Chapter 642 I am definitely not a cross-dresser!

Saw Him.

Saw Him.

…

One sentence rolled over and over in Eric's mind, like thunder and waves.

After a long while, Eric finally spoke with difficulty:

"What...is he like?"

The eyes of death are as deep as the stars and the sea, and like the endless abyss that wants to swallow all living beings. The eyes are still closed, revealing an indescribable majesty. That is not the breath of death, but... Him!

"I... don't know..." It seemed that she had experienced a communication that spanned endless time and space. Death's face actually showed a look of fatigue. She slowly closed her eyes and thought in retrospect: "His existence is the starting point of everything. It is the end of everything, everything we understand, and beyond everything we know. Matter, energy, form, rules... all of them are meaningless in front of Him. I'm sorry, I can't describe that feeling. …”

Eric's mood has calmed down, and he suppressed the shock brought by the news. He looked at Molecule and Franklin, their expressions did not change, and they obviously knew about this, "Is He really asleep? Can we communicate?”

Death shook his head regretfully, "The Fulcrum is right. He has fallen into eternal sleep. I'm afraid he will never wake up, let alone communicate."

Eric couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and the mountain pressing on his head seemed to relax a little.

No one wants to have a god on their head who can decide everything about them. The best outcome would be to not wake up.

"What about you? Are you detached?" This question was asked casually, but there was an indescribable expectation hidden in Eric's eyes.

Death slowly shook his head, "No, this road will lead nowhere. In the last section of the road, the two universes have become a burden. If you want to reach the other side, you must let go. But the two universes are the foundation of this road, and they will destroy the foundation." , all you get in return is a fall.”

Another unsolvable cycle. It seems that He has really blocked all roads and no one can truly transcend.

"You lied to Adam? He has always believed that this road can lead to transcendence." Eric suddenly felt a little funny. Adam, the dignified life court, was actually played by them in the middle of applause.

Death shrugged, half-covered his mouth and chuckled, "You can't blame us, he was the one who eavesdropped on our conversation, and ran away before he heard the whole story, hehe."

You told him the abridged version on purpose, right?

Eric waved his hand and did not delve deeper into the issue. He continued to ask: "What happened next? What happened?"

"Later, I felt that I was too boring to be alone, so I thought about rebuilding the multiverse." Death said the most shocking language in an extremely relaxed tone, "But, after rebuilding the kingdom of death, I discovered , this work is really tiring.”

Death rested his chin on the wine table with one hand, his eyes half closed, like a Persian cat enjoying the afternoon sun, exuding a lazy and charming aura. He raised his eyelids and glanced at Molecule and Franklin. "So I resurrected them both first and let them do the dirty work, hehe."

It turns out that's what happened. Eric looked at the two of them with some sympathy.

Molecule Man's power comes from beyond the realm of gods, from microscopic molecular manipulation to macroscopic reorganization of the universe. In addition, he is also the chief culprit of the destruction of the universe. If he doesn't do the work, who will?

As for Franklin, although the little guy doesn't look big, his abilities are extremely abnormal. He is a born Omega-level mutant who can manipulate timelines, control the rate of cause and effect, correct reality, and even create parallel universes.

Yes, he was born to create the world! He is a born God of Creation!

Coupled with the genius mind inherited from his father, Mr. Fantastic, no one is more suitable than him to rebuild the multiverse.

"The multiverse is gradually rebuilt, and new problems are constantly emerging." Molecule Man took over the topic, "The first problem is death. As there are more and more single universes, the power of death is gradually weakening. Her The power comes from the destruction of the universe, and now that the universe wants to be reborn, He must give the power back.”

Death was so bored that he yawned and said nonchalantly: "That wasn't mine in the first place. Just give it back."

Eric was in awe, death was easy to say, but it was enough power to look down on OAA. Even if it could not truly reach the realm of OAA, it should not be much different. If it is not guaranteed, it would be just that close. In the environment where OAA is sleeping, She is the boss! If it were him, he really wouldn't be willing to give it back.

"The second question is a big trouble." Franklin took a hard sip of the juice and chirped: "Beyond the realm of gods! This is a situation we never thought of before. The two universes died together, and the power gathered at Death again, There has been a certain degree of integration and it cannot be completely separated. Therefore, when our multiverse is reorganized, the transcendent realm is also reorganized. "

So that's it.

Eric had a clear understanding in his heart, and many things that he had not understood before were solved. His thoughts were clear, and the context of the whole incident was clear and transparent.

The Beyonders invaded, Molecule Man self-destructed, Beyond Gods and the Multiverse perished together, Death almost transcended, and he gave up his power to reorganize the multiverse, and the Beyond Gods were reorganized accordingly, and then there was a layout for the future.

"The Beyond God Realm and the multiverse are closely connected and cannot be separated, destroyed, or defeated. We discussed for a long time and finally established the ultimate strategy to swallow the Beyond God Realm!" Molecule Man clenched his fist with his left hand and smashed it into the palm of his right hand.

Let the multiverse swallow up the realm beyond the gods, hiss...

This is not a snake swallowing an elephant, this is a snake swallowing a whale (by the way, I want to complain about the bad-end whale boss)!

Death rarely put away his playful look and looked at Eric seriously, "For this strategy, we have developed a plan, the Eric plan."

Finally, it's my turn.

Eric was shocked and his breathing became tight.

"Speaking of this, I have to talk about the 'original you'. Guess who you are?" Death said with a teasing look.

If I could guess, would I still be here listening to you guys talking nonsense?

Eric complained in his heart and shook his head with a serious face, "Sorry, I can't guess, but it shouldn't be Magneto."

"Of course it's not Magneto, well, that can't be said, in fact, you are not a person."

You are not a human! Eric almost cursed, but then he realized that Death was not a person, but a god...

Death: "Disciple, do you know this person?"

Eric nodded slowly, expressionless, "The artificial man created by the Universal Truth Church is worshipped as a god by them. He can infinitely copy and superimpose the abilities of others, even the Life Tribunal. I once guessed that I might be the Disciple, but I denied it in the end."

"Why deny it?" Death smiled and took a sip of juice, "You are him."

Why deny it? Because that bastard is a cross-dresser...

The Disciple is a man-made man of the Universal Truth Church. He is small and delicate, with a pretty face, a long blue shawl hair, and wears a dress all day. Anyone who sees him will think he is a little girl, but he is a man!

I am definitely not a cross-dresser!

Absolutely not!

No!