I, Silver Superman, have been upgraded to Omniscient and Omnipotent.

An invisible, harmless wave swept over, and Manhattan frowned. With a wave of his hand, he extinguished the wave. It was the power that automatically emanated from the man's trigger. It was not aggressive. He looked over in confusion.

Manhattan stared in astonishment at the powerful lighter in Ye Ritian's hand. He sensed an extraordinary and mysterious system, unfathomable rules and unknown power emanating from it, and wondered about the flame...

He was deeply puzzled and said solemnly.

"What kind of lighter is this? Why does it give me such a strange and eerie feeling? And that flame, is it a flame from hell?" Manhattan asked curiously, not knowing any better.

call!

Ye Ritian exhaled a smoke ring, glanced at the naked man, and said, "You mean this lighter?"

With a grin, he said, "This is called the Ultimate Eraser. I stole it. You guessed right, the flames it spews are hellfire, but now it's called..."

After a pause, Ye Ritian said calmly, "The Fire of God!"

boom!

Manhattan froze, his eyes rolling back in his head. Although his eyes were already whitish, they looked even more sinister and terrifying now.

The Fire of God. "God" is a name that resonates throughout the DC universe. From gods to mortals, everyone knows him. Countless universes and worlds sing his praises. He is the supreme god that all living beings in America worship and revere throughout their lives.

The little fire in front of him could actually produce God's Fire, and it was even related to it. Manhattan's expression was heavy: "God's Fire? His old man's flame? But is this real? I don't believe it..." As for why he was called "old man," it was simply because in America, the image of God in statues is that of an old man.

God has no real form or appearance; whether He is male or female, old or young, who knows? No one has ever seen Him.

He did not feel any divine pressure from the Ultimate Eraser.

Ye Ritian took a deep breath, exhaled a smoke ring, and said calmly, "It's your business if you don't believe me. Just now, I didn't unleash the Fire of God; what I spewed out was just a low-grade version of Hellfire. The Fire of God is far too high-class; an ordinary person would be terrified to death if they saw me..."

He tossed aside his empty cigarette butt, picked up another one, put it to his lips, and sneered as he stared at the defiant Manhattan.

"You want to witness the fire of God? That's easy, it's just a matter of a thought from me..."

Under Manhattan's shrewd gaze, Ye Ritian pressed the trigger again, and the lighter spewed out a mysterious colored flame—God's Fire!

The moment the flame burst forth, a spark leaked into the universe, igniting this galaxy. The fissures in space were extinguished by the burning, and the powerful force and high temperature scorched the balance of the universe. All the faint light and radiation energy in the vacuum were burned into nothingness and turned into particles.

The extremely powerful law descended majestically, landing in this void. Manhattan trembled. Before the vast power that was almost divine, his quantum body seemed insignificant. He didn't know if that thing could kill him, but it could certainly burn him.

Ye Ritian calmly replied, "Destroy!"

As Ye Ritian's will erupted, the oppressive force was quickly suppressed, and the universe returned to calm. The flame was returned to the lighter, and everything returned to balance.

Manhattan was stunned. It was confirmed: it was the Fire of God.

God, what a terrifying and powerful word! How did His things end up in the world, in the hands of evil people? Wait, Ye Ritian just said that it was stolen.

"Shocking! Ye Ritian stole something from God himself!" Manhattan concluded, his mind racing, utterly unable to believe it was true!

"This thing looks like an Earth lighter... Could it be... that God smokes too??" Manhattan felt like he had discovered some earth-shattering secret, a major scientific discovery.

"It must be him. He must have stolen God's Ultimate Eraser. Ultimate, ultimate, that must refer to God, right? No wonder the name is so terrifying. An ultimate weapon has been snatched away by an unknown superman..."

Manhattan was completely shocked, stunned, and felt his brain couldn't process it all. Today's testimony overturned his theological understanding, and he had unexpectedly stumbled upon the true nature of God.

"So, not only can mortals rival gods, but superhumans can even rival God?!"

Manhattan was dumbfounded, his mind racing. He tried his best to process what he had just seen and heard. All these new things were so astonishing that he had to remember them.

"I never imagined that my arrival today would lead me to unintentionally discover the hidden truth of this world, a truth concerning God," Manhattan murmured.

(P.S.: Each chapter is over four thousand words, which is equivalent to two chapters a day, not one. As for why it's not split into two parts, it's because this is my first time writing a novel, and I'm not used to the novel's style yet. In the future, I'll probably keep it at two thousand words per chapter if I'm still writing!)

Chapter 187 Manhattan Comes to Calm Down with Hua Zi

Ye Ritian, a young man smoking, noticed something amiss in Manhattan. The other man's suspicious expression and dazed demeanor puzzled him, and he spoke up.

"Dr. Manhattan, what's wrong? Do you want to talk to Hua Zi?"

call!

She exhaled a smoke ring and stared intently at the perverted man.

"Not bad, not bad, this physique is quite muscular, the muscle density is just right, the body contains great strength, it's just that without clothes I find it hard to appreciate the aesthetics..." he muttered to himself, looking at Manhattan.

Manhattan snapped out of his daze, staring in shock at the man who had stolen God: "I...I'm fine! What is...Hua Zi?"

Ye Ritian raised the cigarette in his hand, exhaled a light puff, and said casually, "Hua Zi means cigarette. Want some?"

Exhale smoke and wait for Manhattan's reaction.

"Sure...but do you have any cigars?" Manhattan agreed almost inexplicably, he didn't know why.

Perhaps he wanted to experience the Ultimate Eraser, a weapon that's practically God himself; he should definitely study it carefully!

"Want a cigar? That's easy!"

With a thought, Ye Ritian conjured a cigar and tossed it, along with a lighter, to Manhattan. He wasn't worried about Manhattan taking the weapon; no one could steal his things right under his nose.

Manhattan took the cigar and lighter, his hands trembling as he examined the Ultimate Eraser. Its jet-black color and mysterious patterns adorned its surface. Slightly larger than a regular lighter, it exuded a powerful, supreme concept, its power boundless.

"So this is the weapon that can unleash the fire of God, the Ultimate Eraser—heh! How interesting, why does it look so much like a lighter?!" He chuckled to himself, having no intention of coveting it. The fact that the other party could steal God's things was enough to prove that the other party was no pushover.

Looking at the cigarette, his eyes glazed over: "Cigarettes? That was a long time ago. I haven't smoked since my body was reconstituted..."

Put the cigarette in your mouth and pull the trigger.

Snapped!

The fire of God that I had been longing for did not appear; instead, the fire of hell ignited the cigarette butt.

Manhattan took a deep breath, lost in thought: "It seems this thing is restricted by the other party. Only its owner can ignite the God's Fire; outsiders can only get ordinary lighters and such..."

Manhattan's eyes widened as he carefully examined the Ultimate Eraser in his hand. He further deciphered the deeper meaning of the lighter and murmured...

"Why am I still feeling such a strong sense of death up there? This thing gives me the feeling that it can forcibly annihilate a person every time the trigger is pulled. What kind of power is this?"

Manhattan's eyes sharpened as he carefully examined the Ultimate Eraser. This thing gave him a very dangerous feeling. He knew that God's creation could not be so simple. Was it created just to breathe fire for smoking?

"This thing... can now forcibly erase a person's traces and kill them, annihilating them forcefully despite the obstruction of the laws of the universe. The scope of this power is indeed enormous, surpassing everything in terms of rules..." Dr. Manhattan's pupils shrank drastically, utterly horrified.

……

"Alright, you've lit your cigarette, now it's time to return my lighter!"

Ignoring Manhattan's reaction, Ye Ritian remotely recalled the lighter with a thought.

Manhattan looked at Ye Ritian warily: "Fine...!"

Huh?

He paused for a moment, his expression filled with surprise and doubt. He carefully sensed the timeline of this space-time and saw everything. When he discovered Ye Ritian's extraordinary nature, his face became solemn. The vast system within the other party's body was truly rare.

Manhattan was utterly stunned, speechless with shock. He stared at Ye Ritian with complex emotions, marveling at the incredibly active cells in Ye's body, the intense heat emanating from him, and his terrifyingly powerful god-like physique. He thought to himself, "What's going on with his body? Exuberant vitality, dazzling self-healing power, unknown evolutionary force, powerful physical strength, terrifying mental strength, unwavering willpower, unfathomable limits that seem endless, a constant replenishment of his internal energy, countless and ever-changing abilities, unfathomable supernatural powers… Hiss… This is the most powerful superhuman body in history, and also an undiscovered, unrecorded orphan superhuman. No one knows his history of growth; he just inexplicably appeared in the main universe…"

Manhattan took a deep drag of his cigarette, exhaled softly, the smoke swirling around him, feeling depressed, and murmured...

"This person... is probably not easy to deal with!"

He looked up at Ye Ritian, who had finished his cigarette, his confusion growing stronger, and asked...

"You must have come from another world, just like me, a timeline that doesn't exist in the DC universe. You crossed the wall, a true outsider. What are you trying to do by openly intruding into the DC universe?"

To get to the bottom of his suspicions, he could only explore in this way: the other party not only came into contact with God but also left safely. Could it be that God is in another universe? Is DC not just one world, but there are other worlds besides DC?

Thinking of this, Manhattan looked at Ye Ritian in shock. He seemed to have discovered some incredible, earth-shattering truth. The ultimate existence of God had been deciphered, and the person in front of him had come into contact with it!

Ye Ritian tossed his cigarette butt into the vacuum, stood up from his chair, and said calmly, "Manhattan, don't ask questions you shouldn't ask. Where I came from and where I'm going is none of your business. You... are too good at causing trouble!"

These words were loaded with meaning, and then what? Amidst the shocked and bewildered gazes of Manhattan, the other party slowly said, "Therefore, to prevent my plan from being carried out, I have decided to ask you to die!"

Ye Ritian decided to kill this guy. Manhattan was too reckless and liked to cause trouble, making him an unstable factor.

Taking advantage of this moment of leisure, he kicked the chair back onto the fairy ship, and Mettron quickly picked it up and sat down.

He was beaming with excitement: "The chair, my chair is back... I was born the god of knowledge, your god... is back... Hulk, come and kneel before me!" Mettron shouted excitedly at Hulk inside the house.

I can't wait to show off in front of him... to share endless knowledge with him, such as teaching Hulk how to find the value of x in 2x + 3 = 7?

the other side.

"Dr. Manhattan has come out too? I'm afraid he'll die here. I don't know if he's on Ye Ritian's kill list, but since he's come out, he's bound to die on the spot...!" Deadpool said calmly.

Hulk didn't come out, but Deadpool did. He glanced at Ye Ritian and Manhattan in the sky, then at the pretentious Metron, and said calmly, "Don't even think about running away. Even if you get your chair back, you won't escape his grasp!"

Metron roared in fury: "You...!"

He glanced fearfully at the two terrifyingly powerful figures in the vacuum. One was a man with a fierce aura emanating from a deep blue light, while the other, Ye Ritian, was extremely cruel and made him grit his teeth. He dared not speak out in anger, as he could not defeat either of them.

Seeing that everything was alright, Deadpool turned and walked back into the ship.

"Should we tell his two women that Ye Ritian secretly met with a naked man behind their backs...!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Deadpool involuntarily shivered, his lips trembling, and he said in a trembling voice...

"Just a joke, just a joke!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the terrifying feeling vanished, startling Deadpool.

In a vacuum

Ignoring the commotion on the immortal ship, Ye Ritian made his move!

boom!

Flying vertically, it approached its opponent and gently punched Manhattan. The purest force was suddenly unleashed, crushing all the energy in the vacuum. The particles of light vibrated rapidly at a high frequency and were wiped out in the blink of an eye.

A terrifying force, capable of shattering everything, swept through Manhattan from the fist.