In the boundless world, there is a vast gray buffer zone.
Chen Mo stood between the two worlds, preparing to enter the coordinates from the Justice League universe.
But just then, a gaze swept over from the depths of the universe.
There were no exaggerated energy fluctuations or terrifying spatial tremors.
But at the same time, all the Blacklight cells in Chen Mo's body tightened up, indicating that a powerful entity had discovered him!
"That's impressive! A master right from the start?!"
Chen Mo stopped observing the world and looked up in the direction from which the gaze was coming from.
At the end of the gray space—in fact, the space has no end, but the visitor has given this concept of an end to it.
A colossal, immeasurable figure slowly emerged.
The opponent wore dark silver armor covering their entire body, with intricate red X-shaped patterns etched on their shoulder armor and chest. The armor's surface was devoid of any decoration, displaying only numerous projections of the ever-changing world.
Some planets have just formed, while some civilizations are already on the verge of destruction.
Those images kept flashing past him before being absorbed deep into his armor.
He gripped a massive, black, spiked iron hammer in one hand, its surface still glowing with a lingering white light. A swirling Nebula surrounded him.
Inside that Nebula, a new planet is slowly forming.
The other person's body was so tall that its end could not be seen.
Chen Mo could only see his chest and head; what lay below was obscured by layers of world barriers.
This is the World Forger.
"Damn, how long will this take to eat?"
This is one of the ultimate bosses in the DC multiverse.
It is also a higher-dimensional being responsible for forging the world and maintaining the structure of the multiverse.
Those eyes fell on Chen Mo.
There was no murderous intent, nor any wariness.
There was only a slight doubt, and a surprise that quickly vanished.
Chen Mo clearly sensed that the other person was observing his body.
The Blacklight Virus, its ability to devour, the constantly changing miniature world within its body, and that special passage connecting to the Death Dimension.
Everything was swept over by that gaze.
In just one second.
The World Forger then turned their attention away.
He didn't speak, didn't make a move, and didn't even ask Chen Mo why he was there.
The Nebula continued to swirl around him.
He simply kept his head down, focusing on completing his work.
Chen Mo stood there, silent for a moment.
The other party should have already realized that they are not a life form of this universe.
But he did not stop him.
This represents two possibilities.
First, the other party doesn't care at all about a strange life form entering the DC Universe.
Secondly, the other party had already realized that Chen Mo's physical body was not enough to threaten this level, so they didn't bother with him.
Regardless of the method, Chen Mo had no intention of continuing to enter using his physical body.
After all, they've worked so hard to create this world, and he just dragged his own body in and barged in; it's somewhat disrespectful to their work.
Chen Mo grinned and reached out to grab the spatial coordinates in front of him.
"Never mind, let's not disturb this old blacksmith."
The dark red substance spread from his fingertips, quickly covering the spatial passage.
The next second, the connection between the entity and the DC universe was forcibly severed.
The coordinates connecting to the depths of the universe quickly went out, and the surrounding gray space returned to silence.
Chen Mo's true form retreated, his body gradually disappearing into the invisible interlayer.
But before leaving completely, he looked back one last time.
The World Forger made no unusual moves or actions.
The other person remained standing there, the Nebula in his hand having condensed into a complete planet, which he then placed into a newly unfolded region of the universe.
Chen Mo frowned.
The multiverse is clearly in trouble, and the unstable Dark Multiverse is constantly expanding outwards, yet the World Forger still appears perfectly normal.
Since he's still working, why doesn't he deal with those out-of-control universes?
Didn't he know?
Or does he know, but simply have no intention of interfering?
Chen Mo didn't continue guessing.
The existence of this level of existence is often more complex than the mutation record of the Blacklight Virus. Approaching it rashly could easily turn a trip into a funeral.
Chen Mo's true form was hidden deep within the interlayer.
He raised his hand and suddenly ripped a large clump of dark red substance from his chest.
The Blacklight tissue writhed and rapidly split into bones, muscles, skin, and clothing. In just a few seconds, a body identical to Chen Mo's stood before him.
The clone opened its eyes, but remained stiff and expressionless.
Chen Mo raised his foot and kicked the clone directly in the butt.
The clone instantly transformed into a black and red meteor, crashing into the gray world beside it.
The sound was quickly swallowed up by the spatial turbulence.
Chen Mo withdrew his foot and continued to observe the World Forger in the distance.
The black and red meteor pierced through several dimensional barriers and crashed into the edge of a gray world.
boom!
The world's crystal wall shattered on the spot.
The clone smashed through the thick spatial layer and landed in an unfamiliar city.
The ground was smashed into a deep crater.
Shards of broken cement flew in all directions, and the sirens of several dilapidated cars parked on the roadside simultaneously went off.
Acid rain was falling from the sky.
Rainwater fell to the ground, creating wisps of white smoke. Most of the buildings on both sides of the street were damaged, their exterior walls covered with flickering neon signs.
The dark red substance was retrieved from the bottom of the pit.
Chen Mo connected with his clone, stood up, and looked around.
The city is full of overhead pipes and exposed cables, and in the distance there are several factories that constantly emit black smoke.
There were no pedestrians on the street.
Only a few people with prosthetic limbs huddled under the eaves, watching him through the rain.
"What the hell? Is this some kind of cyberpunk movie set?"
Just as Chen Mo was about to make out the words on the neon signs, a piercing engine roar suddenly came from behind him.
A large, armor-piercing chainsaw was pressed against the back of his neck.
The saw teeth rotated at high speed, and green corrosive liquid dripped continuously down the metal edge.
The person behind me pressed down hard on the chainsaw, their rough, hoarse voice ringing in my ear.
"Pull out your valuable organs."
The other person paused for a moment, then continued:
"No living being is allowed to breathe on this land."