Only half an hour has passed.
The space barrier above Gotham City had hundreds of big holes opened just like the one below Chiaotzu!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The evil god of the deep sea Dagon, whose body is covered with oysters.
The remaining soul of Egyptian God of the Dead Anubis wrapped in tattered cloth.
Ancient Sun God carrying a broken fire wheel.
They all had two black circles under their eyes and fell out of the crack in space while crawling on the ground.
This group of ancient Demon Gods who usually go around Destruction the city-state don't even have weapons at the moment.
As soon as they landed, they rushed to the square on the first floor of One God Temple like crazy and rushed to kneel in front of the security booth of Michael.
"Stop it! Stop making that sound! I surrender! I donated all Deep Sea Divine Kingdom!"
Dagon put his head in his hands, threw his own Poseidon Trident to the ground, and cried so hard that his face was filled with fish tears.
Anubis next to him smashed his golden scale to pieces, raised Divine Spark Fragments with both hands and shouted.
"God, please forgive me! The little god is willing to dig coal at Hell!"
"As long as you don't let me be that torture tool called PPT, you can do anything you want me to do!"
Divine Temple On the top terrace.
Lex·Luthor holds a Apokolips Tablet in his hand.
He quickly walked up the steps with his face flushed, and bowed ninety degrees to Chu Men on the beach chair.
"Great Lord God! Your Dream Indoctrination has achieved unprecedented results!"
"In just forty minutes, there were 472 Hidden Gods and Demonss lurking in the earth and the surrounding 300 Sub-dimensions."
"Everyone has queued up in the square downstairs to submit Deed of Indenture!"
Luthor swiped the screen, his voice trembling with excitement.
"Our Magic Ore reserves have increased tenfold, and the Victor power plant now even has a spare sewing machine scheduled for next year!"
Chu Men took off his sunglasses and took a look at the darkness downstairs where people were kneeling.
The gods and demons who trembled all over when they heard the ringtone of their mobile phones nodded with satisfaction.
"If I had already become so self-aware, it would be over. I would have to be forced to use Corporate Culture."
Chu Men just finished speaking.
Divine Temple At the bottom of the steps, Hell, the old master "First of the Fallen", with Black Flames of Chaos burning all over his body and a broken horn on his head.
He was carefully holding a three-meter-wide ancient obsidian disc with both hands, and walked up bent over.
First of the Fallen walked to the edge of the swimming pool, knelt down on one knee with a plop, and raised the disk above his head.
"Master, I see that you are counting the properties in various dimensions."
"The villain specially dug out [Multiverse Panoramic Projection Sandbox] that was preserved from the early days of creation from Hell Treasury, and dedicated it to the master to relieve his boredom!"
Chu Men raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips at Clark next to him.
"Bring it over and have a look."
Clark stepped forward to take the obsidian disc and placed it firmly in front of the Chu Men recliner.
The surface of the disk lit up with dense star spots.
Heavenly Realm, Hell, Azarath, Still Dimension and other thousands of areas covered by the Divine Temple rule.
All of them shone with a dark red light that represented surrender.
However, when Chu Men's eyes swept over the northwest corner of the sand table.
When it was close to an area on the edge of Source Wall, the movement stopped.
There is no starlight there, no lines of Dimensional Crystal Wall, not even the scale of the space coordinates.
There is only a ball of pure black silence the size of a palm, and even the light from the Creation Holy Spirit desk lamp will be directly swallowed up.
Chu Men stretched out his index finger and tapped on the pure black blank.
He turned to look at Lucifer next to him and Michael at the door:
"The sand table is broken?"
"Why does this area look like it has been gnawed by a dog? There are no pixels at all?"
Chu Men's fingers were hanging above the pure black blank, and the air temperature on the terrace dropped a few points as he asked.
Lucifer was standing by the swimming pool with a smile on his face.
After lowering his head to see clearly where his finger was pointing, the smile on his face froze.
"Master... Master, the sand table is not broken. That place was originally empty."
Lucifer swallowed, glanced at Michael in the security booth downstairs, and then at First of the Fallen who had just gotten up.
"Even if you dismantle Heavenly Realm and Hell, don't stir up that hornet's nest."
Chu Men sat up straight on the beach chair and threw the remaining half bunch of grapes back onto the plate.
"Oh? And even you Hell Director dare not go to a place to collect rent?"
"Call Michael up and tell me."
In less than two seconds, Michael, who had ten wings on his back, flew onto the terrace holding an electric shock baton.
He glanced at the black spot in the northwest corner of the sand table, and his face also turned pale.
Michael lowered his head and reported in a dry voice.
"Back to the master, that blank area is not within the existing Multiverse order. Its name is [Sea of Nothingness]."
"Before the old man created the light and matter of this era, the universe was pure nothingness."
"And in the void, there is a group of ancient gods whose names and shapes cannot be defined."
Lucifer rubbed his hands beside him and quickly added.
"That's right. When the old man created the world, he fought with those nameless monsters but couldn't kill them."
"In the end, we can only use Source Wall as the dam body to completely seal the sea area at the outermost edge of Multiverse."
"That's the real death row!"
"There is no concept of matter, energy, time and space."
Michael clenched the anti-riot stick in his hand, with unconcealable fear in his tone.
"Thirty thousand years ago, Heaven had a 100,000-man Throne Angel Legion force that accidentally fell into a crack in Sea of Nothingness while on patrol."
"In just one second, not only the bodies and souls of those 100,000 angels completely disappeared."
"Even their memories and history that existed in River of Time were wiped clean by that black sea!"
"If it weren't for the missing 100,000 numbers on Genesis Codex, we wouldn't even remember that Heaven had that army!"
Constantine, who was kneeling on the ground, turned green when he heard this.
He quickly buried his head in the broom hair, for fear that Chu Men would see him.
However.
After listening to the terrifying warnings of the two Archangel singing in unison, Chu Men not only did not feel solemn at all.
Instead, his pure black eyes lit up with the sparkle of a predator when he sees a rare prey!
Chu Men stood up from the beach chair, put his hands in the pockets of his silk nightgown, and walked half a circle around the sand table.
"A nail house that can't even kill the old man and can only build walls to block it?"
"If you enter, your memory and existence will be erased?"
"Sounds like it's much more resistant to beating than Hell and those soft-footed shrimps in heaven."
Chu Men twisted his neck and grinned in an extremely bright arc.
"I thought that after making God into a desk lamp, the universe would be completely out of fun."
"Why did you hide such a huge wild playground for me in the suburbs?"
Lucifer and Michael looked at each other and took a breath at the same time.
"Master, that's not a playground, that's nothingness that can melt even concepts..."
"Stop talking nonsense, as long as the health bar is bright, there is nothing that cannot be caught and guarded."