This group of editors were frightened.

They were originally cautiously hiding behind the fourth wall, observing the changes in the world of the heavens from a divine perspective, An Anxin being an alternative observer, and respecting the editor's orders.

After all, they are just mortals, not superpowers.

When a large group of ancient gods eagerly dispatched from the realm of gods, frantically searching for their whereabouts, they really frightened them.

"What to do, our exposure is only a matter of time. Once they are clearly aware of the existence of people like us, the shielding effect of the fourth wall will be greatly reduced."

"Would you like to contact the editor-in-chief and call him back?"

"Are you sure? Just because of the editor-in-chief's violent temper, even if he really puts things down and ran back, the first thing is to clean up the guy who disturbed him..."

The speaker suddenly shrank his neck, and was shocked.

Just kidding, Mandolak is not a good temper.

At this time, an ancient **** had already arrived at the gate of the editorial department.

"Found it! I didn't expect you guys to exist in this world!"

This ancient **** was madly happy, his eyes widened, and he looked at the fourth wall with surprise. This thing can actually shield his thinking, it's amazing.

The greedy sight looked unabashedly, and on the other side of the wall, he felt all the weak chickens.

It's actually a group of mortals! ! This group of ants actually occupies such a good place, this is simply a fortune that has been delivered to the door!

"Hmph, Xin Shen can be so powerful, maybe I found this **** editorial department, and laughed to death. If I give him the opportunity, I will only do better than Xin Shen!"

This hideous demon walked directly through the fourth wall, and walked into the editorial department with a grinning smile.

A group of editors looked at this guy blankly, their faces pale.

"The beholder! How could it be him!!!" An editor sat down on the ground, crying.

The entire editorial department was wailing.

"Oh? You know me?"

The beholder shook his long green tentacles, staring at the group of mortals.

To be more precise, the beholder has no real body. He has only one eye and a large number of tentacles extend from the eye.

The beholder is also a terrifying demon **** in the comics. It is so powerful that Emperor Weishan is not his opponent-of course, Emperor Weishan from the past. The quasi-level nine-level Weishan Emperor can hammer with one hand. Burst him.

As one of the enemies of Emperor Wei Shan, the beholder is now low-key, for fear that Emperor Wei Shan, who has leap in strength, will ask him to settle accounts.

Similarly, the beholder has long gone mad with jealousy.

Wei Shandi’s little crippled man was not as good as him, so why was he suddenly promoted to the quasi-ninth level? How did the beholder who had suppressed Emperor Weishan for countless years swallow this breath?

"You chopsticks, all become my slaves, and I will mercifully let you survive as puppets."

The beholder widened his eyes, and coldly scanned the entire editorial department, focusing on the comics in their hands and on the table, which successfully aroused his interest.

"Similar to an observer from the perspective of God? Even do you have the ability to modify some life thinking? It's really interesting, but these are all mine."

The beholder sneered and waved his tentacles, one editor after another was rolled up by him, and the powerful force instantly caused these mortals to scream.

"Quick! Take the bomb out and blow up this crap! Or we all have to die!"

An editor shouted.

"Bullshit! Blow up that stuff, none of us can survive!"

"Then sublimation! Sublimation ahead of time, fight with this beast! It is better to die than to fall into the hands of the beholder!"

The entire editorial department was in a mess, and a lot of people were in a mess, roaring loudly.

To be honest, this is the first time that the editorial department has been invaded to such an extent. Dangerous elements such as beholders have always been the focus of the editorial department.

Jin Chaoyinchao, Deadpool Mr. Fantastic, and others can enter and leave the editorial office, because they are not extremely vicious guys, and the editorial office is not so strict against them.

But Hollenmeier directly exposed the editorial department, making the shielding of the fourth wall lose its effect, and the trouble was big.

The beholder is just the beginning, and more ancient beings will come one after another.

"Huh, you can't search for your souls?" The beholder grabbed an editor, and the powerful tentacles strangled him directly, whispering in surprise.

This is also the nature of the life of the editorial department, or is there a higher presence protecting them?

With a bang, the editor who turned into a corpse fell directly to the ground and died, bleeding from his seven orifices.

Everyone's eyes were red, staring at the beholder with hatred.

"Nice look, I like it very much, then, who will tell me what exactly you are and where it comes from? How do you occupy this place?" The beholder sneered, and raised several editors aloft at any time. Will let go and throw them to death.

"Take the bomb out, we don't have time to sublimate..."

An editor showed fierceness and determination, and turned around to explore something.

The beholder watched with interest, waiting for the group of ants to bring him new surprises. Could it be possible that his dignified eighth-level existence could be killed by a group of mortals? bomb? ridiculous.

The editor walked around with a mortal consciousness, but his movements suddenly froze.

At this time, more ancient beings came up, laughing wildly at the beholder.

"It was almost preempted by your disgusting big eyeballs!" A demon came with a frantic laugh, dripping from his mouth, corroding the ground clothing into deep pits.

A series of terrifying figures came and descended on the editorial department.

The wide editorial office was occupied by this group of guys, and it suddenly seemed crowded.

"These guys, I'm going to split half of them, and I'll take down that wall." The beholder looked at the group of people incomparably cold.

"fart!"

"I have a better idea, that is, everything belongs to me, and you all go to eat shit." The big devil sneered.

All the editors were quiet at this time and looked at them with a sneer, looking at them as if they were looking at a group of creatures waiting to die. Obviously, they were very confident in the bomb they prepared, and this group of arrogant guys were going to die.

"Guys, I have a good or bad news to tell you."

The editor who went to pick up the bomb suddenly ran back, looking at them with an innocent look: "The bomb hasn't been taken back yet, and something more troublesome has come to life."

The other editors were dumbfounded and looked at each other.

"The juvenile body is awake?" an editor stunned.

Everyone's faces were dark, and some people even broke down.

If they were killed by their own bombs, they would still have a chance to resurrect. The editor-in-chief of outside activities is their hope.

But if it were killed by the awakened juvenile...then it would really be cold, the kind that can't be resurrected anyway.

"How could this be..." Someone was covering their face, almost mad, "Could it be that this group of idiots who hit the door irritated him?"

Yes, it must be so, it was all the fault of this group of Shabi, they personally let out an uncontrollable monster!

A terrible wave came out, causing the group of noisy and clamoring ancient gods to calm down suddenly, and at the same time they turned their heads and looked at the air somewhere in astonishment.

There, from scratch, a light ball is gradually appearing, exuding an aura that makes them feel palpitation and scalp tingling.

It was as if the things in this light group were their natural enemies.

"Say, what is this?! How many secrets do you still have?!"

The beholder asked gloomily, seeing those editors just sneered at him, each with a sad and angry expression, even if the beholder killed a lot of people, many editors did not say a word, looking at the beholder and others. , Like looking at a dead body.

boom!

A beam of brilliance gushed from the light group, rapidly expanding, and instantly reached the eighth level, and was still climbing in the frantic disk, reaching the quasi-ninth level in the next second, and all the ancient gods present could not breathe.

But this is still not the end, and the promotion is still increasing.

A more high-end and terrifying aura that far exceeded Quasi-ninth level gushed out, pressing all lives on the ground on the spot, just a trace of insignificant aura, it almost wiped out their souls.

At this moment, the entire world of Wan Tianyi, and even the entire realm of gods, were deeply shocked.

"Another omnipotent existence was born? But how is this possible?"

"It stands to reason that there are enough omnipotent universe levels in the realm of gods, and they can no longer support the existence of new omnipotence levels..."

"No, this thing is still getting stronger! What the **** is he!!!"

In an instant, the countless beings standing at the top of the pyramid awakened, looking at the direction of the editorial department with amazement. The light group was still growing crazily, even reaching a level beyond the omnipotent universe.

Simply the living supreme god!

In an instant, the editorial department has become the center of attention of countless people. Many Almighty Gods have already acted and dignifiedly pounced on the editorial department, intending to find out, maybe they will be able to give them a chance to break the wall of origin?

What the Almighty Universe Grade can't do, then beyond the Almighty Universe Grade will definitely be able to do it!

In the editorial department at this time, many ancient beings were frightened and dared not to move, and their souls were almost frozen.

Here, even if you are the most powerful and sole god, this moment is extremely humble and ridiculous, no different from an ant.

"Kill them! If you can understand what I mean, you should know that we are not enemies, but the group of guys who invaded us!"

An editor yelled at the light group.

A huge beam of light suddenly emitted, and the light group instantly expanded, and the unrivaled force that crushed everything directly shone on every ancient **** who invaded the editorial office.

"You can't kill me, my master is Setorak, the ruler of the crimson hell..." the great demon roared in horror. Immediately, his body collapsed and his soul disappeared.

All traces of his existence are being erased, and all this seems to be a matter of course.

The beholder wanted to ask for mercy, but he found desperately that he couldn't even say a word, and everything about him disappeared in the beam of light.

At the same time, a more powerful force surged out, covering countless worlds. As long as the creatures within the wall of origin, their memory was missing part of it out of thin air.

Those ninth-level beings who had already left, returned to their respective worlds with a confused look and continued to sleep, and they had no way of reacting to what happened just now, and their memories were forcibly erased.

Standing on Cybertron, he looked at Downey in the editorial department with a solemn expression, with a look of horror: "Unexpectedly, the editorial department has such a thing... I seem to have guessed what it is, then the entire editor Isn’t it just..."

A ray of light shone through, and Downey's body shook, he was taken aback, and then he was deeply confused: "What am I doing here, watching the scenery? By the way, I am about to resurrect those who died..."

All lives have been modified by higher powers, without exception.

An editor put down the manuscript in confusion, looked around at no strange companions, and continued to worry about what to draw in the next issue of the comic.

Everything was restored to its original condition, nothing happened again, only those who were killed, they really died.

The light group in the editorial department suddenly disappeared, watching them from a distance in the infinite distance, watching the countless lives in countless worlds, and constantly wandering.

It seemed that this light group was very curious about all of this and turned around enthusiastically.

He is a newborn after all, and he is still a juvenile.

The existence in the light group wandered for a long, long time, and finally felt bored. For him, who is truly omnipotent and omnipotent, he only needs to move his thoughts casually to know everything and obtain the most secret information in the world. .

It was fresh at first, but after a long time, it became a bit boring. He knew everything, it was too boring.

But there was one question he didn't know yet, which gave him the original motivation to chase the answer.

"Who am I and what should I do? Why do you do this?"

Guang Tuan became excited again, and he found the meaning of doing something.

Soon, he set off immediately, and after exhausting almost all the secrets, he finally chose the first stop in the multiverse.

There is no place in the multiverse that is more exciting than the main universe. There are people living there who are knowledgeable in mathematics, and they will surely be able to give themselves answers!

call out!

This light group began to move, pulling out a long light, leaving a beautiful trail, and whizzing towards the main universe.

On the earth, on that planet, there must be wise men who can answer his questions, and the light group believes this.

The main universe, the earth.

A new born, unprecedented great creature quietly descended, no one could find him, the tight monitoring system and defense mechanism on earth ~lightnovelpub.net~ is almost the same as nonexistent.

This group of light appeared in the bustling city under the dark night, shining brightly.

A drunk hippie was coming up drunk, staggering, muttering something in his mouth from time to time.

"Are you the smartest person in the world?" a voice asked.

The hippie didn't even raise his head, and he coaxed: "Of course, I am the smartest. Tomorrow's horse race bet on the number seven, you will win!"

"Why mention horse racing?"

"Hi, man, what's the problem in your mind, is there a man in this world who doesn't like horse racing? Horse racing!"

The hippies were talking nonsense.

The light ball disappeared thoughtfully.

The next day, he really ran to watch the horse race.