"Really poor guys."

Downey walked in the world of the underworld, looking around, looking at this world full of thick and dead silence, even if he flew for decades, he couldn't see a few moving things.

He was thinking about this closed top world as he contemplated it.

After a long time, he let out a sigh.

"Really, a bunch of poor guys..."

Those Almighty Gods, if they know that he is a life that has crossed from the world outside the wall, they will be extremely crazy, but unfortunately, what can they do if they know it, catch him and dissect him?

It's useless.

He is essentially a mortal, and it only relied on all these years of desperate effort to grow up to the present. Even if Almighty God knew about this and took him away, he wouldn't get any useful information.

Because even Downey didn't know what the Almighty Universe outside the wall was like, he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

Even if—even if the Almighty Gods can really parse out some external information that even Downey doesn’t know, what can it do?

Can this information allow them to break through the shackles of the wall of origin? No, it's not possible at all.

What restricts the existence of these omnipotents is essentially not the closure of information, but the limitations of strength and background.

The world of American comics has always been cruel, and what is hidden behind a series of superhero salvation stories are all competitions involving blood, background, background, and luck.

No matter how awesome your ordinary superhero is, no matter how magnificent and respectable, you will definitely not be able to fight against monsters like Superman, Batman, and Thanos.

Every time you rely on your efforts to go higher and others just open your mouth, you will be able to lose all of your abusive temper.

DC's Batman and Superman, Marvel's Thanos, are essentially the core of their respective systems, and everything else is embellishment of this core.

Through the communication with Fulcrum, Downey suddenly understood a lot of things. More precisely, he thought of things that he was too lazy to think about in the past.

The Almighty Gods in the world inside the wall are aloft, but they are still fighting frantically to get to the world outside the wall, almost mad.

In the past three generations, countless genius monsters have stepped forward and succeeded, and the only result is to put layers of magnificent and gorgeous wallpapers on the wall of origin.

But no matter how hard they work, there is a gap between them and those "weak chickens" with amazing origins.

Ghosts can enter and exit the wall of origin at will, you say Yuga Khan is not angry?

Lucifer Michael can freely enter and exit the wall of origin, and he has the ability to run into the void outside the wall and create a multiverse at the same level as the world inside the wall. You say Yuka Khan is not angry?

Even the golden superman is playing traversal, you say Yuga Khan is not angry?

Qi, I was so angry that I was so angry, so Yuga Khan went on the wall of origin twice-oh, not twice now, that guy is still stuck on the wall, and he hasn't come down yet.

Compared with those who have a background, some of the hard work is not worth mentioning. Compared with the ones who open the hook, your little bit is not as good as the big ones of others, and it is not worth mentioning.

If someone is not convinced, and wants to open a bigger hang... it's not impossible. First, pay attention to whether there will be a tenth-level guy directly playing the title.

Marvel’s Doctor Destruction, DC’s Yuka Khan, these two guys are typical representatives who have no backstage and can only rely on their own dedication and carry on their own, and they have all the high light moments of overwhelming countless Almighty Gods. I want to destroy who I want to destroy, but in the end one is more miserable than the other.

Cannibalism, openness, and daddy, these three existences can survive in the American comics world, and are qualified to talk about my fate. I can’t help it. I have to rely on my own efforts to grow from weak to strong. I To slaughter the gods.

Everything else is embellishment.

"I can barely be considered a person with a backstage, although this backstage is not useful, I have to rely on myself for everything..."

Downey looked down at the magnificent world below, squeezing a smile on his face.

Although it feels somewhat peculiar and uncomfortable, it is still possible to use a good-looking but impractical tiger skin to scare people.

Lao Tzu is also a man with a backstage. I didn't have it before. I just don't want to say, I'm afraid to scare you silly dick!

"It's good to have a backstage, good to have a backstage... In the face of some crazy ninth-level gods, if necessary, you can pull out the banner of the backstage and give it a try, but if it comes to that time, it means that you are dying. Not far away."

Downey shook his head, sighed with emotion, calmed the fluctuations in his heart, and his eyes became calm and deep again.

Fulcrum, the guy in this comic who likes to pretend to be a bartender, is the best under OAA, of course, Donnela will come out as the backstage.

Not so!

Do not believe? There is a kind of you ask the fulcrum to go! But Fulcrum has a bad temper and likes to kill people indiscriminately. Don't blame me if you were killed by Fulcrum!

Very good, this feeling is very good, at least, Downey is very satisfied with it, which is more beneficial to his next plan.

"As long as I am not dead, sooner or later I will find a way to open the wall of origin to see the endless nothingness outside the wall with my own eyes, and find a way to blast off the wall of origin with my own hands. This is a threshold that cannot be bypassed... Many of my plans are deployed in the distant future. It also revolves around opening the wall of origin."

Downey wandered in the underground palace for a long time, only to occasionally encounter some dead souls, who were all dead guys, who were brought to the underground palace by some means.

Each soul is a congregation of multiple dual souls, filled with a lot of memory, and at the same time erudite and powerful.

At least Downey had spent a long time traveling around the mansion, and he hadn't seen anyone below level seven.

But Downey's attention was not on this at all, he quickly thought about his overall plan.

Originally, according to the progress of the comics, the damage to the Wall of Origin occurred at the moment Barbatos was defeated. When the three giants of Zhenglian gave Barbatos a fatal blow, the powerful force it triggered even directly passed Barbatos. Blasted the wall of origin.

Many ancient gods got out of trouble, although only four second fools who called themselves "Omega Titans" appeared to do things, the other guys were completely gone, or they were still trapped in other areas on the origin wall, or they went straight away. Nothing outside the wall.

Downey never hoped to completely destroy the Wall of Origin, after all, this wall was created by beings from the Land of Origin.

He only needs to open a gap so that he can go back and forth.

a long time.

Downey let out a long sigh and left the underworld world directly. There was nothing in this world for him to miss.

Everything will be good and bad, and Downey will also find ways to make it better.

Me, but a man with a backstage! Do you dare to move me? Fulcrum has a bad temper!

That's right, that's it!

Downey is very satisfied!

...

The war that broke out at the end of time has stopped for a while, and the two Flashes standing at the top of the speed are talking.

"Donny? How could it be him? Why would it be him?!" Savita looked at the Flash gloomily, showing his unbelief.

A light that sneaked in from outside the wall was actually Downey... Are you kidding me?

"Whether you believe it or not, the truth is like this. What I saw at the end of time was to witness Downey from outside the wall into the wall. It wasn't until the third generation of the earth that the earth was awakened. It is an unbelievable fact. Anyone who wants to pursue this secret will be disappointed."

The Golden Flash said lightly.

Those Almighty Gods, one by one, wanted to catch him and ask them out the deepest hidden things at the end of time, but unfortunately, even if they knew all this, it was useless.

It can't bring them a substantial increase in strength, and there is no channel to increase their strength.

Savita looked at him incredulously: "For so long, you have been hiding alone at the end of time, guarding this secret?! Are you sick?!!!"

The Flash calmly said: "I have never guarded any secrets. I just want to find a really quiet place and take a good rest..."

Savita's face was cold and disappointed. He originally thought that what was hidden at the end of time would be amazing, but it turned out to be such useless information.

"Do you want to take a good rest? Very good, I will help you realize this wish, and I will let you rest forever!!!"

Savita grinned and let go of it completely. The anti-life equation in his body roared frantically, mixed with superb power, and furiously rushed towards the Flash.

The secrets you have are of no value at all, so you should die! ! ! Go to death sooner! ! !

Savita roared, and once again began a frantic battle with the Flash. The two terrifying figures were intertwined, and they fought countless times at every moment.

Although Savita has the blessing of the anti-life equation, she still has no ability to cause fatal trauma to the Flash for a while.

It’s very simple, because Savita can’t control the anti-life equation perfectly. Every time he uses the power of the anti-life equation, Savita must first perform astronomical calculations and deductions in his brain to confirm the share of energy used. Prevent it from getting out of control and biting yourself back.

At each step, you must be careful, for fear of any negligence.

Even if Savita is a speed player second only to the Ultimate Flash, even if he can complete terrible calculations instantly with infinite speed power, but he is facing the Flash!

The Flash who created the wall of superb power and hated countless ancient gods!

The extreme speed has already crossed the boundary of language and reached a level of meaninglessness. Every time Savita confronts the Flash, the horrible calculations performed are essentially a burden at the extreme speed.

When the speed becomes meaningless, and when the Flash exhausts his own strength against Savita, the so-called terrifying calculation becomes a drag.

Savita needs calculations, the Flash doesn't need them.

The calculation takes time to buffer, the Flash does not need.

Every powerful attack of Savita is a speed control, but the Flash, he is speed!

Boom!

A golden lightning speed, with unmatched power and sharpness, pierced Savitta's chest fiercely. The golden lightning condensed by the terrifying and substantive speed force, with the insanely compressed billions of the Flash The tens of thousands of times the speed of the electric arc slammed into Savita, creating a terrifying wound.

"It's really capable. Killing you like this with my own hands is what I want."

Savita grinned, her high-frequency vibrating hands were in the extreme running, and the lightning in her chest was pulled outwards fiercely!

The terrible wound healed quickly, and even more anti-life force filled it.

"Kill you, I am the **** of speed!" Savita rushed to the Flash frantically, and he was almost crazy.

In other words, when he became black and chose to kill his lover and brother, he was already crazy. The long time he was imprisoned in Shensuli prison only made him crazy.

"The **** of speed... does the mere **** of speed mean everything to you?"

The Flash finally stopped being patient. He stood quietly and slowly, raising his hand to take off his headgear, revealing his face full of vicissitudes and years.

Very peaceful.

Yes, peace, the greatest Flash who has survived for many years and watched many events, just stared at this Savita peacefully.

That look was like looking at a grumpy...child.

Savita was surprisingly angry, madly angry.

"It's this kind of look again, this kind of look!! You **** thing, don't look at me with that kind of look!!!" Savita ran away~lightnovelpub.net~ rushed over, turning into arcs. The terrible lightning, accompanied by countless figures, killed the Flash fiercely.

But no matter how he attacked, the Flash just blocked everything calmly, even if it came from the terrifying force of the anti-life equation, it still could not have an effective impact on the Flash.

Finally, the Flash easily grabbed Savita's two arms.

"The ultimate speed is just the ultimate speed."

The Flash looks flat: "You focus on speed and treat the speed force as your slave. No matter what the occasion, you are used as a slave and used as a humble consumable. You can only get from the speed force. Speed ​​is all."

"But there are so many things you can give you with superb power, speed is just one of them!"

"But you, just mastered the speed!"

The Flash easily grabbed Savita’s arms, and then lifted a kick on the opponent’s chest. The terrifying force shattered the already tattered armor, and even Savita’s was strengthened by superb power. The body was kicked into a depression.

The two arms were torn off by the Flash on the spot, and with blood, the penetrating red was evaporated by countless electric arcs at the moment it was flowing.

Savita flew out, covered in blood, and rolled in embarrassment at the end of this time. When he got up again, he would roughly pull more superb power to repair the wounds of his body.

Brand-new arms are accelerating to proliferate.

"How could... how could this... the hell..." Savita looked at the golden Flash in disbelief. This person who was supposed to be his old enemy, only showed a little fangs, and directed Savita. Vita caused a heavy blow.

Although this trauma is only temporary.

However, it is the most terrible thing that Savita's proud self-esteem and strong confidence have been hit hard.