Fang Bie finally understood. These are two species that love and kill each other. The appearance of one of them will inevitably mean the appearance of the other. However, the two are not dead, but they are both fighting for the world.
They have fought countless wars, causing large and small destructions and rebirths. At the same time, they have transformed this universe from the small chaos and disorder at the beginning to the boundless freedom it is now.
In their mutual struggle, the multiverse becomes larger and larger, emptier and broader.
More and more worlds appear in their battles, and many worlds disappear in their battles. At the same time, the endless sea of worlds will continue to obtain resources and information from such battles, and begin to grow rapidly.
"Aren't these two groups of people who co-authored the multiverse a product of autonomous consciousness... expansion tools?" Fang Bie couldn't think of any better words, so he could only use such words instead, but the more he thought about it, the more reliable he felt, hmm
...it's pretty cool.
After Fang Bie roughly understood the information about such an alliance, he finally understood their purpose of recruiting him.
To put it bluntly, such an organization is constantly recruiting people, constantly conducting wars, and constantly growing, but many people will continue to be destroyed in such wars.
However, as a Creator, it is of course difficult to truly destroy it, but as long as they lose their own world, they will generally lose the opportunity to enter the Creator Alliance again.
This opportunity is also called downgrading. The Creators will be downgraded to become the controllers of some worlds, but they will lose the opportunity to transcend the world.
For ordinary people, this is of course impossible for them to achieve the highest position, but for the creators who have experienced controlling the world, it is really more uncomfortable than anything else.
So they once again fell into an endless cycle of recruitment, war, destruction, and recruitment. As long as this multiverse is not destroyed, this cycle will probably continue endlessly.
Fang Bie was still curious as to why his arrival seemed to be perceived differently by others, as if he was not an ordinary creator, but a very special existence.
But as the lights around him went out one by one, there was no answer to this question. In the blink of an eye, he had lost sight of everyone around him, leaving only a man in black robes.
The old man is still around.
"How do you feel?" Dormammu asked. After receiving the reward just now, he seemed to be very happy and even willing to answer more questions.
"I feel like I know something incredible, but when I think about it carefully, I find that these things have nothing to do with me," Fang Bie said.
"Haha! When I first became a Creator, I thought the same thing as you, but you would never have imagined how fast you would grow if you really became a Creator."
Dormammu patted him lightly with his palm, causing him to feel a slight stiffness in his body. "I will withdraw from this world in accordance with the rules of the alliance. I hope that when we meet next time, you have truly grown up, and
Stand with the Alliance!"
"If you have any questions, you can contact me directly through the Creator Host. I can answer any general questions."
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Fang Bie's eyes flickered, and he found that he had returned to the desert again without even having any other feelings.
On the rooftop of the desert, some terrifying dark tentacles are slowly fading away, and the dark space that restrains Tony and others is gradually dissipating. The door curtain that seems to carry endless darkness is also gradually dissipating at this time.
Hidden.
"As agreed, I will withdraw from the Marvel Universe. Now this world is yours!" Dormammu's last voice surrounded their ears, and then disappeared.
Fang Bie subconsciously stretched out his hand, and a set of tables and chairs that seemed to be made of the purest steel appeared next to him, and the synthesized sound that could not distinguish between men and women also sounded in his ears at the same time.
"[Yuan Dian] is at your service. There is currently no meeting of the Multiverse Federation of Creators. If you are a member of the Federation, you can choose to use your authority to forcefully open the meeting. Do you want to do it?"
Of course Fang Bie chose "No", he would not be so boring and would alert the Supreme Joint Council just because of a wrong thing. After all, he is just a small man in this organization, and it is not good to be too arrogant.
He opened the door of the MC world from beside him and stepped in, wondering if this world could give him any other surprises.
When he tried to summon this set of tables and chairs again, he found that there was still no response. The ability of the MC world to ban all extraordinary means is really magical. Can even this kind of thing be banned?
If he ever offended a powerful person at the level of the Creator, could he be brought into this world to kill him?
Fang Bie suddenly began to think about these things. The style of the MC world was actually higher than he imagined.
The previous Dormammu had indeed frightened them to the point of trembling. Only such an extremely powerful man whose stature measured in light-years was truly an enemy of the universe.
Fang Bie couldn't help but feel lucky that the doomsday legion he encountered before seemed to be just a scattered legion without any top experts.
If there were any strong person who reached the level of the Creator, or even just reached the limit of the world, they would probably just say goodbye.
Fang Bie sat back in front of this table again. The friends beside him finally broke free from the shackles of their bodies in the darkness and began to slowly recover. They also found themselves in this area, and there were more in their eyes.
It's confusion and confusion.
"Tell me about the divisions of strength and realm in the multiverse, and test my world mark at the same time!" Fang Bie ordered, only to see light spots condensed from his body, and then continuously arranged on the table in front of him.
"The World of Fighting, the World of Covering the Sky, the World of Marvel, the World of Zombie Earth, and the World of Wandering Earth." Fang Bie counted these worlds carefully. He once again proved his guess that the MC world would really not be affected by this.
If the table is detected, it will be skipped by default.
This made him think more, and then he put away the table and chairs, and slowly walked to the people who had just escaped from the darkness.
"Are you okay now?" Fang Bie asked very sincerely. He had seen everyone being restrained by Dormammu before, but he had nothing to do, and he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.
This kind of pure crushing power made them all feel their own insignificance.
Don't suddenly feel a little hungry. After all, you have been in the MC world for a long time and the eating time is almost fixed. It has been more than half a day since you came here.
So he ran to the coffee table nearby, took the donuts on it, and ate them with great interest.
He also didn't know why donuts couldn't be brought back to the MC world and turned into cookies, which puzzled him.
At this time, the light door next to him finally opened, and Wang walked out, "Are you okay? I saw Casillas suddenly turned into fragments and was sucked into the dark world."
At the same time, another light door was also opened, and the Ancient One Master stepped out of it. "All transmission in the dark space has been interrupted. Even the Eye of Agamoto can't detect any movement. You guys
Success?"
After hearing the news, Tony and others were stunned, and then they all turned their attention to the melon-eating crowd next to them.
Fang Bi put down the watermelon in his hand and nodded, "Yeah! I talked to Dormammu. He said he would leave this world and never come back again."