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Marvel: Start Signing in with Megatron_chapter_0154_part_02

Chapter 242

chapter 154 part 2

Clark spat out a mouthful of blood and spoke in a deep voice.

Steppenwolf brutally punched him, making him shut up, then let out a disdainful wild laugh.

Martin also smiled, but there was no contempt or distrust in his smile. Because the Prime Universe Superman truly achieved it.

This very man before him would, not long from now, punch and burst apart the Multiverse created by the Creation Goddess' eldest son—the World Forger!

With just one punch, he destroyed a Multiverse!

Oh—the World Forger was already the master of the Sixth-Dimensional World, one magnitude higher than the Fifth-Dimensional World. The Multiverse he created was also in the Sixth-Dimensional World. Yet, such a high-dimensional Multiverse was smashed with one punch by the Prime Universe Superman in a state of extreme rage.

Moreover, the Prime Universe Superman led the resolution of all sorts of terrifying major events. This Superman's potential had simply reached an inconceivable level. In the final decisive battle, he even led dozens of Justice League teams from across the entire Multiverse to fight a decisive battle against the Creation Goddess.

Although they ultimately lost, the Justice League teams from across the entire Multiverse came one after another to the Prime Universe for support. The forces of superheroes gathered unprecedentedly, yet they were still miserably defeated by the Creator Gods' army. Who knows how many of the various Supermen had died.

Martin was the only one who firmly believed that this Kryptonian before him could reach that level, even, to some extent, surpassing the mythical existence of the Golden Superman.

Equal to deities, even surpassing deities.

"Since you've come to my Apokolips, you'll have to pay a sufficient price... Clark, you are top-tier material. When necessary, I will need your help."

Martin suddenly revealed a strange smile, a smile that stirred a strong sense of unease in Clark's heart.

"I won't help you!"

"No, you will. You'll beg me to help you..."

Martin turned, casually tearing a particle from the silently standing Ancient Doomsday. This particle was... a Doomsday Spore!

It could also be seen as Ancient Doomsday's parasitic Avatar!

As long as one was infected and parasitized by this spore, it was equivalent to becoming a vessel that Ancient Doomsday could freely transform and descend into!

"Get away! What are you trying to do?!!"

Heat Vision shot out from Clark's eyes, trying to kill the spore, but it was useless. Ancient Doomsday already possessed immunity to Heat Vision.

Martin raised his hand and directly peeled open Clark's skull, revealing the brain inside. Then he personally threw the spore directly into it.

The parasitism began.

Clark let out a painful scream. The terrifying Doomsday Spore was wildly proliferating in his brain.

"Send him back. The Prime Universe still needs him."

The smile on Martin's face became even stranger.

Steppenwolf, with a sinister grin, dragged the wailing Clark away and threw him into the Boom Tube.

"I should act now... With that idiot Anti-Monitor gathering energy for me, I'll soon reach the minimum required amount, then I will make my move, seizing the Anti-Life Equation in one fell swoop... At that time..."

"The portal to two worlds will be personally pushed open by me. The passage between them will be completely constructed, and the coordinates of both sides will no longer be a secret in the eyes of the other's deities."

"Everyone will think that opening the passage to two worlds is the end, but this is merely the beginning..."

Martin slowly raised his head, gazing across the entire God Domain, his smile cold.

From the very beginning, he had pursued power, absolute power.

Everything else, including these gods, were merely tools.

**Chapter 296**

The Anti-Monitor swallowed more than half of the Prime Universe, but ultimately chose to retreat.

"Superman is back? Hmph, I should retreat too. Your energy satisfies me greatly."

The Anti-Monitor said with a cold laugh, and upon seeing Superman, who had just returned from Apokolips, he immediately felt a shiver of fear.

This guy, he just returned from Apokolips? How could that bastard Martin allow Superman to return alive?

A cold glint flashed in the Anti-Monitor's eyes, then he immediately turned and left.

He didn't fear the Prime Universe Superman, but he feared the new master of Apokolips. He simply couldn't see through that visitor from the Otherworld.

"Sooner or later, I will personally reclaim the Omega Effect!"

The more energy the Anti-Monitor devoured to enhance the power of the Anti-Life Equation, the more he could perceive a subtle, unseen connection.

It seemed there was some kind of connection between the Anti-Life Equation and the Omega Effect.

The Anti-Monitor left.

"That damned bastard, the Prime Universe has already been..."

The remaining Earth's heroes were incomparably furious. A large number of their comrades had died in battle, completely devoured by the Anti-Monitor. The prosperous Prime Universe had been 80 percent devoured by the Anti-Monitor, and the sky full of stars had now almost vanished.

"Clark, how are you? Did Darkseid do anything to you?"

Diana immediately helped support the stumbling Clark, asking worriedly.

"Darkseid is dead... An even more terrifying fellow rules Apokolips, and he's even subjugated Ancient Doomsday... This guy is countless times more dangerous than the Anti-Monitor!"

Clark painfully clutched his head. Although the pain was gradually lessening, he clearly knew it was a dangerous sign. The Doomsday Spores had already been deeply implanted in his brain.

In the Multiverse.

The Anti-Monitor constantly wandered, conquering one universe after another, wantonly destroying everything with the terrifying weapon that is the Anti-Life Equation, devouring all matter and energy.

Every time he destroyed a universe, his strength would experience a terrifying leap, his specifications and level ascending at an explosive rate.

(end of chapter)

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