During the confrontation between Dormammu and Leon, the earth's surface also changes.

It's quite a black humor to say, if Leon wins, then the earth is saved;

If Dormammu wins, then the entire Earth will become his collection, a living planet that the Cone Nebula is not special. And all the people who inhabit the surface of the earth will also become immortal, immortal, immortal, and incorruptible biological specimens, and will perish forever.

The final outcome of the battle between the two gods will determine the fate of the billions of beings below, but the ignorant general public knows nothing about it, acting as a spectator looking up at the starry sky while still confined to their own narrow world, helplessly waiting for the judgment of fate.

The second new New York of the United States, the underground experimental base of the school city.

In the office, a group of employees are glued to the screen—they are the closest people on earth to the truth.

Particle beams, solar wind, high-speed electronic channels, over-the-horizon strikes outside the light second, overall migration at the nebula level....

The employees were dizzy by all kinds of abstract attack methods, and they couldn't even understand who had the advantage between Dormammu and Leon, but only knew that in that sky, there was a scene of "fairy fighting".

Fortunately, there are also professionals such as Dr. Octavis, who explained the battle situation in real time to other colleagues based on the images transmitted back by the few remaining artificial satellites on the lunar orbital surface, and restored the battle situation from the theoretical and physical level as much as possible.

Finally, the Dormammu field suddenly disappeared into space, and the pale giant ape reverted to its human form and slowly drifted towards the moon.

“..... Did you win? ”

Cyclops asked softly.

"Win." Dr. Octavius let out a cloudy breath and gave his judgment.

An emotion called joy was transmitted silently, although everyone present was one in a million elite talents, and there were many different kinds of scenes, but this did not prevent them from clenching their fists and waving them silently.

"Don't be in a hurry to rejoice, colleagues."

Magneto smiled and stood up, spreading his hands to signal the others to be quiet.

The mutant old man slowly picked up the landline on the table, and after a few clicks, the Yang Zhi brain transmitted the communication signal to the surface of the moon at the speed of light.

After a short delay, the call was connected.

"Your Excellency Leon, thank you very much for your contribution to the planet...."

Magneto's sincere flattery was interrupted before he could finish speaking, and the smile on his face gradually froze, fixed like a yellowed old photo, and nodded back and forth mechanically, "Yes, yes, I see, okay." ”

The atmosphere in the office gradually became depressed, and everyone was a little nervous, and turned their questioning eyes to Magneto.

"Hoo ....."

Magneto hung up the phone, smiled reluctantly, and said, "As a nebula cluster, Dormammus has been stripped of its divine roots, and the earth is temporarily out of crisis. ”

Sparse applause rang out, and more people waited for Magneto to finish his sentence - they all noticed the word "temporary".

"But," Magneto pursed his lips and said the damn word.

As we all know, in any language system in the world, the emergence of the inflection word "but" means that the preceding sentences have become all irrelevant.

"Our troubles are not over yet."

Magneto's eyes were a little silent, his lips opened and closed, and he said hoarsely, "Dormammu's divine domain exploded three hundred light-years away, and that was the complete destruction of an entire nebula cluster..."

Three hundred light-years away, this sounds like a very long distance, and even the light that symbolizes the highest speed of information transmission will take 300 years to complete this journey.

Some of the employees shrugged their shoulders and were indifferent to this;

Some of the employees frowned, puzzled, why Magneto was so frightened;

Some of the employees were stunned and panicked, only to feel a cold snap pass through their backs.

"Wait, Dr. Lanshel."

Dr. Octavius called Magneto by name and asked with difficulty, "Are you sure it's an explosion of an entire nebula?" ”

Magneto smiled bitterly and nodded, "Your Excellency Leon is right, he thinks that all the low-mass stars in the Dormammu Divine Domain have begun to implode in a row. ”

“...”

Dr. Octavius gasped, his hands trembling slightly, and he almost stumbled and fell when he stood up from his chair.

His movements, in the eyes of others, inevitably seem a little exaggerated and contrived.

Dr. Octavius wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, ignoring the puzzled glances of the others, and rolled up his cuffs to reveal the watch he was wearing on his wrist.

He stretched out his stubby finger and tapped it twice, and the round hole in the watch's LCD screen immediately projected a three-dimensional projection of the computer.

The school city already has enough technical ability to design the supercomputer in the shape of a watch, and in order to match the life and rest of the school city faculty and staff, it is also equipped with different modules.

For example, Dr. Octavis wears a watch that simulates a model of a physical experiment.

"Enter the Cone Nebula stellar data."

"Entering the basic constant data of physics, and adjusting the strength of the nucleus alone to be 100 times that of the conventional universe,

Physical constants such as vacuum speed of light c, basic electric nucleus e, Planck's constant h, Avogadro's constant NA, Boltzmann's constant kB, etc., change accordingly with strong forces."

"Recording the trajectory of the solar wind."

"Start the explosion model calculations."

Dr. Octavis' lips were dry and cracked, and he stared motionlessly at the three-dimensional projection projected by the computer, completely ignoring the good eyes of his colleagues.

Before it came, the sound of coughing, whispering conversations, drinking water, and even the slight sound of rubbing the fabric of the pants when shaking the legs in the office gradually weakened or even disappeared.

Everyone fell silent, watching the ever-changing three-dimensional projections.

The ticking sound made by the computer of the watch does not appear loud in the office.

Professor Charles's face sank like water, he and Magneto glanced at each other, and silently turned on the intelligent command in the office, transferring the screen of Dr. Octavis's watch to the big screen, and the central intelligence brain assisted in the calculation.

With the computing power of the central brain, the physical model is gradually clear, and some employees who are not from a professional class can also understand the model built on the screen.

It was the nebula, the Dormammu Nebula that was exploding.

The stellar material that was thrown away and projected into outer space, the high-energy beams that disappeared in an instant, and the brilliant spots of light that were coupled and distorted, all together formed the picture of a stellar explosion.