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Chapter 236
Marvel: Start Signing in with Megatron Chapter 151
The Mother Box, as Apokolips' top technological creation, uses the DC World's ultimate and most miraculous material—X-Genesis Metal—as its core component, possessing a versatile power supply.
The Mother Box can modify cosmic parameters, distort gravity, create energy shockwaves and energy barriers, collect and compute data, modify organisms... it is truly the ultimate supercomputer.
When four complete Mother Boxes are brought together, they will amplify the Mother Box's strongest ability to its absolute peak!
That is the Mother Box Armor, one of the DC side's top-tier battle armors!
In the comics, Superman was brutally beaten by Ancient Doomsday, and even after Superman exiled Ancient Doomsday to Apokolips, it wasn't a solution. Thus, Superman also arrived on Apokolips, donning the Mother Box Armor, to directly engage Ancient Doomsday in a bloody battle!
"The Supreme Divine Armor plus the Mother Box Armor. Wearing two of the ultimate battle armors, I can practically say I'm the most durable being in this world, if nothing else..."
Martin muttered, a strange look on his face. He was forced into this situation.
Facing Ancient Doomsday, what else could he do?
Use a Power-Up? He was sorry, but Ancient Doomsday was the ultimate Overpowered Being on the DC side. Unless Martin could summon The Supreme One right now, there might be a turning point, but it was more likely to worsen the outcome.
So, this was Martin's countermeasure.
"You want to evolve to the absolute extreme, but unfortunately, I won't give you that chance..."
Martin sneered continuously, walking step by step towards this Ancient Doomsday. Every movement revealed an innate sense of composure and calm.
Having donned two layers of armor, Martin was unflustered.
"The Mother Box can actually combine into such a powerful battle armor?"
The many beings observing the battle were instantly astonished, gazing at the scene with grave expressions. It was their first time learning of such a thing. Could the Mother Box actually be used this way?
"Two layers of battle armor, plus that peculiar longsword, even a Hyperversal Level being would find it hard to kill him. But if his opponent is the Doomsday that destroyed ancient Krypton..."
Some Deities frowned, filled with worry.
The next moment.
Ancient Doomsday moved in silence. It pounced fiercely at Martin, unleashing a thunderous punch. It directly struck Martin's outermost Mother Box Armor, and a terrifying wave of energy resounded throughout the God Domain. The incredibly solid Apokolips beneath their feet immediately began to crack in fissures, and terrifying Hellfire shot straight into the sky.
As the smoke dispersed, a horrifying energy wave swept everything away. All eyes watching focused intently on the center of the battlefield.
Two figures were locked in a standstill. More accurately, Ancient Doomsday had slammed into Martin, and both erupted with terrifying raw strength and the Laws of the Universe, creating a continuous and intense confrontation.
The next instant, Ancient Doomsday raised its hand again, violently smashing it towards Martin's face, sending Martin flying. At the same time, its eyes shot out a Heat Vision beam, continuously bombarding Martin's body.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle!!!
The Heat Vision generated a powerful shockwave, directly impacting Martin, simultaneously piercing through Apokolips' core!
Rip!
The entire Apokolips subtly seemed on the verge of collapse. Ancient Doomsday moved rapidly, violently crashing through all obstacles, then grabbed Martin's head and slammed him down again, a thunderous impact driving Martin into Apokolips' core.
"Why isn't he fighting back?"
Trigon looked at this scene in surprise, then seemed to understand something.
Metron, the God of Knowledge, had a strange look on his face: "I think I get it..."
"I get it too..."
Many Deities wore peculiar expressions.
Martin, it seemed, had firmly decided not to fight back...
Rumble!
Another loud bang, accompanied by terrifying fiery waves. Martin slowly walked out. The outermost Mother Box Armor had been dented slightly from Ancient Doomsday's relentless pounding, but it instantly repaired itself.
Martin calmly flew up, gazing at Ancient Doomsday.
"You still need to grow. Overcoming genetic instincts is one thing; evolving the ability to choose your own evolution is another... Right now, you are far from perfect."
Martin nonchalantly patted himself, dusting off non-existent dirt, his voice calm.
This move was solid.
Stacking the thickest armor to endure the harshest blows. Because Ancient Doomsday relies on passive evolution, as long as Martin doesn't attack, Ancient Doomsday is helpless!
At this moment, Ancient Doomsday also stopped, silently watching Martin. In fact, even when Martin walked step by step towards it, it didn't attack, merely standing silently.
"A little closer, a little closer..."
Martin finally arrived before Ancient Doomsday, a flash of greed appearing and disappearing in his eyes.
Suppressing Ancient Doomsday's evolution speed was merely the first step. No matter what, he had to keep this monster's tier locked at the Multiverse Level, so Martin could grasp that sliver of possibility.
To grasp that sliver of possibility: enslaving Ancient Doomsday!
[Please subscribe!].
Chapter 289
Martin never believed that facing an Overpowered Being like Ancient Doomsday was an unsolvable problem.
"Doomsday, I can give you a new life."
Martin chuckled softly, almost face to face, gazing into Ancient Doomsday's cold, emotionless eyes.
It was in this instant that Martin moved. He directly grabbed Ancient Doomsday's neck, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, finally beginning to use all his power, intending to completely enslave this fellow.
Ancient Doomsday was not truly, absolutely perfect!
Eldritch power, manifest!
The Cthulhu power originating from Shuma-Gorath suddenly erupted, strange energies distinct from both Marvel and DC swiftly spreading. Wherever it passed, it grotesquely twisted everything in existence, directly transforming it into levels of the unknown, of infinite chaos and disorder.
The moment this power appeared in the DC World, it immediately triggered astonishment and alarm among numerous Deities.
"What is this power? It's completely incompatible with everything that exists, as if it's its absolute opposite..."
"It cannot be described, cannot be observed, cannot be heard. If one forcibly tries to analyze it, only countless pieces of meaningless, unknown information scatter... What exactly is this power?"
"The world Beyond the Source Wall is indeed wondrous and unparalleled. A power unlike anything we've ever heard of!"
The many Deities stood, deep in thought.
Spectre's entire face turned grim as he stared intently at this Eldritch power, yet he was astonished to find that even he couldn't truly comprehend what this power was!
"Don't mind it, your limit is, after all, only Multiverse Level. This is not your responsibility."
Phantom Stranger softly comforted his old partner.
"Metron! What is this unobservable, unhearable, incomprehensible power?" one Deity roared at the God of Knowledge.
"This is... I don't even know..."
Metron sat in his chair, a bewildered look on his face.
It was terrible. New and unfamiliar knowledge, impossible to analyze, constantly emerged from Martin. This feeling was truly awful, and an insult to him, the God of Knowledge.
Metron's gaze shifted downwards to the chair he relied on. Even though he had long been mentally enslaved by this chair, a trace of dissatisfaction now surged within him: "Don't you know everything? Haven't you always told me you know all the knowledge in this world? Yet why are you completely ignorant of this power?"
"My omniscience is limited to the Inner Wall World. To know the knowledge of the Marvel Multiverse, I need extensive learning."
The Mobius Chair relayed a message back to Metron.
Metron frowned, somewhat displeased, but ultimately remained silent.
What good was dissatisfaction, after all? The reason he could become a God was ultimately not due to his own great power, but because he was forcibly elevated by the chair beneath him.
If someone else sat on the chair, they too would be the God of Knowledge.
That eerie Eldritch power frequently erupted, instantly twisting everything. With a bizarre, distorted force that made the Gods feel inconceivable and their hearts pound, it directly lunged at Ancient Doomsday!
Boom!
In an instant, Ancient Doomsday was completely enveloped by this power. It merely stood there coldly, with no intention of dodging.
Buzz!
Under Martin's deliberate manipulation, this Cthulhu power quickly entwined itself, yet it did not inflict damage on Ancient Doomsday. Instead, it directly twisted all existing Concepts, performing an unprecedented, insane correction.
Ancient Doomsday paused immediately. In an instant, a trace of confusion appeared in its memory. Even stranger, this confusion did not trigger its spontaneous evolution and counterattack, nor did it possess damaging power against it. It was merely... twisting its old perceptions.
Billions of years ago, at the very beginning, a Kryptonian infant was born on ancient Krypton, but was immediately taken away by a scientist with a stern face.
"Heh heh heh, your potential is terrifying. I think you're the perfect experimental subject."
Portland slowly extended his hand, about to activate the equipment to kill the infant, but at that moment, a figure suddenly appeared.
"You want to harm it? Did you ask me first?"
Martin killed Portland right in front of the infant.
Soon, the scene flashed again. This time, Portland intended to throw the Kryptonian infant into lava.
Martin quickly appeared, killed Portland, and saved it.
A third time, Absolute Zero...
The two hundred and seventh time, Kryptonite...
The three thousand five hundredth time, Red Sun Radiation...
The one hundred twenty-four thousand nine hundredth time, Magic...
Countless experiments, countless times, Martin appeared just in time to rescue it from near death.
"I am the most trustworthy person you have. They all want to kill you; at best, they'll ignore you. I'm different. I've always protected you..."
Martin held the infant, smiling as he looked down, deeply engraving his image into the infant's heart.
Gradually, it grew up, carrying distorted, half-real life experiences. It instinctively felt something was amiss, but whenever this happened, Martin would instantly appear before it, gently stroking its head.
"Why question it? In this world, there is no true distinction between reality and falsehood. If you personally experienced everything back then and firmly believed it with your own power, then all of that is real, and everything else is false! Or do you think I'm lying to you?"
In the sunlight, on the lawn, the smiling man sat quietly beside it. They both felt the breeze, chatting calmly.
Everything seemed wonderfully perfect.
[Begging for subscriptions!].
Chapter 290
Martin was frantically twisting everything about Ancient Doomsday.
Using Eldritch power, he completely twisted things engraved on a Conceptual level into something else. This was a corrective force that transcended Space-Time, transforming even Concepts themselves.
Now, from Ancient Doomsday's perspective, Martin's presence was in every step of its growth, and Martin's guidance was behind every action and choice it made.
"What? You ask why I'm so good to you? Does it need a reason? If you insist on an answer... then grow up quickly. I need you to help me. I need a powerful warrior like you."
Martin replied with a smile.
A few more years passed, and it had become a mighty warrior on ancient Krypton, enjoying the cheers and adoration of its entire race. Countless Kryptonians eagerly sought after it, believing that its calmness, wisdom, and power made it the most likely being in history to become a God, to stand alongside the Four Major Kryptonian Gods!
(end of chapter)
The Mother Box, as Apokolips' top technological creation, uses the DC World's ultimate and most miraculous material—X-Genesis Metal—as its core component, possessing a versatile power supply.
The Mother Box can modify cosmic parameters, distort gravity, create energy shockwaves and energy barriers, collect and compute data, modify organisms... it is truly the ultimate supercomputer.
When four complete Mother Boxes are brought together, they will amplify the Mother Box's strongest ability to its absolute peak!
That is the Mother Box Armor, one of the DC side's top-tier battle armors!
In the comics, Superman was brutally beaten by Ancient Doomsday, and even after Superman exiled Ancient Doomsday to Apokolips, it wasn't a solution. Thus, Superman also arrived on Apokolips, donning the Mother Box Armor, to directly engage Ancient Doomsday in a bloody battle!
"The Supreme Divine Armor plus the Mother Box Armor. Wearing two of the ultimate battle armors, I can practically say I'm the most durable being in this world, if nothing else..."
Martin muttered, a strange look on his face. He was forced into this situation.
Facing Ancient Doomsday, what else could he do?
Use a Power-Up? He was sorry, but Ancient Doomsday was the ultimate Overpowered Being on the DC side. Unless Martin could summon The Supreme One right now, there might be a turning point, but it was more likely to worsen the outcome.
So, this was Martin's countermeasure.
"You want to evolve to the absolute extreme, but unfortunately, I won't give you that chance..."
Martin sneered continuously, walking step by step towards this Ancient Doomsday. Every movement revealed an innate sense of composure and calm.
Having donned two layers of armor, Martin was unflustered.
"The Mother Box can actually combine into such a powerful battle armor?"
The many beings observing the battle were instantly astonished, gazing at the scene with grave expressions. It was their first time learning of such a thing. Could the Mother Box actually be used this way?
"Two layers of battle armor, plus that peculiar longsword, even a Hyperversal Level being would find it hard to kill him. But if his opponent is the Doomsday that destroyed ancient Krypton..."
Some Deities frowned, filled with worry.
The next moment.
Ancient Doomsday moved in silence. It pounced fiercely at Martin, unleashing a thunderous punch. It directly struck Martin's outermost Mother Box Armor, and a terrifying wave of energy resounded throughout the God Domain. The incredibly solid Apokolips beneath their feet immediately began to crack in fissures, and terrifying Hellfire shot straight into the sky.
As the smoke dispersed, a horrifying energy wave swept everything away. All eyes watching focused intently on the center of the battlefield.
Two figures were locked in a standstill. More accurately, Ancient Doomsday had slammed into Martin, and both erupted with terrifying raw strength and the Laws of the Universe, creating a continuous and intense confrontation.
The next instant, Ancient Doomsday raised its hand again, violently smashing it towards Martin's face, sending Martin flying. At the same time, its eyes shot out a Heat Vision beam, continuously bombarding Martin's body.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle!!!
The Heat Vision generated a powerful shockwave, directly impacting Martin, simultaneously piercing through Apokolips' core!
Rip!
The entire Apokolips subtly seemed on the verge of collapse. Ancient Doomsday moved rapidly, violently crashing through all obstacles, then grabbed Martin's head and slammed him down again, a thunderous impact driving Martin into Apokolips' core.
"Why isn't he fighting back?"
Trigon looked at this scene in surprise, then seemed to understand something.
Metron, the God of Knowledge, had a strange look on his face: "I think I get it..."
"I get it too..."
Many Deities wore peculiar expressions.
Martin, it seemed, had firmly decided not to fight back...
Rumble!
Another loud bang, accompanied by terrifying fiery waves. Martin slowly walked out. The outermost Mother Box Armor had been dented slightly from Ancient Doomsday's relentless pounding, but it instantly repaired itself.
Martin calmly flew up, gazing at Ancient Doomsday.
"You still need to grow. Overcoming genetic instincts is one thing; evolving the ability to choose your own evolution is another... Right now, you are far from perfect."
Martin nonchalantly patted himself, dusting off non-existent dirt, his voice calm.
This move was solid.
Stacking the thickest armor to endure the harshest blows. Because Ancient Doomsday relies on passive evolution, as long as Martin doesn't attack, Ancient Doomsday is helpless!
At this moment, Ancient Doomsday also stopped, silently watching Martin. In fact, even when Martin walked step by step towards it, it didn't attack, merely standing silently.
"A little closer, a little closer..."
Martin finally arrived before Ancient Doomsday, a flash of greed appearing and disappearing in his eyes.
Suppressing Ancient Doomsday's evolution speed was merely the first step. No matter what, he had to keep this monster's tier locked at the Multiverse Level, so Martin could grasp that sliver of possibility.
To grasp that sliver of possibility: enslaving Ancient Doomsday!
[Please subscribe!].
Chapter 289
Martin never believed that facing an Overpowered Being like Ancient Doomsday was an unsolvable problem.
"Doomsday, I can give you a new life."
Martin chuckled softly, almost face to face, gazing into Ancient Doomsday's cold, emotionless eyes.
It was in this instant that Martin moved. He directly grabbed Ancient Doomsday's neck, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, finally beginning to use all his power, intending to completely enslave this fellow.
Ancient Doomsday was not truly, absolutely perfect!
Eldritch power, manifest!
The Cthulhu power originating from Shuma-Gorath suddenly erupted, strange energies distinct from both Marvel and DC swiftly spreading. Wherever it passed, it grotesquely twisted everything in existence, directly transforming it into levels of the unknown, of infinite chaos and disorder.
The moment this power appeared in the DC World, it immediately triggered astonishment and alarm among numerous Deities.
"What is this power? It's completely incompatible with everything that exists, as if it's its absolute opposite..."
"It cannot be described, cannot be observed, cannot be heard. If one forcibly tries to analyze it, only countless pieces of meaningless, unknown information scatter... What exactly is this power?"
"The world Beyond the Source Wall is indeed wondrous and unparalleled. A power unlike anything we've ever heard of!"
The many Deities stood, deep in thought.
Spectre's entire face turned grim as he stared intently at this Eldritch power, yet he was astonished to find that even he couldn't truly comprehend what this power was!
"Don't mind it, your limit is, after all, only Multiverse Level. This is not your responsibility."
Phantom Stranger softly comforted his old partner.
"Metron! What is this unobservable, unhearable, incomprehensible power?" one Deity roared at the God of Knowledge.
"This is... I don't even know..."
Metron sat in his chair, a bewildered look on his face.
It was terrible. New and unfamiliar knowledge, impossible to analyze, constantly emerged from Martin. This feeling was truly awful, and an insult to him, the God of Knowledge.
Metron's gaze shifted downwards to the chair he relied on. Even though he had long been mentally enslaved by this chair, a trace of dissatisfaction now surged within him: "Don't you know everything? Haven't you always told me you know all the knowledge in this world? Yet why are you completely ignorant of this power?"
"My omniscience is limited to the Inner Wall World. To know the knowledge of the Marvel Multiverse, I need extensive learning."
The Mobius Chair relayed a message back to Metron.
Metron frowned, somewhat displeased, but ultimately remained silent.
What good was dissatisfaction, after all? The reason he could become a God was ultimately not due to his own great power, but because he was forcibly elevated by the chair beneath him.
If someone else sat on the chair, they too would be the God of Knowledge.
That eerie Eldritch power frequently erupted, instantly twisting everything. With a bizarre, distorted force that made the Gods feel inconceivable and their hearts pound, it directly lunged at Ancient Doomsday!
Boom!
In an instant, Ancient Doomsday was completely enveloped by this power. It merely stood there coldly, with no intention of dodging.
Buzz!
Under Martin's deliberate manipulation, this Cthulhu power quickly entwined itself, yet it did not inflict damage on Ancient Doomsday. Instead, it directly twisted all existing Concepts, performing an unprecedented, insane correction.
Ancient Doomsday paused immediately. In an instant, a trace of confusion appeared in its memory. Even stranger, this confusion did not trigger its spontaneous evolution and counterattack, nor did it possess damaging power against it. It was merely... twisting its old perceptions.
Billions of years ago, at the very beginning, a Kryptonian infant was born on ancient Krypton, but was immediately taken away by a scientist with a stern face.
"Heh heh heh, your potential is terrifying. I think you're the perfect experimental subject."
Portland slowly extended his hand, about to activate the equipment to kill the infant, but at that moment, a figure suddenly appeared.
"You want to harm it? Did you ask me first?"
Martin killed Portland right in front of the infant.
Soon, the scene flashed again. This time, Portland intended to throw the Kryptonian infant into lava.
Martin quickly appeared, killed Portland, and saved it.
A third time, Absolute Zero...
The two hundred and seventh time, Kryptonite...
The three thousand five hundredth time, Red Sun Radiation...
The one hundred twenty-four thousand nine hundredth time, Magic...
Countless experiments, countless times, Martin appeared just in time to rescue it from near death.
"I am the most trustworthy person you have. They all want to kill you; at best, they'll ignore you. I'm different. I've always protected you..."
Martin held the infant, smiling as he looked down, deeply engraving his image into the infant's heart.
Gradually, it grew up, carrying distorted, half-real life experiences. It instinctively felt something was amiss, but whenever this happened, Martin would instantly appear before it, gently stroking its head.
"Why question it? In this world, there is no true distinction between reality and falsehood. If you personally experienced everything back then and firmly believed it with your own power, then all of that is real, and everything else is false! Or do you think I'm lying to you?"
In the sunlight, on the lawn, the smiling man sat quietly beside it. They both felt the breeze, chatting calmly.
Everything seemed wonderfully perfect.
[Begging for subscriptions!].
Chapter 290
Martin was frantically twisting everything about Ancient Doomsday.
Using Eldritch power, he completely twisted things engraved on a Conceptual level into something else. This was a corrective force that transcended Space-Time, transforming even Concepts themselves.
Now, from Ancient Doomsday's perspective, Martin's presence was in every step of its growth, and Martin's guidance was behind every action and choice it made.
"What? You ask why I'm so good to you? Does it need a reason? If you insist on an answer... then grow up quickly. I need you to help me. I need a powerful warrior like you."
Martin replied with a smile.
A few more years passed, and it had become a mighty warrior on ancient Krypton, enjoying the cheers and adoration of its entire race. Countless Kryptonians eagerly sought after it, believing that its calmness, wisdom, and power made it the most likely being in history to become a God, to stand alongside the Four Major Kryptonian Gods!
(end of chapter)
