"Shaz- Shazam!"
Under the divine power of the Lasso of Truth, Black Adam was unable to resist and involuntarily shouted the word.
Crack!
A bolt of lightning struck from the sky, and the man in the tall, gaunt, Egyptian-style slave rags was replaced, weakness washing over him like a tide as he fell to the ground, powerless.
The Lasso of Truth had always been the bane of Shazam and Black Adam. By forcing them to say their transformation word, it could revert them to their original forms.
"What's going on?"
Diana blinked in surprise.
"He was just a Kandakian slave from a thousand years ago. His power comes from a magical contract with a god, and he needs a special word to transform..."
David briefly explained the situation.
Diana was unaware that the Lasso of Truth was Black Adam's weakness. She had been using the Sword of Vulcan, believing that a sword capable of cutting through Black Adam's body was their only hope of defeating him.
However, the courage of Mahkan prevented Black Adam from being subjected to telepathic intrusion or mind control. He possessed considerable resistance to the Lasso of Truth; it wasn't something that could defeat him simply by trapping him and getting him to say a word. If he couldn't be subdued, it would be useless.
"Shaz..."
Black Adam, lying on the ground, unwillingly tried to shout "Shazam" again to transform.
Bang!
David raised his hand and unleashed a controlled energy blast.
Black Adam clutched his throat and spat out a large mouthful of blood in pain. He tried to speak again, but only a hoarse hiss came out. He immediately realized what had happened, a surge of panic and anger washing over him as he understood he had been rendered mute.
"Regardless, you didn't intend to kill Clark and the others.
Since that's the case, I won't kill you today, nor will I turn you into a vegetable."
David spoke slowly.
Seeing Black Adam bleeding from his mouth, Clark opened his mouth. This time, there was no need to discuss how to deal with this international war criminal who had ignited a war.
Perhaps this was the best solution. Imprisoning Black Adam would be extremely difficult. Ordinary prisons wouldn't work for him, even with a muzzle. A moment's carelessness and he could regain his divine power. Now, he didn't have to worry about that problem.
Clark mused for a moment.
"It's finally over."
Hal Jordan used his Green Lantern energy to create a splint for his severed arm and, limping, helped the Flash, whose ribs were likely broken, over.
Black Adam had put immense pressure on them, like a terrifying monster. Until they saw him fall, no one dared to relax for a second.
Cyborg also helped Arthur over. Arthur's physique was already powerful, but against Black Adam, it wasn't enough. With Black Adam's brutal strength and speed, he could take their lives in an instant, perhaps before they could even react.
Click, click.
The system detected armor damage. Batman, after some repairs, finally managed to get the Fenrir Armor to move again. He frowned and exhaled a breath of stale air.
"Thanks to you this time.
If it weren't for you, the Justice League's first mission might have ended in a humiliating defeat, severely damaging public confidence in us."
Speaking of this, the others also looked at David with gratitude. David had saved them from becoming the laughingstock of the world.
Suddenly, Clark turned his head to look at the sky.
"What's wrong, Superman?"
Green Lantern asked.
"Someone..."
Clark didn't finish his sentence.
A fierce wind descended, and a blue, extremely fast figure tore through the atmosphere, descending from the sky. His cape billowed in the strong wind, and his tall, muscular body seemed to possess the strength to lift mountains. His eyes were determined, filled with an unshakeable faith.
"Where is Black Adam? Did I come too late?"
He looked around, frowning.
Finally, he saw a shadow of the cold, imposing figure from the news in the disheveled man in rags on the ground.
"You defeated Black Adam?" he asked, raising an eyebrow in surprise.
"Who are you?"
Hal Jordan asked, sounding annoyed.
What did he mean? Were they supposed to have been defeated by Black Adam?
Although, if it hadn't been for David, things might have actually played out that way, the feeling of being looked down upon was truly unpleasant.
"Don't misunderstand, I didn't mean anything by it."
Jarrod quickly waved his hands.
He glanced at Black Adam, his eyes falling into a momentary haze, like a warrior who had lost his target and didn't know what to do next. This was completely different from the determined look he had when he first appeared, as if he would level any mountain that stood in his way.
"Now that Black Adam has been dealt with, the wars between the various countries should also cease."
"Thank you all for bringing peace back to the world created by the Creator."
Whoosh!
With that, Jarrod raised his fist and flew away. Things hadn't gone exactly as the priest had instructed, so he needed to go back and ask the priest what to do next.
The priest was, after all, sent by the Creator to guide lost sheep on Earth, and he didn't feel there was anything inappropriate about this action.
"This guy..."
Arthur and Cyborg exchanged a look, seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.
Diana raised an eyebrow; she hadn't been able to clearly see Jarrod's speed as he left.
Didn't her mother say humans were weak? Why was she seeing people among humans who could rival gods, one after another?
"Could it be that this person also made a pact with a god?"
David narrowed his eyes. His speed was even faster than Clark's currently.
He no longer needed to rely on gravity fields to sense things. With the power of Shazam, his god-like physique allowed him to simply use his eyes to track the speed of Clark and the Flash.
To think there were such powerful metahumans on Earth!
This surprised him a little.
Not all superpowered individuals on Earth were created by the meteorites that Clark brought.
In the Marvel Universe, there was a group called mutants who were born with various superpowers. Although the DC world didn't have such a group, there were indeed superpowered individuals born different among humans, but they were relatively rare compared to ordinary people.
"Someone with such immense superpowers is even rarer.
Even if he's useless in all other aspects besides speed, this alone is astonishing."
However, as long as he didn't provoke him, this wouldn't have much bearing on him.
"You guys handle the aftermath; I'm heading back."
David retracted his gaze and waved his hand.
"Something up? Need any help?"
Seeing David looking like he had somewhere to be, Barry Allen, who had just had his life saved, asked enthusiastically.
"No need. Before I heard about you guys, I was on my way to the supermarket to do some shopping.
My car is still parked by the roadside."
It wasn't a big deal, David replied casually before soaring into the sky and leaving.
The few of them were stunned and looked at each other.
After the battle with Black Adam, everyone felt a sense of having survived a disaster. Yet David had done it with such ease, as if Black Adam hadn't caused him any injuries or difficulties, like a police officer getting out of his car to catch a petty thief on the way to buy groceries.
David's power truly shook them.
Clark also paused, lost in thought.
As his older brother, he remembered that in the beginning, he and his brother had different strengths. His brother had greater strength but was far slower than him. At first, he was confident he could at least match his brother.
Now, his brother's strength had far surpassed his, and even in terms of speed, he couldn't keep up with David.
...
After first killing Sivana, who had stolen the Seven Deadly Sins' power, and then defeating the previous Guardian who possessed the power of six gods, David handed the now-mute Black Adam over to the others to handle. He returned to the small town and completed his supermarket shopping.
The wizard probably never expected that the task he gave David, which he considered a potential danger to the world, would be largely completed by David in just one day.
After returning home, thinking about the battle with Black Adam, David decided he should familiarize himself with the six-god power he had just acquired.
Although he had no problem with aspects like god-power manipulation and could precisely control the energy to release lightning, there was one technique he couldn't replicate: Black Adam's move of bathing in lightning to heal his injuries.
"They both possess the power of six gods. I remember that whatever Black Adam can do, Shazam can also do."
Undoubtedly, Shazam was likely still a child of a few years old. Since he had replaced Shazam, he should also possess this ability.
"It's probably there, waiting to be unlocked."
...
On a private island in the sea, near Gotham and Metropolis.
This was originally one of the vast assets of the Wayne family. After he had the idea to establish the Justice League, Batman contributed it to serve as the Justice League's base.
In a hall with a sacred and noble style.
A massive white stone round table, signifying no hierarchy.
Batman took his seat in one of the spots. The chair was carved with a bat emblem; this was his designated seat.
Among the eight chairs present, one had a purple, mysterious figure depicted on its backrest. David sat in his assigned seat and felt it.
"I don't feel very comfortable."
As a member of the Justice League, whether permanent or not, he had to visit the newly established Hall of Justice.
"It's just an ordinary oak chair, quite stiff."
Flash shrugged.
With his ordinary human physique, he often had to rush around to different places. Sitting down to rest was what he enjoyed most, but unfortunately, he couldn't enjoy rare moments of relaxation while attending meetings.
"There are rooms prepared for you at the base, complete with relaxation and entertainment facilities.
I believe that when we are in these positions, our focus should be on concentration, not relaxation."
Batman's voice was low.
"Is that why you chose this kind of chair when you have so much money?"
Barry Allen looked helpless.
"Where are Clark and the others?" David looked around; there were only four people present.
"Superman is in Metropolis stopping an eviction targeting the slum. A natural history museum in Detroit was robbed, so Wonder Woman rushed to apprehend the robbers, and Green Lantern is assisting Aquaman in tracking a maritime human trafficking ring."
Cyborg introduced them to him in detail.
Flash had only just returned after saving over seventy lives from a gas pipeline explosion.
Actually, the base had been open in the morning, and Clark and the others had already come to visit, while David only arrived at noon.
"On Sundays, I usually like to sleep until the sun shines on my bed before getting up,"
David said with a smile.
It was a habit he had developed while in school.
"Me too," Barry Allen raised his hand and chuckled. He had also graduated not too long ago.
"How's the information we've gathered on him?"
Batman turned to Cyborg with a serious expression.
"It's almost done. I've infiltrated some top-secret military databases and managed to find all his information online."
Cyborg was practically a god on the internet, so finding someone's information was a simple matter. However, some information was blocked and not easily accessible, even requiring him to put in some effort.
He waved his hand, projecting an image.
A suit with blue as the primary color, mixed with white, brown hair, a young, resolute face, a flowing cape, and a 'Z' symbol on the chest.
David immediately recognized him as the man from Khandaq.
"Your expression is very solemn.
Does he make you uneasy and worried? This seems to have started from the day you saw him in Khandaq."
He looked at Batman.
"Is it because of his powerful abilities?"
Batman had the same expression then as he did now, with his lips pressed tightly and a slight frown. David wasn't surprised by Batman's reaction. This was a man who even prepared contingency plans for himself and his allies in case of loss of control. Facing a stranger who wielded immense power, his reaction was normal.
"That's not the main reason."
"He spoke with a very strong religious tone that day; he must be a believer."
Batman slowly revealed the potential danger he had discovered upon meeting Jarrod in Khandaq.
"He's very young, like you and Superman.
But the difference is, you can see from his eyes that he is firm in executing what he does, yet indecisive. He seems accustomed to taking advice from others, but when it comes to making his own decisions, he becomes lost and doesn't know what to do."
"A young person without conviction isn't scary. What's terrifying is someone who possesses great power and is also connected to religion."
Religious faith is a double-edged sword; it can give people firm beliefs, making them unafraid of fire and blades, but it can also drive people to madness and extremism, bringing fear and disaster to others.
"Jarrod Joseph was born into a devout religious family on the Isle of Colorado, England. Before the age of twenty-four, he was no different from ordinary people, except for a somewhat rigid and old-fashioned personality. He always wore a cross bracelet and carried a Bible, and was unpopular on campus."
Cyborg brought up Jarrod's information.
"Until after the age of twenty-four, he displayed unimaginable superpowers. His known abilities include super strength, super speed, energy beams, super durability, gravity manipulation..."
Upon mentioning gravity manipulation, the few people present glanced at David.
They remembered that one of David's abilities was gravity manipulation.
"His church, the First Redemption Church, promotes him as a beloved of God, proof of God's existence. He will bring salvation to the world; he is an angel sent by God."
"An angel of God?"
Hearing this, David, who had been expressionless, raised an eyebrow.
"Does God truly exist?
Diana said the Greek gods really exist, so maybe God does too."
As the topic came up, Barry Allen stroked his chin, his face filled with excitement and curiosity, and looked at David.
Diana had mentioned that the man before him had not only witnessed deities firsthand but had also killed the son of Highfather. He should know more about this than an ordinary person.
"An omniscient and omnipotent God."
Batman's expression was not good, as if he was recalling something unpleasant.
Cyborg's expression also darkened.
Seeing the three people present turn their gazes to him in unison, hoping he would answer the question, David paused, then smiled and revealed a secret that was enough to shock billions and drive over a billion people to madness.
"God does indeed exist."
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