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Downey was ready for Mobius to turn his face, but no war broke out.

"Go, go, destroy more universes, this is a road of no return." Donnie murmured softly.

The potential of the anti-life equation has no upper limit for the time being, and there is a limit to the carrier that can be loaded with the equation.

Even though Mobius was born noble and is a high-ranking member of the watcher family, he is not the only god after all. As the anti-life equation snowballs and expands like crazy, Mobius will either stop or be exploded. There is no third rule road.

In the original book, Mobius destroyed more than a thousand universes and then gave up, rushing to find Darkseid himself desperately... If Mobius could really control the anti-life equation perfectly, he wouldn't do it out such a stupid thing.

Therefore, judging from Mobius' situation, devouring one thousand to two thousand universes is already his limit.

When the limit is reached, either the madman takes the risk to kill Darkseid, or explodes on the spot. No matter how you look at these two ways, it is a dead end.

"Dakseid's body is not that easy to kill, and his clones are not for display."

Downey shook his head, and dragged a terrifying amount of matter around the main universe.

Waves of energy from the blood domain hit these messy substances, but they were all blocked by Donnie with his unique divine power.

After pondering for a while, out of caution, Downey didn't use the mother box to prevent someone from attacking him suddenly, but relied on his own might to shape the basic model of a planet.

This is equivalent to recreating a universe, even more complicated than a universe.

The total matter of a hundred universes is gathered into a planet in one breath, and the internal structure of this planet has to be divided into more layers of underground space, and the planning of constant parameters such as gravity must be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

The clumps of matter are divided by Downey. With the powerful strength of the eighth level, Downey's grasp of the microcosm is terrifying. Every tiny particle cannot escape Downey's eyes and must be controlled by Downey.

Creating a universe is not difficult for a veteran eighth-level existence, but it is really the first time for Downey now, so Downey's actions are extremely cautious.

Groups of nebula-like torrents of terrifying matter rushed in one after another, and were pieced together under Downey's precise control. These microscopic particles combined with each other to form countless metal elements and gathered to form a new territory.

Starting from the earth's core, layer by layer, the huge planet began to be built from scratch, and the vast material like a long dragon rushed over, shaping the model of the new planet.

"Soon..." Downey whispered.

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main universe.

The old god Metron finally can't bear the current life.

The former God of Knowledge was completely disgusted with the life of a weak chicken, and he submitted an application to the Supreme Council to take back the Mobius Chair.

"Donnie said that he would return the Mobius chair to me!" Metron said angrily.

But a group of members of the Supreme Council looked at each other with strange eyes, and fell silent for a while. After a long time, Sai Tianjiao calmly said: "Yes, we will return the Mobius chair to you."

Metron almost wept with joy.

God is so pitiful, he has gone from being a majestic god of knowledge to living by washing dishes, and he has suffered a lot.

But now, everything is over! Mobius will return to his hands, as long as he sits on the chair, he will still be the omniscient god of knowledge!

Metron was going crazy with desire, and the twenty years without knowledge and power were the most painful time in his long life.

Finally, in Metron's great anticipation, the Mobius chair was returned to Metron.

But the moment he saw the Mobius chair, Metron's face changed completely, and a surge of panic and uneasiness flooded his heart.

"You guys are mistaken, I want my chair, which is luxurious and magnificent." Metron gestured and said seriously,

"The chair of Mobius, not this bench."

Metron pointed to the one in Sai Tianjiao's hand, a slap could cover all the small benches.

"Due to some irresistible external events, the Mobius chair has become like this, but the core programs are still there, and the functions are sound."

While talking, Sai Tianjiao turned his head away.

Metron was struck by lightning, "An irresistible event?"

Sai Tianjiao was silent for a while, and did not respond to Metron's question. Could she say, I took your chair apart and made it into a hammer?

Metron took the chair with a dull expression, no, it was a bench, looking at this small bench that was just enough for him to sit on, he felt that his world view was collapsing.

"This is my Mobius chair? My supreme throne?" Metron took the small bench from Sai Tianjiao almost trembling, full of grief and indignation.

Sai Tianjiao quietly disappeared without a trace.

Metron stayed where he was with a dull face, muttering to himself in a low voice, as if he was stupid.

No matter how you look at it, this little thing in your hand is basically two different things from the high-end throne.

With a distorted face and tears, Metron solemnly put the small bench on the ground, moving cautiously for fear of accidentally breaking this simple gadget.

It was difficult to sit on the huge buttocks, and it was too difficult for Metron, who had a tall figure and strong legs, to sit on such a small thing. As soon as you touch it, that familiar feeling returns.

The white light that belongs exclusively to the "Mobius bench" surged, and the intelligent program in the bench couldn't wait to connect Metron's brain and soul, as if he had had enough of this damn life.

"Is it really you?"

Metron really wanted to cry, as if the world was collapsing.

what have you been through

From an artifact capable of turning mortals into gods of knowledge, to this ghostly appearance? How can I sit with you and go out to pretend to be aggressive?

After crying for a long time, Metron wiped away the hot tears and regained his majesty. He tried to suppress the twitching corners of his eyes and the sad and angry eyes, trying to regain the demeanor of the God of Knowledge back then.

It's miserable to say that, not long after Metron got the Mobius chair, he noticed the news that the ancient doomsday was about to attack the main universe, so he couldn't wait to run in front of Downey to command from a high position, directly sent the head, and I gave Downey a very useful artifact.

After twenty years of vicissitudes, the Möbius chair has become a Möbius bench, returning to the hands of Metron.

The small bench that was firmly covered by the buttocks exuded majesty and excitement, lifted Metron who was trying to find a feeling, and wobbled up to the sky one by one, looking down at the world and observing the multiverse. Things change.

"My god of knowledge, Metron, has finally returned!"

With his legs hanging in the air, Metron announced to the entire Cybertron star the return of the great God of Knowledge.

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