American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!.

Chapter 1118 The Call of the Doomsday Bell? No, it's the call of Peter's Legion!

The arrival of Barry, Lyra, and Machima on the battlefield instantly drew everyone's attention.

Barry raced around Challenger Mountain, and wherever he went, Shadow Bats fell to the ground.

But even more striking than the Speed ​​Force was the sudden appearance of the abrupt little girl.

Machima strode with elegant steps, her golden, ring-shaped eyes calmly surveying the entire battlefield.

"Bang!"

She then raised her right hand, her index finger casually pointing at a shadowy monster swooping down from the sky.

The next second, the shadow monster was struck head-on by an invisible meteorite. Its entire upper body instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist. The remaining remains continued to fly for a distance due to inertia before falling helplessly.

This unbelievable scene stunned Mordred, who was fighting a fierce battle nearby.

She had just been fighting this troublesome monster.

"Hey, that's my prey!"

Mordred yelled at her in dissatisfaction, while simultaneously cleaving a shadow bat monster in two with his longsword.

Machima ignored her and looked away.

There wasn't much on the scene that could pique her interest, but the more unusual entities—such as the Dark Isotopes battling Diana and Raven—drew her attention.

the other side.

Barry transformed into a golden lightning bolt, moving at high speed around the perimeter of the battlefield, creating a whirlwind barrier that blocked the endless stream of shadow monsters.

Lyra hovered in mid-air, her eyes shooting out heat rays to stop any enemy attempting to break through the defenses.

Machima continued walking towards the center of the most intense battle.

A heavily armored Dark Wonder Woman spotted her, let out a battle cry, and slashed at her with her Vulcan sword.

Just before the other person touched her, Machima tilted her head slightly.

The Vulcan sword grazed her body, and blood flowed from her scraped shoulder.

Having already signed a contract with Peter, Machima naturally wouldn't be affected by this minor injury. After all, even if it were a fatal injury, she could transfer it to "Peter," her father.

After dodging Dark Wonder Woman, Machima opened her five fingers towards Dark Wonder Woman.

"Ugh!"

Dark Wonder Woman suddenly let out a shrill scream as the black energy around her went out of control and began to entangle herself.

With a "thud," she fell to her knees, letting out a painful howl, instantly losing her fighting ability.

Machima is a dominating demon from hell, whose power stems from humanity's fear of "domination".

As long as the relationship between "dominance" and "being dominated" exists in the universe, her power will have a foundation for existence.

Makima's abilities can take effect if dark creatures, even powerful ones like Dark Diana, exist within a dominance dynamic in their power system or social structure, or if they harbor a fear of being dominated.

After defeating Dark Wonder Woman, Machima turned her attention to Raven and Diana.

Hello, sisters.

Diana and Raven were momentarily stunned when they saw Machima suddenly appear on the scene and easily defeat the evil dark creature.

"who are you?"

Diana couldn't help but ask.

A smile appeared on Machima's face.

“I am Peter Patrick’s daughter, and I’m here to help you.”

As she spoke, her gaze passed over Diana and fell upon the enormous shadow atop the Tower of the Multiverse in the distance—Barbatos.

"daughter?"

Raven, standing next to him, felt her mind go completely blank.

What is this ghost?

When did Dad have another daughter?
While I was unaware, in another universe, or in some forgotten corner of my life?

Shocked, Raven couldn't help but look Machima up and down.

The little girl looked to be seven or eight years old, with a refined air about her, but her composure was unlike that of an ordinary young girl.

What alarmed her even more was the power Machima had just displayed; with just a few simple gestures, she was able to easily tear the Dark Isotope apart like a paper toy.

Could this be the secret weapon Dad left us?

Raven couldn't help but let her mind wander.

This thought brought her a sense of relief, but then it also made her feel somewhat wronged.

No wonder the father never showed up; was it because she had prepared such a powerful "daughter" as a backup plan?

Raven felt a little jealous.

As Peter's nominal eldest daughter, Raven is no longer a little girl who needs to rely on her father all the time; she even possesses great strength and an independent will.

But deep down, her longing for and possessiveness of her father's love never truly disappeared.

Raven had grown accustomed to Peter's more or less favoritism towards her (at least that's what she thought), and to her special and close position among her many siblings.

But now, suddenly a Machima appears.

Not only does she claim to be a "daughter," but she is also exceptionally powerful and mysterious, and she resolved a formidable enemy as soon as she appeared.

Most importantly, she could sense the hidden malice in the girl in front of her.

This made her quite wary.

Thinking of this, Raven cast a suspicious glance at the other person.

She didn't look human at all; her eyes were terrifyingly empty.

Just as Raven was staring at her, Machima seemed to sense Raven's gaze.

She slowly turned her head, her golden-rimmed eyes calmly meeting Raven's gaze.

Machima's eyes showed no joy at seeing her family for the first time, nor any of the emotional fluctuations that a human being should have.

Raven felt a chill run down her spine. She took a deep breath and forced down her doubts.

She stepped forward and asked in a clearly suspicious tone:
"You said you are your father's daughter?"

Raven slightly raised her chin, trying to appear more assertive. "How come I've never heard Father mention you before? And appearing in this way at this time makes me even suspect that you are one of these dark creatures."

Her gaze was fixed on Machima, trying to detect a hint of panic on the other's face.

However, Machima's smile remained unchanged. "Father always has his reasons. Perhaps he felt it wasn't the right time yet, which is why he didn't let me see you before."

She tilted her head slightly, looking at Raven, her tone seemingly carrying a hint of "concern".

"You seem quite bothered by my presence, Sister Raven?"

Raven: "."

Looking at Machima's seemingly innocent face, Raven really wanted to yell at her, "You little green tea b*tch!"

Although there are still many questions to ask this strange little girl, the most important thing now is to resist the dark creatures that Barbatos keeps summoning.

Raven turned around to face the battlefield.

Barbatos's howl was like a never-ending death knell, and more shadow bats, decaying parademons, and twisted dark knights poured out from the torn spatial rifts, endlessly.

Diana wielded the Vulcan sword with increasing heaviness, while Artoria's holy sword began to dim.

Something must be done.

Raven took a deep breath and thought to herself.

Just as Raven was lost in thought, a faint but exceptionally clear fluctuation connected directly to the depths of her consciousness.

"Raven, can you hear me?" Horus's voice rang directly in her mind.

"Horus!"

Raven asked in surprise, "How did it go? Did you find N metal?"

She held a sliver of hope that Horus might have made a breakthrough.

However, Horus's response quickly shattered her illusions.

“We have failed. The Senagan Empire… an emperor named Thane, who has already integrated N-metal into his body, he colluded with Starro, we have been betrayed, Hal has been controlled, and the others… including me, have been imprisoned.”

Raven's heart sank.

Horus and his group were imprisoned, and Mark and Tom, who went to the bottom of the sea, also disappeared. It seemed that all three fronts had collapsed.

Where are the plastic man's eggs?

Raven seemed to remember something and asked the other person urgently.

She remembered that it was a key item her father had mentioned.

“That’s what Saine is after. He says it’s the core of the ‘Anchor of Destiny’ gravity cannon. We’re trying our best to stop it, but things are not going well.”

Horus's voice was grave. "Raven, listen, things are bad here, but I know the Batman Who Laughs and Barbatos's plan very well. Once they confirm that we have suffered a setback, they will assume that Earth has lost its last reinforcements and launch a general offensive to drag Earth into the furnace."

"We are now facing a general offensive."

Raven replied to her, "The dark army summoned by Barbatos is about to overwhelm us!"

"I know."

Horus's thoughts reached out to her, "I had already anticipated the possibility of failure. Before leaving, I had Cyborg hide the Mother Box and not enter Cenagan with us. The power of the Mother Box can open the Boom Channel, but it's not enough to directly confront the Dark Multiverse. We need a stronger 'beacon,' a 'call' that can penetrate the barriers of the multiverse."

“Calling?” Raven seemed to have grasped something.

"Remember the Marvel multiverse we visited before? America and Wanda."

Horus quickly explained, "I collected the energy data she generated as she traversed the multiverse. Batman also collected a lot of it and gave it to Mr. Excellence. Now I've collected this information and given it all to Cyborg."

“Cyborg has been using the Mother Box to simulate and try to stabilize that frequency, attempting to construct a temporary channel through which ‘reinforcements’ can pass, but we need a powerful, father-marked energy source to locate and amplify this signal.”

"The energy source of the Father's Mark?" Raven seemed to understand something.

"My father once gifted those 'grains of sand' containing the power of dreams to trustworthy allies in different universes."

Horus continued, “Raven, you should have the grain of sand your father gave you. Hold it, then find Diana. Her protective silver bracelet is forged from the eighth metal and contains the ancient power of the Olympians. Then, use Kendra’s warhammer, which is made from the ninth metal, to strike the bracelet.”

"Eighth metal... Ninth metal... Striking?"

Raven asked incredulously.

“That’s right. The resonance of the eighth and ninth metals, combined with the dream origin power contained in the Father’s sand, creates a unique frequency. This sound cannot be detected by the physical ear, but it will spread throughout all dimensions where the Father’s sand is located. Cyborg can use the Mother Box to lock onto this frequency and forcibly open a stable passage to us.”

Horus's mind was filled with a powerful determination: "If Barbatos can summon his dark army, so can we... summon our father's legion!"

Father's Legion!
The word sent a jolt through Raven, and she took a deep breath.

"I understand! Leave it to me!"

The connection to consciousness was severed, and Raven abruptly opened her eyes.

After obtaining the protective silver bracelet from Diana, Raven, under Diana's cover, rushed to the side of Kendra, who was still unconscious.

She then carefully took the warhammer that Kendra was holding tightly in his hand.

Machima stood not far away, her golden eyes silently watching Raven's actions, a puzzled expression on her face.

She wanted to see what this hostile "older sister" was capable of.

Raven took a deep breath and held the warm grain of sand, which contained the power of endless dreams, that her father had given her, tightly in her left palm.

She could feel her father's familiar and reassuring scent emanating from the sand.

After that, she wore Diana's silver bracelet on her wrist.

She exhaled and raised Kendra's heavy warhammer, her gaze resolute.

"For my father!"

She muttered to herself, then with all her might, she slammed the warhammer, which gleamed with the eerie light of the ninth metal, against the bracelet of the eighth metal on her wrist.

"clang--!!!!!"

A clear and resounding bell chime suddenly rang out.

The sound seemed not to travel through the air, but rather resonated directly in the depths of the soul of every living being.

The crisp sound drowned out all the noise on the battlefield—Barbatos's howl, the monster's roar, the clash of weapons, the explosion of energy...

Everything else pales in comparison to the clear, resonant chime of the bell, like rocks exposed after the tide recedes.

The sound of the bells spread rapidly from Raven, sweeping across the entire battlefield.

Those superheroes who were corrupted by dark energy, their eyes bloodshot, driven to madness or despair, saw their turbidity and madness vanish the moment the bells rang in their ears, replaced by clarity and a renewed fighting spirit.

Even the suffocating despair and fear that filled the air were somewhat dispelled by the sound of the bell.

Kendra, who had been unconscious, trembled slightly and let out a soft groan as the bell, which contained the power of her weapon's origin, rang out. Then she slowly opened her eyes.

Although she was somewhat weak, the darkness in her eyes had dissipated.

"This is this?!"

Diana felt the resonance emanating from the silver bracelet and the exhilaration of the divine power within her, and looked at Raven in disbelief.

Raven didn't stop, tapping the silver bracelet again and again.

"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

The tolling of the bells, like horns of hope, not only resounded across the battlefields of Gotham, but also traversed the barriers of the multiverse, reaching countless worlds that possessed "Father Sand."

Meanwhile, in the Marvel Universe, deep in space, a massive Skrull interstellar mothership hovers silently.

Nick Fury, the former director of S.H.I.E.L.D., is leisurely reclining in a chair, enjoying a simulated sunbath.

His one eye was slightly squinted; he was dozing off.

Although it's a simulation, it features a replica of a tropical beach scene from Earth, complete with palm trees and sunshine. Fury, dressed in casual vacation clothes and wearing sunglasses, felt that there was no better way to enjoy life.

Just as he was sleeping soundly.

Suddenly, something he kept close to his body in an hourglass—a grain of sand that Peter Patrick had given him years ago, saying it "might be useful when you encounter a real problem that you can't solve"—suddenly became scalding hot and floated up on its own, emitting a soft and continuous glow.

Fury sat up abruptly, instantly wide awake.

He grabbed a floating grain of sand, and a familiar energy fluctuation came through it.

At the same time, a clear, crisp bell rang out in his mind, as if from a distant shore.

"clang--!!!"

Fury muttered a curse under his breath, "Damn it!"

Clearly, the grains of sand Peter gave himself didn't float up for no reason.

And the clear chime in his mind seemed to be calling him.

Suspecting that Peter might be in some serious trouble, he immediately took action.

Without the slightest hesitation, Nick pressed the emergency communication button on his hand, connecting to several specific frequencies on his secret line.

“This is Nick Fury. Connect me to Tony Stark.”

(End of this chapter)