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Fu Rong's eyes were about to split, and he watched the colorful colors in his body begin to disappear, and the flesh and blood that had been isolated for more than 10 billion years returned.

After the last drop of color was stripped by Optimus Prime, Fu Rong had restored his original appearance.

That is a...mortal person no different from ordinary earthlings.

A mortal without any supernatural powers.

Helpless eyes looked down, Wu Rong looked weakly at his violently shaking hands. They were his original hands, but they weren't what he wanted.

He lost.

He didn't lose to Optimus Prime, he didn't lose to anyone, he just lost to the Black Death Emperor.

Fu Rong overestimated himself and seriously underestimated the Black Death Emperor, so that he had the illusion that he was almost the same as the Black Death Emperor.

The Black Death Emperor is a lamp beast, and Wo Rong is just a powerful mortal.

call out!

The Black Death Emperor chopped down the sickle, and it was in the middle of the spine of Fu Rong. He had already lost his desire to fight, and the collapse of Fu Rong was chopped into two pieces on the spot.

The power of death was overwhelmed, and Fu Rong's body quickly dried up. Under his confusion, Fu Rong stepped into death.

"I can't kill him."

The Black Death explained to Optimus Prime reluctantly.

Don't look at him cleanly and cleanly, but even if he is the black death emperor, he can't kill the coordinates of the evil.

The Black Death Emperor is now part of the infringement spectrum, and there is no way to kill a creature selected by the emotional spectrum, even if it is just a human being.

Killed countless times, the evil Rong will be reborn countless times under the protection of the emotional spectrum.

Optimus Prime said in a low voice: "Don't worry, someone will deal with the trouble. Now, you can go back."

Black Death Emperor: "???"

Are you particularly poisonous?

The Black Death Emperor didn't say a word, and subconsciously tightened his sickle tightly, thinking about the possibility of smashing the two-fifth boy to death with a single knife.

When he was only able to use him, how urgent and impatient Optimus Prime was, but now it is good, Wu Rong was hacked to death, and immediately can't wait to drive him away?

Beast, this is.

If it weren't for Optimus Prime as the only remaining medium...The Black Death emperor was about to move, the little bit of cold light in his eyes became brighter.

"I want to clean up this dirty and chaotic world. As the person I choose, you should stand on my side."

The Black Death Emperor fixed his eyes on Optimus Prime, and he swears that if Optimus Prime opens his mouth to drive him away, he will hack Optimus Prime to death first.

Anyway, he is not afraid of new gods.

Optimus Prime simply took off the black lamp ring and looked up at the black death emperor.

Click!

The media was interrupted, and the black death emperor's figure began to appear blurred. He was about to be driven back to the world of the dead by the power of light. After all, this is the territory of the spirit of existence.

"I remember you, Optimus Prime! You and Downey share the same shamelessness and despicability!"

The black death emperor issued a gloomy threat, the door behind him opened wide, and the world of the dead called, and the figure of the black death emperor immediately disappeared and was swallowed by the world of the dead.

"Will this irritate him?" Raven asked cautiously.

"will not."

Optimus Prime calmly said, putting on the black lamp ring again.

The power of death reappeared, and the Black Death emperor came with a terrible rage. Even if Optimus Prime tried to prevent him from coming from the world of the dead, the Black Death Emperor couldn't care about it and insisted on killing him to the main universe.

Then Optimus Prime took off the ring again.

Stopped abruptly.

Then he put it on again.

Then it was taken off again.

The black death emperor finally didn't move, he simply squatted in the world of the dead, refusing to move anyway.

Everyone present fell into weird silence, thinking in their hearts, the Black Death Emperor is probably trying to kill Optimus Prime, right?

Optimus Prime, you have changed, you are really poisonous.

Click!

Megatron used reality gems to create a walnut, then smashed it with his fist, and handed it to Optimus Prime: "I will smash the walnut with infinite gems for you to eat."

Too Nima show, and now the black death emperor guesses that he has the heart of slaughtering Cybertron.

"We are over here, and we just need to wait for the results on the other side."

Optimus Prime relaxed slightly. The eight lamp rings on his fingers were still shining with different lights. The confrontation between the seven lamps and the black lamps was always going on. Even with Optimus Prime’s terrible will, they could not avoid each other. Internal friction.

Can only use time to kill.

The Ring of Origin exuded a deep light, lying quietly in the palm of Optimus Prime, becoming ordinary again, waiting for the next recovery of Fu Rong.

"End? No, you are wrong about that, this is just the beginning!"

Atoshitas got up with scars, his eyes were extremely brutal, and he looked fiercely at the five little blue men who had regained their freedom.

"Blood debt and blood repayment, this is the concept of the Red Lantern Corps. Now, it is time for you to use your blood to repay the debt."

Atoshitas led the Red Lantern Corps and quickly surrounded the five guardians.

The blood feud between the two parties is really insoluble. The mass extinction of the entire sector 666, hundreds of millions of lives were slaughtered by the Guardian's First Legion.

Many lantern men gathered together with different expressions, some sneered, some hesitated, and more people looked at the scene blankly and indifferently.

"Optimus Prime, stop them."

Ganser ordered decisively.

Optimus Prime stood in place. Behind him, a few lantern men, such as Tomare and Kilovoge, looked at the five guardians indifferently. Not only did they not intend to help, they even showed hatred on their faces. And cheerful expression.

"No one here will pay for the traitor, guardian, you have betrayed the warriors who respect and love you." Optimus Prime said lightly.

"Don't forget, we trained you, and we gave you the lamp ring!" Ganser looked cold and indifferent.

Megatron sneered suddenly, his eyes full of cruelty. He appeared in front of Ganser and grabbed Ganser. His blood-colored eyes revealed cruelty, and he let out a gloomy laugh: "At that time, the Lantern Ring was bestowed by you. Yes, I clearly remember that a guy named Abin Su chose Optimus Prime, not you."

"Moreover, you dare not refuse to give it!"

Just as Megatron was about to squeeze Ganser, the Sunwalker of the Blue Lantern Legion suddenly shot, using the blue of hope to interfere with Megatron's consciousness, blocking it for a second.

"Gancer shouldn't die!"

The Sunwalker said quickly, with an anxious expression: "He is the only conscience among the guardians. He is holding a selfless heart to maintain the order of the Lord's universe. Neither Ganser nor Seto deserve to die!"

But he said it was too late.

puff!

With a little effort, Megatron squeezed Ganser into flesh.

The expressions on Optimus Prime, Tomare and others changed very slightly, but everyone did not say anything, quietly watching the guardians greet their destiny.

"You--" The gentle Sunwalker showed anger on his face.

The entire Blue Lantern Corps gathered around, looking at Megatron angrily.

The Blue Lantern Legion, originally the legion created after Ganser was expelled from the Guardian sequence, symbolized indelible hope.

"He has been brainwashed and turned into a ruthless weird thing. The Green Lantern Corps has been wiped out. Ganser has worked hard. He is damned."

Megatron threw the shattered corpse aside and smiled contemptuously.

Atoshitas roared loudly, extremely dissatisfied with Megatron's killing of a guardian, and he wanted to squeeze these little blue men to death with his own hands.

The remaining four guardians finally couldn't maintain their composure, and hurriedly said: "Sunwalker, we order you to block them! Whether it is Atoshitas or Megatron!"

But Sunwalker just glared at Megatron angrily, then turned and left with the Blue Lantern Corps.

He didn't even glance at the remaining four people.

"Kill them!"

Atoshitas grinned, a group of Red Lanterns with red eyes, roared and rushed forward, eating the Guardian in the most cruel way.

That's right, it wasn't the division of the corpses, it was the division of food. One person, one bite, gave the four noble guardians alive, all of them were crazy.

Every red-light soldier has a **** feud with the guardians.

The era of the guardian is over.

Numerous legions were in the same place, quietly watching the guardian's miserable end, and then left one after another.

Before leaving, the young girl said to Optimus Prime: "The black lamp ring is in your hands. We hope you can keep this thing forever, and don't let the black death emperor raise his butcher knife to the living."

Soon, only the many fighters from Cybertron and a few Green Lanterns with sad faces were left.

Tomare looked at these soldiers and sighed deeply. Is there anything worse than this?

The Green Lantern Corps is almost annihilated.

"You need to rebuild the Green Lantern Corps, re-establish the prestige of the Green Lantern Corps, and recruit enough soldiers."

Optimus Prime patted Tomare on the shoulder again.

The main universe cannot do without the Green Lantern Corps, which is the only unbiased and neutral emotional legion, and it is not easy to go to extremes.

"Can't you stay?" Tomare asked seriously, "Compared to me, you are the most suitable candidate."

Optimus Prime fell silent for a while, and after a while, he said, "I have my own things to do."

The Ring of Origin slowly floated, and suddenly disappeared with a white light, and was teleported to Downey's hands.

...

With the end of Lantern No. 1, Downey finally dispatched, wearing a black lamp ring and a white lamp ring at the same time, communicating the emotional spectrum.

"What do you want to do to accept Fu Rong as one of your subordinates?" The spirit of existence suddenly appeared on Downey's shoulder, flicking his wings twice to stand firmly, and wondered.

"Accept the trouble? How can I accept this paranoid who doesn't even have a heart."

Downey stepped into a higher level of emotional spectrum, allowing him to personally enter the black and white lamp ring with super-high authority.

At least it will never accept it now, Cybertron can't afford to toss about a guy who can't communicate. Even if it is the Destroyer King Kong, that is the guy who can control and communicate, but it is not the evil.

Wu Rong also didn't have the value that Downey would value, at least not now.

"Let me say yes first, don't want to use me to deprive the warrior of the authority. I can't do it. The warrior is the coordinate selected by the spectrum. As long as the world inside the wall is not destroyed, the warrior will not die. Who will come? It's useless."

The spirit of existence warned.

Just kidding, Downey definitely can't kill the guy who can't kill the Black Death Emperor.

To some extent, the backstage of the Black Death Emperor is the emotional spectrum, far surpassing Downey, the only god. Even the Black Death Emperor can't use the emotional spectrum to achieve things that Downey can't do.

"If there is a chance, I would be happy to kill him, but I know myself."

Downey stopped speaking, and quickly went deep into the emotional spectrum, using black and white as the medium, and the origin as the guide, looking for disaster.

In this colorful world, Downey didn't know how long it took to shuttle, countless distorted pictures emerged, recording the information of all living beings in this world, and countless emotions were intertwined to establish an emotional world of life and death.

Suddenly, Downey paused slightly, turned his head abruptly, and looked at a fleeting picture, distorted, blurred, disappeared in a flash, covered by more pictures, and finally did not know where it drifted.

If you want to catch up, you can't catch up. It's easy to get lost in this vast world forever.

"What's the matter?" The Spirit of Existence doubted.

"I saw a terrible guy..."

Downey thoughtfully.

He clearly saw just now that a terrible guy was climbing something, trying to break free.

Climb the wall of origin and try to break free from the wall of origin.

"Yuga Khan... That guy is about to come down from the wall of origin..."

Downey looked solemn and pressed a big rock in his heart~www.NovelMTL.com~Yuja Khan is the only monster that can climb the Wall of Origins and can break free by himself. This is in the four generations. Only one.

This is a cruel tyrant. Compared with Yuga Khan, Daxede is as gentle as a good baby. It is difficult for people who have not experienced the era of the suppression of the realm of God by the Khan. The terrible pressure of a tyrant.

Downey recalled the scene he had just glimpsed, his scalp was a little numb.

Nima, this guy can actually crawl around on the wall of origin, like an octopus... Other gods can't even move a finger, this animal can actually crawl around!

The gap is too big! ! !

The **** of origin, Yuka Khan, will return soon. This is destined to shake the entire realm of gods, and it is guaranteed that the realm of gods will usher in a wave of bloodbaths by tyrants as a celebration of returning.

"It's going to speed up."

Downey frowned, the realm of gods was over, and the multiverse was over, and then his Cybertron star was going to be over.

Entering the realm of gods may be spared, and continue to stay in the multiverse, which is waiting for death, and there is nowhere to run.

Of course, it will take a long time to get rid of the trap by Ka Khan, and the wall of origin is not so easy to escape. From the perspective of the multiverse, this time is probably extremely long.

A sense of urgency rose in Downey's heart.

The spirit of existence pecked at the feathers, somewhat disregarded, but did not say anything.

With further deepening, the ring of origin began to recover, shining a faint light, pointing straight ahead.

There, in the interweaving and wrapping of countless emotions, a mass is slowly creeping, like a cocoon, in which human-shaped creatures are brewing.

This thing is the evil evil, the evil evil that cannot kill, no matter how many times it dies, it will be reborn in the emotional spectrum.