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"But isn't our world very safe? The black light zombie incident was just an accident. Alexander Luther, who was controlled by the black light ring, brought the black light ring from Earth 3..." Laurie looked scared. Confidence.

Of course she also reads comics, and she also knows that this Origin Earth is special. She knows that Superboy Prime is the only superhuman on Origin Earth, and through comics, she knows how evil Superboy Prime has played in many major events in the past. The character, how many crimes he committed.

But what exactly is the crisis that makes Superboy-Prime so nervous? Will this time be more dangerous than the Blackest Night?

Superboy-Prime's parents also heard the sound and looked at Superboy-Prime with fear on their faces.

They are not afraid of unknown crises, but purely afraid of their son's thoughts and radical actions that cannot be imagined.

Superboy-Prime opened his mouth, but finally said nothing, opened the window and flew out. Even if his parents were afraid of him and Laurie couldn't understand him, there were some things he had to do.

No matter how bad the future is, it's better than doing nothing. This is Superboy-Prime's creed.

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DC Editorial Department.

Jeff was driven by Dewar to create at full capacity.

"Looking at you, you are already very tired. How about I give you an alien, and you will be better than before in an instant."

"No, you don't have to do this, I still have some energy left..."

Faced with Dua's cordial concern, Jeff said he couldn't accept it.

This will be the fastest creation in his life. Even if some plots are obviously poorly written, it doesn't matter. Dua doesn't mind it. He just needs to change his origin a little bit.

Under Jeff's control, aliens are rapidly appearing in various universes.

At this stage, aliens are spreading as natural creatures that are born in certain universes. If nothing unexpected happens, it only takes a few more major events for Duva to use various opportunities to continuously revise and improve his origin and design. Ding, eventually, became the most important deity in all diversity.

This is not easy. The editor only plays a supporting role, exerting influence as much as possible on some unnoticed scraps without affecting the diversity itself.

But for Dewar, it was enough. He only needed to use the editorial department to spread the concept and change the origin. For truly weighty things, he still needed to do it himself.

For example, it is impossible to force all the gods in the realm of gods to bow their heads or to make all the people in the editorial department work themselves to death in front of their computer desks.

Boom!

The editorial office was violently broken into.

"Dua!! Get out of this world, this place doesn't belong to you!!" A figure in a blue suit broke in, and a roar of suppressed rage came out.

The steel and concrete were like paper, crumbling in front of this figure.

His blood-red eyes stared at Dua, his heat vision had been brewing for a long time.

Superboy-Prime used his super brain to imagine many possibilities, but Dua's first words made him break through his defenses.

"Superboy-Prime?"

"Fuck! You are Superboy. Your whole family is Superboy. You should call me Superman Supreme!!" Superboy Supreme roared angrily.

Dua shook his head: "You know this is self-deception. When you stand in front of me and have a conversation, the words and deeds between you and me will be presented in the form of comics... and the comic narration will also introduce you to the public. Superboy-Prime.”

Hey!

Superboy-Prime felt that what Dua said made sense, but it was impossible for him to admit it, and he would only become angrier.

"Although the Golden Superman has been invisible in many major events and is not as popular as you, you can't change the reality that he is the Supreme Superman." Duva faced the Supreme who exuded endless murderous aura and was completely a blackened Superman. Superboy, acted unfazed.

Pfft!

Superboy-Prime immediately fired his heat vision and penetrated Dewar's body.

"Clark, you are confused!" Jeff jumped up.

More editors jumped on the bandwagon, shouting, saying things like the end of the world and the end of the original earth.

"If this Dua dies, thousands of Dua will stand up, and the whole earth will be destroyed because of your recklessness!"

"Have you not read the recent comics? Do you really not know that there is something wrong with this guy? Duva can even control the unknown Sanosed to fight to the death, and can control the effectiveness of superheroes in different universes! You really don't Did you find that Dua can transfer his soul to an alien hero at any time??"

"Clark! We thought you experienced a profound enlightenment during the Blackest Night, and finally realized that you shouldn't be as reckless as before, and you should be calm and think!"

"It's so noisy, you bunch of idiots, shut up! My current actions are the result of my careful consideration!"

Superboy-Prime panted heavily, and the breath he exhaled even triggered a large-scale hurricane, destroying several walls in front of him, and the terrifying cold air escaped in all directions.

"Then you should try to negotiate with Dewar first!" Morrison spat.

"Talk? Didn't you talk to him? The result was not to give in to his power and revise his origin story for him! If he could really be persuaded, why would he have to expend so much effort and cause such a big disaster in the multiverse? He doesn’t hesitate to enter the Origin Earth? He clearly came prepared!”

Superboy Prime roared: "If I don't stand up, Origin Earth will become his rear area and completely rule for him. Each of you will become a tool for him to expand his power and improve his level. You will never be able to gain freedom." Got it!"

Superboy-Prime knows very well what abilities these mortals have. He even threatened these editors many times, not to include him in various major events if nothing happened, and caused trouble in the editorial department several times before these editors restrained themselves. A little, try to avoid him when creating.

"They're right, Clark Kent... It's not a good idea to kill me. I'll leave the Origin Earth full of aliens, just like the many universes I've conquered."

Of course Duva would not die. He stood up as if nothing had happened, stretched out his hand, and the injuries on his body were repaired out of thin air. This made Superboy Supreme's expression extremely ugly: "I didn't see the process of self-healing of flesh and blood at all... You let Did those guys add immortality settings to you?"

"No need, I am the concept god. Remember this, many things, even without the intervention of these editors, will come naturally as my strength becomes stronger, not to mention that I am the original body after entering the original earth. "

Temporary ontology.

Except for a few battles, when Dua would control a certain body and end it personally, he had always used this human body, but this did not mean that this body was weak.

At least, he won't be knocked down by Superboy-Prime in one move.

"Conceptual God..." Superboy Supreme completely understood what kind of existence this kind of god is, "Then I can't allow you to appear on the Origin Earth. Leave here! There are only mortals here, and we can't tolerate people like you. Rule! The editorial office should not become your personal property."

"You overestimate the status of the editorial department in my heart. They only need to be the fuel to push me further. In the final analysis, it is up to me. After this time, I will not look at these editors again." Du Wa said calmly.

After all, the editors in the DC editorial department are just a group of mortals, and they are fundamentally different from the guys in the Marvel editorial department.

Duva knew that there were endless sleazy manipulations by the Marvel editorial department, not to mention the fact that he had set himself up to be a member of the transcendent clan of gods.

As a result, when the Transcendent Gods were continuously castrated, after a series of major events, although they were still the number one Gods in Marvel, their status plummeted. The editors began to modify their origins again, setting the Transcendent Gods as the cosmic god group in the second multi-dimensional group. The race created in the universe.

Then he rewritten himself as some special types of gods in the universe.

Compared with what the Marvel editorial department is doing to the multiverse, the guys in the DC editorial department are simply good babies.

Therefore, Dewar could invade the DC editorial department and ask these editors to add bits and pieces of scraps, but he never considered starting from the Marvel editorial department.

The editorial offices of the two multiverses have completely different settings for themselves.

"In the near future, maybe you will all thank me, thank you for having me on Origin Earth, because I can protect this place to a certain extent." Dua said slowly.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 226 Doing nothing would have been better

Dua was very serious when he spoke, but everyone thought he was talking nonsense.

What kind of disaster could make the Origin Earth unable to withstand it and still need the protection of an invading god like Duva?

"If even Superboy-Prime can't protect the Origin Earth, you will be even less able." Morrison shook his head repeatedly.

Even if Duva is very powerful in all aspects, it is absolutely impossible to rival Superman in terms of status. This is determined by the underlying structure of the DC world, and editors like them know this clearly.

Dua smiled slightly and did not continue to explain, because even if he explained, these guys probably wouldn't be able to understand.

On the Origin Earth, there is only one DC editorial department and no Marvel editorial department. In other words, these guys cannot be said to know anything about the existence of another multiverse, or at least they know very little about it.

And Dua must urge two super-large multiverses to collide. This is the most beneficial result for him. By that time, the DC editorial department will no longer be the only one. People like Origin Earth hiding in The special world behind the fourth wall is no longer unique.

No matter how chaotic it will become by then, at least one thing is certain, there will be a bunch of troublesome gods who will explore the DC world with great interest, and then become aware of the existence of the DC editorial department.

Just like what Dewar did.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, just remember my words." Dua said.

Superboy-Prime lost his patience and punched Dua on the head suddenly, but Dua just stretched out a finger and blocked Superboy-Prime's fist.

A look of astonishment appeared on Superboy Prime's face, and he launched a series of attacks unbelievingly. This shocking frequency of attacks easily produced a large number of sonic booms, blowing up the editorial department to pieces.

A famous editor rolled and crawled out, watching the battle between the two superhumans with lingering fear.

This type of duel was the first of its kind on Origin Earth.

"Although I've seen it in comics many times, it's still eye-opening to see such a battle in person."

"Clark can't win. Even we have no way of knowing what the upper limit of Dua's strength is, let alone Superboy-Prime? Dua doesn't even need to call his subordinates. It's all on his own. Clark can't handle it."

A famous editor sighed, not knowing how to end this situation.

The furious Superboy Supreme and the alien god who didn't know the truth started fighting on the original Earth. Fortunately, these two people were restrained and tried to control the scope of the damage as much as possible to prevent more ordinary people from being involved.

But this earth-shaking confrontation still created a movement like a small earthquake, causing people around to scream and run away in terror.

But neither Dua nor Superboy-Prime cared about these people at this time.

"Why are you so angry? Is it because the safe zone that belongs to you was invaded by me from the multiverse? This world has never belonged to you."

"Damn it, that never belonged to you! This is not the place where a guy like you should come!"

Superboy-Prime swears that he has never had a fight like this since he can remember!

The enemy was obviously formidable, but he had to desperately suppress his own power to avoid destroying this peaceful world... But in the multiverse, he would have gone on a killing spree, going to all the earth and universe. , all must die!

What made his blood pressure soar even more was that the fighter planes and tanks that kept coming were firing wildly, but they didn't even hurt a hair on his head. They were just coming to cause trouble for him.

"It seems that we have finally reached a consensus. We don't like conspicuous bags. You worry too much. You need to consider what people in this world think of your family and loved ones, but I don't have to. I will deal with these guys for you."

Dua grabbed Superboy-Prime's head, raised his other hand and slapped Superboy-Prime on the shoulder. This heavy blow caused him to fall to the ground like a meteorite, creating a huge pit that swallowed several surrounding streets.

At the same time, the people around him, including the pilots of various aircraft and tanks, were instantly parasitized by Dewar and became an extension of Dewar's concept.

"No! What did you do?!" Superboy-Prime climbed up from the pit and looked at the denting and collapsing buildings around him in disbelief.

"Don't worry."

Du Wa said casually, and saw that in each building, there were many people who had not had time to escape. They were as strong and strong as superhuman beings. They could easily break through walls and smash windows. They could easily do it with just one jump. More than ten meters.

Under Dewar's control, every move made by these people is like the optimal solution obtained after countless computer calculations. The broken wall that was kicked to the side by a human will soon become many. An important springboard for individuals to quickly escape from the depths of the building.

Every detail has been calculated, when each individual should run, when to jump, when to choose which route to violently clear the way, everything is clearly arranged.

In the blink of an eye, countless figures flashed one after another, turning the danger into safety.

"I forgot to tell you, it doesn't matter even if these guys die, I can resurrect them, as long as Death doesn't interfere - you have been staying in the Origin Universe during this time, and you probably don't know who Death is. That guy is comparable to The Black Death Emperor is even more special and powerful." Dua said casually.

No matter how angry and frustrated Superboy-Prime gets or what offensive he launches, Dewar always looks like he's just taking a leisurely stroll.

"Very good, should I thank you?"

"You're welcome, this is what I should do. I have an idea. Since you are so afraid of dead people, how about I turn all the intelligent life in the universe into aliens? This will increase my burden, but I am willing to do it. Who committed me to maintaining peace.”

"Shit! Stop acting like a savior!"

Superboy-Prime looked around with his super vision, looking at the people who instantly became superhumans with confused looks on their faces, and he had clearly realized that there was nothing he could do against Dua.

There is really no way.

He has never really bowed his head, whether he is facing Superman on Earth 2, fighting in the Heaven Dimension, challenging the Teen Titans and the Justice Society, massacring the Green Lantern Corps, torturing troublemakers, or killing people on Earth in the main universe, He has never given up on killing superheroes like chickens, or facing the Black Death Emperor.

But now, on the Origin Earth, the hometown he cared about the most, facing aliens that were more terrifying than the plague and spread unscrupulously and rapidly, he hated himself for the first time for being so powerless.

"I shouldn't keep improving my power, I should master other special means, even if it's to obtain the trickster's method of modifying reality!" Superboy-Prime regretted extremely.

What's the use of a stronger body and a more abundant energy index against a powerful enemy like Dua? Even if he were to challenge Dua in a duel, he would not be able to harm Dua in any real sense!

Superboy-Prime watched helplessly as countless "Dewars" appeared on the Origin Earth.

In a daze, Dua came to him, grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

"Are you regretful? Regret keeps you from falling into madness forever. The world wouldn't have become like this in the first place. Why do you have to stand up?"

Duva took action one after another. Not only did he fight himself, but parasitized humans kept rushing over. With Duva's strength, his strength skyrocketed, and he also began to besiege Superboy-Prime.

The most outrageous thing is that these superhuman beings who were ordinary humans not long ago are now simply a group of replica superhumans, each with super vision, super strength, and super speed. Although their strength is not strong, there are really many of them.

The aliens Duva added to their bodies all had superhuman genes.

In a blink of an eye, Superboy-Prime was in a miserable situation of being besieged, and soon his face was covered in blood.

If there are scientific research enthusiasts, they will probably be excited to collect the blood of Superman-Prime and study how to produce scientific research results.

Under this siege, Superboy Prime successfully doubted his life, and his strong pride made him subconsciously want to take action.

"If you take action, the next second, your parents and Laurie will be among the people besieging you, and you might kill them with one punch." Dua spoke slowly.

Superboy-Prime immediately stopped daring to move. He was pinned down with all his hands and feet, helpless and furious. In the end, he just hugged his head and cried, tears rolling down his face.

In the distance, the editors, who were tightly surrounded by a group of alien humans, looked at each other in silence.