American Comics: I've turned Superman into a dark superhero and created a dark universe.

Lin Fan swung the Dark Night Blade in his hand.

Doctor Strange's left arm was severed by a long sword.

Blood sprayed.

The severed arm was completely melted by the black divine fire.

It made a sizzling, burning sound.

Then it turned to ashes.

Doctor Strange was drenched in cold sweat.

He roared loudly:

"Lin Fan, you're going to make trouble for me now."

"Wouldn't that mean we've completely missed the chance to reclaim the Dark Crown?"

"As long as the Ancient One brings the Dark Crown into the Mirror Dimension."

"So, within that space..."

"The Ancient One is an invincible being."

"If you still want to get the Dark Crown then, you're just daydreaming."

"So in the end, I won."

"Hahahaha, ahahahaha."

"You have gone through many hardships and devoted countless efforts."

"I want to obtain the Dark Crown and become the master of the universe."

"It's nothing more than doing the work for someone else."

"Before I die, I can see you fail at the last moment."

"That's enough to make me happy."

To everyone's surprise, Lin Fan wore a mocking smile.

"No one can be there before the Dark Crown is formed."

"To gain cosmic authority."

"Because no one can withstand the divine fire that can refine the Dark Laws."

"In that case."

"It is impossible for anyone to imprint their soul into the divine fire."

"And it is bound to the Dark Crown."

"Even the body of a Titan cannot withstand the burning of divine fire."

"but."

But I did it!

"And even if I can't do it."

"I still have a backup plan."

"How could we not protect the Dark Crown!"

Lin Fan had barely finished speaking.

The mirror space created by the Ancient One was suddenly struck by the rules.

This kind of rule-based crackdown doesn't work from the outside in.

Instead, it peels off layer by layer from the inside out.

Ultimately, the mirror space created by the Ancient One was broken open from within.

Ancient One's expression was cold and fierce.

He looked at the void with a wary expression.

The supreme magic in the hands of the Ancient One took shape.

A hand chop, slashing towards the void.

Its power was terrifying.

Even space itself was completely shattered by the Ancient One's hand strike.

The portal to the space opened to the left and right.

A blue-clad man emerged from the void.

She is perfect from head to toe.

It is composed of pure blue energy.

A small circle is drawn between the eyebrows.

Everything in the universe is made up of the smallest ions.

Ions are the foundation of all species.

Ions are also the origin of some species.

Ions are the end of all species.

Ions are this person's ultimate belief.

He is Dr. Manhattan, known as the "Ion God".

Dr. Manhattan is standing on thin air.

The energy sphere from the Ancient One's hand chop was trapped within his palms.

As Dr. Manhattan decomposed the ions, the energy cluster from the hand-knife disintegrated and completely dissipated into the air.

Dr. Manhattan and the Ancient One confront each other.

Expressionless, devoid of any emotion.

Dr. Manhattan looked at the Ancient One as if he were looking at a polymer of ions.

"You are the Supreme Master..."

"But they have always remained hidden behind the scenes."

"It's all for the purpose of stealing someone else's cosmic crown at a crucial moment."

"A hypocrite like you should not exist in the river of time."

The Ancient One, upon hearing Dr. Manhattan's words, showed no anger whatsoever; instead, she smiled and said:

What is right and what is wrong?

"Is everything that exists rational?"

"Am I not following the laws of the universe by going to fight for the cosmic crown?"

"I am evil to an individual."

"But for the multiverse, I am not necessarily doing a good deed."

"My choice is absolutely in the interest of the multiverse."

As the Ancient One spoke, the Supreme Magic coalesced into a Dharma Wheel.

It went directly to Dr. Manhattan.

Dr. Manhattan's eyes were cold and fierce.

The blazing Falun flew to within three feet of him.

It was suspended in mid-air, motionless.

It was as if the area within three feet was Dr. Manhattan's absolute defensive range.

No matter how the fiery Dharma wheel spins, it cannot make an inch of progress.

Dr. Manhattan spread his fingers.

The entire Falun system disintegrated.

It collapsed from within again.

Dr. Manhattan walked slowly forward.

Wherever it passed, all the stones on the ground floated into the air.

At that moment, it was as if all the objects around Dr. Manhattan had lost Earth's gravity.

Dr. Manhattan takes one step forward.

His body grew to be ten feet larger.

Take another step forward.

His body grew another ten feet larger.