The end of the world starts from the global copy

"It's also a fundamental problem."

"Then what brings power?"

"Power! Only power can bring power! Only then can people realize the ideal justice!"

"Later..."

The image in Ant-Man's eyes flashed again.

He could see that the man named Justice was getting stronger and stronger!Until it is so strong that no one can disobey him!

Xingyao Universe Federation?

In front of the iron hooves of the empire and the evil god of justice, they are just weak and doll-like existences!

The once behemoth collapsed, and the man named Justice once again stood in front of Xingyun.

"I was wrong once, and you were wrong too."

"There is absolute justice in this world."

"Because absolute power means absolute justice!"

Xing Yun said: "You've gone astray..."

Justice spoke again: "No, I didn't. I regret that I didn't think of this sooner."

The voice in my heart picked up the words.

"I often wonder... If I had the strength of natural disaster level when I was young, wouldn't my father need to do the difficult problem of choosing between the two? The man who escaped from prison was just a small animal in front of the natural disaster level. Little chicken, if you pinch it, it will die."

"I would think again... If I have evil god-level power, would the Xingyao Universe Federation really dare to invade my world? Impossible, they won't even have time to hide from me!"

"I still think... If I have absolute strength, can I prevent all tragedies from happening?"

"I'm thinking again... If I have absolute strength, is the justice I advocate the justice of everyone?"

"Finally, I got the answer."

"Yes, sure!"

"The empire is my extension, my tentacles, and my justice is the justice of trillions of citizens of the empire."

"My words are absolutely correct!"

"Because I have the power to crush everything."

"So, a conclusion can be drawn."

"In the world, as long as there is absolute power, there is absolute justice!"

"This is my justice!"

Ant-Man's lips quivered.

"I don't agree with your statement..."

The voice in my heart sneered.

"I don't need your approval."

"I only need the obedience of others. If you don't obey, you will die... As long as I kill all those who do not recognize my justice, then my words will still be absolute justice and the only justice."

"Now, the man named Doyle Willie."

The voice in my heart returned to the smile.

"You should be able to see that you are in a similar situation to that man named Justice."

"I'll give you a choice..."

"And this choice was also the choice Xingyun gave me back then."

"Admit defeat and surrender, I will retain 80.00% of the population of this planet. The death rate of one out of five is not high."

"Continue to resist, and everyone will die."

"And before that."

After the words fell, Ant-Man suddenly regained his perception of the outside world.

He didn't see Justice and Eternity, but saw the scholar around him suddenly go limp and lay on his back.

As justice says.

The essence of this dungeon is an unsolvable dungeon - if the normal logic is followed, the entry of the Imperial Fleet is inevitable from the very beginning, and there is no room for players to complete the dungeon perfectly!

The evil god can't do it himself?

so what?

A little bit of hands and feet is enough to make the players burnt out!

Ant-Man suddenly turned his head and looked at the ball of light ahead.

The voice in my heart sounded again.

"Choose."

"Sacrificing the few to achieve the many, isn't that your justice?"

"It's pretty clear how to choose, right?"

Ant-Man's lips moved: "I...you..."

Closing his eyes in pain, Ant-Man couldn't help but growl.

"What the hell are you trying to do!?"

Since justice has already given the "correct" answer, why let him make a choice! ?

No matter how you choose, you will not get good results. What is the need for Ant-Man to choose or not?

"Necessary."

The voice in my heart said so.

Bring a little fun, bring a little fun.

"How do you say something? There is no medicine for regret in life. If I can go back to the past, I will slap myself a few times..."

"All in all, you are very similar to me when I was young, so looking at you is like looking at myself when I was young."

"I'm really curious about the choices you can make...whether it's the same as me or different from me."

"You are like a repeat of my life."

"Is there anything more interesting in the world than this?"

The evil god named Justice was too excited to restrain.

The Cthulhu named Eternal just watched Justice and Ant-Man.

Shaking his head slightly, Eternity said softly in a voice that only he could hear.

"Twisting the concept of justice into strength, no longer pursuing justice, but only pursuing the justice of absolute power."

"Justice, injustice!"

"I like to see the extreme prosperity of breeding go to the decline of breeding."

"Breed, don't breed!"

"Pursue eternity but never get it, but trap yourself in eternity in the strange circle of time."

"Eternal, not eternal!"

Such a god!

Chapter 161 Death, Not Death

Justice, based on everything he has experienced, explained a simple truth to Ant-Man.

Justice is based on power, and those without power are doomed to be unable to implement the justice they want.

He wrote an equal sign between power and justice, and embarked on a seemingly correct, but actually distorted "brilliant road"!

"Then young man... how would you choose?"

The voice of justice in the bottom of my heart implied expectations.

He seems to want to see Ant-Man make the choice he once made - to continue to insist on his justice called sacrificing the few and achieving the majority.

He seemed to be expecting, expecting Ant-Man to give a completely different answer.

——An answer that runs counter to the original self.

but……

"It's different...it's different between us."

Ant-Man stumbled and said so.

He understands that there is a difference between himself and Him, but when it comes to specific things, he doesn't know where the difference lies.

The same noble background, the same tragic experience, the same difficult choice.

After a long silence, Ant-Man opened his mouth: "You think that absolute power is equal to absolute justice... Maybe you are right. But the problem is that none of us has absolute power."

"I don't have it now, and neither did you in the past."

The voice in my heart said: "Yes, that's right...and then?"

"Surrender, kill on May Day. Or resist, all will be destroyed."

Ant-Man slowly clenched his fists.

At this moment, at this moment.

He understood his situation.

The voice in his heart is executing his justice—the justice called strength determines everything, and the strong represent justice.

He asks questions, He makes choices.

that is it.

He never regrets his original choice.

After all, He lacked strength at that time.

He also didn't mean to make up for regrets from Ant-Man.

After all, those past regrets cannot be made up for at all.

His choice may be able to affect the fate of countless people, but it cannot affect him or them alone.

This is the game of the gods.

As for Ant-Man, this world is just a chess game in the game of the gods.

Take a deep breath.

"I choose..."

"Boom!"

Before the sound fell, a violent explosion sounded loudly!

……

The barber has become a big table dish.

However, Xiao Gao's cooking skills are indeed incomparable with chefs.

There are a wide variety of dishes, some are burnt, some have a lot of salt, and some have a lot of sugar.

All in all, it just doesn't taste that way.

The chef was delicious, he chewed slowly and savored carefully, but he rarely scolded his incompetent apprentice loudly, Xiao Gao couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

Sitting next to the chef, Lu Ming stretched out his chopsticks and refused to eat. The same was true for the shadow, but Yaya frowned and gulped.

Liu Jiang also had a taste of it, and shook his head at Xiao Gao with a wry smile, indicating that this dish is really unpalatable...