Any form of attack, any technology, rules, and laws will not work, and any ability will be reduced to nothing. The frail human body floating in the universe seems to be an insurmountable barrier.
He can make any energy or anything disappear with just one thought. How could he possibly have the means to harm such a being?
Chu Cheng slowly raised his hand, palm facing outward, and aimed at a battleship on the far left outside the boundary of his field of vision.
Then he waved his arms gently.
A random swipe is like a painter dancing a huge brush on a grand picture. But such a casual sweep seems to come from God's irresistible prohibition.
Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the leftmost battleship, starting from the outermost deck, to the armaments, heavy guns and cabins on the deck, every piece of iron plate and every part began to collapse and disintegrate until they completely disappeared.
Then came the second ship, the third ship, the fourth ship...
Along the direction where his arms were waving, battleships disintegrated and disappeared one after another. At this moment, any cutting-edge technology seemed so pale, and any weapon defense system was useless. The church's most advanced technology and most powerful weapons depended on this supreme will.
Everyone in front of me looked unprecedentedly pale and funny.
It was as if the sky, earth, stars and sky were all his canvases, and a magic eraser swept gently, and everything turned into illusion under that brush.
The only thing that might be a consolation to the invaders is that they can't feel anything.
It was as if they were small characters in a program called "World", easily erased by the delete key with unparalleled divine power. There was no pain, no discomfort, nothing could be felt, it really felt like being deleted from the world.
It's as if they never existed in the first place.
There's nothing they can do.
When facing Superman, they were frightened, but still resisted vigorously. Some people tried to retreat and escape, trying to avoid pursuit by making the battleship flee at full speed in different directions.
But facing this?
There is nothing that can be done.
They had a premonition that even if they ran to the ends of the earth and shrank into the corner of the universe, the opponent would still crush them to pieces in the next second.
No, or does the concept of spatial distance—even distance across the entire universe—really make sense to this monster?
No one knows the answer to this. In an instant, the fleet disappeared with an efficiency that even Superman could not imagine. It was as if they spontaneously exploded into silent fireworks in the starry sky, crushing even the smallest unit parts.
, turned into the dust of the universe.
During this period, the bishop also tried his best.
He used almost all the weapons he had. It was almost the last technological crystallization of the church. He could control what he couldn't control and smashed it out.
But he knew it was useless.
Just like he knew what was going to happen next.
In fact, he understood the moment he saw Chu Cheng appear in person. They were destined to fail, perhaps from the very beginning. Because that was the ultimate goal they pursued, the final form of technology in the dream.
Not limited by weapons or tools, he can transform everything at will, even the truth is in his hands.
That is what the so-called God of Technology should look like.
No, that's not right.
Not sure yet.
The bishop's eyes flashed as he made the last decision in his long and colorful life.
He blew himself up.
Time and space waves, a technology that even the church cannot fully master, is also his ultimate weapon, time.
Using the law as a weapon was the ultimate goal they pursued. At this point in the war, the bishop no longer had any thoughts of victory, nor did he have any ambition to conquer. He just wanted to see where the limit of this power was.
He wanted to see if the man in front of him--the man who seemed to have reached the realm of his dreams--could and how he would solve the difficulties that their church had not been able to overcome.
So this time he had no control, nor was it an aggressive move. The space-time wave exploded with full force, without any target or direction, and simply bombarded the field in the most brutal form.
Chu Cheng, who was the first to bear the brunt, was of course immediately drawn into the vortex. He immediately felt as if his body was being rushed into a strong torrent, and a terrifying force pulled him into the center without any explanation, spinning violently in the current.
In an instant, the picture appeared, as if a strange filter had been added to the scene, changing at the speed of light.
He saw the temple in the starry sky and the star realm. He saw the Green Lantern fighting the heroes and rampaging among the aliens.
Seeing the floating island heading towards the Earth Star, the Legion led by the Avengers fought fiercely with the Cantors.
After a while, he remembered that he seemed to be driving Lawyer Ma out for patrol.
Then I remembered that Iron Man seemed to have a press conference to do.
But before he had time to do anything, he had transformed into Batman and landed among the gangsters. The Dark Knight punched and kicked, walking through the darkness like an elegant vampire duke, while the gangsters turned on their backs and lay on the ground.
No, that's not him.
From beginning to end, he sat there. That room, that computer, and that one-third of an acre of land were everything to him. He experienced everything and gained everything there.
He is Chu Cheng, he comes from another world.
In an instant, he fell into the whirlpool again. Time and space rotated, time went back, and everything came back, as if he was back to the beginning. He sat in that chair and saw the game icon on the computer for the first time. He moved the cursor with excitement.
Double-click the logo and wait for a new world to open.
No, that's not right.
That is already in the past.
Chu Cheng stepped in the void, with a long river flowing under his feet. Every drop of water in the endless river carried countless pictures, a story, and there was a Chu Cheng in every scene.
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Those are all him, but they are not him either.
If it weren't for the self-destruction of the opponent's space-time wave, Chu Cheng would never have imagined that he could do this. After all, although Dr. Manhattan did do this, there was no direct shot in the original work.
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Like a passerby and a shaper. He feels that time has never been so within reach as it is now. He can reach out at will and touch every drop of water in the flowing time. He can edit and speed up at will, or add and rewrite at will. Even including
The same is true for his own history.
Even if every time and every part of himself in time and space were wiped out, it would not have any impact on him now.
Chu Cheng once again realized that he still underestimated these four simple words in the description of Dr. Manhattan's abilities.
omnipotent.
He closed his eyes gently and opened them again.
The long river of time disappeared, and the fragments returned to their original places. The starry sky was so calm, as if nothing had happened.
The bishop looked at him with calm eyes.
"I lost."
He has no resentment or unwillingness.
To be defeated by such an opponent is an honor that they cannot even imagine. In their lifetime, they can see that there is such a magical realm ahead, and they will no longer regret it even if they die.
"The God of Technology...should have been you."
By the end of his words, his body had become illusory. Within half a second, the bishop also turned into a star of brilliance and disappeared.
At this point, the entire army of the church has completely disappeared, leaving not even a trace behind.
It worked.
Chu Cheng was hanging alone in the boundless universe and glanced at his hands that exuded a faint blue light.
This is what he has been pursuing.
He managed to reach the max level, and now he is really at the max level...or in other words, close to the max level.
it is finally over.
Not just for the crisis faced by Earth Pole Star.
For the first time ever, he felt...relief.
It was as if I had finally reached the finish line that I had been drawing myself to day and night, and I felt a little disappointed for a moment.
But after being briefly absent-minded, he immediately came back to his senses and sensed something.
No, it's not over yet, not yet.
There's one last thing to take care of.
One day ago, this matter was the biggest hidden danger in his mind. It was a trouble that he tried his best to avoid but had a premonition of being unable to escape. But just one day later, it seemed that it didn't matter anymore.
It was like a disaster that seemed like the sky was falling to a child, but seemed childish and ridiculous from the perspective of someone who had grown up several years ago. From Chu Cheng's perspective now, all the problems he had had headaches in the past looked like this.
"Sir, it seems that a large number of powerful energy bodies are approaching. It may be..."
Before Friday's reminder ended, Chu Cheng interrupted: "Well, those gods in various star realms. It seems that the noise caused by the Diji Star has finally attracted attention."
"I remember we were supposed to try to avoid being noticed by them, right?"
The Earth Star is a ghostly planet, and as far as they know so far, this universe's policy may not be very friendly to the Earth Star. So hiding from the radar has always been their main policy.
Not anymore.
"don’t worry."
Chu Cheng said calmly.
"I'll go talk to them."
With a thought and a flash, Chu Cheng had already arrived in front of the gods.
They didn't seem to expect to see Chu Cheng on the road. Their surprise could be seen from the reactions of the gods.
There was no exchange of fire and no violence. Dr. Manhattan did not like violence, and Chu Cheng felt that he was more of a civilized person. There was no need to resort to violence when everyone could sit down and talk.
Not surprisingly, the conversation didn't go well at first.
Chu Cheng has already seen through it long ago. These guys are actually tool gods. They are like parts and gears in the cosmic factory. They faithfully perform their duties, but rarely ask why, and they don't care.
Technology is something that is prohibited, and has been this way since ancient times. The human civilization that has been nurtured on the Earth's Pole Star to this day is not allowed to exist. This seems to be an iron rule, with no room for maneuver.
But after Chu Cheng closed his eyes and pondered for two seconds, the iron rule was no longer so "iron".
Dr. Manhattan's final ability is the power of connection.
The ability to create matter and laws out of nothing. Modify the settings, logic, concepts and appearance of the real world at will, and rewrite everything as you like.
So from now on, the rules are rewritten and the shackles of technology are opened.
After a simple and rational discussion, the gods looked at each other, finally reached an agreement, decided to let the Earth Pole Star develop freely, turned around and left.
"You did it, sir." Friday sighed, "It's...incredible. It's amazing, sir. No one will believe what you did."
"No, it's nothing."
It's not humility, it's just telling the truth. Now Chu Cheng really only feels that he has done a trivial thing and there is nothing worth saying.
He turned around in the endless darkness, looked across the galaxy and looked at the blue planet in the solar system.
Clear and translucent, like a crystal ball, hanging there quietly.
He knew that this time it was really over.
After all his hard work and practicing day after day, this long and endless marathon finally came to a long-awaited end.
There is no need to be stubborn anymore, no need to use countless vests to hide and disguise. Now he can go wherever he wants, and he can be whatever he wants.