"Exactly! How could a new civilization be born without first enduring a great flood?" Jehovah seemed to have heard the Supermen's discussion. He nodded approvingly and said with a smile.
When Jehovah said those words, his face still wore a warm, sunlit smile, the kind that made people instinctively feel reverence and worship the moment they saw it.
It could be said that Jehovah was even more bewitching than Angels and Demons, but it was precisely that affability and warm radiance that made Clark knit his brows tightly.
In Clark's view, doing evil while knowing the consequences was far more vile than doing evil without knowing them—especially when Jehovah's current attitude, so indifferent to life, truly filled Clark's heart with anger.
Jehovah's current behavior reminded Clark of the Earth Gods from before. Their attitude toward life had basically been the same.
From that point of view, Jehovah's true self was no different from the Jehovah of the Holy Light Dimension. Or perhaps this was simply Jehovah's character setting; he did not even need to put on the slightest act...
Didn't they see that only Superman and the Clarks were a little surprised by Jehovah's behavior right now, while not a single one of the spectators was shocked? That was because they had long since grown used to Jehovah's personality, even if they had never seen Jehovah's true self before.
"My child, this multiverse itself is a mistake. You should not be mixing with those Avengers, and you should not have been influenced by that transmigrator Saiyan." Seeing the change in Clark's expression, Jehovah slowly shook his head and said softly.
"I am not killing those lives. I am giving them a chance to begin again. I am restoring things to their source, returning everything in the universe to the place