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"Flee, Clark, the day of destruction is here."

Without waiting for the humiliated Clark to ask him something, Downey answered indifferently.

Clark ran to stop him. Although it was a little late and it was useless, he was indeed worthy of the title of Son of Justice.

Megatron walked over with a shocked expression on his face.

He knows what Doomsday means.

"Could it be ours..."

"No, it's a visitor from a different universe, a monster that the gods are afraid of, the source of all the days of destruction." Downey said.

Megatron was silent.

Starscream got up from the ground with a dazed expression. There was a pit in his stomach. It was hit by Clark when he first arrived, and Starscream flew away with a punch.

Clark also became serious. "What did you find?"

"I said, the day of destruction is here."

Downey no longer pays attention to Clark, everything is not important anymore, if he can't pass this level, he will die.

The enemy is the day of destruction, and you won't stop if you don't kill everyone.

The Transformers immediately accelerated the speed of plundering vibration gold.

Downey also stopped replacing Wakanda's soil, thinking solemnly.

A gust of wind blew by.

"It's too late to regret, please, I'll help you." A little girl appeared next to Downey, and the people around didn't notice it. She looked at Downey and said so.

"Can you survive the day of destruction?"

There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Downey's mouth.

The little girl disappeared immediately.

Even if she came from her own body, she couldn't be the opponent of the Doomsday. She was in charge of the death and end of all living beings, but it was of no use to the Doomsday that overcomes death.

Downey was about to leave Wakanda when another light appeared.

This time, everyone saw it.

A square chair appeared suddenly, floating steadily in the air, and a man with a helmet was sitting on it, his face was extremely serious.

"Earth creatures, terrible enemies are coming." The man said solemnly.

"You are the guardian of this planet, the existence that people rely on, and everyone is counting on you."

The man looked at Downey.

"People count on me, who do I count on? Do you?" Downey's face remained unchanged, and he answered plainly.

"No, no, I can't beat that monster." The man shook his head with a wry smile.

Megatron raised his weapon and snarled, "Who are you?"

"Don’t be nervous, my name is Metron, the guardian of all knowledge of the past and present, the peeper of thoughts and timelines, not your enemy. On the contrary, I’m here to remind you that the crisis has come, this time, It is a crisis far more desperate than the Sannomiya invasion."

The man sitting in the chair said, "Donny, I know your name, and I know that you resisted the third house and saved the universe, but the end has come again."

Downey stopped the other people who wanted to question, and looked thoughtfully at the chair under Mitron--or the throne was more appropriate.

"Are you the new **** of knowledge now?" Downey asked suddenly.

Mettron was stunned, a little surprised, and then nodded calmly, "I just took this seat from Mobius, and I just became the **** of knowledge not long ago. But you, you actually recognized this chair at a glance. The origins are really surprising. Logically speaking, you shouldn't know this..."

"Don't use the common sense you know to test me, Mettron." Downey interrupted Mettron and said lightly, "Even if you are the **** of knowledge, you can't know everything."

Mettron nodded clearly and had an unexpectedly good temper: "You are right. I am indeed a little arrogant. I will reflect on it. I know that there are secrets in you. For example, I still don’t know you are. How to beat Sannomiya."

"Of course it's my own method." Downey responded casually.

Metron, a well-known peacemaker in DC, always likes to mediate all kinds of complicated contradictions.

Once, this guy even went to the realm of the gods and met Darkside and Heavenly Father directly, trying to mediate the conflict between this pair of mortal enemies.

In the end, he succeeded. With a single mouth, he delayed the upcoming war between the Apocalypse Star and the New Creation Star, and brought a hundred years of peace to the two planets.

Although it was useless, the war soon broke out again.

And Mitteron himself, without any strength, relied on this magical chair under his ass.

This chair, named "The Mobius Chair", is a powerful computer made by Mobius, the ruler of the antimatter universe, and is not limited by time and space.

Later, Mobius found a more powerful weapon, and resolutely abandoned the chair, which was then taken by Metron to obtain it.

In other words, whoever can sit on this chair is the **** of knowledge, and even if the person sitting on it is a pig, he will become a **** of pigs.

Well, it seems that Metron has done the first peacemaker business to Downey's head.

He was full of confidence. After sitting on the chair of Mobius, he jumped into the **** of knowledge. The vast sea of ​​knowledge and secrets made Metron intoxicated and his mentality a little expanded.

Downey glanced at Metron coldly, especially the chair under him, and turned to leave.

"Listen, Downey, you are in a dangerous situation right now." Mettron looked at him condescendingly, sitting on his chair.

Downey turned his head, "So, how do you want to help me? An enemy like the Ancient Destruction Day, how can you help me?"

"Ancient Destruction Day has something to desire, Downey, I can clearly feel this because I have all the knowledge."

"Give that thing to him, and then expel him, you can keep your universe, keep Wanda, keep Max, keep the raven...and you can also keep yourself."

Mitron said seriously~www.NovelMTL.com~ A pair of white eyes exuded a white luster.

Downey paused for a while, raised his head, and looked at the newly promoted **** of knowledge seriously, lost in thought.

The **** of knowledge... are all so arrogant? Mobius shouldn't abandon this chair, because there is one more idiot enslaved by the chair in this world.

Mitron talked eloquently: "Listen, no one is an opponent of the Ancient Destruction Day. I do it for your own good. As long as you hand over something like that, he will definitely leave... I have never seen that monster desire something so much. Something."

As he spoke, he showed concern everywhere, trying to persuade Downey to take the initiative to hand over the unknown thing, as if this could save Downey's life.

"Metron, it's not Day of Destruction that yearns for that thing, but you!"

Downey sneered, with a hint of coldness, quietly rising, "Because you are also eager to know my secret, you want to know how I defeated Sannomiya."

Midron looked down at him with a serious face: "I just do it for the future of this universe."