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"Poor fellows."

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

He was thinking about this closed top world while looking at it.

After a long time, he let out a sigh.

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

Those Almighty Gods, if they knew that he was a life from the world outside the wall, they would be extremely crazy. Unfortunately, what can they do if they know, catch him and dissect him?

it's useless.

His essence is a mortal, and he has grown up to the present thanks to his hard work over the years. Even if Almighty God knows about this and takes him away, he will not get any useful information.

Because even Downey himself doesn't know what the Almighty Universe outside the wall looks like, and he hasn't seen it with his own eyes.

Even if—even if those Almighty Gods can really analyze some external information that even Downey himself doesn't know, so what?

Will this bit of information allow them to break through the shackles of the Wall of Origin? No, not at all.

What restricts these omnipotent existences is not the closure of information in essence, but the limitation of strength and background.

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

No matter how awesome your ordinary superhero is, no matter how great and upright, and admired by the world, you will never be able to compete with superman, Batman, Thanos and other monsters who are like father and son.

Every time you rely on hard work to go to a higher level, and people hang around in place, you can be abused without any temper.

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

The communication with Fulcrum made Downey suddenly see through 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 high above, but they are still fighting frantically to go to the world outside the wall, almost going crazy.

For three generations, countless genius monsters have gone on and on, and the only result is to paste layer after layer of spectacular and gorgeous wallpaper on the wall of origin.

But no matter how hard they try, there is still a gap compared with those "weak chickens" with amazing backgrounds.

Ghosts can enter and exit the wall of origin at will, do you think Yuga Khan is angry?

Lucifer Michael can freely enter and exit the wall of origin, and 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. Do you think Yuka Khan is angry?

Even the golden superman plays time-traveling, do you think Yuga Khan is angry?

I was so angry, I was so angry, so Yuga Khan went up to the origin wall twice-oh, not twice now, that guy is still stuck on the wall, and has not come down so far.

Compared with those who have a backstage, some hard work is not worth mentioning. Compared with those who open up, your little tricks are not as good as others' big tricks, let alone worth mentioning.

If someone is unconvinced and wants to open a bigger hook...it is not impossible, first pay attention to whether there will be a tenth-level guy who will directly block the title.

Marvel's Doctor Doom and DC's Yuga Khan, these two guys are typical representatives of the kind who have no backstage, can only rely on themselves to work hard and carry themselves, and they have had moments of highlighting countless Almighty Gods. They want to destroy whoever they want, but in the end they end up more and more miserable.

Those who eat people, those who cheat, and those who fight for fathers, these three kinds of existence can survive in the comic world, and they are qualified to talk about my life. I can't help it. I have to rely on my own efforts to grow from weak to strong. To kill God.

Everything else is decoration.

"I can barely be regarded as a person with a background, although this background is not very useful, everything depends on myself..."

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

Although it feels a little strange and uncomfortable, but in the end, it's okay to wear a beautiful but impractical tiger skin to scare people.

Lao Tzu is also a man with a background. It's not that he didn't have it before, but he just didn't want to say it, for fear of scaring you silly dicks!

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

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

Fulcrum, the guy who likes to pretend to be a bartender the most in the comics, is the strongest under OAA, so of course he will be pulled out by Donny as a backstage.

Not too!

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

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

"As long as I don't die, 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 the wall of origin with my own hands. This is the threshold that cannot be bypassed... Many of my plans deployed in the distant future, It also revolves around opening the wall of origin."

Downey wandered in the underworld for a long time, and only occasionally came across some dead souls. They were all dead guys who were lured to the underworld by some means.

Each dead soul is a conglomeration of multiple double-dead souls, filled with a large amount of memory, knowledgeable and powerful at the same time.

At least Downey has been around the underworld for a long time, and he hasn't seen anything below level seven.

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

Originally, according to the progress of the comics, the breakage of the wall of origin occurred at the moment when Barbatos was defeated. When the three giants of Zhenglian gave Barbatos a fatal blow, the powerful force even directly crossed Barbatos. The wall of origin was blasted.

Many ancient gods got out of trouble, although only four idiots who called themselves "Omega giants" showed up to do things, the other guys disappeared completely, either still trapped in other areas of the origin wall, or went directly to Nothingness beyond the walls.

Donnie never expected to completely destroy the wall of origin, after all, this wall was built by the life from the place of origin.

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

a long time.

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

Everything is going to be good and bad, and Downey will find a way to make it good.

I am a man with a background! How dare you touch me? Fulcrum has a bad temper!

That's right, that's it!

Donnie is very satisfied!

...

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

"Donnie? How could it be him? Why would it be him?!" Savitar looked at Flash gloomily, expressing his disbelief.

A light that sneaked in from outside the wall turned out to be Downey... Are you kidding me?

"Believe it or not, the facts are like this. What I saw at the end of time was that I witnessed Downey enter the wall from the outside of the wall, and the earth did not wake up until the third generation of the earth. It is an unbelievable fact that everything thought Anyone who seeks this secret will be disappointed."

The golden Flash said lightly.

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

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

Savitar looked at him in disbelief: "For so long, you have been hiding alone at the end of time, just to guard this secret?! Are you sick?!"

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

Savitar had a cold face, disappointed in his heart. He originally thought that the hidden things at the end of time would be amazing, but it turned out to be such useless information.

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

Savitar grinned, and let go completely. The Anti-Life Equation in his body roared wildly, mixed with the Speed ​​Force, and crazily rushed towards The Flash.

The secrets you hold are worthless, so you deserve to die! ! ! Die early! ! !

Savitar let out a roar, and started a frenzied battle with the Flash again. The two terrifying figures intertwined, and they clashed countless times every moment.

Although Savitar has the blessing of the anti-life equation, he was still unable to cause fatal trauma to The Flash for a while.

It's very simple, because Savitar can't control the anti-life equation perfectly. Every time he uses the power of the anti-life equation, Savitar must first perform astronomical calculations and deduction in his brain to confirm the use of energy. Avoid it from getting out of control and eating yourself back.

Every step should be done carefully, for fear of any negligence.

Even though Savitar is the fastest man who is second only to the Ultimate Flash, even if he can instantly complete a terrifying amount of calculations with his endless speed, but what he is facing is the Flash!

The Flash who created the Wall of Speed ​​and Force and made countless ancient gods hate him!

The extreme speed of running has already crossed the boundary of language and reached the meaningless level. Every time Savitar confronts The Flash, the terrifying calculations he performs are essentially a burden at the extreme speed.

When the speed was so fast that it was meaningless, when the Flash exhausted his own strength to face Savitar, the so-called terrifying amount of calculations became a drag.

Savitar needed calculations, The Flash didn't.

Calculations take time to buffer, and The Flash doesn't.

Every powerful attack of Savitar is the control of speed, but Flash, he himself is speed!

Boom!

A golden speed force lightning, with unparalleled power and sharpness, pierced Savitar's chest viciously, and the golden lightning condensed by the terrifying materialized speed force, with the Flash's crazy compression Ten thousand times the arc of lightning speed pierced Savitar hard, creating a horrific wound.

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

Savitar grinned grinningly, with his high-frequency vibrating hands in the ultimate run, he kept the lightning on his chest and pulled it out fiercely!

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

"Kill you, I'm the god of speed!" Savitar crazily rushed towards the Flash, he was almost insane.

In other words, when he blackened and chose to kill his lover and brother, he was already insane, and the long time spent in the Speed ​​Force Prison only made him even more insane.

"The God of Speed... For you, the mere God of Speed ​​means everything?"

The Flash finally couldn't bear it anymore, he stood quietly on the spot, slowly raised his hand and took off his hood, revealing that face full of vicissitudes and the breath of time.

Very peaceful.

Yes, peace, the greatest Flash who has survived for an unknown number of years and seen countless events, just watched this Savitar peacefully.

That gaze was like looking at a violent... child.

Savitar was surprisingly angry, the kind that was maddened by anger.

"It's that kind of look again, it's that kind of look again!! You damn thing, don't look at me with that kind of look!!!" Savitar ran away, rushing over, arcs of electricity turned into terrifying lightning, accompanied by Countless figures slashed at The Flash fiercely.

But no matter how he attacked, Flash just blocked everything calmly. Even the terrifying power from the anti-life equation still couldn't effectively affect Flash.

Finally, The Flash easily grabbed Savitar's arms.

"The extreme speed is only the extreme speed."

The Flash looked flat: "You focus on speed and regard the Speed ​​Force as your slave. No matter what the occasion, you use it as a slave, as a humble consumable. What you can get from the Speed ​​Force is only It's just speed."

"But there are many things that supernatural speed can give you, and speed is only one of them!"

"But you, just mastered the speed!"

The Flash easily grabbed Savitar's arms, and then raised his kick and kicked the opponent's chest. The terrifying force smashed the already tattered battle armor, and even Savitar's speed force-enhanced The body was kicked into a depression.

The two arms were torn off by the Flash on the spot, with blood on them, and the penetrating red was vaporized by countless arcs the moment it flowed.

Savitar flew backwards, covered in blood, writhing in embarrassment at the end of time, and when he got up again, more Speed ​​Force was roughly pulled by him to repair the wounds on his body.

Brand new arms are proliferating at an accelerated rate.

"How...how did this happen...you..." Savitar looked at the golden Flash in disbelief. This person who was supposed to be his old enemy only showed some fangs slightly, and turned to Sa Weita. Weta dealt a heavy blow.

Although this trauma is only temporary.

However, the most terrible thing is that Savitar's proud self-esteem and strong confidence have been severely damaged.