Transformers In Marvel

v2 Chapter 927: 0 million don't go out, you will be beat

"I can't stand this second force..."

Countless light-years away from the main universe, one of Downey’s clones was standing on a white dwarf star, looking at the direction of the earth from a distance, watching the transcendence in Michael’s shape, and embarking on his path of mischief.

Just like in the comics, this is a second fool with arrears in IQ. He believes what others say. The ability of omniscience and omnipotence only makes him feel more confused. Knowing it is not knowing why, he does not want it like ordinary people. Through all kinds of difficult efforts to achieve the goal.

For a transcender, what is the goal and what is the dream? Isn't that something that can be achieved by thinking about it? He was invincible at birth and had no growth process at all.

Now, no one in the entire multiverse has a clear understanding of what this one means. Even the superheroes who have intersection with Transcendence don’t even know what terrible monsters they are facing.

Ten-level existence, standing at the pinnacle of countless worlds, the true omnipotent omnipotent primitive transcendence, the first person under the Marvel OAA.

In the comics, there are very interesting descriptions of OAA, the Primitive Transcendence, and the Court of Life: There are a group of slapstick children on the playground. They are death, eternity, star swallowing, etc., and the strongest one is the Court of Life. Whoever dissatisfied him will beat him up.

OAA is the principal of this school.

The transcender is the dean of this school.

Now, the teaching director of Marvel Elementary School has appeared, and he is learning all the rules of this elementary school at an astonishing speed. When he learns everything and becomes mature, the trouble begins.

Punch one elementary school student to understand?

The most helpless thing was that, no matter how he looked at it, Downey felt that he was the one among the elementary school students who couldn't get better.

"I was born silently, but without the slightest sign, a group of ancient gods in the realm of gods disappeared inexplicably...Have my memory been corrected by the transcendant?"

Downey shook his head and put the thought aside.

It doesn't make any sense to correct it or not. The point is that the original transcendence has been born. Thanks to him, he secretly inserted a clone to stay in the main universe, otherwise it would really not be discovered.

Downey looked at the superheroes and listened to every word of their conversation. These guys felt that the transcendence was the troublesome thing that came out of the fifth dimension, the same unreliable, and the same wish came true.

Tony also wants Clark to contact the troublemaker, and the troublemaker to bring the Transcendant back...

After observing for a while, I saw the transcendence lingering in various banquets and beauties, unable to extricate himself, deeply immersed in it.

Of course, this is just the beginning. When this guy realizes that something more valuable than money is power, he will embark on the road to run for President of the United States.

At least for now, Transcendents are lost by the extravagant life of the earth. Governments of various countries wish such a dangerous guy can indulge in money and beauty. This gives them precious time to research and formulate countermeasures, although this is impossible. .

This clone of Downey decisively left, stood in the blood domain, pondered for a moment, and ran away again, monitoring the movement of the main universe across many universes.

This great **** is better to stay away. Don't look at how terrifying and difficult to kill Downey, the only **** in the world, as long as the transcendant thinks, he can kill Downey by blowing his breath.

"As long as this guy is on the earth, it is inevitable to have access to my information. If this guy gets tired of playing on the earth, will he come to my Cybertron to toss..."

The more I think about it, the darker Downey’s face becomes. This is not an unfounded worry, but a high probability event. The curiosity of the transcender is simply terrifying.

In the comics, Transcendence has a reporter friend, who casually shouted a few slogans, talking about survival and death, mocking the gods who don't know the fear of death from humble life.

The drunk primordial transcendant can’t do it righteously. When he sees his friend’s troubles, he comforts his friend without saying anything, and says to him: "Relax, my friend, I will help you solve your problems, come, I will give you Introduce a god, this one is death."

In front of the reporter, the Transcendant forcibly poured a glass of cocktail into the mouth of death who suddenly appeared here inexplicably and looked bewildered.

Then death just hiccups.

Since then, there is no concept of death in the world, and everyone does not need to eat or drink. Anyway, they will not die.

This is a major crisis event in the multiverse, and the death is so special that he drank and drank to death.

The Primitive Transcendence is definitely the most unreliable ten-level existence in history.

With such a dean of education, Downey, a primary school student, doesn't look good.

The earth is full of Downey’s legends. His rising experience has long been remembered in the history of mankind. It can’t be erased. Sooner or later, the Transcender will come into contact with Downey’s past, and then the interest will come up and wave his hand. Donnela concocted a meal...

Thinking about it this way, Downey's gaze toward the main universe was even worse, hiding further away.

"I don't know if the transcendence will come to a secret war when he is crazy. There is no need to put my clone in..."

Downey entered other universes to hide, but his sight was always fixed on the main universe.

The Secret War is a big joke of the Transcendant. He drags a lot of superheroes, super criminals and a lot of gods into a battlefield, watching them with enthusiasm.

Donny didn't want to lose this clone of himself, it was too miserable.

"Fortunately, there is still time, so let this guy do more harm on the earth for a while." Downey shook his head.

...

The realm of the gods, Cybertron.

Downey's main body rubbed his eyebrows, a headache, his main body received all the things he saw.

"Do you want to find a way to get Richard to find a way to contact OAA? Can you catch this unreliable guy back!"

Downey just thought about it, and finally sighed. Compared with the existence of the tenth level, his eighth level is too far apart.

He raised his head and looked at the vast and boundless realm of the gods. In the world where everything is one, there are extremely terrible dimensional weights supporting everything, and the heavy and terrible gods are flowing slowly, providing nourishment for every high god. .

It is an extremely fascinating world, and the weak beings may not feel it at all, but at Downey's level, they can clearly feel the charm of the realm of gods, which is simply breathtakingly beautiful.

Compared with this, the multiverse is like a big mud pit, no matter how careful you are, you will always feel uncomfortable.

Only the realm of gods is the only world where gods live.

The news that the new **** led his planet to officially enter the realm of the gods has spread in all directions at an alarming speed, but there are still only a few who know the new **** of Downey, and many more worlds are in ignorance and ignorance.

No way, the realm of gods is too huge, even if it is the existence of the eighth level peak, it will take a long time to explore this world.

Powerful power poured out of Downey, carefully creating an energy barrier suitable for Cybertron, and constantly trying to knead the fit between Cybertron and God's Domain.

Suddenly, his expression moved.

"are you back?"

A crack suddenly opened, and the hidden Cybertron star immediately revealed a corner of itself.

A figure with three huge light clusters on his body slowly descended, An Ran entered Cybertron, and the cracks slowly closed.

Emperor Wei Shan looked at the planet and praised: "Yes, originally I was worried that you didn't know how to hide your world. It seems that I am thinking too much."

"In your eyes, I'm just so blatant and mindless?" Downey gave this guy an angry look, and between his hands, a square table with earth characteristics suddenly appeared. On it, four cups of hot tea were braving. The scorching heat, the scent of irritating heart and spleen radiated.

The huge phantom of Emperor Weishan immediately dissipated, and three light groups floated down, transforming into three human figures.

Agmoto just shrugged, did not refute Downey's rhetorical question, and happily picked up a teacup and drank.

Ossett was extremely cold, sat down like a lady, staring at the tea cup in front of him, clearly showing... disgust.

"As a god, drinking such unnutritious things is a waste of time. I don't understand your hobbies." Ossett said coldly with his black and white eyes open.

Originally, her eyes were pure white, but after absorbing the source of black magic, they became black and white.

"God also wants his own hobbies. According to me, you are living a hard life. Look at your magical world. Except for a group of magic elves, there is only magic energy, nothing else. It is extremely boring." Downey snorted.

The big tiger Hoggs shook his head: "I support Ossett's view on this point. You like these things because you are too young. We have lived for countless years. We have already thoroughly seen some meaningless things, and we are tired. Yes, you will go through this stage sooner or later."

Every **** in the realm of gods has lived for too long, too long, so long that many gods have become numb and indifferent to everything entertaining.

"Perhaps, but it will be a long time from now. Now I just want to keep my life habits..." Downey tasted the tea he had drunk countless times. I don't know why, this time the taste in his mouth seemed extremely Dry and boring.

The four gods with good friendships sat around the square table and waited dryly for a moment. Ossett also picked up the teacup, with a stinky face that the entire God's Domain owed her millions of sources of magic, and tasted it blankly. Tasted, then put down the cup.

"So, is Hollenmeier dead?" Downey asked faintly, spitting out the scent of tea.

"No, he ran away." Hoggs said, "We have worked very hard, but Hollenmeier is a veteran god. If he wants to escape, we can't stop him."

Downey nodded slightly, and didn't deliberately express gratitude. At their level, there were some things that didn't need to be understood.

As the former supreme mage, Downey was connected with Emperor Weishan when he was on Earth, and he has supported each other so many times over the years. He has a deep friendship. In the crisis-ridden place of God’s Domain, friends are really extravagant things. .

More concepts of strong and weak, superior and inferior.

"Your day of destruction is very good." Ossett said suddenly.

Agomoto smiled bitterly: "It's not only good, it's terrifyingly strong. We watched him be blown up again and again by Hollenmeier, resurrected again and again, and then charged again without fear of death, and then blew up again... …Every time he dies, his strength will actually skyrocket, which is terrible."

Agomoto recalled the scene at that time, his scalp was numb.

The more he fought, the stronger he killed, the reason why Hollenmeier chose to escape was not so much because he was driven away by Emperor Weishan, but because he was abruptly scared away by the Destruction Day King Kong.

This kind of creature is simply the most perfect weapon of war, or the kind that has no solution.

"It's only a matter of time before he is promoted to the super level, and it will be faster than you think, have you prepared for the worst?" Ossett said lightly.

Downey was silent for a moment and nodded calmly.

If you want to kill Horenmeier, the Destruction Sun King Kong is destined to stand at the quasi-ninth level, otherwise you can't kill Horenmeier.

However, at that time, Downey estimated that he would still be at the eighth level, and the Doomsday King Kong would be out of his control. Even if it was a source of fire, he would no longer be able to interfere with Doomsday King Kong.

And Downey has never regarded the fire source as a weapon to deal with the Doomsday King Kong. Once used, the Doomsday King Kong will evolve the ability to get rid of or even counter the fire source. Maybe it can be bound to the fire source. Downey made a ruthless one.

Deterrence is always just deterrence, just like human nuclear weapons, intimidation can be used, but if it is really used, it is necessary to prepare to die with everyone.

"You may not believe it... I believe him. I created him with one hand. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is his own father... I believe him." Downey breathed in a long breath.

"I suggest you say this to the Ancient Destruction Day again. You see, what he replied to you is the affectionate eyes~lightnovelpub.net~ or a head-on fist." Ossett sarcastically said, "I'm really serious. I don’t believe how you can be different from a monster carved out of a mold on the day of destruction.

Want to make an unsolvable war weapon possess human feelings? This is beautiful.

At least in Osit’s view, whether it’s the Day of Destruction or the King Kong of the Day of Destruction, these two artificial weapons that make gods fear are born as living machines with no emotions, and they only act according to the initial program settings. .

"Where is the Day of Ancient Destruction now?" Downey asked suddenly.

"Thanks to you, after this guy entered the realm of the gods, just like Sa Huan's mad dog, he kills people when he sees people, and he dies when he encounters a world. The existences at the top ignore the monster's ravages. I won't do it."

Agmoto stretched out his hand and reminded: "You must not go out, do you know how many people in the realm of gods want to take your skin? And the trillion heads you put into the realm of gods on the spot? Ninety-nine percent of the defective products of the Destruction Day are dead, but there are still many guys who have tapped their potentials and survived, making some small and medium-sized territories miserable."