The middleman is never a settled guy.

He flew through the tragic battlefield, and his cold expression did not have the humility and respect he had when he faced the Lord of Chaos just now, but instead showed indescribable cruelty and chill.

boom!

As he moved forward, the middle man tore a dark multiverse god to pieces with expressionless expression. Two completely opposite forces, the power of order and the power of chaos, surged out from his body. In the collision, powerful attacks far exceeding a single force continued to burst out.

In a blink of an eye, several level 8 gods died at his hands.

No one knows that compared to the two gods of Order and Chaos, he, the middleman who exists as a bond, is the one who can fight the most, and has the authority to control chaos and order at the same time.

An ordinary level eight existence will die if you encounter him.

"The war came too early. If it could be a little later... it would be useless."

The middleman is walking on the grand battlefield with his eyebrows down, seemingly low-key and cautious, and is more fierce than anyone else when he starts. The two ultimate rule forces that are against tit, there is no barrier in the hands of the middleman, and they can soar in geometric multiples to produce even more fearful power.

It is no exaggeration to say that on this battlefield, as long as the quasi-level nine-level person does not take action, the man in his middle will be the top of the pyramid.

This is also the first time that the middleman no longer hides his power and begins to burst out the tip of the iceberg of his own strength.

"If I were given a little more time, I would not need the power of the two multiverses at all, and I would be able to stand at the level where all the ancient gods would look up to."

The middleman sighed secretly.

According to him and order, chaotic plans, and the war in the multiverse are useless things, and their plans are the most valuable ones.

What is a mere super cosmic level?

Their goal is the omnipotent universe level!

As long as it succeeds...

pity……

“It’s all useless things.”

The middleman looked gentle and compassionate, sighed deeply, stretched out his hand, and stopped the Dark God who had just killed the mother ring.

"Hollenmayer? I heard that your body has been on the wall of origin. If you don't hide your clones well, why are you involved? Do you want to die?" The middleman sighed.

Opposite him, Horenmeier, who was fighting for Barbatos at this time, looked full of violence, threw away the corpse in his hand, crushed the mother ring made of many lamp rings, and said with a grim smile: "Everyone has ambitions, I have them too. I want to use this war to allow my clone to stand at the super cosmic level, and I want to gain the power of revenge!"

It’s nothing to surrender to Babatos. As long as Babatos can always keep the lead, then these guys will always be loyal lackeys - until they have the ability to fight back, they will turn against each other without hesitation.

This is the common law of the dark multiverse. Barbatos knew that their eight-level existence was clearer, and all loyalty was based on absolute strength.

Similarly, this time, the melee between two major multiverses was triggered. They participated in it and worked so hard, but they also had the idea of ​​intercepting the truth.

What if it is done? Who can stand at the eighth level? Which monster is not a monster that surpasses billions of lives? All they lack is an opportunity, an opportunity to surpass themselves and advance to the super cosmic level.

"Bored, die."

The middleman waved his hand impatiently and looked at another idiot who kept talking about the super-large universe. It was just super-large. What is it?

The middle man closed his arms, the power of order on the left and the power of chaos on the right, and the moment the explosion gathered and exploded, terrifying energy was born, constantly superimposing towards more terrifying levels.

The rule power containing two extreme forces blasted out of the middleman and suddenly rushed towards Hollenmeier.

A fierce battle broke out on the battlefield of almost level 8.

The reason why it is not the most intense is that the Infinite, the second of the Five Great Gods, is currently fighting against several Darkseids with one's own strength, and steadily gaining the upper hand. He even squeezed one out of his hands, looking at ease.

Darkseid's omega ray hit Infinite body and was directly ignored by Infinite.

On this battlefield, having super-level combat power but being in the infinite level of multiple levels is simply an unsolvable bug. Whoever touches her will die.

The middleman rudely blasted Holmeer's defense, and two palms containing different powers grabbed it, pressing Holmeer's head and tearing it hard!

Hollenmeier exploded on the spot.

"You have been ruined by someone, and you still want to rise again by relying on your clone? What a rescued fool."

The middleman was slow and fierce, but he started with great force. The bursting Holrenmeier once again ushered in the attack of the middleman, and his form of existence was also destroyed in all aspects.

The power of chaos disrupted his self-healing process, and the power of order forcedly erased this process, Horenmeier's clone was considered to be finished.

"Bastard! Bastard!" Horenmeier roared, and the face that gathered finally was full of resentment, but was beaten by the middleman the next second.

Hollenmeier, die.

The middleman sighed: "It's all useless things..."

How great would it be if they could find the Court of Life. According to his plan, the Court of Life, which exists purely as a certain duty, should be brought into being by him, who is incorporating order and chaos, without hindering the acceptance and annexation.

With the help of the Lord of Order and the Lord of Chaos, the judicial authority of the Life Court will be greatly weakened, and this is their opportunity to integrate into the Life Court.

The middleman couldn't help counting with his fingers, using the life court as the carrier of the omnipotence, and the two gods of chaos act as the hub for controlling the carrier... Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk t

Just find the Court of Life and find a way to swallow him.

He even thought of the name, and he called Logos, an almighty god who is not a new birth, replacing or even surpassing the court of life, is simply perfect.

...

The scale of the war is getting bigger and bigger, and some hidden guys on the multiverse are simply confused and are trapped into the battlefield. In the end, even the multiverse is not spared.

Only one place is safe and sound.

The main universe has a force that is so powerful that all the existences present will tremble.

Some of the people who are not afraid of death lean over and are wiped into ashes by that powerful force on the spot. No matter how they exist, they will be wiped out in an instant.

"What exactly is there in the main universe?"

Countless strange eyes were cast, with fear and fear on the face of careful avoiding the main universe.

It’s incredible that it’s just something that exists here!

Soon, after carefully avoiding the main universe, the battle situation reached its peak again. A group of gods stood hysterically in the world of Wantianyi, which had almost been destroyed into a white land, and had fought wildly!

"Fortunately we released the Primitive Transcendent. If even the main universe is destroyed, the Origin universe will be completely exposed."

"Even if we don't release it in advance, we are not afraid of these crazy guys."

"Don't be too optimistic... The editor-in-chief has sent the news back, we..."

The people in the editorial department had strange expressions on their faces. When they heard the editor-in-chief's word, they immediately closed their mouths and lowered their heads to busy themselves with their affairs.

It's really crazy that the editor-in-chief's plan scared them.

…………

The main universe.

No matter how chaotic and desperate it is outside, it is safe and sound, and there is an immeasurable terrible force protecting it. No matter how powerful it strikes, it will be erased in an instant.

There are also several level eight gods who have proved this with their lives.

No one dares to provoke the Lord Universe.

At this time, the transcendent hugged left and right, and walked into the White House with a huge team of beauties that were enough to form a strengthening group.

The war in the multiverse had no impact on him at all. Compared to the fighting of children, becoming president is something that transcendents care more about.

He finally stood at the peak of power!

The original transcendent has a burst of mentality! This feeling of satisfaction was only when he was huddled by him.

"...Yes, wars from the outside world will not affect you. I will use my strength to protect you. This is my duty as president..."

"I promise that there will be no more boring crimes on this planet. Believe me, I will arrest them all and stuff them into a pit."

"What? Superheroes? These guys can retire."

The transcendent talks to the camera, but no one can refute anything.

At least these politicians have no idea what the limit of the transcendent is, and they do not know that the transcendent is protecting them with his power, otherwise they would have been bombarded as slags long ago.

Gotham City.

The citizens who had just recovered from the chaos expressed sincere gratitude and cheers for their new president. Many of them were supposed to have died, but the transcendents resurrected them, helped them move the volcano away and rebuilt the city.

Bruce looked at the city silently through the monitoring equipment.

The dim bat cave was full of mess, and the bats were still buried underground, motionless.

"Master, what do you want to drink?" Alfred walked over.

"A glass of water is good. You know, I rarely drink anything without nutrition." Bruce's huge and somewhat deformed body was standing silently without looking back.

"I think you may be interested in some new drinks in the past few years of the dark multiverse... In recent years, many new drinks have been launched on the earth. I would like to recommend them to you."

Alfred opened the freezer, took out some drinks from it, put them carefully on the tray, and then brought them to Bruce.

Bruce was silent for a moment, picked up one of the bottles, carefully pinched the thick fingers and slowly opened them.

Then, I sucked all the entire bottle like a sucking oral liquid.

"It tastes good." Bruce whispered.

After saying that, he continued to stare at the screen.

"What are you looking at? Hasn't the laughing bat been pressed underground by the President?" Alfred asked.
To be continued...