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

Deadpool and the Incredible Man charged forward again, heading straight for the two, and began their frenzied attack on the two main gods.

However, the remaining two deities were filled with terror. They were absent-minded, disheveled, covered in dust, and completely lacking in dignity.

At this moment, they felt the death of the moon goddess up close, her once real and tangible aura had vanished without a trace.

They realized more clearly that even as the supreme gods of Krypton, they would eventually die. Gods can also die!

Gradually, immense fear grew in their hearts, filling their emotions, and wavering longing quickly took root and sprouted.

In the blink of an eye, it grew into a towering ancient tree, its lush branches spreading wildly and intertwining, completely shaking their minds.

The goddesses of beauty and wisdom first glanced at Rao, who was quietly watching Ye Ritian and observing him coldly, before turning their gaze away.

The two women exchanged a glance, their silent communication and eye contact conveying a profound understanding that needed no further words, for they were utterly inadequate and powerless to express.

If they keep fighting, they will really perish. Even if they punish Ye Ritian, what good will it do? They will lose their own lives. These two lunatics are really enraged.

After the death of Luna and Hulk's release of gamma power, they finally came to their senses.

The other group was truly too powerful. Not only was their leader, Ye Ritian, exceptionally strong, but even their three subordinates, the Death Servants, were not to be underestimated.

Now they have to admit that even in a three-on-one situation, they have no chance of being a match for any one of them. They are really... terrifying.

If they continued to cause trouble, they would really be killed by these two guys. They thought that a desperate fight would hold off these three guys or kill Ye Ritian, allowing him to successfully climb over the wall, so that their side could turn the tide and win.

But to everyone's surprise, the three of them were so strong that they hadn't been injured at all during the long fight. This battle was a complete joke, as the opponents completely crushed their group.

This ridiculous fighting spirit, this desperate struggle, is utterly meaningless. To others, it's nothing but ridicule and mockery. These mindless people never understood who was strong or weak.

At the same time, their sacrifices did not cause any damage to the enemy, their deaths were utterly worthless, and they became a laughing stock in the eyes of the gods.

Haha, here's a joke: I exert all my strength just to make the other person bleed a drop of blood, or feel a slight sense of pleasure.

As a result, I couldn't even meet this extremely simple requirement. The enemy was as powerful as ever, crushing us relentlessly and suppressing us at the bottom of the mountain.

Swish!

Fortunately, the goddess of wisdom and the goddess of beauty turned and ran away in unison, fleeing in panic.

But... it was too late. In their rage and with serious expressions, Deadpool and the Unbelievable had already fixed their gazes on the two damned false gods.

"Die, Goddess of Beauty."

Deadpool growled, his expression more serious than ever before, without a trace of his usual smugness. This was the first time he had ever been angry in DC, and it was because of Ye Ritian that he was so enraged.

Since he had chosen to follow him, no matter what kind of person he was or what situation he was in, as his subordinate, he had to save him without hesitation and do his best to rescue him. So he rushed over with murderous intent, chasing after the instigator of all this.

"You...you shouldn't treat my master like this, really!"

The incredible man spoke calmly, his eyes unfocused, looking utterly bewildered. Yet, this very appearance triggered Ye Ritian's core will to enslave him, the ultimate level.

At this moment, the incredible man was very angry, and a huge rage had accumulated in his heart. In the vast and boundless realm, his gaze fell fiercely on the god of wisdom.

Endless killing intent surged and roared in the raging sea, and a terrifying aura burst forth from his body, spreading outwards and spreading wildly to his enemies.

"No, please... spare me, Ye Ritian. I like him, I admire him. Please tell him that as long as you don't kill me, I can be his woman... Bye..."

The goddess looked anxious and terrified as Deadpool charged towards her, but before she could finish speaking, she was forcibly interrupted and her head fell off.

"You talk too much."

Deadpool said coldly and ruthlessly, his bloodthirsty eyes gradually calming down as he indifferently looked at the corpse of the goddess of beauty. She had a beautiful face and a good figure that would make any man drool at first glance.

But he sneered, "Want to be Ye Ritian's woman? You're dreaming. I may not know about other things, but when it comes to women, I can see that he's quite devoted. He says he likes to have other women, but in reality, with Xingkong and Xingchen by his side, he won't even look at anyone else."

Immediately, a single thought disintegrated the goddess's body, along with her head, which dissipated into starlight particles that appeared and disappeared in a flash before vanishing into nothingness.

The Supreme God of Krypton, the God of Beauty, dies.

Deadpool slowly raised his head and looked at the remaining Gods of Wisdom.

"No, no! Don't chase me! Let me go! I'm not stopping you from rescuing Ye Ritian anymore. You can go and kill him without worry..."

The god of wisdom cried out in alarm, his expression frantic and terrified. Before he could finish uttering the last word "Oh," he vanished without a trace.

Soon, accompanied by an unwilling roar, the incredible man made a domineering and ruthless move, his expression solemn, and threw a punch.

boom!

After a deafening roar, a terrifying force, brewing to shake the very structure of the multiverse, was unleashed, instantly shattering the body of the God of Wisdom. Her body was reduced to countless fragments, dissipating into the starry sky in pieces that could never be pieced back together—a truly horrific death.

The supreme god of Krypton, the god of wisdom, is dead.

Having achieved his goal, the incredible man approached Deadpool.

"A bunch of useless trash, utterly worthless."

Rao couldn't help but curse, his eyes full of disdain. These teammates he spent every day with were really terrible.

The weak are weak, and even powerful gods who have advanced to a higher level of life are not worthy of respect.

As the ancient sun god Rao, I shouldn't have lowered myself to join them from the very beginning. We're not on the same level at all; we've gone down the wrong path.

Even with their own frantic efforts to improve their strength, they still couldn't make up for their innate deficiencies.

The reason is simple: they are all lowly mortals, while I am a noble god.

A dog like you dares to talk to me about status?

Rao glanced around, gazing indifferently into the distance. The three main goddesses—the moon goddess, the goddess of beauty, and the goddess of wisdom—had died in battle, and he didn't care about their deaths at all.

At this moment, his thoughts were racing, calculating the profits. What had he gained from this battle, and was it proportional to what he had lost?

After a brief moment of processing, the super brain quickly concluded that as long as Ye Ritian died or failed and stepped off the stage, then everything would be worthwhile.

Once this guy is gone, he will be the natural supreme god of Krypton, and no one will be able to compete with him for control of Superman.

The entire Kryptonian territory that Ye Ritian had annexed and possessed now belonged entirely to Rao. He could then naturally accept all of Rao's conceptual systems, and everything Rao did would be a stepping stone for him.

The premise is... that Ye Ritian must die. As long as he dies, any sacrifice is worthwhile, even if it means sacrificing three main gods.

The Wall of Origin is the tomb of the gods. This guy will die sooner or later if he goes up there. It's just a matter of time. I can wait it out. Who's afraid of who?

Thinking this, Rao began to feel joyful and in high spirits. He had already constructed an infinitely beautiful future in his mind and was looking forward to that day coming soon.

Ok?

Suddenly, he turned to look at Hulk, who was rushing towards Ye Ritian, chasing the light of origin.

His brows furrowed immediately, and without any hesitation, he set off to stop them.

Chapter 237 Ye Ritian was tricked by Rao and sent to the wall.

"Even with all his skills, Ye Ritian is powerless against the Wall of Origin. His final fate is to climb onto the wall. You should all watch him go on his final journey."

Rao stood there confidently, his eyes full of sarcasm.

At this moment, our Sun God was bursting with confidence, and for the first time ever, a slight smile appeared on his face. But upon closer inspection, it was actually a sneer, a look of triumphant satisfaction at his wicked scheme.

The Wall of Origin is the acknowledged tomb of the gods. No one can break free from its bonds. This is a conclusion that countless gods within the wall have barely reached through three eras of suffering and sacrifice. It is a truth that is both real and cruel.

Throughout history, there has never been a case of anyone ever coming down from above. No one has ever managed to escape after climbing the wall.

It was a prison that even the gods despaired in; the feeling of being worse than dead tormented them, yet death was not an immediate possibility, and escape was impossible.

After being enshrined on the wall, death became their greatest lifelong desire; for them, death was a form of liberation.

At this moment, within that terrifying light of origin.

Ye Ritian remained calm and composed, his eyes as still as a deep well, appearing serene and indifferent, as if nothing was worth his attention.

His body was being pulled by a tremendous suction force. With each passing moment, his body was being pulled into a higher and farther space-time, where countless substances were rapidly passing by.

Ye Ritian did not resist; instead, he remained calm with a faint smile on his lips.

He lowered his head slightly, watching the figures rushing towards him. His gaze passed over Deadpool, Hulk, and Incredible Man, and finally settled on Raoh.

Swish!

Ye Ritian's smile widened, his joy overflowing, giving him the look of a sunny boy.

But to Rao, that smile was full of eeriness and strangeness.

For some reason, Rao felt a chill run down his spine, and a sense of dread arose within him, as if some terrible taboo had awakened from its long slumber and was slowly opening its eyes to stare at him.

He suppressed his fear, calmed himself, and said with a look of astonishment, "What is he laughing at? We're about to be sucked onto the wall, and he's still laughing? Does he not know how terrifying the Wall of Origin is?!"

Is this person an idiot? He's facing imminent disaster without even realizing it.

The Sun God frowned, looked up at Ye Ritian, his expression full of complex emotions, and fell into deep thought. He felt that he had forgotten something important.

Swish!

The next moment, Rao trembled uncontrollably, his eyes wide with shock, his pupils contracted sharply, and his expression froze in astonishment. He was deeply shocked, as if he had witnessed something incredibly impossible.

At the edge of Rao's vision, the man's mouth was slightly open as he gazed at him. A death prophecy, though from a great distance, clearly reached his ears and eyes.

"Ha, just wait to die, Rao. You think you can trap me with this trick alone? Stop daydreaming. When I finish researching the secrets of the Origin Wall and have stayed long enough to come down from the wall, it will be the moment of bloodshed for the entire DC world."

This voice made no attempt to conceal its contents; instead, it spread throughout the entire realm of the gods, spreading wildly and stretching for trillions of miles, heard by countless beings.

In the universe, countless powerful gods all had blank stares and were in a state of astonishment.

Even Rao frowned, his face dark as he stared at Ye Ritian, his eyes filled with deep resentment and fear.

"Huh? Did I hear that right? Did that little guy mean... he'll come back?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, he must be lying."