As for Harley Quinn, the person involved.
She was completely petrified, standing still.
"Wed...wedding?" she stammered, as if she didn't recognize the words.
Wedding?
Our wedding?
She, Harley Quinn, the bane of Gotham.
Now, this hero who just saved the World, in front of the entire World, asked her to prepare their wedding?
"Yes, wedding."
Homelander took a half-step back, then knelt on one knee in front of everyone.
He flipped his palm, and a black velvet jewelry box appeared in his hand.
"Click."
The box opened.
An astonishingly large, top-grade diamond refracted dazzling light under the sun.
Homelander looked up, gazing at the completely stunned Harley, his tone solemn and affectionate.
"Harley Quinn, this World may be riddled with scars, but you are the most beautiful color I've found here."
"Will you...marry me?"
"You...are you joking?"
Harley's voice trembled violently, and her eyes instantly reddened.
"I never joke about this, Harley."
"I'll prepare the most beautiful wedding dress and the biggest diamond ring for you. And you just need to decorate the church however you like."
"Then wear the wedding dress and wait for me to return."
"So, do you accept?" Homelander asked again.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ——————!!!!"
A piercing scream erupted from Harley's throat.
She covered her mouth, and happy tears poured out like a broken dam.
"I do! I do! A million times, I do!!"
She eagerly extended her left hand.
Homelander smiled and slid the huge diamond ring onto her ring finger; the size was miraculously perfect.
Harley looked at the sparkling diamond on her hand, feeling as if she were walking on clouds, excitedly spinning in circles.
When she looked at the World again, the dilapidated Metropolis ruins around her had vanished.
The gray brick walls turned into pink cotton candy, and the sky rained colorful candies.
Winged unicorns played wedding marches in the air, and Batman and Cyborg became adorable little bunnies in tuxedos.
Her World had transformed into a colorful fairy tale.
"I'm going to be a bride! I'm going to be the First Lady of the Federation! Hahahaha!"
She suddenly rushed to Mera, smugly raised her chin, and poked Mera's shoulder.
"Did you hear that, Fish Sister! He's marrying me! You don't have a chance! You don't even qualify to be a bridesmaid, because you tried to steal a kiss from him just now! Nya nya nya!"
Mera took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to stab three holes into the crazy woman with her trident, and turned her head away.
Notification! Gained special popularity value +100000! (From Harley Quinn)
WDF! One hundred thousand points!
A full one hundred thousand! The special popularity value provided by a single person in a single instance directly broke the system's historical record!
Homelander looked at the dazzling string of zeros, his eyes wide.
At this moment, he too couldn't suppress the ecstasy in his heart, clenching his fists and excitedly waving them vigorously in mid-air.
"Yes!! That's it!!!"
Harley saw Homelander's "excited" moment.
He was so happy... so happy that he clenched his fists and cheered like a child!
He really loves me so much!!
This is love! This is mutual love!!
Harley threw herself onto Homelander without hesitation, cupping his face with both hands, pouring all her love and madness into the kiss.
The superheroes standing nearby exchanged glances.
Barry scratched his head awkwardly, looking up at the sky and whistling.
Mera sighed softly, a flicker of envy and relief in her eyes.
Bruce Wayne was expressionless, but his eye twitched uncontrollably a few times, having been force-fed a mouthful of PDA at this critical moment deciding the fate of humanity.
After a full minute of kissing, the two finally separated.
Homelander released Harley, extended his right hand, and a meticulously folded pure white haute couture wedding dress appeared out of thin air.
Under the sunlight, the thousands of tiny diamonds embedded in it emitted a dazzling halo.
"Prepare everything, and wait for me to return." He tucked the snow-white wedding dress into Harley's arms.
"I'll wait for you, you must come back alive! If you dare to die on that wretched Planet, I'll dig up your grave and turn your bones into wind chimes!!"
Harley hugged the wedding dress tightly, threatening fiercely, but her eyes were full of love.
"Don't worry, my bride."
After speaking, he returned Ego to the master ball and picked up the mother box, which had completed its trinity, from the ground.
He took one last look at Batman: "Take care of her, Bruce."
Batman nodded heavily: "Good luck, Homelander. Earth awaits your triumphant return."
Homelander nodded, saying nothing more.
His body slowly ascended, sunlight shining from behind him.
The star-spangled cape fluttered behind his broad back.
That tall figure, that epic silhouette. Under the passive effect of a 50% charm bonus, he exuded fatal attraction and unparalleled heroism.
He was a peerless hero, rushing alone into hell for love and for humanity.
The scene was both tragic and beautiful.
Everyone spontaneously stood upright, saluting that back with their gaze.
"He's so handsome..." Barry Allen murmured subconsciously.
Homelander flew to the edge of the channel.
No turning back, no hesitation.
"Boom—!"
He suddenly accelerated, transforming into a red and blue streak of light, and plunged into the Boom Tube.
...
On the other side of the Universe, Apokolips.
This was the most despair-inducing place in the entire Universe.
Crimson toxic clouds perpetually rolled in the sky, and giant fire pits ceaselessly spewed flames and black smoke day and night.
At this moment, alarms inside the Dark Fortress were screaming frantically.
"What's going on?!" Kalibak summoned a subordinate officer and asked.
"Father is opening a hyperspace channel on Apokolips; who dares to sound the fortress alarm at a time like this?!"
Kalibak, Darkseid's eldest son, the second tyrant of Apokolips.
He possessed a massive, rugged, Beast-like physique, with a face full of jowls and wild hair.
"It's not us... it's the mother box! The mother box's signal has been activated!"
At this, a short man wearing a monocle walked in and replied.
Verman Vundabar, a senior tactical officer of Apokolips.
"mother box?!"
"The mother box placed on Earth?" Kalibak let out a wild laugh, "Has that Kryptonian finally taken care of everything and is ready to present the spoils to Father?"
"No... My Lord. The energy readings are incorrect..."
Verman rapidly tapped on the control panel in his hand, his voice betraying a hint of disbelief.
"...A high-energy biological signature is rapidly approaching the Apokolips coordinates! Someone is invading us through the Boom Tube!"