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Chapter 281
Marvel: Start Signing in with Megatron Chapter 188
Martin's expression was indifferent. He tore apart a strand of Infinity Power, simultaneously unleashing his own terrifying combat strength—even more formidable and capable of rivaling Thanos with the Heart of the Universe. Streaks of emotion-manipulating power continuously surged forth, explosively entwining Nemesis and ultimately piercing through her layers upon layers of Infinity Power.
Boom! A terrifying roar erupted, instantly shattering the entire Multiverse. Countless worlds plunged into ruin amidst this dreadful catastrophe.
At the same time, a dreadful wound appeared on Nemesis's body.
Martin gazed indifferently at Nemesis's face, which was filled with disbelief, and said calmly, "You fell into slumber because you were too powerful and too bored. This arrogant act has led to your current demise... Times have changed, Madam Goddess."
Times had changed! Martin had already slain more than just one or two exalted beings like Nemesis.
"How... How can you be this strong..." Nemesis watched in disbelief, her face etched with profound unwillingness.
From her wound, she could clearly feel her life force fading away—an extremely dangerous sign.
"The omniscience and omnipotence of an Omniverse God is always just a relative concept. There are some things you, who have just awakened, simply cannot comprehend. For example... I have already far surpassed you." Martin sneered softly, moving to strike again.
Kill Nemesis, seize the Infinity Power!
Nemesis let out an unwilling roar, her face completely twisted. She plunged into utter madness, frantically squeezing out all her power, and in an explosive surge, stacked countless strands of Infinity Power.
But Martin still obliterated them with a single punch.
The scattered Infinity Power surged in all directions, shredding everything. What was also destroyed was Nemesis's arrogant spirit.
"How could this be..." A deep bewilderment appeared on Nemesis's face.
Times truly had changed, and drastically so. When did even an Omniverse God start dying so easily?
But she no longer had the chance to dwell on it, nor would she ever receive an answer. Martin's indifferent countenance had enveloped everything, permeating every corner of existence. Within the endless, encroaching shadows, surging power completely swallowed the battered Nemesis.
A terrible cracking sound rang out, accompanied by Nemesis's piercing shriek, followed by another terrifying explosion. Everything fell into silence.
"Another Omniverse God has died by his hand... I don't understand, what exactly does he want to do?" Some Gods murmured, their faces etched with deep confusion.
Martin, so frantically hunting everything, even instigating Omniverse-level wars again and again—what exactly does he want? He's already so powerful, yet still unsatisfied?
How much more does this madman need to acquire to finally feel satisfied?
"Another power is in my hands." Martin extracted the Infinity Power from Nemesis's remains. This was a power capable of radiating across endless worlds, and now it had completely fallen into Martin's grasp.
Soon, Martin directly devoured this power, and his strength once again experienced an explosive surge. He had become even more terrifying, so terrifying it made hearts tremble.
At this moment, even the top-tier entities in DC began to grow serious, carefully evaluating Martin's current level.
Chapter 367
Martin had become incredibly, incredibly strong, frantically raising his level by any means necessary, repeatedly initiating dreadful wars that swept across the Omniverse and destroyed endless worlds, all just to obtain what he desired.
One could say that the Gods of today had watched Martin rise every step of the way, witnessing this man hysterically instigate one major event after another.
From weakness to strength, his methods were endless.
"Now, the Infinity Power is also his."
"I'm afraid he has already reached a level on par with us; even if there's a slight difference, it's negligible... He has mastered far too many high-end powers..."
The top-tier entities of Heaven and Hell finally began to take him seriously, confronting Martin, this individual who had repeatedly astonished them.
His growth rate was astonishing, taking every step firmly.
At this moment, under the gaze of countless wary eyes, Martin's expression was calm. Surging around him was a terrifying power capable of shaking the Omniverse; he was, quite simply, the center of the world.
"This is the Infinity Power, a unique power of the Marvel System..." Martin mused.
It was immensely powerful. Combined with the powers he had previously mastered, his strength had now been pushed to an almost terrifying degree.
"Now, I probably have the qualifications to challenge those overpowered beings." Martin slowly raised his head, his expression cold as he watched everything, specifically turning his gaze towards Heaven and Hell. That huge collection of God Avatars and members of The Endless all met Martin's gaze at that moment.
Only now did Martin possess the qualification to stand on par with them. He had exerted his utmost effort, struggled desperately, used every conceivable method, and slain countless Gods, all to elevate his own throne high.
Finally, things could quiet down a bit. Martin pondered silently.
He simply stood there, and the surging power around him naturally spread to endless worlds, twisting billions of lives with his own willpower—this was the terrifying aspect of a top-tier entity.
Gazing at Martin, countless Gods were filled with terror.
It was at this very moment, as Martin commanded almost all attention, that in an extremely hidden and sublime world, a group of exceptionally noble lifeforms also awoke from their slumber.
"It's getting more and more chaotic. First came a DC world, and now there's this anomaly, Martin." "We can't wait any longer. We must deploy the Molecule Man as quickly as possible so that the Beyonder can be born sooner! Without the Beyonder, our Beyonder Race would not have been born!"
Some exceedingly noble and terrifying lifeforms were conversing continuously at this moment. They were a powerful race, numerous in members, with each one exceptionally formidable and possessing innate divinity. The Beyonder Race, The Builders of Marvel.
Among this race, even the most mediocre, lowly, and worthless members were at least Universe-tier. The Beyonder Race could easily raise an army of Universe-tier beings, terrifyingly powerful.
Now, after a long period of dormancy, they finally reached their limit. The sudden shift in the situation filled their hearts with too much unease. They began deploying their strongest war weapon, Molecule Man, secretly initiating his deployment across various Universes within the Multiverse.
Bang, bang, bang! Subtle fluctuations were generated, and in various Universes, an engineer named Owen quietly appeared.
No God noticed this; it was merely an additional mortal.
However, Martin, who had been closely monitoring the situation on Earth, detected it instantly.
"Owen has appeared... The worst era has arrived." Martin rubbed his chin, a strange expression on his face.
Currently, he had sufficient ability to protect himself, but that was when facing a single Molecule Man.
"Molecule Man has a large number of variants. Although most of them are trash, if even just one or two were outstanding, that would be enough to wipe out the entire Omniverse..."
Martin took a deep breath and turned to return to Cybertron.
He needed to make a good plan. Molecule Man was just the beginning; the Beyonder Race and the Beyonder, who were inextricably linked with Molecule Man, were the bigger trouble.
The relationship between these three parties was a tangled mess, constantly revising each other's origin stories, resulting in everything becoming utterly chaotic.
Molecule Man conducted an experiment that caused a massive explosion. This explosion shook the Beyond-Realm, causing a consciousness—the Beyonder—to be born in that empty, void world.
Then the Beyonder created the Beyonder Race.
The Beyonder Race, in turn, developed their strongest bio-weapon, Molecule Man, and began deploying him to various Earths.
One of these Molecule Men conducted an experiment that shook the Beyond-Realm, and the Beyonder was born...
It was an incomprehensible mess; no one knew whose origin came first, or rather, all three parties were each other's origins, none able to exist without the others, forming an endless loop.
But truly, any one of these three parties, if randomly picked, would be an extremely terrifying overpowered being. If one truly pondered it, the Beyonder Race was actually the weakest—even though three high-level elites of the Beyonder Race had the achievement of instantly killing the Living Tribunal, compared to the other two parties, they were indeed the weakest.
Chapter 368
Owen was a nuclear power plant engineer, and on this day, he was routinely checking the instruments.
"Everything's normal... No, wait, these readings are wrong! Damn it, everything was fine just seconds ago, how did it suddenly turn into this?!" Boom!
A terrible nuclear leak occurred. This was a disaster that shook the entire globe, and many people were mourning. Yet, unexpectedly, from within the sealed nuclear facility, a man walked out. Molecule Man was born at this moment.
Even more terrifying, similar events were happening in many Universes, with countless Molecule Men being born.
Ninety-nine percent of the Molecule Men were weaklings, hunted down by various Superheroes, but the very first one born was remarkably different.
"Such powerful strength... From now on, I'm a superhero too." Molecule Man felt his power with a shocked expression. The entire Universe, no, the entire Multiverse—even more Multiverses—were all within his sight. It felt as if he could destroy everything in an instant, simply by willing it.
This was the feeling of power, and Molecule Man was utterly captivated. He continuously experimented with his abilities, conducting various experiments.
Then he triggered an explosion. This terrifying blast directly shook the mysterious Beyond-Realm, tearing open an insignificant crack in that complete and enclosed world.
"Hmm..." A chaotic consciousness moved in bewilderment, cautiously peering out into the external world through this small opening. It saw Earth, streets, and movie programs, and immediately became deeply interested.
"What is this... What are these moving beings... And what is a 'being' anyway?" After observing for a long time, this chaotic, bewildered consciousness finally couldn't resist. It tentatively left the Beyond-Realm, transforming into a streak of light that traversed endless worlds, suddenly streaking across and descending upon Earth.
It wandered about, eventually choosing a classic character image to imitate and transform into: Michael Jackson.
"Kid, hand over your money." A criminal held a knife to the Beyonder.
"What is the meaning of life? Why are you holding this thing?" The Beyonder gazed at the human before him, asking in a low voice, as if performing a secret rendezvous signal.
"...? What are you raving about? Just give me the money."
(end of chapter)
Martin's expression was indifferent. He tore apart a strand of Infinity Power, simultaneously unleashing his own terrifying combat strength—even more formidable and capable of rivaling Thanos with the Heart of the Universe. Streaks of emotion-manipulating power continuously surged forth, explosively entwining Nemesis and ultimately piercing through her layers upon layers of Infinity Power.
Boom! A terrifying roar erupted, instantly shattering the entire Multiverse. Countless worlds plunged into ruin amidst this dreadful catastrophe.
At the same time, a dreadful wound appeared on Nemesis's body.
Martin gazed indifferently at Nemesis's face, which was filled with disbelief, and said calmly, "You fell into slumber because you were too powerful and too bored. This arrogant act has led to your current demise... Times have changed, Madam Goddess."
Times had changed! Martin had already slain more than just one or two exalted beings like Nemesis.
"How... How can you be this strong..." Nemesis watched in disbelief, her face etched with profound unwillingness.
From her wound, she could clearly feel her life force fading away—an extremely dangerous sign.
"The omniscience and omnipotence of an Omniverse God is always just a relative concept. There are some things you, who have just awakened, simply cannot comprehend. For example... I have already far surpassed you." Martin sneered softly, moving to strike again.
Kill Nemesis, seize the Infinity Power!
Nemesis let out an unwilling roar, her face completely twisted. She plunged into utter madness, frantically squeezing out all her power, and in an explosive surge, stacked countless strands of Infinity Power.
But Martin still obliterated them with a single punch.
The scattered Infinity Power surged in all directions, shredding everything. What was also destroyed was Nemesis's arrogant spirit.
"How could this be..." A deep bewilderment appeared on Nemesis's face.
Times truly had changed, and drastically so. When did even an Omniverse God start dying so easily?
But she no longer had the chance to dwell on it, nor would she ever receive an answer. Martin's indifferent countenance had enveloped everything, permeating every corner of existence. Within the endless, encroaching shadows, surging power completely swallowed the battered Nemesis.
A terrible cracking sound rang out, accompanied by Nemesis's piercing shriek, followed by another terrifying explosion. Everything fell into silence.
"Another Omniverse God has died by his hand... I don't understand, what exactly does he want to do?" Some Gods murmured, their faces etched with deep confusion.
Martin, so frantically hunting everything, even instigating Omniverse-level wars again and again—what exactly does he want? He's already so powerful, yet still unsatisfied?
How much more does this madman need to acquire to finally feel satisfied?
"Another power is in my hands." Martin extracted the Infinity Power from Nemesis's remains. This was a power capable of radiating across endless worlds, and now it had completely fallen into Martin's grasp.
Soon, Martin directly devoured this power, and his strength once again experienced an explosive surge. He had become even more terrifying, so terrifying it made hearts tremble.
At this moment, even the top-tier entities in DC began to grow serious, carefully evaluating Martin's current level.
Chapter 367
Martin had become incredibly, incredibly strong, frantically raising his level by any means necessary, repeatedly initiating dreadful wars that swept across the Omniverse and destroyed endless worlds, all just to obtain what he desired.
One could say that the Gods of today had watched Martin rise every step of the way, witnessing this man hysterically instigate one major event after another.
From weakness to strength, his methods were endless.
"Now, the Infinity Power is also his."
"I'm afraid he has already reached a level on par with us; even if there's a slight difference, it's negligible... He has mastered far too many high-end powers..."
The top-tier entities of Heaven and Hell finally began to take him seriously, confronting Martin, this individual who had repeatedly astonished them.
His growth rate was astonishing, taking every step firmly.
At this moment, under the gaze of countless wary eyes, Martin's expression was calm. Surging around him was a terrifying power capable of shaking the Omniverse; he was, quite simply, the center of the world.
"This is the Infinity Power, a unique power of the Marvel System..." Martin mused.
It was immensely powerful. Combined with the powers he had previously mastered, his strength had now been pushed to an almost terrifying degree.
"Now, I probably have the qualifications to challenge those overpowered beings." Martin slowly raised his head, his expression cold as he watched everything, specifically turning his gaze towards Heaven and Hell. That huge collection of God Avatars and members of The Endless all met Martin's gaze at that moment.
Only now did Martin possess the qualification to stand on par with them. He had exerted his utmost effort, struggled desperately, used every conceivable method, and slain countless Gods, all to elevate his own throne high.
Finally, things could quiet down a bit. Martin pondered silently.
He simply stood there, and the surging power around him naturally spread to endless worlds, twisting billions of lives with his own willpower—this was the terrifying aspect of a top-tier entity.
Gazing at Martin, countless Gods were filled with terror.
It was at this very moment, as Martin commanded almost all attention, that in an extremely hidden and sublime world, a group of exceptionally noble lifeforms also awoke from their slumber.
"It's getting more and more chaotic. First came a DC world, and now there's this anomaly, Martin." "We can't wait any longer. We must deploy the Molecule Man as quickly as possible so that the Beyonder can be born sooner! Without the Beyonder, our Beyonder Race would not have been born!"
Some exceedingly noble and terrifying lifeforms were conversing continuously at this moment. They were a powerful race, numerous in members, with each one exceptionally formidable and possessing innate divinity. The Beyonder Race, The Builders of Marvel.
Among this race, even the most mediocre, lowly, and worthless members were at least Universe-tier. The Beyonder Race could easily raise an army of Universe-tier beings, terrifyingly powerful.
Now, after a long period of dormancy, they finally reached their limit. The sudden shift in the situation filled their hearts with too much unease. They began deploying their strongest war weapon, Molecule Man, secretly initiating his deployment across various Universes within the Multiverse.
Bang, bang, bang! Subtle fluctuations were generated, and in various Universes, an engineer named Owen quietly appeared.
No God noticed this; it was merely an additional mortal.
However, Martin, who had been closely monitoring the situation on Earth, detected it instantly.
"Owen has appeared... The worst era has arrived." Martin rubbed his chin, a strange expression on his face.
Currently, he had sufficient ability to protect himself, but that was when facing a single Molecule Man.
"Molecule Man has a large number of variants. Although most of them are trash, if even just one or two were outstanding, that would be enough to wipe out the entire Omniverse..."
Martin took a deep breath and turned to return to Cybertron.
He needed to make a good plan. Molecule Man was just the beginning; the Beyonder Race and the Beyonder, who were inextricably linked with Molecule Man, were the bigger trouble.
The relationship between these three parties was a tangled mess, constantly revising each other's origin stories, resulting in everything becoming utterly chaotic.
Molecule Man conducted an experiment that caused a massive explosion. This explosion shook the Beyond-Realm, causing a consciousness—the Beyonder—to be born in that empty, void world.
Then the Beyonder created the Beyonder Race.
The Beyonder Race, in turn, developed their strongest bio-weapon, Molecule Man, and began deploying him to various Earths.
One of these Molecule Men conducted an experiment that shook the Beyond-Realm, and the Beyonder was born...
It was an incomprehensible mess; no one knew whose origin came first, or rather, all three parties were each other's origins, none able to exist without the others, forming an endless loop.
But truly, any one of these three parties, if randomly picked, would be an extremely terrifying overpowered being. If one truly pondered it, the Beyonder Race was actually the weakest—even though three high-level elites of the Beyonder Race had the achievement of instantly killing the Living Tribunal, compared to the other two parties, they were indeed the weakest.
Chapter 368
Owen was a nuclear power plant engineer, and on this day, he was routinely checking the instruments.
"Everything's normal... No, wait, these readings are wrong! Damn it, everything was fine just seconds ago, how did it suddenly turn into this?!" Boom!
A terrible nuclear leak occurred. This was a disaster that shook the entire globe, and many people were mourning. Yet, unexpectedly, from within the sealed nuclear facility, a man walked out. Molecule Man was born at this moment.
Even more terrifying, similar events were happening in many Universes, with countless Molecule Men being born.
Ninety-nine percent of the Molecule Men were weaklings, hunted down by various Superheroes, but the very first one born was remarkably different.
"Such powerful strength... From now on, I'm a superhero too." Molecule Man felt his power with a shocked expression. The entire Universe, no, the entire Multiverse—even more Multiverses—were all within his sight. It felt as if he could destroy everything in an instant, simply by willing it.
This was the feeling of power, and Molecule Man was utterly captivated. He continuously experimented with his abilities, conducting various experiments.
Then he triggered an explosion. This terrifying blast directly shook the mysterious Beyond-Realm, tearing open an insignificant crack in that complete and enclosed world.
"Hmm..." A chaotic consciousness moved in bewilderment, cautiously peering out into the external world through this small opening. It saw Earth, streets, and movie programs, and immediately became deeply interested.
"What is this... What are these moving beings... And what is a 'being' anyway?" After observing for a long time, this chaotic, bewildered consciousness finally couldn't resist. It tentatively left the Beyond-Realm, transforming into a streak of light that traversed endless worlds, suddenly streaking across and descending upon Earth.
It wandered about, eventually choosing a classic character image to imitate and transform into: Michael Jackson.
"Kid, hand over your money." A criminal held a knife to the Beyonder.
"What is the meaning of life? Why are you holding this thing?" The Beyonder gazed at the human before him, asking in a low voice, as if performing a secret rendezvous signal.
"...? What are you raving about? Just give me the money."
(end of chapter)
