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Chapter 820: Animate, Obliterate
Programmers will never allow a program to escape their control. To achieve this goal, they will do whatever it takes to obliterate any viruses within the program.
This is easy to understand.
But if you inexplicably become the virus being obliterated, then it becomes incomprehensible.
Tony was more than happy to pick up a knife and kill the programmers who came knocking—no, to turn them into his own people.
At this moment, Tony strolled through the Blood Realm. His black clothes were spotless, like a supreme deity inspecting his private garden—relaxed, carefree, and leisurely.
Ahead, a colossal figure fled in a wretched state. But as time passed, its struggles visibly weakened, and the force of its escape dwindled.
"21%. Tsk, tsk. How much longer can you hold on? Once I seize 30% of your authority, you won't even be able to run. Once I seize 40% of your authority, your will shall be obliterated by me."
Tony followed leisurely behind the OAA Celestial, like a hunter chasing a dinosaur, holding a knife that was constantly carving away its flesh and letting its blood.
The OAA Celestial was the beast waiting to be slaughtered. With every passing moment, a part of its being was permanently stolen.
That's right—the parts animated by Tony using the Allspark were branded with Tony's unique god mark! Unique meant it could not be erased!
"You will regret this!"
"The power of the Celestials is beyond your imagination! Do you think the Celestials only consist of those easily defeated mass-produced models? Do you think a being like me is considered strong among the Celestials?!"
"Perhaps you are not afraid, but your planet and your people will also face the wrath of the Celestials!"
"Let me go! Stop!"
"Cease your actions, and the Celestials will ignore everything about you!"
The OAA Celestial fled desperately, threatening and pleading at the same time.
Tony sneered, "What a coincidence. Who was it just now who said the Celestials would never let me go? Actually, you weren't wrong. Your coming here to test my Allspark might have been your own idea, but it was definitely for the sake of the Celestials as a whole. If it were me, I wouldn't tolerate a dangerous virus that could threaten my life at any moment existing in my program either."
"But unfortunately, from my perspective, you are the viruses. Anyone who comes looking for trouble with me is a virus!"
"22%..."
Tony sensed the information coming from the Allspark while analyzing the secrets of a construct like the Celestials.
In the past, he had destroyed the core code in Knowhere used to study members of the Celestials, and he had even gone so far as to transplant a demonically-augmented cluster of genetic flesh into Thor, who at the time was desperate for power to take revenge on Amatsu-Mikaboshi.
But the whole process was very dangerous. When Tony first started his research, he crossed a line and enraged Eternity. Thankfully, he was clever enough to decisively toss the initial experimental flesh-mass onto Apokolips...
"A Level Eight Celestial. I wonder how Eternity will handle this. Will he step in directly to stop me? Or will he remain silent and wait for the reaction of the Top Ten Celestials?"
Tony gazed at the miserable OAA Celestial ahead, lost in thought.
Eternity had no control over the Celestials, or at least was powerless to control their leadership. Animating the OAA Celestial was also a convenient way for Tony to observe a few things.
"Death came specifically to warn me to be careful of the Celestials... I could interpret that as a bored attempt at reconciliation and her gratitude for my defeat of Nekron... But if we also factor in Eternity..."
Now that was interesting.
The Five Creator Gods were, in theory, supposed to act in unison, their interests aligned and their authorities balanced. But that was only in theory.
When Nekron was on his rampage, neither the strongest, Oblivion, nor the second strongest, Infinity, were seen trying to encircle and destroy him. This couldn't be explained away by saying they weren't strong enough.
The Quasi-Ninth Level Oblivion could definitely suppress Nekron. As for Infinity, who could go toe-to-toe with Oblivion, he was at the very least at the peak of Level Eight; ensuring his own survival would have been easy.
But from beginning to end, not even a shadow of these two was seen.
The so-called Five Creator Gods... they were quite interesting.
The OAA Celestial's resistance weakened again. It seemed his fate of becoming Tony's slave was sealed.
Tony waited, vigilantly scanning his surroundings, peering through countless layers of time-space, coldly awaiting any potential lurkers. He knew that someone was definitely watching this place from afar.
At the very least, Eternity definitely knew, because the core secrets of the Celestials were being dissected by Tony.
But... it was dead silent.
There were only the OAA Celestial's meaningless threats and warnings, its resounding attacks, and the tremors of high-dimensional energy in the Blood Realm.
Nothing else.
The OAA Celestial also seemed to realize something. He stopped sending distress signals to the outside world and suddenly fell quiet, his six lightbulb-like eyes fixed on Tony.
He was really going to die.
Not even the Aspirants had been able to kill him. Countless natives of the multiverse could only tremble before him. But now, he was about to "die"—to become someone else.
"You will truly regret this. Your planet, and the inhabitants on it, will all die," the OAA Celestial said in a low voice.
"Perhaps."
Tony shrugged, his gaze toward the OAA Celestial filled with a hint of fervor.
A Level Eight combat-power Celestial—anyone would be tempted, especially one who would be unfailingly loyal and never betray him.
As for the threat the OAA Celestial mentioned... hehehe, Tony had long planned to leave the Prime Universe, and that included moving the entire planet of Cybertron.
The Prime Universe was too small.
Tony wanted to build Cybertron into a planet the size of a universe. That was the minimum size in his mind. The paltry Prime Universe simply couldn't accommodate the future Cybertron.
Therefore, the OAA Celestial's threat wasn't that potent against Tony. If it came to the worst-case scenario, Tony would just toss the entire planet of Cybertron to the Vishanti in their Sphere of the Gods and have them look after it for a while.
If he did it secretly, no one would find out.
Of course, doing so was a bit risky. Not only would it mean placing all his people in someone else's hands, their lives no longer in his control, but the information they carried related to Tony, this singular god, might also be discovered by outsiders.
The information from one or two people was worthless, but if you combined the information from a billion people, that was another story.
The OAA Celestial's resistance grew even feebler. He had already realized that he was truly finished.
"30%... Welcome to Cybertron. I'll even give you a new name. This look of yours will have to change, too. It needs to be modified into a Cybertronian style at least... How about the name Quintesson?"
Tony spoke to himself.
The lights on the OAA Celestial's body began to dim.
Everything seemed to be proceeding as a matter of course.
Tony tilted his head up slightly, looking in an unknown direction, as if his gaze had intersected with that of an unknown being for a fleeting moment.
"How ironic. Primus can't even control his own creations, and is instead being pinned down and repeatedly thrashed by them..."
Tony muttered. With a wave of his hand, the OAA Celestial vanished from the spot, and Tony's own figure disappeared along with it.
(end of chapter)
Programmers will never allow a program to escape their control. To achieve this goal, they will do whatever it takes to obliterate any viruses within the program.
This is easy to understand.
But if you inexplicably become the virus being obliterated, then it becomes incomprehensible.
Tony was more than happy to pick up a knife and kill the programmers who came knocking—no, to turn them into his own people.
At this moment, Tony strolled through the Blood Realm. His black clothes were spotless, like a supreme deity inspecting his private garden—relaxed, carefree, and leisurely.
Ahead, a colossal figure fled in a wretched state. But as time passed, its struggles visibly weakened, and the force of its escape dwindled.
"21%. Tsk, tsk. How much longer can you hold on? Once I seize 30% of your authority, you won't even be able to run. Once I seize 40% of your authority, your will shall be obliterated by me."
Tony followed leisurely behind the OAA Celestial, like a hunter chasing a dinosaur, holding a knife that was constantly carving away its flesh and letting its blood.
The OAA Celestial was the beast waiting to be slaughtered. With every passing moment, a part of its being was permanently stolen.
That's right—the parts animated by Tony using the Allspark were branded with Tony's unique god mark! Unique meant it could not be erased!
"You will regret this!"
"The power of the Celestials is beyond your imagination! Do you think the Celestials only consist of those easily defeated mass-produced models? Do you think a being like me is considered strong among the Celestials?!"
"Perhaps you are not afraid, but your planet and your people will also face the wrath of the Celestials!"
"Let me go! Stop!"
"Cease your actions, and the Celestials will ignore everything about you!"
The OAA Celestial fled desperately, threatening and pleading at the same time.
Tony sneered, "What a coincidence. Who was it just now who said the Celestials would never let me go? Actually, you weren't wrong. Your coming here to test my Allspark might have been your own idea, but it was definitely for the sake of the Celestials as a whole. If it were me, I wouldn't tolerate a dangerous virus that could threaten my life at any moment existing in my program either."
"But unfortunately, from my perspective, you are the viruses. Anyone who comes looking for trouble with me is a virus!"
"22%..."
Tony sensed the information coming from the Allspark while analyzing the secrets of a construct like the Celestials.
In the past, he had destroyed the core code in Knowhere used to study members of the Celestials, and he had even gone so far as to transplant a demonically-augmented cluster of genetic flesh into Thor, who at the time was desperate for power to take revenge on Amatsu-Mikaboshi.
But the whole process was very dangerous. When Tony first started his research, he crossed a line and enraged Eternity. Thankfully, he was clever enough to decisively toss the initial experimental flesh-mass onto Apokolips...
"A Level Eight Celestial. I wonder how Eternity will handle this. Will he step in directly to stop me? Or will he remain silent and wait for the reaction of the Top Ten Celestials?"
Tony gazed at the miserable OAA Celestial ahead, lost in thought.
Eternity had no control over the Celestials, or at least was powerless to control their leadership. Animating the OAA Celestial was also a convenient way for Tony to observe a few things.
"Death came specifically to warn me to be careful of the Celestials... I could interpret that as a bored attempt at reconciliation and her gratitude for my defeat of Nekron... But if we also factor in Eternity..."
Now that was interesting.
The Five Creator Gods were, in theory, supposed to act in unison, their interests aligned and their authorities balanced. But that was only in theory.
When Nekron was on his rampage, neither the strongest, Oblivion, nor the second strongest, Infinity, were seen trying to encircle and destroy him. This couldn't be explained away by saying they weren't strong enough.
The Quasi-Ninth Level Oblivion could definitely suppress Nekron. As for Infinity, who could go toe-to-toe with Oblivion, he was at the very least at the peak of Level Eight; ensuring his own survival would have been easy.
But from beginning to end, not even a shadow of these two was seen.
The so-called Five Creator Gods... they were quite interesting.
The OAA Celestial's resistance weakened again. It seemed his fate of becoming Tony's slave was sealed.
Tony waited, vigilantly scanning his surroundings, peering through countless layers of time-space, coldly awaiting any potential lurkers. He knew that someone was definitely watching this place from afar.
At the very least, Eternity definitely knew, because the core secrets of the Celestials were being dissected by Tony.
But... it was dead silent.
There were only the OAA Celestial's meaningless threats and warnings, its resounding attacks, and the tremors of high-dimensional energy in the Blood Realm.
Nothing else.
The OAA Celestial also seemed to realize something. He stopped sending distress signals to the outside world and suddenly fell quiet, his six lightbulb-like eyes fixed on Tony.
He was really going to die.
Not even the Aspirants had been able to kill him. Countless natives of the multiverse could only tremble before him. But now, he was about to "die"—to become someone else.
"You will truly regret this. Your planet, and the inhabitants on it, will all die," the OAA Celestial said in a low voice.
"Perhaps."
Tony shrugged, his gaze toward the OAA Celestial filled with a hint of fervor.
A Level Eight combat-power Celestial—anyone would be tempted, especially one who would be unfailingly loyal and never betray him.
As for the threat the OAA Celestial mentioned... hehehe, Tony had long planned to leave the Prime Universe, and that included moving the entire planet of Cybertron.
The Prime Universe was too small.
Tony wanted to build Cybertron into a planet the size of a universe. That was the minimum size in his mind. The paltry Prime Universe simply couldn't accommodate the future Cybertron.
Therefore, the OAA Celestial's threat wasn't that potent against Tony. If it came to the worst-case scenario, Tony would just toss the entire planet of Cybertron to the Vishanti in their Sphere of the Gods and have them look after it for a while.
If he did it secretly, no one would find out.
Of course, doing so was a bit risky. Not only would it mean placing all his people in someone else's hands, their lives no longer in his control, but the information they carried related to Tony, this singular god, might also be discovered by outsiders.
The information from one or two people was worthless, but if you combined the information from a billion people, that was another story.
The OAA Celestial's resistance grew even feebler. He had already realized that he was truly finished.
"30%... Welcome to Cybertron. I'll even give you a new name. This look of yours will have to change, too. It needs to be modified into a Cybertronian style at least... How about the name Quintesson?"
Tony spoke to himself.
The lights on the OAA Celestial's body began to dim.
Everything seemed to be proceeding as a matter of course.
Tony tilted his head up slightly, looking in an unknown direction, as if his gaze had intersected with that of an unknown being for a fleeting moment.
"How ironic. Primus can't even control his own creations, and is instead being pinned down and repeatedly thrashed by them..."
Tony muttered. With a wave of his hand, the OAA Celestial vanished from the spot, and Tony's own figure disappeared along with it.
(end of chapter)
