The motherland is coming, but fortunately I am Doomsday Superman

Chapter 402 The Origin Battlefield of Collapse!
"game over."

DC dream universe, on the viewing platform of the sixth-dimensional universe almighty.

The six-meter-tall Goddess of Creation showed a faint smile at this moment. At this moment, she no longer pretended, but showed a victor's posture with her head held high and her chest up, looking around at the almighty ones around her.

Dozens of DC Almighty fell silent.

No matter how omnipotent they are, they will never count that this competitive game, originally intended to determine the multiple controllers for the sake of fairness, will be won by an acting scam billions of years ago by the goddess of creation.

Those who were counted even included the veteran almighty Darkseid and the new almighty Dr. Manhattan.Whether they were unintentional or intentional, they let a son of the Goddess of Creation enter this multi-faceted battle where the Almighty cannot intervene.

"Is it really over?"

Doctor Manhattan asked while looking at the battlefield of origin.

Death next to him put away the black umbrella in his hand, and nodded calmly: "The three sons of the goddess of creation control a kind of rule power that creates the multiverse. When they are trinity, they are equivalent to the power of the entire multiverse, and even Far more than the."

"It can be said that they in the Trinity are stronger than the Goddess of Creation, and are already equivalent to the Almighty, the weakest Almighty."

"You have also stepped into the realm of omnipotence, and you should understand the difference between omnipotent beings and other creatures." Death looked at Dr. Manhattan.

Almighty and beings under omnipotence are separated by a wall of origin, but also separated by countless universes, which is an absolutely insurmountable moat.

That represents immortality, omniscience and omnipotence!
"I know. It's just, it's a pity."

At this moment, even Dr. Manhattan, who had transcended himself and the universe, showed a little bit of regret.

……

Inside the DC Origins battlefield.

The trinity of the positive monitor, the anti-monitor, and the world forger who plays the role of the old superman, the existence that can be called the real "son of creation" stands in the air.

He still has the tall appearance of an old superman, and his well-defined muscles glow with a sacred and mysterious white light, but the cloak is rendered black by the fusion of energy and rules, but the body no longer releases the slightest energy substance.

Or in other words, He himself is a big universe, and the mere existence here makes this temporary battlefield of origin tremble.

"Since you have seen the Supreme, why don't you kneel down?" The Son of Creation stood in the air on the battlefield, his star-like eyes looked down at the ugly and ferocious silver-white bone spur monster below, and his voice had triple echoes.

Still not kneeling down?

Still not kneeling down?

Still not kneeling down?

The calm words seem to have a rule and magic power, ignoring the isolation of the wall of origin, and the surviving contestants in the battlefield can hear it in an instant.

And at the same time as he heard this plain sentence, it seemed as if the force of gravity ten million times fell from the void.

Pata!

Somewhere on the battlefield, Superboy Supreme was waiting for the end of the game time. As soon as he had the thought of resisting, he was crushed to the floor by the gravity of the mysterious rules.

Another place.

Separated from Yimeng, another multi-faceted strong man chosen by death—the black runner, was still wandering around the battlefield to delay the game time, but the moment he heard the words, he fell from the air on a silver skateboard and died. Down.

Feeling the power enough to suppress the death and speed force in his body, the black runner's face changed: "This is... the almighty power."

Such a situation happened in every corner of the battlefield of origin, and almost no one was spared.

The battlefield area not far from Yimeng and the Son of Creation.

"Since I see the Supreme, I still don't kneel down."

Following the plain words of the Son of Creation, Barbatos, who was manipulating the Laughing Bat, trembled all over, and knelt heavily on the ground with a thump of his knees.

"Master...he is back!"

Barbatos was trembling all over, and two lines of tears kept flowing out from under the iron cone mask of the Laughing Bat, and he didn't know whether it was in horror or fear or joy and celebration.

Supergirl and Supergirl, who were still confronting Barbatos, fell to their knees unbearably, their fists on the ground, trying to stand up again.

Just a word.

The surviving contestants in the entire origin battlefield were unable to take off or even stand. This is a cruel blow from high-dimensional to low-dimensional!

No... No, there is still one person standing on the field.

Under the gaze of the Son of Creation standing at the height of the battlefield of origin, the silver-white bone spur monster still stood upright, holding a golden fist against the rules, even though the floor of origin beneath him had sunk downwards.

"Don't you recognize the facts?" The Son of Creation frowned slightly. In the state of the Trinity, He has completely entered the realm of omnipotence, and can use rules and energy to suppress all existence in this material battlefield.

But why, this multivariate monster with deformed Kryptonian genes doesn't bow its head and give in?

In this regard.

Only destruction can answer Him.

The eyes of Yimeng, the incarnation of Doomsday, flashed the pupil of destruction, and the golden left fist suddenly hammered down, causing a hole in the origin floor. Hit the Son of Creation!
No matter who the opponent is, how powerful it is.

In the dictionary of Doomsday, there is no fear and retreat. He has been fighting all his life, even if he dies, he will crawl out of hell to fight again!

Yimeng followed his instinct and heart, and the phantom of the six gemstones emerged on his head to form a crown. He hit the Son of Creation with his strongest golden right fist, which looked like a roaring, rising sun ushering in destruction. Endless light and heat!

"This is……"

At this moment, the Son of Creation seemed to no longer maintain his composure, his starry eyes flashed an unbelievable color, and he, who was in the omnipotent realm, felt a little threat at this moment.

The crisis forced the Son of Creation to strike with all his strength.

The power of positive matter, the power of anti-matter, and the power of world forging, the trinity, this is the power to create pluralism, and it is also the power to destroy pluralism.

With one palm, the surrounding battlefield of origin, which was like a super-large labyrinth, was unbearably shattered, and the walls of origin collapsed one after another, and the golden sun was submerged under the tide of almighty power in an instant. The aura of origin that dreamed of qualifying for the competition was revealed from it and soon extinguished.

Under the observation of the almighty beings in the sixth-dimensional universe, the almighty battlefield that was originally the size of a Rubik's cube is about to burst like a balloon!
"king!"

Viewing scenes projected across the multiverse by the Almighty.

In DC's diverse original universe, Superman, Black Adam, Atlanta, Steppenwolf and others who watched this scene couldn't believe it.

The undefeated king of destruction, is he going to lose this time?

(End of this chapter)