Chapter 402 The collapsed origin battlefield!

"game over."

  DC Dream Universe, on the viewing platform for the Almighty of the sixth-dimensional universe.

  The six-meter-tall Goddess of Creation showed a faint smile at this moment. She no longer pretended at this moment, but showed a victorious posture with her head held high and her chest up, looking around at the almighty beings around her.

  Dozens of DC Almighty fell silent.

  No matter how omnipotent they are, they will never count that this competition game to determine the multi-controller for the sake of fairness will be won by an acting scam billions of years ago by the goddess of creation.

   Those who were counted even included the veteran almighty Darkseid and the new almighty Dr. Manhattan. Whether they were unintentional or intentional, they let a son of the Goddess of Creation enter this multi-faceted battle where the Almighty cannot intervene.

   "Is it really over?"

  Dr. Manhattan asked while looking at the battlefield of origin.

Death next to him put away the black umbrella in his hand, and nodded calmly: "The three sons of the goddess of creation control a kind of rule power that creates the multiverse. When they are trinity, they are equivalent to the power of the entire multiverse, and even Far more than the."

   "It can be said that they, the Trinity, are stronger than the Goddess of Creation, and are already equivalent to the Almighty, the weakest Almighty."

   "You have also stepped into the realm of omnipotence, and you should understand the difference between omnipotent beings and other beings." Death looked at Dr. Manhattan.

  Almighty and the creatures under the omnipotence are separated by a wall of origin, but also separated by countless universes, which is an absolutely insurmountable moat.

   That represents immortality, omniscience and omnipotence!

   "I know. It's just, unfortunately."

  At this moment, even Dr. Manhattan, who had transcended himself and the universe, showed a little regret.

  …

  DC origin battlefield.

  The positive monitor, the anti-monitor, and the trinity of the world forger who plays the role of the old superman, the existence that can be called the real "son of creation" stands in the air.

  He still has the tall appearance of an old superman. His muscular and well-defined body glows with a sacred and mysterious white light, but the cloak is rendered black by the fusion of energy and rules, but no energy is released from his body.

  In other words, He himself is a big universe, and the mere existence here makes this temporary battlefield of origin tremble.

   "Since you have seen the Supreme, why don't you kneel down?" The Son of Creation stood in the air on the battlefield, his star-like eyes looked down at the ugly and ferocious silver-white bone spur monster below, and his voice had a triple echo.

   Still not kneeling?

   Still not kneeling?

   Still not kneeling?

  The calm words seem to have a rule and magic power, ignoring the isolation of the wall of origin, and the surviving contestants in the battlefield can hear it in an instant.

   While hearing these plain words, it seemed as if a thousand times the gravity was falling from the void.

   Pata!

  Somewhere on the battlefield, Superboy Supreme was waiting for the end of the game time. As soon as he had the thought of resisting, he was firmly pressed to the floor by the gravity of the mysterious rules.

  Another place.

Separated from Yimeng, another multi-faceted strong man chosen by death—the black runner, was still wandering around the battlefield to delay the game time, but the moment he heard the words, he fell from the air on a silver skateboard .

  Feeling the power that could suppress the death and speed force in his body, the black runner's expression changed: "This is... the almighty power."

   Such a situation happened in every corner of the origin battlefield, and almost no one was spared.

  The battlefield area not far from Yimeng and the Son of Creation.

   "Since seeing the Supreme, don't kneel down."

  Following the plain words of the Son of Creation, Barbatos, who was manipulating the Laughing Bat, trembled all over, and knelt heavily on the ground with a thump of his knees.

   "Master... He is back!"

  Barbatos was trembling all over, two lines of tears flowed out from under the iron cone mask of the Laughing Bat, and he didn't know whether it was in horror or in joy and celebration.

  Supergirl and Supergirl, who were still confronting Barbatos, also fell to their knees unbearably, their fists on the ground, trying to stand up again.

   is just one sentence.

  The surviving contestants in the entire Origin Battlefield were unable to take off or even stand. This is a brutal blow from high-dimensional to low-dimensional!

   No... No, there is still one person standing on the field.

  Under the gaze of the Son of Creation standing at the height of the origin battlefield, the silver-white bone spur monster still stood tall, holding a golden fist against the rules, even though the origin floor beneath him had sunk.

   "Don't you still recognize the facts?" The Son of Creation frowned slightly. In the state of the Trinity, He has completely entered the realm of omnipotence, and can use rules and energy to suppress all existence in this material battlefield.

   But why, this multivariate monster with deformed Kryptonian genes doesn’t bow its head and give in?

   About this.

   Only destruction can answer Him.

The eyes of Yimeng, the incarnation of Doomsday, flashed the pupil of destruction, and the golden left fist suddenly hammered down, causing a hole in the floor of origin, and the body of the silver-white bone spur flew up under the reaction, and the golden right fist waved again Hit the Son of Creation!

   No matter who the opponent is, how powerful it is.

  In the dictionary of Doomsday, there is no fear and retreat. He has been fighting all his life, and even if he dies, he will crawl out of **** again to fight!

Yimeng followed his instinct and heart, and the phantom of the six gemstones appeared on his head to form a crown, and he hit the Son of Creation with his strongest golden right fist, which looked like a sun roaring and erupting, ushering in destruction Endless light and heat!

"This is…"

  At this moment, the Son of Creation seemed to no longer maintain his composure. His starry eyes flashed an unbelievable color, and he, who was in the omnipotent realm, felt a little threat at this moment.

  Crisis forced the Son of Creation to strike with all his strength.

  The power of positive matter, the power of anti-matter, and the power of world forging, the trinity, this is the power to create diversity, and it is also the power to destroy diversity.

With one palm, the surrounding battlefield of origin, which was like a super-large labyrinth, was unbearably shattered, and the walls of origin collapsed one after another, and the golden sun was submerged under the tide of almighty power in an instant. The aura of origin that dreamed of qualifying for the competition was revealed from it and soon extinguished.

  Under the observation of the almighty beings in the sixth-dimensional universe, the almighty battlefield that was originally the size of a Rubik's cube is about to burst like a balloon!

   "King!"

  Viewing scenes projected across the multiverse by the Almighty.

  In DC’s diverse original universe, Superman, Black Adam, Atlanta, Steppenwolf and others who watched this scene couldn’t believe it.

   The undefeated king of destruction, is he going to lose this time?

  (end of this chapter)