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Above hyperspace, Mandrake began to gain the upper hand.

The body of the thinking mechanical Superman was covered in cracks, and the left half of his face was almost burned, exposing the metal skeleton inside. But the thinking machine Superman still did not fall. With his tattered cloak fluttering, he blocked the blazing flames thrown by Mandrake from his hands, which was enough power to destroy countless galaxies.

...You can't win...Superman...can't you see...all the stories...and the time of rebirth are coming to an end again...that is Taixu's will...that even overrides me Above...above all monitors...

Mandrake's giant mummy-like body stood upright, and a golden sphere appeared again on the palm of his withered right hand, but this time, the golden sphere began to be covered with a layer of black filth.

All the stories started to become tainted.

...the evil powers are gathering...they will seep into all imperfections...they will plant addiction...they will dominate the minds of all...and turn them into one...and this creation's The New Gods call it the Anti-Life Equation... They have opened this Pandora's box... They think they can control this power... They think they can dictate the direction of the story... How stupid...

Mandrake jumped down, and he knocked the thinking mechanical superman to the ground again. Then he reached out and grabbed the thinking mechanical superman's neck. The dark monitor Mandrake quickly used violent force to knock the thinking mechanical superman's neck down The head was pushed into the lava that seemed to be boiling on the surface of a star in the Sky Blood Layer.

Countless universes, countless parallel realities, and countless stories appear in the fragmented picture. Their frames begin to shrink, their spaces have boundaries, and time has an absolute end in the darkness.

It's as if a vast book is slowly closing, its fate is destined, and everything will go to the same ending.

...Look...Superman...Look...Gabriel...Your futile struggle is just a punctuation mark in a story...Ultimate self-destruction in despair...Superman's story will come to an end. ...These clichéd superhero stories will also come to an end... Do you see it... I hold the transforming super weapon in my hand... These containers that carry all the stories are the anti-death equation... This is the will of Taixu. ...Through the hands of the void that finally awakened...the state of life worse than death will continue forever...until all flaws are plunged into the swamp of pain...and then ended by deep malice...

Mandrake slowly pressed the golden sphere onto the chest of the Thinking Mechanical Superman, and the filth began to squirm, while the golden light burned the broken body of the Thinking Mechanical Superman.

…It’s over…my nemesis…hope no longer exists…this eternal story in hyperspace will also end with your destruction…

Mandrake's scarlet eyes flashed with cruel light, and he opened his mouth full of sharp fangs. He was ready to swallow up all the life force possessed by the thinking mechanical superman.

Suddenly, the thinking machine superman stretched out his left hand, and he grabbed Mandrake's head, and his head, which was firmly pressed into the sky blood layer, was raised with all his strength, and he stared with the same scarlet eyes. Mandrake, that half-destroyed terrifying face still had a determined scowl on his face, "Are you really blind, Mandrake... No, have you forgotten your original identity? "

Mandrake looked with some surprise at the thinking machine superman who actually had powerful power. His hands could not suppress this old enemy, and his head began to shatter under the squeeze.

"You have not been corrupted by the multiverse! Those stories are not flaws in the universe!" The thinking machine Superman's eyes burst out with hot scarlet light, and the heat vision penetrated Mandrake's chest, but this could not kill this man. A mummy-like vampire, his existence is eternal and he is the opposite of life.

The thinking mechanical superman stood up again when Mandrake fell back, with his tattered cloak flying behind him. He clenched his fists and roared, "You saw those lives! You heard the vast polyphony of the multiverse! That! It is life that sings! All stories sing! They create true legends! They give creation the meaning of existence! They also give you the true meaning! Dax Nou! Have you forgotten your name? ?"

The thinking machine superman rushed up, he stretched out his hands and grabbed Mandrake's shoulders. He glared at the terrifying vampire, "Don't kid yourself! You are not Mandrake!"

……No……

Mandrake became frightened for the first time, because he suddenly discovered the intention of the thinking mechanical superman. He hoped to make Mandrake deny himself, deny the meaning of Mandrake itself, and deny the existence of this eternally malicious existence.

The eyes of the thinking machine Superman shot a second heat vision, and the scarlet light shattered half of Mandrake's head.

...you can't kill me...this means nothing to me...I am Mandrake...I am...

Mandrake suddenly saw the right hand raised by the Thinking Mechanical Superman. The cracked hand held a dark prismatic stone. It was a fragment of the Rock of Eternity, which had been discarded in Limbo Prison. The forgotten fragment of the magic center.

"Remember, Dax Noor!" The thinking machine Superman instantly inserted the fragment of the Rock of Eternity into Mandrake's forehead. When the blood burst out, Mandrake finally screamed, and he He saw his former wife, and he saw his son Nick Wu Tan.

The direction of the hyperspace story began to change.

Archangel Gabriel looked up and watched the battle below two beings that surpassed all gods. He finally waited for this moment, and he knew that the war between the multiverses would also reach its final outcome.

A golden light suddenly appeared, and in that golden light, a voice echoed.

...Uncle...I have entered the City of Silver...What should I do...Can I really sit in that chair...

Gabriel smiled because that was Elaine Belloc's voice, that was the new Voice of God.

"Of course, Elaine," Gabriel said, "You will learn a lot, but for now, we have to stop this war in heaven."

...But I don’t know what to do...I don’t want to kill those gods either...Do I really want to do it myself...

"No, Elaine." Gabriel tightened his grip on the flaming sword. He opened his pure white wings and flew up again. His mission here was over. It was time for him to fly again after countless years. Return to heaven, "I will help you, my brothers and sisters and I will go through fire and water for you!"