Kytheron sat on the throne Zod had specially prepared for him, looking at Metron, whom he had pulled over, with an unhappy expression.
"That… I can explain!"
Their eyes met, and the usually arrogant God of Knowledge began to stammer, just about to explain his actions.
But Kytheron didn't give him that chance, directly pulling him off the mobius chair with absolute force.
"No, don't!"
The moment his body separated from the chair, he suddenly lost his omniscient power, which filled his heart with immense fear.
Losing the mobius chair meant losing everything he currently possessed.
"It's over, everything is over!"
At this moment, Metron had only this one thought in his heart.
At the same time, the mobius chair, having lost its Master, instinctively tried to escape, but the surrounding space was under Kytheron's absolute control, leaving it no chance at all.
"So this is the God of Knowledge, a supercomputer capable of searching the endless knowledge of the entire Multiverse. I'd like to try it!"
Kytheron's words were not directed at Metron, but at the mobius chair.
"No, give me back the mobius chair."
Metron, having lost the chair, saw Kytheron about to sit on it himself and immediately scrambled to his feet to stop him.
"Hmph! Don't be rude to Lord God!"
Unfortunately, before he could make any more moves, Zod had already stepped in front of him, expressionless.
"Get out of my way! That belongs to me! I am the God of Knowledge, only I can sit on it!"
Metron roared at Zod in grief and indignation, preparing to strike.
However, the current Zod had already undergone a complete transformation; with his Kryptonian super genes, confronting a God was no problem at all.
"Bang!"
Zod calmly retracted his fist, looking at Metron, who had been sent flying and was now stuck to the wall, his eyes revealing undisguised disdain.
It was as if he was silently mocking him, "Is this all the God of Knowledge is?"
Meanwhile, Kytheron had already sat on the mobius chair.
Immediately, brilliant light emanated from the chair, and a strange power flowed into Kytheron's body. In that instant, Kytheron had the illusion that he could know everything if he only wished it.
However, Kytheron, who understood the mobius chair, naturally wouldn't believe that one could truly become omniscient by relying on a chair; that would make omniscience far too cheap!
Suddenly, Kytheron thought of the questions Batman asked after sitting on this chair in a certain side story.
"Tell me, what is the Joker's true name?"
At that time, after Batman replaced Metron as the new God of Knowledge, he asked two questions to verify if the mobius chair truly knew everything.
The first was the killer of his parents, and the chair immediately provided the answer to this question.
As for the second, he inquired about the true identity of his old adversary. Unfortunately, the answer given by the mobius chair was: "I cannot tell you the Joker's true name, because there are three Jokers."
Subsequently, Kytheron merely thought of a few special names in his mind, and this small action almost sent the mobius chair directly to its demise.
Because those names were Overmonitor, Emptiness, God, and Giant Ferocious Beast—such supreme beings. Let alone the manufactured mobius chair, even if Anti-Monitor came personally, he would also be scared to death.
Therefore, at this moment, streaks of electricity surged across the chair, as if its internal circuits were about to short out.
Metron watched this scene, so heartbroken he was almost in tears!
It was like his precious little cabbage, which he treasured immensely, being lured away by a yellow-haired punk riding a ghost fire motorcycle, and then ending up pregnant.
Metron's mood at this time was much like that: heartache and anger surged in his heart, but he was powerless.
"It seems the legendary God of Knowledge is nothing more than this. However, the Source within this chair is quite good; keeping it in the chair is a bit of a waste!"
With that, Kytheron directly grabbed the mobius chair, and a Source emanating a strange halo was drawn out by him.
The Source is born between countless destructions and rebirths of the World, possessing the power to turn decay into wonder.
Such a precious Source naturally attracted the contention of Gods, especially the Old Gods. They had an extreme dependence on the Source, so the Old Gods continuously caused the Multiverse to be destroyed and reborn to collect it.
Of course, the frantic struggle for the Source also plunged the Old Gods into endless wars, resulting in heavy casualties.
Finally, the New Gods, led by Yuga Khan, rose and completely ended the era of Old Gods' rule.
Because the New Gods were not as dependent on the Source!
But even so, the Source was still a precious item to be contended for.
Because as long as one possesses enough Source, one can condense a Godhead to become a New God, or even use the Source to merge with one's own counterparts in countless Universes, becoming the one and only Unique God.
Therefore, when Kytheron saw the Source in the mobius chair, he naturally had other ideas. He couldn't use this thing, but he could give it to his subordinates.
After all, having already confronted Rao, his title of Kryptonian God had been established, and his subordinates would naturally need subordinate Gods in the future.
Moreover, they couldn't just have power comparable to a God without a condensed Godhead; they had to be genuine Gods recognized by the Multiverse.
"No, you'll ruin it that way."
Metron truly broke down in tears. He hadn't expected Kytheron to actually completely disregard the endless knowledge brought by the mobius chair, and instead directly extract the Source from within it.
If the mobius chair lost its Source, it would be like a computer losing its motherboard, completely becoming a waste.
"Ruin it? That's not happening. I merely extracted a part of its Source; at most, its functions will be weakened somewhat."
For such a divine artifact, although Kytheron didn't find it particularly useful, he hadn't reached the point of casually destroying it.
"If you don't care for the mobius chair, can you return it to me then?"
At this moment, Metron, for some reason, asked Kytheron with a hint of anticipation in his voice.
"Return it to you? Don't even think about it. My allowing you to live is already an immense act of mercy!"
"However, getting the chair back isn't impossible. Just wait until I get tired of sitting on it, then I'll return it to you!"
Kytheron said lazily, reclining on the mobius chair with a comfortable expression.
Hearing this, Metron's face turned green with anger, but seeing Zod glaring menacingly beside him, he instantly deflated!
His eyes, filled with infinite resentment and longing, looked at the chair Kytheron was sitting on, his heart a mix of emotions.
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