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The Black Death Emperor was buried by the White Light.

More than a dozen White Lanterns gathered around, with surprise in their eyes.

"We succeeded?" Max restrained the white light, looked at the black lamp zombies around him who suddenly froze, and asked in a deep voice.

Downey glanced at him, "Thinking too much."

With a whoosh, the Black Death Emperor appeared on the spot again with a stiff expression.

Without needing to be greeted by Downey, a group of people immediately raised their white lantern rings and bombarded the Black Death Emperor again.

The Black Death Emperor glanced at these people with cold and fierce eyes, and his whole body was once again swallowed by white light.

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In the distance, a group of superheroes watched this scene uneasily.

"Can't the Black Death Emperor be killed?"

"If death cannot be killed..."

"No, there must be a way to bury him!"

Under the watchful eyes of a group of superheroes with changing expressions, and under the watchful eyes of countless unknown beings who came to spy on them one after another, they watched the Black Death Emperor be killed for the second time.

But it seems that this still can't kill the Black Death Emperor, the darkness is still gathering, the breath of death is still gathering, and a vague humanoid creature seems to take shape again.

It seems that the Black Death Emperor can be killed by the white lamp, but the Black Death Emperor cannot be destroyed.

Downey glanced at the spirit of existence coldly, and cursed, "What are you waiting for! Where's your rebirth power?"

The spirit of existence fluttered its wings, exuding light spots like stars, beautiful and beautiful, but for some reason, many people felt hesitation from him...

"If I terminate the Black Death Emperor directly, you will go crazy, because there is an existence form of the undead that you are paying attention to."

The spirit of existence ignored the third resurrection of the Black Death Emperor, and the ethereal and soft voice resounded.

Downey fell silent, and immediately raised his hand, stretched out his middle finger, and once again exploded the Black Death Emperor who hadn't had time to speak.

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If the Black Death Emperor had complete and abundant emotions, he probably even wanted to die.

At least it's more comfortable than being killed without dignity by these bastard lamps time and time again.

At this time, countless undead in the entire multiverse have come to a standstill, making those living who have been invaded by zombies weep with joy.

However, there are still zombies that can move.

One of them was an old guy who looked like he was getting old, his eyes were empty and bloodthirsty, and he flew erratically all the way to the earth.

Along the way, the white light that was fatal to him began to slowly fade away, consciously letting him enter the earth.

Downey raised his head, and under the gaze of the crowd, he silently looked at the figure approaching him.

"The old bartender..."

Downey murmured in a low voice.

Wanda glanced at Downey worriedly, opened her white lips and wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything, she just sighed softly.

She knew best what this ordinary-looking old guy in front of her meant to Downey.

Until now, Wanda can clearly remember the first time she met the old bartender. It was an old man with a smirk, who was carefully looking after the lawn. Wanda once thought he was a lawn mower. staff……

The spirit of existence became active, and he flapped slowly, flashing across the air like a bright meteor.

"Choose, Donnie. Although I don't know why you know me so well, you know what I'm talking about."

The spirit of existence said: "Choose resurrection or rebirth!"

Resurrection is the power of the Black Death Emperor.

And rebirth is the power of the spirit of existence.

Both have the ability to target the existence of the living, but in very different ways.

But now, the form of the old bartender is "Resurrection", a servant of the Black Death Emperor.

Countless eyes looked over, and many superheroes were confused, they couldn't figure out the current situation... What was that white flying bird talking about?

Donnie showed a rare struggle on his face.

At this time, the Black Death Emperor stepped out of the extremely compressed darkness, and the breath of death on his body was consumed many times,

Extremely weak, he tried to get back the scythe, but the weapon was directly destroyed by the wing of the spirit of existence.

"Death is the destination of the living, Donnie, including you, I am your destination..."

The Black Death Emperor was muttering and talking, and on the other side, madly extracted the energy to maintain his existence from countless zombies and more distant places.

Far away, Death was sitting on a rock, almost wanting to curse.

"What are you hesitating about! Why don't you hurry up and kill the Black Death Emperor!!"

Suddenly, the concept of existence and energy in her body that even a demigod could not reach was sucked away again. This death god was dying, and fell into a state of being on the verge of being wiped out.

It's funny to say that death is really about to die.

Her white skull has a faint tendency to turn green.

Death's face turned green from being blackened, and she felt that she was too innocent.

On Earth, the Black Death Emperor suddenly increased its aura by a small amount, successfully attracting Donnie's attention, and then, before the Black Death Emperor roared, more than a dozen white lights came, and the Black Death Emperor was annihilated again.

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"Rebirth, I choose rebirth! He cannot be covered by the power of the Black Death Emperor, no one has the qualification!"

Donnie took a deep breath.

The spirit of existence was silent for a moment, its wings suddenly opened, and a beam of white light that was so thick that it was far stronger than before hit the zombie hard.

"The old bartender from Earth, reborn!"

The soft voice of the Spirit of Existence whispered that a powerful force crossed the timeline, surpassed the distance of space, and quickly swept through countless time and space and existing life in the multiverse, searching for something.

At this moment, the power of the spirit of existence silenced countless ancient beings, and some thoughts that should not have quietly dissipated.

The spirit of existence is too strong and too weird.

However, the spirit as strong as existence, after sweeping across the multiverse, suddenly withdrew its power, fell silent for a moment, and said to Downey: "The rebirth failed, the life body resisted being reborn."

Downey raised his eyebrows, his face trembled, and he made up his mind: "Then force a rebirth! At least drag him out from the Black Death Emperor, and if it doesn't work, save him first, and then let him commit suicide." gone."

This was the worst idea Donnie could think of.

The old bartender has long lost nostalgia for the world, and embracing death is his own choice.

The Spirit of Existence spoke again: "The forced rebirth failed, the life body is actively offline, and my current power cannot touch his dormant soul for the time being."

Downey's face changed, and an extremely bad feeling flooded his heart.

It seems that there is only one place to rob people with the spirit of existence.

"Hell?"

Downey's throat was dry.

"Why can he go to the underworld?"

"Damn it, I don't believe it even if I'm beaten to death. Just that old bastard who doesn't know how to go to the underworld?! You can't use eight sedan chairs to invite me to the underworld!"

Downey swears, with anxiety flashing in his eyes.

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