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Chapter 67
"I've said before, your vision is too narrow, always limiting your gaze to what appears grand but is, in fact, insignificant."
Martin said calmly.
The future of Mutants? If Martin were to lead the Mutants, he would definitely think of having their own Planet and moving all the Mutants there. The problem would be solved.
Martin's gaze shifted slightly, looking at the X-Men and Brotherhood core members present. Finally, his gaze paused slightly, seemingly inadvertently, lingering for an instant on two Mutants.
No one noticed.
These two Mutants were... Azazel, Juggernaut.
Azazel was nothing to worry about. This old fellow, who had lived for thousands of years on Earth and could teleport instantly, was not particularly strong...
But in reality, this Azazel was an Avatar. His True Form was imprisoned in an Alternate Dimension Space-Time.
What Martin cared about more was the Juggernaut, whose physique was as burly as a Giant. Juggernaut's source of power, similar to Scarlet Witch Wanda, did not originate from himself, but rather from accepting the transference of power from a certain Ancient Demon God.
Juggernaut's power came from Marvel's foremost Demon... Cyttorak!
The master of the Crimson Cosmos!
He was also the one Martin was most wary of when he attacked Hell and killed Mephisto last time!
To be called Marvel's foremost Demon, Cyttorak's strength was imaginable, definitely Multiverse-level, and in terms of status, equivalent to Trigon from DC Comics.
"The matter is concluded. I'll send you back to New York; you're not welcome here."
Martin said indifferently, creating a Space-Time Vortex and sending all of them back.
Only Yuriko was left behind, the Mutant nicknamed Deathstrike. The Beta Adamantium in her body was something Martin needed.
"Ratchet, immediately extract blood from this woman and research a self-healing metal that can be widely applied. Then input the relevant data into the Incubation Pod so that newly born warrior-type Transformers can also possess a Chassis with this self-healing metal."
Martin commanded.
"You won't be disappointed, Your Excellency, The Creator."
Ratchet was somewhat excited, immediately crouched down, monitoring Yuriko with numerous instruments, then quickly left after extracting some blood.
In the entire hall, only Martin and Yuriko remained.
Martin's gaze swept across, and a smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of his mouth.
He walked straight over, scooped up Yuriko, casually swept everything off the table, tossing it aside, and with a thud, placed Yuriko on it. Reaching out, with a rip, he tore her black bodysuit to shreds.
"It seems tonight will be another wonderful night, bringing me pleasure."
A smile appeared on Martin's face, satisfied with the beauty before him, he calmly unbuttoned his formal attire.
Chapter 87
A Portal slowly opened, accompanied by bright sparks, and a tall figure stepped out, directly appearing outside the Earth base.
The person slowly raised his head. Around his eye sockets, strange black substance writhed, with faint Dark Dimension power constantly surging.
"This is that man's territory..."
Kaecilius's face showed a strange smile, and a condescending coldness.
He slowly walked towards the base.
Transformers had already spotted him.
Kaecilius's face revealed a confident smile: "I am..."
Boom!
An Energy Cannon shot directly at him.
Kaecilius's expression changed, instantly conjuring a Magic barrier, blocking the Energy Cannon. Veins bulged on his forehead, and he opened his mouth to rebuke angrily, but then, more intense cannon fire blasted towards him.
Kaecilius's face completely darkened. He snorted coldly, his wrist flickered, and a complex, disc-shaped Magic immediately appeared in his palm, effortlessly blocking the incredibly destructive Energy Cannon.
Soon, the shelling stopped.
"I am Kaecilius, representing a revered Deity, here to meet Martin." Kaecilius's face was grim as he said coldly.
If it weren't for Martin's strong display, and his concern that if he appeared directly before Martin with a Portal, Martin would kill him instantly, Kaecilius would not have been so good-tempered.
"Interesting. Let this idiot roll in."
Martin's voice rang out, and the base's great gate opened with a boom.
Kaecilius walked into the base with a gloomy expression, looking at the countless Transformers around him and the massive structures rising from the ground, his brow slightly furrowed, and a hint of apprehension in his eyes.
He wasn't concerned about the strength of these Transformers. According to his understanding, the strongest of them had not reached Sub-Skyfather level; as long as they couldn't shatter a Planet with a single punch, he was confident he could kill them with various Magic. What truly concerned him was that these Robots created by Martin actually possessed complete intelligence... Just looking at these menacing buildings, made entirely of metal, incredibly complex, and with various intricate weapons on many of them. This base couldn't have been built by one person; it was clearly researched and constructed by these intelligent Robots.
This was truly terrifying.
"Wait here. The Creator will deign to meet you," Shockwave said coldly, then turned and left, as he still had much research to do.
...
Kaecilius's eye twitched, and he sneered.
Another hour passed before Martin finally arrived.
"Here, we never welcome Kamar-Taj sorcerers."
Martin had just finished bathing, dressed himself, and even applied hair wax, as he walked out with a calm expression. He had spent a wonderful night and was now in an exceptionally pleasant mood.
The already impatient Kaecilius immediately stood up, took a deep breath to suppress his inner turmoil, and said gravely, "Your Excellency, Martin, I, Kaecilius, a loyal servant of a great Universe God, have come for you."
Martin snapped his fingers, and a cup of coffee immediately boiled. He poured himself a cup, inhaling the aroma of the coffee, and said indifferently, "Honestly, you surprise me. It's fine for Dormammu to be ostentatious; he has the right. But for his dog to be so arrogant..."
Kaecilius's eyes narrowed: "You actually know my master's name. Indeed, worthy of being someone who can fight the Ancient One and not die..."
His gaze shifted, finally landing on the Infinity Gems on Martin's right hand. A hint of greed appeared in his eyes. Ah, the Infinity Gems, along with this Infinity Gauntlet that can unleash the power of the Infinity Gems, can be called the supreme treasures of the entire Universe. To some extent, this Gauntlet is even rarer than the Infinity Gems themselves.
"Martin, your name has gradually echoed throughout the entire Multiverse. Many Ancient Gods of the Universe have heard your name. Similarly, even more Gods intend to kill you and take everything from you..."
Kaecilius spread his arms, showing obsession and fanaticism: "Among them, the only one willing to save your life is my master, the Supreme Being of the infinite Dark Dimension—Dormammu! Pledge allegiance to my master, and you will gain Immortality, possess endless Life, no longer be in Fear and unease, and your mind will achieve lasting peace and tranquility."
Martin tilted his head: "So?"
"Therefore, I obey the command of the great Dormammu and have come to recruit you. You have the qualifications to be valued by my master." Kaecilius showed a confident smile. Even facing a terrifying figure like Martin, as long as Dormammu was mentioned, his inner fear of Martin gradually vanished.
Dormammu, residing in the Dark Dimension, a renowned Super Demon God in the Universe, a terrifying existence who slaughtered countless Planets! In Kaecilius's view, although Martin was powerful, rising miraculously and forcefully, defeating Odin, recruiting Surtur, killing Mephisto, and even confronting the formidable Ancient One, shaking the Ancient Beings in the Universe.
But... it was still not enough!
Compared to the immortal Demon God Dormammu, Martin's meager strength and achievements were simply not worth mentioning.
Kaecilius said, "You rely on the Infinity Gems to maintain your current status and strength. Whereas my master, relying solely on his own Magic Power, can possess power no less than that of the Infinity Gems! Otherwise, for all these years, the Ancient One would not have been so thoroughly suppressed by my master."
Thud! Martin placed the cup on the table, his expression somewhat peculiar as he scrutinized Kaecilius from head to toe.
"Firstly, the reason I've come this far is not by relying on the Infinity Gems, but on the power of The System I possess. Furthermore, let me tell you something cruel, Kaecilius, Dormammu has never regarded you as a servant; he only sees you as an insignificant pawn."
Martin smiled.
Kaecilius froze, and frowned, saying, "I am Master Dormammu's foremost servant. Of course, if you accept my master's invitation, I am willing to deign to be second, but that doesn't mean—"
Before he could finish speaking, Martin slowly raised his head, and a chilling murderous intent burst forth from his eyes.
"What I mean is, if Dormammu sent you here, he should be prepared for you to be killed by me!"
Martin sneered.
Kaecilius immediately unleashed a powerful Magic; as the Ancient One's foremost disciple, his strength was also formidable. At the same time, he conjured a Portal and turned to teleport away.
But Martin was faster. A blue light flashed, the Portal collapsed, and a broad hand gripped Kaecilius's neck, lifting him up.
"Killing you is just an insignificant start, and also a declaration of war to that idiot Dormammu... Don't provoke me."
Crunch!
Under Kaecilius's disbelieving gaze, Martin directly snapped his neck.
Even until his death, Kaecilius held disbelief, unable to believe that he, who believed he would gain Immortality by offering Earth to Dormammu, had actually died directly here. Dormammu did not save him, the Dark Dimension power had no reaction.
He was indeed abandoned by Dormammu.
Chapter 88
The Dark Dimension is a special world that transcends ordinary three-dimensional space, boundless and limitless, possessing countless desolate Planets within.
Dormammu comfortably bathed in Darkness and endless magma. His terrible gaze, comparable in size to The Moon, occasionally opened a sliver, and a terrifying bloodthirsty aura surged forth.
He was the Lord of Darkness, a top-tier Universe God in a single Universe, who fed on countless stars and took the wails of billions of lives as music. The great name of Dormammu, Lord of Darkness, echoed throughout the entire Universe. Occasionally, some Life, or even an entire Planet, would be swallowed by the constantly moving Dark Dimension, which was a perfectly normal occurrence.
The great Dormammu never cared about who among the unlucky trespassers in his territory were killed. Moreover, the servants he recruited and the Mindless Ones, low-level creatures scattered throughout the Dark Dimension, would spontaneously attack those foolish intruders, killing them all.
As long as he was in the Dark Dimension, the great Dormammu was invincible!
"That idiot Kaecilius, died?"
Suddenly, Dormammu let out a soft 'huh', realizing that one of his slaves had lost contact. This either meant that the Dark Magic he had placed on his servant was forcibly erased by a more powerful entity—which was, of course, impossible. Or he was killed.
"Who was it? Was it the Ancient One, or... Martin?" Dormammu narrowed his eyes. The flames on his enormous head burned with temperatures hot enough to incinerate stars, and tendrils of Dark Dimension Magic Power swirled around him.
How truly interesting, someone actually dared to kill a servant of his, Dormammu.
Seeking death!
(end of chapter)
Martin said calmly.
The future of Mutants? If Martin were to lead the Mutants, he would definitely think of having their own Planet and moving all the Mutants there. The problem would be solved.
Martin's gaze shifted slightly, looking at the X-Men and Brotherhood core members present. Finally, his gaze paused slightly, seemingly inadvertently, lingering for an instant on two Mutants.
No one noticed.
These two Mutants were... Azazel, Juggernaut.
Azazel was nothing to worry about. This old fellow, who had lived for thousands of years on Earth and could teleport instantly, was not particularly strong...
But in reality, this Azazel was an Avatar. His True Form was imprisoned in an Alternate Dimension Space-Time.
What Martin cared about more was the Juggernaut, whose physique was as burly as a Giant. Juggernaut's source of power, similar to Scarlet Witch Wanda, did not originate from himself, but rather from accepting the transference of power from a certain Ancient Demon God.
Juggernaut's power came from Marvel's foremost Demon... Cyttorak!
The master of the Crimson Cosmos!
He was also the one Martin was most wary of when he attacked Hell and killed Mephisto last time!
To be called Marvel's foremost Demon, Cyttorak's strength was imaginable, definitely Multiverse-level, and in terms of status, equivalent to Trigon from DC Comics.
"The matter is concluded. I'll send you back to New York; you're not welcome here."
Martin said indifferently, creating a Space-Time Vortex and sending all of them back.
Only Yuriko was left behind, the Mutant nicknamed Deathstrike. The Beta Adamantium in her body was something Martin needed.
"Ratchet, immediately extract blood from this woman and research a self-healing metal that can be widely applied. Then input the relevant data into the Incubation Pod so that newly born warrior-type Transformers can also possess a Chassis with this self-healing metal."
Martin commanded.
"You won't be disappointed, Your Excellency, The Creator."
Ratchet was somewhat excited, immediately crouched down, monitoring Yuriko with numerous instruments, then quickly left after extracting some blood.
In the entire hall, only Martin and Yuriko remained.
Martin's gaze swept across, and a smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of his mouth.
He walked straight over, scooped up Yuriko, casually swept everything off the table, tossing it aside, and with a thud, placed Yuriko on it. Reaching out, with a rip, he tore her black bodysuit to shreds.
"It seems tonight will be another wonderful night, bringing me pleasure."
A smile appeared on Martin's face, satisfied with the beauty before him, he calmly unbuttoned his formal attire.
Chapter 87
A Portal slowly opened, accompanied by bright sparks, and a tall figure stepped out, directly appearing outside the Earth base.
The person slowly raised his head. Around his eye sockets, strange black substance writhed, with faint Dark Dimension power constantly surging.
"This is that man's territory..."
Kaecilius's face showed a strange smile, and a condescending coldness.
He slowly walked towards the base.
Transformers had already spotted him.
Kaecilius's face revealed a confident smile: "I am..."
Boom!
An Energy Cannon shot directly at him.
Kaecilius's expression changed, instantly conjuring a Magic barrier, blocking the Energy Cannon. Veins bulged on his forehead, and he opened his mouth to rebuke angrily, but then, more intense cannon fire blasted towards him.
Kaecilius's face completely darkened. He snorted coldly, his wrist flickered, and a complex, disc-shaped Magic immediately appeared in his palm, effortlessly blocking the incredibly destructive Energy Cannon.
Soon, the shelling stopped.
"I am Kaecilius, representing a revered Deity, here to meet Martin." Kaecilius's face was grim as he said coldly.
If it weren't for Martin's strong display, and his concern that if he appeared directly before Martin with a Portal, Martin would kill him instantly, Kaecilius would not have been so good-tempered.
"Interesting. Let this idiot roll in."
Martin's voice rang out, and the base's great gate opened with a boom.
Kaecilius walked into the base with a gloomy expression, looking at the countless Transformers around him and the massive structures rising from the ground, his brow slightly furrowed, and a hint of apprehension in his eyes.
He wasn't concerned about the strength of these Transformers. According to his understanding, the strongest of them had not reached Sub-Skyfather level; as long as they couldn't shatter a Planet with a single punch, he was confident he could kill them with various Magic. What truly concerned him was that these Robots created by Martin actually possessed complete intelligence... Just looking at these menacing buildings, made entirely of metal, incredibly complex, and with various intricate weapons on many of them. This base couldn't have been built by one person; it was clearly researched and constructed by these intelligent Robots.
This was truly terrifying.
"Wait here. The Creator will deign to meet you," Shockwave said coldly, then turned and left, as he still had much research to do.
...
Kaecilius's eye twitched, and he sneered.
Another hour passed before Martin finally arrived.
"Here, we never welcome Kamar-Taj sorcerers."
Martin had just finished bathing, dressed himself, and even applied hair wax, as he walked out with a calm expression. He had spent a wonderful night and was now in an exceptionally pleasant mood.
The already impatient Kaecilius immediately stood up, took a deep breath to suppress his inner turmoil, and said gravely, "Your Excellency, Martin, I, Kaecilius, a loyal servant of a great Universe God, have come for you."
Martin snapped his fingers, and a cup of coffee immediately boiled. He poured himself a cup, inhaling the aroma of the coffee, and said indifferently, "Honestly, you surprise me. It's fine for Dormammu to be ostentatious; he has the right. But for his dog to be so arrogant..."
Kaecilius's eyes narrowed: "You actually know my master's name. Indeed, worthy of being someone who can fight the Ancient One and not die..."
His gaze shifted, finally landing on the Infinity Gems on Martin's right hand. A hint of greed appeared in his eyes. Ah, the Infinity Gems, along with this Infinity Gauntlet that can unleash the power of the Infinity Gems, can be called the supreme treasures of the entire Universe. To some extent, this Gauntlet is even rarer than the Infinity Gems themselves.
"Martin, your name has gradually echoed throughout the entire Multiverse. Many Ancient Gods of the Universe have heard your name. Similarly, even more Gods intend to kill you and take everything from you..."
Kaecilius spread his arms, showing obsession and fanaticism: "Among them, the only one willing to save your life is my master, the Supreme Being of the infinite Dark Dimension—Dormammu! Pledge allegiance to my master, and you will gain Immortality, possess endless Life, no longer be in Fear and unease, and your mind will achieve lasting peace and tranquility."
Martin tilted his head: "So?"
"Therefore, I obey the command of the great Dormammu and have come to recruit you. You have the qualifications to be valued by my master." Kaecilius showed a confident smile. Even facing a terrifying figure like Martin, as long as Dormammu was mentioned, his inner fear of Martin gradually vanished.
Dormammu, residing in the Dark Dimension, a renowned Super Demon God in the Universe, a terrifying existence who slaughtered countless Planets! In Kaecilius's view, although Martin was powerful, rising miraculously and forcefully, defeating Odin, recruiting Surtur, killing Mephisto, and even confronting the formidable Ancient One, shaking the Ancient Beings in the Universe.
But... it was still not enough!
Compared to the immortal Demon God Dormammu, Martin's meager strength and achievements were simply not worth mentioning.
Kaecilius said, "You rely on the Infinity Gems to maintain your current status and strength. Whereas my master, relying solely on his own Magic Power, can possess power no less than that of the Infinity Gems! Otherwise, for all these years, the Ancient One would not have been so thoroughly suppressed by my master."
Thud! Martin placed the cup on the table, his expression somewhat peculiar as he scrutinized Kaecilius from head to toe.
"Firstly, the reason I've come this far is not by relying on the Infinity Gems, but on the power of The System I possess. Furthermore, let me tell you something cruel, Kaecilius, Dormammu has never regarded you as a servant; he only sees you as an insignificant pawn."
Martin smiled.
Kaecilius froze, and frowned, saying, "I am Master Dormammu's foremost servant. Of course, if you accept my master's invitation, I am willing to deign to be second, but that doesn't mean—"
Before he could finish speaking, Martin slowly raised his head, and a chilling murderous intent burst forth from his eyes.
"What I mean is, if Dormammu sent you here, he should be prepared for you to be killed by me!"
Martin sneered.
Kaecilius immediately unleashed a powerful Magic; as the Ancient One's foremost disciple, his strength was also formidable. At the same time, he conjured a Portal and turned to teleport away.
But Martin was faster. A blue light flashed, the Portal collapsed, and a broad hand gripped Kaecilius's neck, lifting him up.
"Killing you is just an insignificant start, and also a declaration of war to that idiot Dormammu... Don't provoke me."
Crunch!
Under Kaecilius's disbelieving gaze, Martin directly snapped his neck.
Even until his death, Kaecilius held disbelief, unable to believe that he, who believed he would gain Immortality by offering Earth to Dormammu, had actually died directly here. Dormammu did not save him, the Dark Dimension power had no reaction.
He was indeed abandoned by Dormammu.
Chapter 88
The Dark Dimension is a special world that transcends ordinary three-dimensional space, boundless and limitless, possessing countless desolate Planets within.
Dormammu comfortably bathed in Darkness and endless magma. His terrible gaze, comparable in size to The Moon, occasionally opened a sliver, and a terrifying bloodthirsty aura surged forth.
He was the Lord of Darkness, a top-tier Universe God in a single Universe, who fed on countless stars and took the wails of billions of lives as music. The great name of Dormammu, Lord of Darkness, echoed throughout the entire Universe. Occasionally, some Life, or even an entire Planet, would be swallowed by the constantly moving Dark Dimension, which was a perfectly normal occurrence.
The great Dormammu never cared about who among the unlucky trespassers in his territory were killed. Moreover, the servants he recruited and the Mindless Ones, low-level creatures scattered throughout the Dark Dimension, would spontaneously attack those foolish intruders, killing them all.
As long as he was in the Dark Dimension, the great Dormammu was invincible!
"That idiot Kaecilius, died?"
Suddenly, Dormammu let out a soft 'huh', realizing that one of his slaves had lost contact. This either meant that the Dark Magic he had placed on his servant was forcibly erased by a more powerful entity—which was, of course, impossible. Or he was killed.
"Who was it? Was it the Ancient One, or... Martin?" Dormammu narrowed his eyes. The flames on his enormous head burned with temperatures hot enough to incinerate stars, and tendrils of Dark Dimension Magic Power swirled around him.
How truly interesting, someone actually dared to kill a servant of his, Dormammu.
Seeking death!
(end of chapter)
