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Superboy-Prime was a truly formidable character. He came from the mysterious Prime Universe to the Multiverse and had fought wars across countless universes.
Although he was a bit unhinged, his strength was beyond question.
Many Ancient Deities who had long paid attention to Superman—this astonishing individual forged from countless Kryptonian lives—had already turned their gaze upon Superboy-Prime.
Dark Superman, Golden Superman, Silver Superman, Bronze Superman, Iron Superman... Many Ancient Deities were astonished by the incredible talent and potential of Superman's Doppelgängers. Although the seemingly most powerful Golden Superman was nothing to these Ancient Beings, the fact that a mere native of the Multiverse could produce so many powerful Doppelgängers was indeed eye-catching.
And Superboy-Prime was considered by the Ancient Deities to be the next Doppelgänger who would be at least on par with Silver Superman.
This Superman, from the unique Prime Universe, had monopolized all of its resources from birth. In the vast Prime Universe, Superboy-Prime was the only superpowered individual; all other life forms were mortals. Their only way to compete with each other was to diligently pursue technological advancement.
In the Prime Universe, only Superboy-Prime was special, and he was powerful to an absurd degree.
He was truly qualified to rival those brilliant and stunning Doppelgängers.
His combat power had long reached the peak of Level Seven. He just needed a single opportunity to find his own unique multiversal path, to surpass the single-entity level in one leap and ascend to the Multiversal Level. At that tier, he alone could match the vast, boundless Multiverse.
Meanwhile, Megatron, relying on two shattered Infinity Stones to hold his own against Superboy-Prime, had already reached his limit. The power of the Infinity Stones was being pushed to its absolute maximum and was struggling to keep up with Megatron's power output. Megatron's chassis was also covered in wounds; many of his components had been destroyed and regenerated multiple times.
Overburdened.
Fire spewed from Megatron's eyes as he verged on frenzy. It was the first time he had faced such a powerful enemy, one who seemed to grow stronger the longer they fought. At the beginning, he could keep up with Superboy-Prime's attack tier and frequency, but now, he could only take the hits passively.
Fortunately, when Megatron was devouring the Infinity Stones, he had never neglected to temper his own chassis. His powerful chassis granted him reliable endurance; otherwise, he would have been finished long ago.
"You despicable pieces of trash, you should all just die, die, die!!!"
Superboy-Prime opened his cavernous mouth. In an instant, countless figures of him appeared around Megatron, swinging their fists at ferocious speeds and viciously pummeling him. Every punch left a terrifying dent in Megatron's chassis.
The Power Gem on his left hand, which had once bloomed with a dazzling purple light, now appeared somewhat dim. Before the mountain-like Superboy-Prime, even the shattered Infinity Stone was struggling to resist.
The current Superboy-Prime had gone completely insane. Whenever he entered this state, he would become a bloodthirsty, impulsive madman who acted purely on emotion without thinking. At the same time, his combat power would also be unleashed to its fullest extent.
"Optimus Prime, if you're fucking done, get over here and help me! What the hell are you doing over there, contemplating the meaning of life?!"
Megatron roared, swinging his greatsword at Superboy-Prime, but he couldn't even hinder his opponent. The weapon, forged from True Adamantium, was shattered by a single punch from Superboy-Prime.
Bang!
Superboy-Prime grinned menacingly and kicked Megatron in the head. Half of his metal face caved in instantly, and blinding sparks sputtered continuously, revealing the complex circuitry wrapped beneath the metal.
Those were Megatron's nerves and blood vessels.
"This is the first time I've seen you in such a sorry state." Optimus Prime appeared in front of Megatron, blocking Superboy-Prime. He unleashed a dense barrage of countless cannon blasts, bombarding his opponent at an ultra-high frequency.
"Hmph, if you had faced this guy alone, you would've been dead long ago. You should be thanking me."
Megatron, seething with rage, retorted.
Optimus Prime glanced over at the Guardians and Manhunters still entangled with Duzun. Their battlefield was clearly distinct from his own, an obvious sign that they had no intention of getting involved.
After a moment of contemplation, Optimus Prime looked at Superboy-Prime, who was on a rampage and no different from a madman, and said in a deep voice, "You don't have to throw your life away for Sinestro."
"I never throw my life away for anyone! I just enjoy the feeling of cleaning up trash!" Superboy-Prime said maniacally, his eyes red.
"Then there's nothing more to say... Let's go, Megatron," Optimus Prime said seriously.
...
While great wars frequently broke out in the main universe, somewhere in the Blood Realm, Mobius was squatting with a look of dejection.
He was seething with frustration.
He had originally thought that obtaining the Anti-Life Equation would allow him to turn the tables and become a supreme deity, just like when Darkseid obtained the Omega Effect all those years ago, instantly transforming his body and skyrocketing his power.
But now, while his body had changed, his power hadn't increased significantly...
When Mobius finally managed to adapt to the Anti-Life Equation after spending a great deal of time and successfully deciphered the complex formula, his expression turned black as pitch.
That's right, the Anti-Life Equation was an extremely complex formula, encompassing nearly every life form both inside and outside the Multiverse.
Anti-Life Equation = loneliness + alienation + fear + despair + self-worth ÷ mockery ÷ condemnation ÷ misunderstanding x guilt x shame x failure x judgment
n = y, where y = hope, and n = folly. Love = lies, life = death, self = dark side...
It was a bizarre and complex set of equations. Even if one exhausted all the computers in the Multiverse, it would be impossible to parse this formula. Only by relying on a deity's super-brain could one comprehend what the Anti-Life Equation was about and what needed to be done to increase one's power.
But the results of his analysis left Mobius with mixed feelings.
The good news was that the Anti-Life Equation seemed to have no upper limit to its power; as long as Mobius was strong enough, he could even destroy countless universes and devour its power without issue. The bad news was that if Mobius truly began to destroy countless universes, he would definitely be noticed by certain interested parties.
He couldn't yet match those old geezers who had lived for who knows how many years. Moreover, that insidious fellow Mandrakk had clearly sensed something, which made Mobius extremely uneasy.
"Mere cannon fodder from Apokolips forced me to leave Qward just to maintain secrecy... Why didn't the Anti-Life Equation directly grant me immense power, like the Omega Effect?!"
Mobius seethed with frustration.
After contemplating for a long time, Mobius grit his teeth and finally decided to immediately begin destroying the Positive Matter Universe to charge the Anti-Life Equation.
"As long as I'm careful, move gently and slowly, and let as little of the Anti-Life Equation's strange aura leak out as possible, no one will discover what I'm doing..."
Mobius grit his teeth. His face, covered by a can-like battle helmet, looked toward the countless black spheres before him and began to select a target.
Suddenly, he paused, staring in astonishment at a universe in the distance that was clearly a size smaller.
This universe was carefully... moving.
As if sensing Mobius's shock, the small black sphere suddenly froze, becoming completely still, as if everything that had just happened was merely a dull illusion.
(end of chapter)
Although he was a bit unhinged, his strength was beyond question.
Many Ancient Deities who had long paid attention to Superman—this astonishing individual forged from countless Kryptonian lives—had already turned their gaze upon Superboy-Prime.
Dark Superman, Golden Superman, Silver Superman, Bronze Superman, Iron Superman... Many Ancient Deities were astonished by the incredible talent and potential of Superman's Doppelgängers. Although the seemingly most powerful Golden Superman was nothing to these Ancient Beings, the fact that a mere native of the Multiverse could produce so many powerful Doppelgängers was indeed eye-catching.
And Superboy-Prime was considered by the Ancient Deities to be the next Doppelgänger who would be at least on par with Silver Superman.
This Superman, from the unique Prime Universe, had monopolized all of its resources from birth. In the vast Prime Universe, Superboy-Prime was the only superpowered individual; all other life forms were mortals. Their only way to compete with each other was to diligently pursue technological advancement.
In the Prime Universe, only Superboy-Prime was special, and he was powerful to an absurd degree.
He was truly qualified to rival those brilliant and stunning Doppelgängers.
His combat power had long reached the peak of Level Seven. He just needed a single opportunity to find his own unique multiversal path, to surpass the single-entity level in one leap and ascend to the Multiversal Level. At that tier, he alone could match the vast, boundless Multiverse.
Meanwhile, Megatron, relying on two shattered Infinity Stones to hold his own against Superboy-Prime, had already reached his limit. The power of the Infinity Stones was being pushed to its absolute maximum and was struggling to keep up with Megatron's power output. Megatron's chassis was also covered in wounds; many of his components had been destroyed and regenerated multiple times.
Overburdened.
Fire spewed from Megatron's eyes as he verged on frenzy. It was the first time he had faced such a powerful enemy, one who seemed to grow stronger the longer they fought. At the beginning, he could keep up with Superboy-Prime's attack tier and frequency, but now, he could only take the hits passively.
Fortunately, when Megatron was devouring the Infinity Stones, he had never neglected to temper his own chassis. His powerful chassis granted him reliable endurance; otherwise, he would have been finished long ago.
"You despicable pieces of trash, you should all just die, die, die!!!"
Superboy-Prime opened his cavernous mouth. In an instant, countless figures of him appeared around Megatron, swinging their fists at ferocious speeds and viciously pummeling him. Every punch left a terrifying dent in Megatron's chassis.
The Power Gem on his left hand, which had once bloomed with a dazzling purple light, now appeared somewhat dim. Before the mountain-like Superboy-Prime, even the shattered Infinity Stone was struggling to resist.
The current Superboy-Prime had gone completely insane. Whenever he entered this state, he would become a bloodthirsty, impulsive madman who acted purely on emotion without thinking. At the same time, his combat power would also be unleashed to its fullest extent.
"Optimus Prime, if you're fucking done, get over here and help me! What the hell are you doing over there, contemplating the meaning of life?!"
Megatron roared, swinging his greatsword at Superboy-Prime, but he couldn't even hinder his opponent. The weapon, forged from True Adamantium, was shattered by a single punch from Superboy-Prime.
Bang!
Superboy-Prime grinned menacingly and kicked Megatron in the head. Half of his metal face caved in instantly, and blinding sparks sputtered continuously, revealing the complex circuitry wrapped beneath the metal.
Those were Megatron's nerves and blood vessels.
"This is the first time I've seen you in such a sorry state." Optimus Prime appeared in front of Megatron, blocking Superboy-Prime. He unleashed a dense barrage of countless cannon blasts, bombarding his opponent at an ultra-high frequency.
"Hmph, if you had faced this guy alone, you would've been dead long ago. You should be thanking me."
Megatron, seething with rage, retorted.
Optimus Prime glanced over at the Guardians and Manhunters still entangled with Duzun. Their battlefield was clearly distinct from his own, an obvious sign that they had no intention of getting involved.
After a moment of contemplation, Optimus Prime looked at Superboy-Prime, who was on a rampage and no different from a madman, and said in a deep voice, "You don't have to throw your life away for Sinestro."
"I never throw my life away for anyone! I just enjoy the feeling of cleaning up trash!" Superboy-Prime said maniacally, his eyes red.
"Then there's nothing more to say... Let's go, Megatron," Optimus Prime said seriously.
...
While great wars frequently broke out in the main universe, somewhere in the Blood Realm, Mobius was squatting with a look of dejection.
He was seething with frustration.
He had originally thought that obtaining the Anti-Life Equation would allow him to turn the tables and become a supreme deity, just like when Darkseid obtained the Omega Effect all those years ago, instantly transforming his body and skyrocketing his power.
But now, while his body had changed, his power hadn't increased significantly...
When Mobius finally managed to adapt to the Anti-Life Equation after spending a great deal of time and successfully deciphered the complex formula, his expression turned black as pitch.
That's right, the Anti-Life Equation was an extremely complex formula, encompassing nearly every life form both inside and outside the Multiverse.
Anti-Life Equation = loneliness + alienation + fear + despair + self-worth ÷ mockery ÷ condemnation ÷ misunderstanding x guilt x shame x failure x judgment
n = y, where y = hope, and n = folly. Love = lies, life = death, self = dark side...
It was a bizarre and complex set of equations. Even if one exhausted all the computers in the Multiverse, it would be impossible to parse this formula. Only by relying on a deity's super-brain could one comprehend what the Anti-Life Equation was about and what needed to be done to increase one's power.
But the results of his analysis left Mobius with mixed feelings.
The good news was that the Anti-Life Equation seemed to have no upper limit to its power; as long as Mobius was strong enough, he could even destroy countless universes and devour its power without issue. The bad news was that if Mobius truly began to destroy countless universes, he would definitely be noticed by certain interested parties.
He couldn't yet match those old geezers who had lived for who knows how many years. Moreover, that insidious fellow Mandrakk had clearly sensed something, which made Mobius extremely uneasy.
"Mere cannon fodder from Apokolips forced me to leave Qward just to maintain secrecy... Why didn't the Anti-Life Equation directly grant me immense power, like the Omega Effect?!"
Mobius seethed with frustration.
After contemplating for a long time, Mobius grit his teeth and finally decided to immediately begin destroying the Positive Matter Universe to charge the Anti-Life Equation.
"As long as I'm careful, move gently and slowly, and let as little of the Anti-Life Equation's strange aura leak out as possible, no one will discover what I'm doing..."
Mobius grit his teeth. His face, covered by a can-like battle helmet, looked toward the countless black spheres before him and began to select a target.
Suddenly, he paused, staring in astonishment at a universe in the distance that was clearly a size smaller.
This universe was carefully... moving.
As if sensing Mobius's shock, the small black sphere suddenly froze, becoming completely still, as if everything that had just happened was merely a dull illusion.
(end of chapter)
