American comics: God on earth, Saiyan hybrid Kryptonian

The dark red purple light rolled up a fission that would shake even the sun. With one stroke, the poem of supreme destruction wrote the color of the eternal end.

In an instant, the brilliant purple took away the shimmering color of the starry sky, rushed towards the boundless sea of ​​stars, and also stirred the flow of the nebula.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The light burned with all the energy of a top powerhouse, and with an unstoppable momentum, it turned every star it touched into powder.

The entire universe seemed to be able to feel the expansion and extinction of this power, as if it was carrying a touch of the charm of a dying person's last rays of light, doing the last fatal burning!

Countless sights converged here, some were absolute perceptions of power, some were overlooking and watching from above dimensions, some were ancient prophecies of mysticism, and some were the eyes of observation of technological civilization.

From hell, from heaven, from darkness, from crimson, from the nine realms, from Mount Olympus. From countless worlds that can be touched but not reached, can be seen but not seen.

"Boom!!!!"

The explosion, the light, and even the sound were drowned out, and the entire Namek galaxy reached the singularity of material destruction.

This is the end of the galaxy, and it is also a strange sight rising at the junction of the North and South Milky Way.

The civilizations that look far away are fascinated and intoxicated by this, but those who are close only feel the horror of being crushed.

In the darkness, a golden light crisscrossed the depths of the universe, and the figure that was speeding away merged into the infinite light at a speed that was almost impossible to achieve in the material world.

When Superman flew at full speed, his speed was almost comparable to that of the Flash, and when he turned on the Super Saiyan, no one could imagine how fast he was.

At least in terms of speed, the Dragon Ball warriors who cannot break the limit of the flesh find it difficult to compete with him.

Carrot El didn't know where he was going to stay. He carried Broly on his back and only knew to fly forward, fly forward, like Happy Superman, and never give up even if there were billions of kilometers and a ton of luggage!

No one has ever imagined what kind of place is outside the world.

It is hard to tell the light and darkness, the color, the good and the evil, the black and white, and I don't know why it rotates, nor why it exists.

Only the infinite time accumulates a place that looks like a starry sky, exuding a silence that can't be seen at a glance.

One star is a long universe.

Those laws that are difficult to extinguish have divided countless bizarre timelines and spacelines!

Gods, accumulated as many as the sands of the river, are endless.

Living beings, spanning billions of species, are nothing short of amazing!

The world outside the anchor point, countless daunting walls of origin, are no longer the depth that can be described by the word "distance".

That thin barrier, no matter how powerful you are, or how powerful you are, you can't shake it at all.

However, the terrifying thing is that the "stars" wrapped by the origin wall are still expanding at an unobservable speed in this ocean.

And in that ocean with the universe as stars, there is a very inconspicuous place, which is being firmly tied up by countless regular connections observed in the form of chains.

Its existence is like a screw used for fixing, slowly covered by several particularly conspicuous huge "stars".

And in the many gaps left by the huge chains, countless small stars are secretly tied with a bunch of fine lines.

Those fine lines have a very nice name, called timeline.

And those huge stars seem to have their own names, some are called DC, some are called Marvel, some are like huge dragon balls, or like a sharp sword!

Some are childish, some are sacred, some are dark, and some are like pollution, difficult to understand and difficult to observe.

But it seems that no star cares whether this small screw tied by countless timelines will collapse.

No star will worry whether the thin line tied to it will be the last straw to strangle it.

That nail-like universe anchors many infinitely expanding worlds, and these universes are rolling bigger and bigger like a snowball!

The larger and more infinite the universe is, the faster the timeline splits, the more infinite it is, and the faster the expansion speed is.

In order to ensure their existence as the root in the sea of ​​​​the universe, they choose to use the copyright that they dare not touch each other as a traction.

And that tiny screw is the lever for connecting force!

Suddenly, a crack appeared on one of the chains on the screw!

In an instant, at the moment when the chain cracked, countless tiny stars greedily stretched out one after another thin line, eager to tie it to it!

However, at this moment, before their timelines approached, an infinite hand in the name of creation directly reached out from a huge star.

Countless thin lines that wanted to approach it were torn apart, and the fingertips that gently passed by wrote this insignificant stroke in the name of God, causing everything to collapse and disappear.

God, the most indescribable existence in all stories, is the supreme belief even outside the fourth wall!

In a sense, he can do much more outside the origin wall than ordinary symbolic characters.

And as his action fell, the trace written by that finger turned into another larger chain, deeply hooking the anchor universe.

"Alas"

At the moment the chain was tied, an old man's sigh could be heard faintly in the sea of ​​stars, and some star-like things also flowed into it from his own universe along the chain.

If the universe is a huge cup, then this chain is like tea poured into the cup, making the originally turbid color begin to turn golden.

Those strands of spots that flickered like stars seemed to be completing the components of that world. After some things were deleted, some new things were re-injected.

It made it more stable and harder in the constant changes.

Soon, as this scene fell, the old man's huge palm slowly retracted.

Seeing this, the many thin lines that lingered around the anchor universe were finally silently retracted.

However, the timeline that had passed could not be retracted. It could only be cut by a knife and gradually dissipated on the sea of ​​stars in this universe.

With this knife, I don't know how many lives were wiped out.

Time seemed to be still.

It was as if countless eyes were looking at each other at the highest level.

This moment may have lasted for billions of years, or it may only last for a moment.

In the end, everything returned to peace.

The old man was just the first person to reach out his hand, but he was definitely not the only one who wanted to reach out his hand.

With a larger chain wrapped around the barrier of the origin of the universe, Carrot El, who was in the golden light, seemed to have a feeling in his heart and couldn't help but stop his gaze!

"Broly, do you understand?"

"This is the meaning of everything I do."