"Poor fellows."

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

He pondered as he looked at this closed top world.

After a long time, he let out a sigh.

"Really, poor bunch......"

Those Almighty Gods, if they knew that he was a life that crossed over from the world outside the walls, they would be extremely crazy, but unfortunately, what could they do if they knew, capture him, dissect him?

It's useless.

His essence is a mortal, and he has grown up to the present day through all these years of hard work, even if the Almighty God knows about this and takes him away, he will not get any useful information.

Because even Donnie himself didn't know what the omnipotent universe outside the walls looked like, and he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

Even if—even if the Almighty Gods could really parse some information about the outside world that even Donnie himself didn't know, so what?

Will this information allow them to break through the Wall of Origins? No, it's simply not possible.

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

The American comic world has always been extremely cruel, and what is hidden behind the superhero salvation stories is all kinds of competitions involving bloodline, origin, backstage, and luck.

No matter how awesome your ordinary superhero is, no matter how great and upright you are, and you are respected by the world, you will never be able to fight Superman, Batman, Thanos, and other monsters like father and son.

Every time you rely on hard work to go higher, people will be able to abuse you 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 the fulcrum made Donnie suddenly see through a lot of things, more precisely, thinking of things that he was too lazy to think about in the past.

The Almighty Gods of the world inside the walls are high up, but they are still fighting frantically to be able to go to the world outside the walls, almost mad.

For three generations, countless genius monsters have followed each other, and the only result has been to plaster the Wall of Origins with layers of spectacular wallpaper.

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

Ghosts can enter and leave the Origin Wall at will, you say Yuga Khan is not angry?

Lucifer Michael can freely enter and exit the Origin Wall, and has the ability to run into the void outside the wall to create a multiverse of the same level as the world inside the wall.

Even the Golden Superman plays crossing, do you say that Yuga Khan is not angry?

Angry, Du was so angry that he was dying, so Yuga Khan went up to the Origin Wall twice - oh, not twice, that guy is still sticking to the wall, and he hasn't come down yet.

Compared with the backstage, some efforts are not worth mentioning, and compared with the open hanging, your little hanging is not as good as other people's big hanging, and it is not worth mentioning.

If someone is not convinced, they want to open a bigger hang...... It's not impossible, first of all, pay attention to whether there will be a tenth-level guy who will directly ban the account.

Marvel's Doctor Doom, DC's Yuga Khan, these two guys are typical representatives of the kind of people who have no backstage and can only rely on their own desperate efforts and carry their own hanging, and they have both had highlight moments when they overwhelmed countless Almighty Gods, wanting to destroy whoever they wanted, but in the end they ended up worse than the other.

Cannibalism, open-hanging, and fighting father, these three existences can survive in the American world, and only then can they be qualified to talk about my life, I have to rely on my own efforts to become strong from weak, and I want to slaughter gods.

Everything else, it's all embellishment.

"I'm barely a person with a backstage, although this backstage is not useful, everything has to be up to me......"

Donnie looked down at the world below, a smile on his face.

Although there are some peculiar feelings and some discomfort, in the end, it is still okay to wear a good-looking but impractical tiger skin to scare people.

Lao Tzu is also a man with a backstage, not without it before, but I just don't want to say it, for fear of scaring you stupid dicks!

"It's good to have a backstage, it's good to have a backstage...... In the face of some crazy ninth-level gods, you can pull out the banner of the backstage when necessary, but if it really comes to that time, it means that it is not far from death. ”

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

Fulcrum, the guy who likes to disguise himself as a bartender the most in this comic, is the strongest under OAA, and of course has to be pulled out by Donnie as a backstage.

Not really!

Unbelief? There's a kind of fulcrum you ask! But Fulcrum has a bad temper and likes to kill people indiscriminately, don't blame me if you were killed by Fulcrum!

It's good, it's a very good feeling, at least, Downey is happy with it, and it's good for his plans for the future.

"As long as I don't die, sooner or later, I have to 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 open the Wall of Origin with my own hands, which is an unavoidable threshold...... Many of my plans for the distant future also revolve around opening the Wall of Origins. ”

Downey wandered through the underworld for a long time, and only then did he occasionally come across some dead souls, all of whom were some dead guys who had been brought to the underworld by some means.

Each revenant soul is a conglomerate of multiple double revenants, filled with a large number of memories, erudite and powerful at the same time.

At least Donnie has been around the underworld for so long, and he hasn't seen anyone below level seven.

But Donnie's attention wasn't on that at all, and he quickly thought about his full plan.

Originally, according to the progress of the comics, the damage to the Wall of Origin occurred at the moment of Barbatos' defeat, and when the three giants of Zhenglian gave Barbatos a fatal blow, the powerful force caused by it even directly crossed Barbatos and exploded the Wall of Origin.

Many of the ancient gods were rescued, and although only four of the two fools who called themselves "Omega Titans" showed up to do something, the rest of the creatures were completely nowhere to be seen, either still trapped in other areas of the Origin Wall, or, directly to the Void outside the wall.

Downey never had the luxury of destroying the Wall of Origins entirely, after all, it was created by the life of the Land of Origin.

All he needed to do was open a gap so he could go back and forth.

Long.

Donnie let out a long breath and left the underworld directly, which had nothing left for him to be nostalgic for.

Everything will be good and bad, and Donnie will find a way to make it better.

I'm a man with a backstage! Do you dare to touch me? Fulcrum's temper is not good!

That's right, that's it!

Donnie couldn't be happier!

……

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

"Donnie? How could it be him? Why could it be him?! Savita looked at the Flash gloomily, showing disbelief.

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

"Believe it or not, this is the way it is, what I saw at the end of time is the fact that I witnessed Donnie enter the wall from outside the wall and into the wall, and it was not until the third generation of the earth that he woke up, which is an incredible fact, and anyone who wants to pursue this secret will be disappointed."

The golden flash said lightly.

Those Almighty Gods, one by one, want to seize him and force him to ask for the deepest hidden things at the end of time, but unfortunately, even if they know all this, it is useless.

It can't bring them a substantial increase in strength, let alone a channel to increase their strength.

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

The Flash said calmly: "I've never guarded any secrets, I just want to find a really quiet place to rest well......"

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

"You want to get some rest? Very well, I will help you make this wish come true, and I will let you rest forever!! ”

Savita sneered and let go completely, the anti-life equation in her body roared wildly, mixed with the speed of God, and frantically pounced on the Flash.

The secrets you have are of little value, so you should die!! Die sooner!!

Savita roared, and began to fight frantically with The Flash again, the two terrifying figures intertwined, and each moment clashed countless times.

Despite Savita's anti-life equation, she still doesn't have the ability to inflict fatal trauma on The Flash for a while.

Quite simply, because Savita can't perfectly control the anti-life equation, every time she uses the power of the anti-life equation, Savita has to perform astronomical calculations and deductions in her brain first, confirming the share of energy used, so as to prevent it from losing control and eating herself.

Every step must be taken carefully, for fear of any negligence.

Even if Savita is second only to the Ultimate Flash, even if he can complete a terrifying amount of calculations in an instant with his infinite speed power, he is facing the Flash!

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

The speed of running to the extreme has long crossed the boundaries of language and reached the level of meaninglessness, and every time Savita fights the Flash, the terrifying calculations he makes are essentially a burden at extreme speed.

When the speed is so fast that it is meaningless, when the Flash uses all his strength to face Savita, the so-called terrifying calculation becomes a drag.

Savita needs to calculate, The Flash doesn't.

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

Every powerful attack of Savita is a harness of speed, but Flash, he is speed himself!

Bang!

A golden lightning bolt of divine speed, with incomparable power and sharpness, fiercely pierced Savita's chest, and the golden lightning condensed by the terrifying materialization of divine speed force, with the arc of divine speed force that the flash had frantically compressed hundreds of millions of times, stabbed into Savita fiercely, creating a terrifying wound.

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

Savita smirked, and the high-frequency vibrating hands pulled out fiercely in the extreme running, and the lightning in her chest was pulled outward!

The terrible wound healed quickly, and was filled with anti-life forces.

"Kill you, I'm the god of speed!" Savita frantically pounced on the Flash, he was almost insane.

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

"God of Speed...... For you, does the god of speed mean everything? ”

The Flash finally stopped being patient, he stood quietly in place, slowly, raised his hand and took off his hood, revealing a face full of vicissitudes and years.

It was peaceful.

Yes, peace, the greatest Flash who has survived for an unknown number of years and has seen an unknown number of events, just gazed at this Savita with peace.

That gaze, like looking at a grumpy ...... Child.

Savita was surprisingly furious, maddened by rage.

"It's this kind of look again, it's this kind of look again!! You damn thing, don't look at me like that!! Savita rampage, rushing over, arcs of lightning turned into terrifying lightning, accompanied by countless figures, fiercely killing the Flash.

But no matter how he attacked, the Flash just calmly blocked everything, even if it was a terrible force from the anti-life equation, it still couldn't have an effective impact on the Flash.

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

"Speed is the extreme, it's just the extreme of speed."

The Flash looked flat: "You focus on speed, regard the speed force as your slave, no matter what the occasion, you use it as a slave, use it as a humble consumable, and all you can get from the speed force is speed." ”

"But there is a lot that God Speed can give you, and speed is only one of them!"

"But you've just mastered the speed!"

The Flash easily grabbed Savita's arms, and then, raised a kick and kicked the opponent's chest, and the terrifying force kicked the already tattered armor at that time, and even Savita's body strengthened by the speed force was kicked into a dent.

The two arms, torn off by the Flash on the spot, were covered with blood, and the oozing red color was evaporated by countless arcs in the moment it flowed.

Savita flew upside down, covered in blood and writhing at the end of time, and when he got up again, more of his speed was roughly pulled by him to repair the wounds on his body.

New arms are multiplying at an accelerated rate.

"How could it be...... How so...... What the hell are you ......" Savita looked at the golden Flash in disbelief, the man who was supposed to be his old enemy, but only slightly bared his fangs, and inflicted a heavy blow on Savita.

Although this trauma is only temporary.

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