Downey didn't alarm anyone, and left Cybertron in a low-key manner.

Nearly 500 million inhabitants of this planet are still living a leisurely life. A group of Transformers are talking about what super-energy crystals are delicious, and a group of mutants and Kryptonians from satellites are trying to avoid these big feet. And distressed.

Downey quietly left and rushed to the dark universe.

Something was calling him, it was... the smell of death.

It was a more domineering concept of death than death, calling out to Downey.

Downey's face was sinking like water, and when he raised his feet, there were countless galaxies surpassed by him. The starry and vast universe had long appeared insignificant in Downey's eyes.

At least in the face of the imminent disaster, in the face of the horrific creatures that have recovered, they appear vulnerable.

"The Black Death...was too early to wake up!"

Downey flew quickly, his face faintly ugly.

Probably during the Senistor Legion War, the collision of yellow and green, coupled with the red light ring that came here from another universe, stimulated the Black Death in advance.

To make matters worse, the Black Death Emperor focused on Downey.

Downey estimated that the Black Death Emperor probably hadn't fully awakened yet, he was only calling Downey by instinctive consciousness.

As for why the call...

The Black Death needs a reliable central lamp furnace.

Locking Downey as a central lamp is undoubtedly a very valuable act. Forbidding the sole **** to be a black central lamp, such a lamp would be very scary.

Downey also embraced the idea of ​​pitting the black death emperor first, so he came along.

"It was supposed to be a powerful anti-monitor who was locked into the black lamp furnace, but because of me, the anti-monitor did not dare to enter the main universe, let alone join the Senistor Legion... more powerful and noble than the anti-monitor. It seems that there is only me, the only god."

Downey frowned slightly, his eyes flashing coldly.

He is also very interested in black lights. This kind of light ring has long been Downey's target. The black and white two lights are so powerful that they must be in his hands.

Light rings, let alone in the multiverse, are still artifacts in the realm of gods, and can still be used at will.

The black and white two ring in hand is equivalent to two more multi-level artifacts.

As the distance pulled in a little bit, layers of tangible and invisible barriers were breached, and Downey smashed a barrier that was enveloped by the breath of death with one punch, and came to a dark world.

It's not the kind of black that makes people unable to see the five fingers, but the kind of weird, exuding black light, which can reflect the current black light of the object. This power that means death and resurrection is endlessly flooded in this hidden area. In, is waiting for something quietly.

When Downey broke into here, something seemed to tremble, and a vaguely cold gaze looked at Downey nonchalantly.

Sometimes, sometimes disappear.

"You want to see me, I'm here!"

Downey's face was cold, his whole body was enveloped in darkness, and his whole body was enveloped by a layer of black light.

He leaned his ears to feel that the vast unknown existence was still half asleep and half awake, feeling the breath of Downey vaguely and vaguely.

Black is the mortal enemy of all visible light, and the red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple and white lights are the mortal enemies of the Black Lantern Ring.

In the distant era, when the multiverse was just born, darkness was the mainstream of all worlds. At that time, there was no so-called light, silence and tranquility were everything.

Until a bright white light pierced the darkness forcefully, illuminating everything in the world.

The darkness felt a sharp pain, was deeply angered, and with the anger of suffering from unsuspecting calamity, using the power accumulated for countless years to start shopping with the unknown white light, the black and white two lights broke out in the first fierce battle.

The final result was that the black light was so terrible that it had to fall into deep sleep, while the white light was severely damaged and immediately disintegrated and divided into seven.

Generally speaking, the original white light won. Although it was small and subtle, it tore through the boundless darkness, and when it was dying, it split up seven kinds of power to continue life.

The so-called Spectral Wars sounded magnificent from the name—it seems to many people to be so. The wars are grand, but in the eyes of Downey's existence, Spectral Wars is a group of emotional guys playing house.

The real meaning of the spectrum war is that the seven lights gather again, and the black will be stimulated to revive again, and the black death emperor will wake up from his long sleep, intending to destroy everything that shouldn't be there, and re-enter the world into darkness.

Silence and peace are the ultimate pursuit of darkness, and death is a trivial incidental product.

Death is a dark gift.

"You want to kill the spirit of existence completely, I understand, but you shouldn't put your idea in my head."

Suddenly, looking at the endless darkness, Downey suddenly laughed in a low voice.

In this extremely calm world, the laughter seemed extremely harsh.

The Spectral War is the prologue that the Black Death Emperor quietly promoted for his own recovery~lightnovelpub.net~Perhaps when it was caused by the inexplicable white light to have to sleep, it had already planted the foreshadowing of the recovery. .

The darkness must have revenge, the spirit of darkness, the black lamp beast, the black death emperor, will fight the **** white light again, until the dead, until one party falls forever.

Last time, the Black Death Emperor lost, but he refused. This time he woke up with great anger and mission in order to kill the White Lantern Lamp Beast and the Spirit of Existence and completely destroy the spectrum of visible light.

"This was originally my world. It was originally a peaceful world without disputes, riots, and hatred... everything should have fallen into eternal peace..."

An indifferent voice, half-asleep and half-awake, resounded in Downey's mind.

"But that invader ruined all of this. It attacked me despicably, completely ruining peace and harmony, and filling the world with killing, plunder, blood, and wailing..."

"I want to take back what belongs to me..."

The Black Death Emperor was very unwilling, and he unilaterally communicated with Downey in a calm voice.

He will not have the so-called hatred and anger. He does not even have a soul, so that the incarnation of God's wrath and the ghost cannot judge him, and he is completely defeated by the black death emperor.

But what he did was a real revenge against Bai Guang.

Whether it is pushing the seven lights to reunite, forcing the outbreak of the spectrum war, or resuming, preparing to fight the white lights to the death, all is to completely destroy the white light and pull the multiverse into the dark world again.

"I need a central lamp furnace as a vehicle for recovery... You have the qualifications to be my container."

The dim voice said intermittently.

Downey just gave a cruel smile: "Coincidentally, I need a good-looking ring. You have the honor to be an ornament on my finger!"