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Chapter nine hundred and ninety-three is worthy of my son(2/2)

Darkside pointed at Orian and Scott with great contempt and arrogance.

"Calibaker? Or Greer? Neither of these two can help you now."

The Father's eyes moved quickly, looking at Donny, who was always watching the fun.

Donnie looked at him with a calm gaze.

Send the female god of death who is the best fighter under his command to join the war? What a joke, Donnie is not so bored yet and intervenes in other people's war head-on.

Take advantage of the situation and robbery exceptions.

The Father looked at Kalibak, who seemed to behave in the war, and became increasingly confused and uneasy.

Darkside's son, as far as he knows, is here...

No! No, there is one more!

There is one more not here!!

Clark Kent is not here!

"The Clark Kent, who had betrayed you a long time ago, joined the Superman League and in turn washed away the Apocalypse Star?!"

The Heavenly Father suddenly stepped back and quickly escaped from the battle circle that besieged Darkseid, and shouted: "Orien, come back with me and return to the new Creation Star!"

The sense of crisis in his heart suddenly magnified to the extreme, and the terrible premonition hit the nerves of the Heavenly Father, so that he would rather give up the precious opportunity to defeat and imprison Darkseid.

Don't want it!

He doesn't want all the results of this battle!

As long as you can save yourself!

"Father, what exactly happened? How could the youngest son adopted by Darkside cause harm to our powerful planet?"

Confused, Orion hurried back after his Heavenly Father.

Scott reacted slowly and looked around blankly.

Bang!

"Get out of here, useless waste, it's annoying when you see you!"

Darkside slapped Scott in the face and flew him out.

It's rare that there is no killer.

This tyrant stood on the battlefield, within tens of billions of light years, and did not dare to approach him, even though Darkside seemed extremely weak and embarrassed now.

He stared at the figure of Heavenly Father's hastily gone, and focused on the departure of his own son Orian. His vision was somewhat meaningful.

"I just realized it now. Don't you think it's too late? The only son I value most is Dark Superman! Even if the others are all dead, I don't care!"

Darkside smiles like a creepy smile.

In the distance, Donnie said to Weishandi beside him: "Look, what am I saying? The new creation star is about to fail, and even the basic market will collapse completely."

Emperor Weishan dared not believe it, "Just relying on that adopted son? A Superman adopted by a tyrant?"

"Just because of the Superman who is ignored by everyone." Donny nodded.

Everything will become different.

With his quasi-level ninth level terrifying vision, Donnie has seen a black dot appear above the new creation star.

This figure is so small, it is so insignificant compared to a huge planet.

But it clearly exudes an extinct aura.

"You dare-"
Chapter completed!
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