There are too many strange species in the long universe, most of which are born naturally, and a few are extremely special and are directly created by powerful life forms.

Few Creators created life because of destruction, which seems like a thankless foolishness, painstakingly creating a species and then destroying it with pleasure.

That's what Korao did.

Countless Kryptonians in the universe were destroyed, countless supermen survived, and a large number of superhuman doppelgangers embarked on their own paths according to Rao's plan, giving birth to individuals with superior strength such as gold and silver super.

Only Rao, who has always been hidden behind the scenes, indifferently observing the changes of Krypton in the multiverse, indifferently looking at the countless supermen who hate him to the core.

"You're Superman from the ancient Kryptonian era?" Donnie looked at Rao's bloody face and said lightly.

Rao snorted coldly: "I am Rao, the sage of the ancient Kryptonian era, not a superman. ”

"It doesn't matter, it's just a title anyway."

Donnie looked at Rao after the veil was lifted, and touched his chin, somewhat surprised.

"You have a vendetta against Krypton and your doppelgangers? Such a scourge to them. Donnie asked.

The God of Wisdom opened his mouth and said, "You don't understand...... You are a native, diverse native, unlike those of us who saw the multiverse spread from singular to pluralistic in the early days. ”

Donnie grinned and didn't say anything more. It was a time too far away for Donnie to imagine, and many hidden events broke out at that time, or the seeds were planted at that time, and only now have they germinated.

The Moon God hurriedly said: "At that time, the multiverse was only a small part of the realm of the gods, and no one would have thought that the multiverse would expand indefinitely, and it was from that time that an insurmountable barrier was born. ”

"As long as the life is born from the multiverse, it is naturally a head shorter than the life of the God Realm, and its potential, ceiling, talent, and qualifications are far behind the God Domain."

Donnie was noncommittal: "This is normal, the multiverse is too small to be worth mentioning compared to the realm of gods. ”

Rao shook his head with a smile and said calmly: "But the value of the multiverse is doomed to the tragedy of the diverse natives. The multiverse of infinite replication has become a large experimental field for countless gods, and many ancient beings have secretly attacked the multiverse of that era, burying shadows, waiting for the day of harvest. ”

"For example?"

"Hollenmeier, the god of Mars, the five gods of creation." Rao replied, "Horenmeier does the same thing as me, destroying the planet he created, and then gathering what he needs from the endless corpses, and the five creation gods are similar, but with a gentler approach. ”

"What are they collecting?" Downey asked.

The three main gods who were staring at the wall looked at him in surprise, and even the beauty god who had his head cut off rolled his eyes and looked at Donnie with a look of astonishment.

Donnie chuckled in his heart, and a chill rose.

This is not a boring thing like collecting genetic templates, but ......

"How did you become the One God?" Rao asked him suddenly.

"One more question will kill you."

"Then I won't ask."

Rao shut up decisively and gave Donnie a strange look before he said slowly: "They're collecting their own ......"

Donnie was silent for a long time, and then asked Rao a question: "Is there any other you besides you now?" ”

"If you're talking about me, then there's none, and if you're talking about doppelgangers, there's an infinite number of mes." Rao replied.

Donnie left here in silence, and he didn't have the heart to concoct the four main gods, and with a loud bang, the mother box slowly closed, sealing all possible escape routes, and imprisoning the four Kryptonian main gods inside.

Leaping to the top of the snowy mountain, Donnie sat on his ass and squinted at the howling snow.

On the earth of the Nirvana universe, the signs of life are almost extinct, and the forces of nature regain the upper hand, erasing the traces of humanity little by little, starting from scratch.

Large, terrifying snowflakes fell on the mortal Donnie, piling up more and more, and soon completely submerged Downey's body inside, merging with the icy and snowy world.

Donnie sat quietly, pondering some cryptic message from Rao.

This information is hidden behind the reality that seems to be taken for granted, and it is difficult to guess without breaking it down.

"Unique and pluralistic ......"

For a long time, Donnie sighed deeply.

What is the difference between unique and plurality? At first glance, it seems that it can be distinguished by a simple "non-replicable" and "reproducible".

There will always be only one, which did not exist before and will never be again.

And pluralism can theoretically multiply infinitely countless selves.

There are countless supermen, and even if there is a quasi-only god like Jin Chao, it still does not stop countless of themselves from being born in other universes.

And Rao, as the first Karl El of the ancient Krypton, is the source of all the days of destruction, just as the ancient day of destruction is the source of all the days of destruction, Rao is the source of all supermen.

But in this world, there is only one Rao, but there are countless doppelgangers of Rao.

Rao, the god of Krypton, is madly destroying Krypton in the multiverse, and Horenmeier, the god of Mars, is madly destroying Mars in the multiverse...... And none of them are the only gods.

That's too much information.

"The multiverse is the great testing ground of the ancient gods, and it's apt...... No, it should be said that this is the most realistic reason why the multiverse can exist, the gods need the multiverse, so the multiverse exists. ”

"I seem to understand why some people always say that there is no basis for the birth of one god in the multiverse......"

Donnie's stiff body moved slightly, the snowflakes on his body suddenly evaporated, and he opened his eyes to look at the mountains and rivers.

The life born in the realm of the gods is born as a single individual, unlike the diverse natives, who are born with an infinite number of themselves, no matter what they develop into in the future, there are countless versions of themselves born anytime and anywhere, and everything they do is perfectly replicated.

"It's a fight for the 'source', it's a bunch of hysterical madmen for the source."

Downey was quietly observing his godhead, and at the same time, the distant main universe of Cybertron, the divine power Downey was also observing his small godhead.

The Godhead is the source of high cohesion, and the Godhead represents the only God from the moment of birth, and everything will not be copied, without a trace of superfluity.

But it will always be scarce.