At the same time, outside the multiverse 1 of the main dimension, in the dark void, several figures stood out of thin air.
They were wearing white robes, with glowing scarves covering their faces. They were spaced apart from each other, but from a distance, they looked like they were arranged in sequence like the fingers of a person's hand.
The one in the middle is the tallest, followed by the two on his left and right, and the two on the far side are the shortest.
These mysterious creatures looked at the multiverse 1 in front of them, silently, their glowing eyes seemed to be looking for something, or they seemed to be thinking about things.
"Where's the death knell?"
One of them asked this question.
"Gone."
Another person answered immediately.
"He chose to retreat?"
A third person asked a question.
"unknown."
The fourth person answered.
What followed was a long silence. I don’t know what kind of mood they had. It was not until a long time later that the tallest one let out a long sigh:
"Well, that's the case, let's do it."
After that, the five men in white robes formed a small circle, and each stretched out a hand. Their dry wood-like fingers were connected to each other, and the white light lit up on them one after another like candlelight.
Next, a ball of silver-white metal appeared in everyone's hands. It kept twisting and was flattened and rounded like dough for steamed buns. After spinning for a while, it stopped in a ball state.
.
This is X metal, a large amount of X metal, the material used to cast the world.
One of the five people injected his own energy into the silver metal ball. In just the blink of an eye, the metal ball turned into a brand new multiverse, glowing with a faint white light.
As for the man in white robe who had lost his energy, it was as if his body was made of sand. His legs began to collapse and he soon floated into the void.
But the next second, another man in white robes who looked exactly like him walked out not far away. He nodded towards the others and stood back where the missing person was.
The five people held the newly born multiverse, looked at each other, and seemed to have reached a consensus, then threw the sphere in their hands towards multiverse 1.
This is the first step of their plan, replacement, or overwriting.
The collision between two multiverses is not as simple as two billiard balls colliding. The result depends on many factors, including luck and destiny.
But the work produced by the five people working together is definitely far better than the creation of Perpetua alone. Seeing that the two balls are about to collide, for people, it is a tragedy of diversified integration.
At this moment, a huge hand appeared in the void. It was as white as jade and exuded a strong golden light, but each slender finger was painted with black nail polish, and each piece of nail polish was painted with "
Little white cross.
It grabbed the nascent multiverse in flight and set it aside as easily as someone might put eggs from the supermarket in the refrigerator.
"Don't touch my world!"
A young female voice sounded in the ears of the five people. It was obviously a vacuum environment and there was no one else around, but the voice was still like thunder.
The five men in white robes swayed for a while, as if they were unsteady on their feet. Each of them covered their heads, but their expressions were blocked by masks.
After a while, the tallest man barely stood up. He raised his head, looked at the still dark void, or at the big hand above everyone's head, and said:
"The existence of this multiverse is a deformed mistake, and it will be destroyed. We all know that you love the world, but please wait for the future."
The floating big hand clenched its fist and smashed it down on the five people's heads. The 'future' God might know that she was in the wrong, so she didn't say any more nonsense and chose to directly show God's wrath.
With one punch, the five of them didn't even have a chance to dodge and were turned into powder on the spot.
But this does not mean that the matter is over, because not far away, a new group of five people came together again, and they stood there quietly, watching the big hand fall on their heads again.
Beaten to death, crushed to death, rubbed to death, death happened to them again and again.
But they also keep appearing again and again, looking up again and again, as if they intend to spend their time here. If they don't put the new multiverse on the right track, their mission will not be completed, and therefore they will not leave.
The two sides seem to be in a stalemate, but one of them has violated the rules after all, and the gods of the future should not care about the current affairs.
So when another fist was about to fall, a big black hand appeared out of thin air, caught the white hand, and forced her fist open. The two shook hands, and then disappeared at the same time.
"Tsk!"
A regretful smacking sound echoed in the void.
"The obstacle has disappeared." The longest one in the hand of creation said to his relatives. He stretched out his hand, grabbed the new multiverse that fell aside, and blew on it through the mask, as if blowing away the non-existent
Like dust.
"Things will get back on track."
Another creative hand replied, as if they had already expected to encounter obstacles, and also guessed that the obstacles would not last forever.
"Yes, it's a pity"
Some hunchbacked creative hand said so.
"Be careful! My brother, there is no regret. This is its fate."
The tallest man in white robe interrupted. He once again threw the multiverse in his hand towards multiverse 1, and watched helplessly as the two spheres collided in the void, emitting a dazzling white light.
"Um?"
Deadpool, who was lying on the sofa, rolled down in the violent shaking, sat down on an empty instant noodle bucket, and poured a lot of soup on it. While feeling the stimulation of the spicy beef noodle soup to the rotten chrysanthemum, he
With a tone that was partly comfortable and partly puzzled, he asked:
"What's going on? Is there an earthquake? This earthquake is quite strong and exciting~~~"
But what answered him was a pop-up window, and the adjutant's head appeared in front of him, and he said with a serious face:
"I just executed the backup emergency escape plan formulated by the Sheriff. At the last moment of Multiverse 1, I urgently teleported it to the interior of 40K Multiverse. Your plan needs to be advanced. Now go to Multiverse 2 immediately to investigate the Hand of the Void.
Case."
"Huh? Can it still be like this? 40K is already a multiverse, can there be another multiverse in it?" Deadpool stood up, touched his wet butt, and inserted five fingers soaked in soup.
He took turns to taste the taste in his mouth: "Cousin, did you expect that if he left Duoyuan 1, someone would attack him?"
"Why do you have so many questions? You can't put plastic bags inside plastic bags?!" The adjutant made a serious face and started pointing with his fingers across the screen: "Do you understand when I explain the specific steps to you? Listen.
I don’t understand, so as long as you do things according to plan, you will be rewarded for your tasks.”
"Don't get angry, my dear adjutant, you are the best, gentle and kind."
Deadpool immediately started twisting and dancing hula to please the lieutenant, but the fingers of both hands kept rubbing together as if he was getting an electric shock:
"I didn't say I wouldn't go, but the plan has been brought forward, which means I have to leave behind Superboy, whom I have been paying attention to for a long time. Ah, it's painful! It's like watching a TV series without seeing the finale, or taking a shit without clearing it.
It’s like watching the game without watching the overtime, and the cannon didn’t fire out. So you have to pay more!”