Am I a Descendant of the Gods?

The wizard had lived for thousands of years, his decaying body no longer able to contain the power of Shazam. He needed to find a successor before his lifespan ended, someone to inherit his Shazam power and continue protecting humanity.

"At first, I wanted to find someone with a pure heart."

He used his staff to prop himself up, standing with difficulty.

"But I never found anyone.

I still had some time until someone broke into the Rock of Eternity just now."

"Perhaps a person with a completely pure heart is an unrealistic fantasy.

Even children have moments where jealousy and rage completely consume their minds."

The wizard's expression was dejected and somewhat lost.

"A completely pure heart?

Saints like that are rarer than three-winged birds in this era."

David felt the wizard had developed a psychological scar and fallen into extreme pickiness after his experience with Black Adam.

He was so afraid of giving the power to another Black Adam that he insisted on choosing a saint, and after thousands of years, he still hadn't found one.

Once, the wizard's Eternal Council had chosen someone to inherit the Shazam power, Black Adam. He was granted the abilities of the Six Egyptian Gods, but he didn't use that power for the good of humanity. Instead, he first used it to avenge his wife and children, who had died at the hands of a Kandakian dictator.

Fueled by intense emotion, he lost control of his power, leveling the capital of Khandaq and killing millions. The Eternal Council regretted giving the power to the wrong person and sealed him away.

"I saw in the news a while ago that Black Adam had broken free and was ruling Khandaq."

"Perhaps."

Walking up to David, the wizard shook his head and gave a wry smile.

Actually, thinking about it, was he, who had protected humanity for thousands of years, a person with a pure heart?

He didn't dare to call himself one.

"I had considered having you inherit my power, Transcendent."

His aged face showed seriousness.

"I was looking for someone with a pure heart because I wanted someone who could shoulder the responsibility of protecting humanity, someone who wouldn't be lost by the sudden, god-like power.

And the person who protects humanity already exists, possesses immense power, and has proven it by facing multiple world-ending crises."

So it seemed there was no need to dwell on the prerequisite.

"From your tone, it seems you've given up on the idea of giving me the power."

David keenly caught the implication in his words.

"But why have you changed your mind now?"

The wizard fell silent, looking at his aged, heavily injured body. The answer was self-evident.

He didn't have time to choose anyone else.

"I wasn't the only one who saved the world."

David added.

The wizard looked somewhat surprised that David didn't seem to place much importance on his own power. He struck the ground heavily with his staff, sending sparks of lightning flying, his expression serious, his ancient, sacred voice echoing through the hall.

"You might not know how powerful the Shazam power I'm about to pass on to you is. With this power, you will possess the might of the Six Gods, the wisdom of Solomon, the strength of Hercules..."

David waved his hand, interrupting his chant.

"You still haven't answered my question."

Even for him now, the power of the Six Gods would be a significant boost if he could obtain it, but he wasn't desperate for it.

With the template system, as long as he continued, he could easily obtain templates more powerful than Shazam in the near future.

He wanted to understand the whole story, not power without a clear purpose.

"If we're talking about a pure heart and protecting humanity, there's someone more fitting than me. He flies around the city all day, acting as a firefighter everywhere."

David was referring to Clark.

"In terms of purity of heart, Clark might not be a selfless saint, but there are few on Earth with purer hearts, willing to rush into danger or even sacrifice their lives to protect humanity and strangers."

"He is not human."

The wizard shook his head, stating a simple yet unavoidable reason.

The so-called protection of humanity actually meant the protection of Earthlings. Aliens were not included. He wouldn't give the Shazam power to an alien to protect humans, no matter how righteous and kind that alien appeared. He couldn't take that risk again.

As for Clark, while he was indeed more proactive than David in fighting crime and saving others, the wizard didn't value that. The Eternal Council had always only cared about crises that truly threatened humanity's fate, only appearing in moments of absolute peril.

This was also consistent with David's style of operation.

David raised an eyebrow, unable to tell that this old wizard was also a racist.

"My body has no more time, Transcendent."

He raised his hand, signaling David to stop talking, and took the staff from his hand.

David's series of actions only strengthened the Wizard's resolve to pass on his power to him. Faced with immense power, David remained unmoved and even recommended others. For various reasons, the Wizard also wasn't worried that David might one day reveal his ambition and use the power of the Six Gods to harm the world forever.

"The world is in grave danger. If you doubt this power, you can find someone with an upright heart to pass it down to later!"

Seeing the Wizard's urgent urging, almost bordering on a plea, David slowly placed his hand on the staff.

The others, seeing the Wizard's eagerness and the lack of clear explanations for many things, felt suspicious, except for those whose minds were clouded by greed for power. They wondered if something was amiss.

However, David knew that Shazam's power had no hidden backdoors.

One only needed to look at Black Adam, who transformed from a slave into the most powerful mortal in the world. He betrayed the Eternal Council, and even the Wizard who personally bestowed the power couldn't strip it from him. They could only join forces with others to seal him away. It was the same when Shazam's power was later given to Billy Batson.

Facing Billy Batson's apathy and rude behavior, there was nothing to be done but urge him to resolve the human threat.

"Shazam!"

As he uttered the word under the Wizard's anxious gaze, a dazzling bolt of lightning struck down.

David was covered in a red battle suit, his chest adorned with a golden, thick lightning-like symbol that faintly glowed. A white cape billowed behind him. His face matured by several years, resembling how he might look in his late twenties or early thirties, exuding a powerful and majestic aura like a god.

A surge of immense power filled him from head to toe. He raised his palm, and the divine power lightning, capable of piercing anything, crackled at his fingertips.

His physical strength more than doubled. Looking around, time in the hall, along with the dancing dust motes, seemed to slow down a million times. He possessed lightning-fast speed.

"Alright, you now possess the power of Shazam."

The Wizard stumbled back weakly, collapsing onto the stone throne.

"Compared to the last person I chose, you are quite special in many ways.

While there's still time, I... I need to finish explaining the last matters to you."

...

"After all, we share the same blood."

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Icy wind rushed in through the shattered windows of the upper floors of the skyscraper.

In the luxurious, soundproofed conference room, the bodies on the floor had turned to ash.

Sivana floated by the window, looking down at a bloody, mangled corpse below.

It was his own elder brother, who had inherited the family business. He had just done what he had always wanted to do – prove he wasn't crazy – by throwing his brother from the forty-sixth floor of the building.

However, compared to the others he had incinerated into ash with his lightning, he had shown a sliver of mercy out of consideration for their blood ties.

"At least there's still a body, right?"

Sivana murmured with a cold sneer flashing in his eyes.

Beep, beep, beep!

Piercing police sirens wailed from distant blocks, and patrol cars sped through the streets towards the scene of the fatal attack.

Any other perpetrator, upon hearing the sirens, would have turned and fled in unease. But Sivana remained suspended in place, his eyes flashing with a hint of long-suppressed resentment and madness.

What could possibly stop him now?

He wanted to prove to those who had mocked him over the years that he had no mental issues, that he wasn't crazy.

Let them witness the immense power he had pursued for so many years!

"The Transcendent? Superman?..."

In this world, Sivana estimated that only two people could pose a threat to him.

But these two superheroes, one generally only appeared in Metropolis, and this was Fawcett City, while the other rarely showed up unless there was a major world crisis.

Moreover, Superman was only a possibility. Sivana sensed the boundless, surging power within him. He unleashed a bolt of lightning that traveled hundreds of meters, instantly exploding the approaching police cars at the distant intersection, sending them flying into the sky amidst a shower of shrapnel. The surrounding glass shattered from the impact.

Like a bomb attack, many people were injured and screamed on the ground.

"Oh my god, help!"

"What was that?!

An attack, a terrorist attack!"

"Something shot into my stomach, help, I'm bleeding!"

"I think I saw a bolt of lightning?"

"Even if a fight broke out, Superman might not be my match."

Ignoring the terrified screams of the crowd on the street, he gazed ardently at the fingers that had just unleashed such a terrifying attack.

He was now as powerful as a god.

"It's just that I heard Superman and the Transcendent have a close relationship. Of the Transcendent's few interventions besides saving the world, besides the time he possibly killed Lex Luthor, the rest were when Superman was in danger!"

A flicker of ecstatic joy crossed Sivana's eyes.

This meant that as long as he didn't encounter the Transcendent, no one else in this world could stop him.

Suddenly, a wisp of smoke emerged from his shoulder, and several grotesque demon heads floated out, their eyes glowing with dangerous, crimson light.

"Just now, we sensed that the Wizard has found his successor."

"You must deal with him before he gets used to the power he just obtained!" Jealousy, one of the Seven Deadly Sins, with pointed ears, horns, and a sharp, hoarse voice.

"He might not have left the Rock of Eternity yet. If we rush back now, you can kill him easily, and even have the Wizard witness it himself.

But hurry!" Greed had a gaping maw, and its long, thick tongue licked its lips.

The other demons couldn't suppress their killing intent and joy.

Facing the Wizard who had imprisoned them for thousands of years, killing his successor, in whom he had placed all his hopes, even Sloth, one of the Seven Deadly Sins, was stirred.

"This is interesting.

How long has he been looking? More than ten years, or decades?"

Just as he was feeling pleased, bad news arrived. Sivana put on his sunglasses, his tone as chilling as the cold wind blowing from the abyss.

"There's been no result. Just before he died, he found someone with a pure heart?

Let me go and see what kind of person this last chosen candidate is!"

Will it be someone truly purer than he was as a child, or an addict he forcibly pulled with magic on the subway before dying?

...

"First, the Seven Deadly Sins demons and other powerful demons will escape one after another. To prevent them from harming humanity, you must either destroy them or capture them and bring them back to the Rock of Eternity."

The Wizard's voice was extremely weak, his life like a candle in the wind.

After the Seven Deadly Sins demons were sent away by him, the other demons he had sealed, seeing his extreme weakness, also rioted and fled.

"I met a guy in Khandaq.

He can transform into a demonic form, and rumor has it he also comes from the Six Hells Demons."

David looked at him with some curiosity.

"Are they related? Which is stronger, the combined power of the Seven Deadly Sins demons or that person?"

The Seven Deadly Sins and the Six Hells Demons, both containing demons of Wrath, Pride... there were many overlaps. Were they related?

Could one demon lend out two sets of power?

"Could it be that Acton's descendants have found that magic crown."

The Wizard Shazam's face was grim. Why were all these things happening at once? He answered David's questions.

"There has been more than one Demon King. Just as Satan was once held by more than one demon, the Seven Deadly Sins were seven Demon Kings who came to the human world to cause trouble and were defeated by us. Acton's descendants, through the magic crown, have contracted with other Demon Kings of later generations."

"So, Sivana, who is possessed by the Seven Deadly Sins demons, should be a bit stronger than Sabbac."

David deduced based on common sense.

"And Black Adam. He was the previous Guardian chosen by us when the Eternal Council was still in existence, but he used the power he obtained for selfish reasons and caused great disaster. He has broken free from our seal and also needs you to deal with him."

The dying Wizard added.

David, who had just received a powerful force, nodded to show he had noted it down.

"In short... you have obtained the power of the Six Gods. The responsibility of protecting humanity is now passed to you. I hope you will not fail this power."

"Finally... regarding this power, your body may not be able to coexist harmoniously with it forever. When your body rejects it, perhaps in ten years, perhaps in a little over ten years, pass it on to someone else."

After taking a few breaths, the Wizard's complexion actually improved a bit, and his voice was no longer so weak. David knew this was a final burst of energy, but he didn't quite understand what he was saying.

"My body, what do you mean?"

"I don't know if you know this.

The blood of a god flows within you; you are the descendant of a god."

"Me? A descendant of a god?"

David was stunned at first.

Was this part of his father Jonathan and mother Martha's backstory?

But then he thought of something.

"Thanos."

The template had fused completely, and he possessed all the advantages of Thanos's physique.

"Thanos is a descendant of a god. His grandfather was Cronus, the God of Time. But didn't Cronus become a god after he died?"

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