the void bit by bit, shining through from the other side of the crack like starlight, all the souls in the space seemed to be screaming, desperately trying to stay away from the scorching light.

The Black Death Emperor slowly opened his mouth.

This unfolding was completely beyond his expectation.

All his preparations, all his hard work, so many preparations and layouts, what was he planning for? Isn't it just to open the door to the world of the living?

But now, so suddenly, without giving him any time to mentally prepare, the door suddenly opened.

Obviously, the other side of this glorious crack is the world of the living that he dreams about.

But now that the door is open, he hesitates.

He couldn't help but start to seriously reflect on whether the world opposite was really as beautiful as he imagined.

When he went there, was he going to bring the ultimate darkness, or was he going to deliver food?

He, the Black Death Emperor, had spent so much time and effort to get through the passage that he couldn't get through. In front of the thing called Ultraman on the opposite side, he just casually pulled it, as if he pressed the door handle.

With a sweep of the floor, the door opened.

There are no messengers, no rituals and no media. It is just a simple and crude method, which is simply called a miracle with great force.

Such a rough way of entering actually made the Black Death Emperor a little scared.

He began to realize that Ultraman might not be as simple as he thought. This cliff is not as simple as "just a white light envoy".

So he stared at the light coming from the human world for a moment, and then looked at the dark environment around him. For the first time in thousands of years, the Black Death Emperor had such a thought in his mind -

——Maybe the underworld is just fine.

I won’t go to that restless world anymore.

Unfortunately, God did not give him a chance to choose. As he pondered, the crack grew larger. A majestic gravitational force came out of it inexplicably, grabbing him like a pair of invisible hands and pulling him toward the other side of the crack.

As if to say——

——Come here, you!