Mettron, is a very interesting guy.

It is also a typical example of changing sand ratios.

He appeared in Marvel DC's linkage series "Reunion VS Zhenglian", Gao Tianzun went to fool Zhenglian, and he was responsible for coming to Marvel to persuade the reunification, guiding step by step, and letting the two teams fight.

Mitteron gives the impression that he is a peacemaker, and everything must be mixed up, and he will give up after a wave of existence. He also likes to play the role of "guide" and "prophet" in big events.

After he got the "Mobius Chair" discarded by Mobius, he jumped into a **** and became the **** of knowledge, mastering countless knowledge and unknown secrets, and his mentality exploded at that time.

He ran to the anti-matter universe and persuaded Mobius to give up the idea of ​​challenging Darkside. At that time Mobius had already obtained the anti-life equation and changed his name to the anti-monitor.

But the key point is that even if the anti-monitor avoids Darkside, Darkside will not let him go, because he has obtained the anti-life equation that Darkside has been looking for.

The anti-monitor was bored, and gave him a move, which was barely blocked by Metron.

As a result, Metron floated, and Niubi said coaxingly: "Your attack is not effective against me, because my chair can create a defensive barrier against cosmic attacks."

The anti-monitor nodded with a sense of surprise, "Yes, you are right."

Then, the counter-monitor made a serious blow, the barrier shattered, and Mettron knelt on the spot.

But the anti-monitor did not kill him, leaving the seriously wounded Mitteron lingering.

Later, when the anti-monitor was about to start a decisive battle with Darkside, Metron once again landed on the earth, and his injuries were healed. He was still so good, high above him, and everything looked like a **** looking down on the ants.

Bright stars appeared in Mitron's eyes, looking down at Zhenglian: "Flee, you are not the opponents of their two powerful monsters, give up the earth, I am for your good."

Zhenglian people: "Don't even think about it, we will fight to the last minute."

Mitron's expression was extremely majestic, his eyes shone, and his body was surrounded by incomparably holy light, like a god: "Your stupid actions will ruin everything I observe, and you will die without a place to be buried."

Then, Diana took advantage of the moment he was drunk to pretend to be, and decisively threw out the mantra lasso, and pulled him off the chair with a gentle force.

Mitteron knelt again.

...

In short, this is a pretender who likes to go with the flow, yelling that he likes to observe the changes in the world silently, but he can't help intervening in uncontrollable emergencies, and wants him to change according to his own will. As a result, the sand ratio changed again and again.

At this moment, the pretender who will be Megatron DC in the future looked down at Downey very seriously.

He ignored the others. Mettron stared at Downey alone, and the Mobius chair underneath him quickly calculated, transcending the limitations of time and space, calculating all the trajectories that Downey had existed since birth.

But Mitron was surprised to find that his chair could not be counted.

The chair of Mobius has mobilized most of its power, and it still seems difficult. Every time a little bit of Downey’s secrets are solved, a lot of energy and computing power have to be consumed, breaking through the maddening logic traps and multi-level computing thresholds. .

Wanting to learn the secrets of Downey, the Mobius Chair gave Metron a vague duration: 10 billion years.

It is as strong as the chair of Mobius, and it has to calculate ten billion years without stopping to get the result.

"How could this happen, what is your secret? There should be nothing in this universe that I don't know." Midron's face changed, and he couldn't help asking.

This is just a universe, and it should be undefended in front of the Mobius Chair.

Downey's face was completely cold, his body's pores contracted subconsciously, and immediately opened again.

He clearly felt a power of temptation, wandering around him. After repeated frustrations in him, time and space spread even more. He wanted to find something, but he didn't seem to find much valuable things.

"Metronom, are you going to die?"

Downey turned abruptly to look at him, and said every word.

All the Transformers felt the Creator's will, roaring, roaring, showing off their weapons, and showing ferocious and cruel expressions at Metron.

They don't care about the **** of **** knowledge.

Mettron folded his hands and squinted his chin, starlight radiated from his pure white eyes, and the chair he was sitting on also shone brightly, releasing the greatest power.

"I can only understand the intermittent fragments of your life. The closer you get to the present, the more obscure it is." Mettron said majesticly, "but you are not the opponent of the Doomsday, and no one is the opponent of that monster."

"Listen to me, Downey, give up what you have and give him to Doom, which can save the universe."

Clark grabbed the dirt on his hair, frowned, looked at Metron, then at Downey, the bruises on his face quickly returned to normal under the yellow sun.

He couldn't help but said to Downey: "It seems that a terrible enemy has appeared...what are you hiding?"

"Hidden? I didn't hide anything from beginning to end." Downey replied coldly. He stretched out his fingers like steel bars, and instantly came to Clark's body and stabbed him in the chest. "Listen, Clark, I don't Will do things that endanger the earth, even if I leave here, this is my hometown."

"This is the only hometown I have left. I will not let anyone destroy him. This is not only the promise of the former Supreme Master, but also the promise of a wanderer who is about to leave his hometown to fight for his ideals."

Downey's tone was extremely low and serious.

This is his promise, the blue planet under his feet is like the brightest pearl in the universe. He was born here and grew up here. Although he knows that this planet is not worth mentioning in the multiverse, he is willing to protect it if possible.

Clark looked into Downey's eyes, was silent for a moment, and nodded.

Although he has little understanding until now, he believes in Downey on this matter.

People sometimes have to stick to something before they can be called people.

Downey glanced at Clark, then stopped talking to him. Clark, the son of justice, is undoubtedly an important guardian of the earth, and to the people on earth, Clark is a trustworthy guy.

Well, the crazy unrighteous super may be a bit close, but if it is the unrighteous super, on the contrary, it is more paranoid about the concept of "protecting the earth, civilians and family", but the method is relatively extreme, and the problem is solved directly by the means of killing the enemy.

"Donny~lightnovelpub.net~ I'm saving you, give me things, and I'll give him to Doomsday."

Mitterron increased his tone, and a powerful pressure came against his face.

Downey suddenly smiled, showing a hideous expression.

"Metron, your glorious teasing journey may just start and will end."

Downey said something that confuses Metron.

I saw Downey grimly said: "From now on, I will take over the chair. Metron, I order you to roll down!"

"I'm saving you, don't go too far on Shabi's road, or you won't be able to turn back."

"I do it for your own good."

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