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Chapter 545: Nirvana Universe · Doomsday
by Great Demon Spirit
The Ravagers' spaceship moved swiftly to numerous galaxies, beginning to release the terrifying virus according to their designated targets.
It was a simple process: just arrive at the designated location, smash the test tube down hard, and then fly the spaceship away.
Moreover, this Universe was extremely small and slowly collapsing. In several hundred million years, it would collapse to its limit and finally disintegrate.
Take the Prime Universe, for example. The Prime Universe is 13.8 billion years old, 92 billion light-years in diameter, and is expanding at a superluminal rate every moment.
But this Universe, chosen by Tony, was only half the size of the Prime Universe and was in a state of collapse.
"Boss, what do you think the client wants to do? Looking at this crimson stuff, I can't help but feel uneasy," one of the subordinates said anxiously.
Yondu glanced at him, then returned his focus to the test tube in his hand. The scarlet liquid sloshed gently, giving off an unsettling feeling.
"It's none of our business. As long as we get paid, that's all that matters. Even if it's a poison that could wipe out a planet, it won't stop us from getting our money!" Yondu grinned, carefully placing the test tube into a briefcase.
The spaceship accelerated once again, rushing toward the next target.
Thirty-nine test tubes were sneakily deployed by the Ravagers on several of the Universe's most notorious planets. They either disguised themselves as merchants to enter, sent suicide squads to deploy them carefully, or simply flew in brazenly, dropped the tubes, and left.
The tube that was thrown onto Warworld was handled by a scapegoat Yondu found to smash it on the planet's surface.
Some were successful, some failed, but the Doomsday virus had indeed begun to spread.
When Yondu returned to Nowhere and collected his hefty payment, he took out the last test tube. With a cold smile, just before the spaceship's doors closed, he smashed it forcefully onto the ground of Nowhere.
A light whistle escaped his lips. Yondu smirked, leading his men to fly away hastily as he silently observed the developing situation.
All forty of these seemingly insignificant test tubes were deployed. Not even Yondu himself could have anticipated what a terrifying demon he had unleashed.
The first hour, there was no noticeable change.
The second hour, some people's faces looked strange, and they began to feel slight discomfort. Things resembling age spots started appearing on the surface of their skin.
But the cells, drifting freely through the air, had already penetrated deep into the bodies of these lifeforms. They were frantically rewriting their Genetic Code, irreversibly twisting them from their very foundations, turning them into deformed creatures of partial Kryptonian lineage.
When the third hour arrived, the distinct changes in physical appearance finally alarmed all of Nowhere.
"What is this stuff?"
"I... What's happening to me??"
Screams of pain and enraged shouts rang out one after another. Those infected by the cells finally underwent irreversible, violent mutations.
Most obviously, their physical builds swelled up. The frail became strong, and the already strong became even more robust. Regardless of their skin color, it all began to shift towards a deep, dark black.
Shrill roars echoed continuously. A collective, terrifying Mutation began to sweep across all of Nowhere!
Suddenly swelling bodies, bloodthirsty crimson pupils, and a Gene Chain altered beyond recognition turned them into terrifying Monsters!
A type of Monster that could continuously increase its strength, no less!
Roar! Roar! Roar!!!
An incomplete version of Doomsday was the first to take form. It stood two meters tall, its muscles explosive. Long, sharp teeth tore through its lips, and blood gushed down, but the Doomsday immediately and greedily licked it up with its tongue, swallowing it.
It felt the terrifying Power welling up endlessly within its body, a Power transmitted from the Gene that had been forcibly modified at its core. Manic emotions relentlessly battered its mind, and a violent nature gradually overwhelmed its original personality.
Roar!
This Monster, the first to complete its transformation, grabbed a struggling, shapeshifting teammate next to it. What little Sanity remained told it that this person was from the same crew, a teammate.
But... so what!
They were all criminals wanted on numerous planets, a bunch of scum who would stop at nothing! For the right price, they'd even sell out their own fathers!
A savage look filled its eyes. It opened its massive jaws and bit down hard on its former teammate's head, crushing it with a sickening crunch.
The mix of white brain matter, red blood, and some unknown black fluid seemed to be a delicacy to this Doomsday. It narrowed its eyes in delight, gnawing away as if savoring a delicious meal.
Similar incidents occurred repeatedly throughout Nowhere. This den of sin had turned into a bloody slaughterhouse, where frenzied killings played out one after another, a continuous series of tragedies.
"Wh-wh-what... what on earth is this stuff!!"
Sitting in front of the screen, Yondu's hands and feet went cold as he watched the scene unfolding on Nowhere in horror.
The subordinates behind him were also scared stiff, trembling. Some couldn't even stop themselves from collapsing to the floor.
No one laughed, because everyone's face was ashen.
They watched helplessly as Nowhere became unrecognizable in just a few short hours. Flames soared into the sky, and terrifying Auras appeared one after another, still climbing at an astonishing rate with no end in sight.
The cruel slaughter and bloody battles had turned Nowhere into a literal slaughterhouse. Every Monster was a butcher, but also a pig or sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
As for who butchered whom, that depended on their individual circumstances.
For instance, the lucky ones miraculously tapped into the Potential of the Doomsday cells with their frail bodies, ascending to the heavens in a single step. Or the highly adaptable ones, who completed their assimilation with the Doomsday cells in an extremely short time and immediately began slaughtering others of their kind around them.
Then there were the unlucky bastards who finished their Evolution first only to be swarmed and killed by a group of weaklings.
All sorts of tragic scenes played out, turning the entirety of Nowhere into a living Hell.
Yondu swallowed hard. "Fellas, I think we just accomplished the grand feat of destroying a world."
It was true they were scum, and true that every one of them was good at killing. But the damn scene before them... watching those guys they had been drinking, drawing blades, and cursing with just a short while ago turn into Monsters and slaughter each other...
It was as if the apocalypse had arrived.
A spaceship flew past the Ravagers' ship. It was The Dawn, the spaceship of the Guardians of the Galaxy, currently flying leisurely toward Nowhere.
"Hey, Yondu, we're going on ahead!" Star-Lord Quill's mocking voice was transmitted into Yondu's spaceship.
Yondu's expression changed, and he roared, "You little brat, get your ass back here right now! Don't go!!"
Star-Lord's expression flickered, and he responded with a middle finger on the screen.
Ten seconds later, the spaceship that had been flying toward Nowhere returned in a panic as if it had seen a ghost. Star-Lord's furious and panicked voice rang out.
"What the hell is going on! Has this place been overrun by Monsters?!"
(end of chapter)
by Great Demon Spirit
The Ravagers' spaceship moved swiftly to numerous galaxies, beginning to release the terrifying virus according to their designated targets.
It was a simple process: just arrive at the designated location, smash the test tube down hard, and then fly the spaceship away.
Moreover, this Universe was extremely small and slowly collapsing. In several hundred million years, it would collapse to its limit and finally disintegrate.
Take the Prime Universe, for example. The Prime Universe is 13.8 billion years old, 92 billion light-years in diameter, and is expanding at a superluminal rate every moment.
But this Universe, chosen by Tony, was only half the size of the Prime Universe and was in a state of collapse.
"Boss, what do you think the client wants to do? Looking at this crimson stuff, I can't help but feel uneasy," one of the subordinates said anxiously.
Yondu glanced at him, then returned his focus to the test tube in his hand. The scarlet liquid sloshed gently, giving off an unsettling feeling.
"It's none of our business. As long as we get paid, that's all that matters. Even if it's a poison that could wipe out a planet, it won't stop us from getting our money!" Yondu grinned, carefully placing the test tube into a briefcase.
The spaceship accelerated once again, rushing toward the next target.
Thirty-nine test tubes were sneakily deployed by the Ravagers on several of the Universe's most notorious planets. They either disguised themselves as merchants to enter, sent suicide squads to deploy them carefully, or simply flew in brazenly, dropped the tubes, and left.
The tube that was thrown onto Warworld was handled by a scapegoat Yondu found to smash it on the planet's surface.
Some were successful, some failed, but the Doomsday virus had indeed begun to spread.
When Yondu returned to Nowhere and collected his hefty payment, he took out the last test tube. With a cold smile, just before the spaceship's doors closed, he smashed it forcefully onto the ground of Nowhere.
A light whistle escaped his lips. Yondu smirked, leading his men to fly away hastily as he silently observed the developing situation.
All forty of these seemingly insignificant test tubes were deployed. Not even Yondu himself could have anticipated what a terrifying demon he had unleashed.
The first hour, there was no noticeable change.
The second hour, some people's faces looked strange, and they began to feel slight discomfort. Things resembling age spots started appearing on the surface of their skin.
But the cells, drifting freely through the air, had already penetrated deep into the bodies of these lifeforms. They were frantically rewriting their Genetic Code, irreversibly twisting them from their very foundations, turning them into deformed creatures of partial Kryptonian lineage.
When the third hour arrived, the distinct changes in physical appearance finally alarmed all of Nowhere.
"What is this stuff?"
"I... What's happening to me??"
Screams of pain and enraged shouts rang out one after another. Those infected by the cells finally underwent irreversible, violent mutations.
Most obviously, their physical builds swelled up. The frail became strong, and the already strong became even more robust. Regardless of their skin color, it all began to shift towards a deep, dark black.
Shrill roars echoed continuously. A collective, terrifying Mutation began to sweep across all of Nowhere!
Suddenly swelling bodies, bloodthirsty crimson pupils, and a Gene Chain altered beyond recognition turned them into terrifying Monsters!
A type of Monster that could continuously increase its strength, no less!
Roar! Roar! Roar!!!
An incomplete version of Doomsday was the first to take form. It stood two meters tall, its muscles explosive. Long, sharp teeth tore through its lips, and blood gushed down, but the Doomsday immediately and greedily licked it up with its tongue, swallowing it.
It felt the terrifying Power welling up endlessly within its body, a Power transmitted from the Gene that had been forcibly modified at its core. Manic emotions relentlessly battered its mind, and a violent nature gradually overwhelmed its original personality.
Roar!
This Monster, the first to complete its transformation, grabbed a struggling, shapeshifting teammate next to it. What little Sanity remained told it that this person was from the same crew, a teammate.
But... so what!
They were all criminals wanted on numerous planets, a bunch of scum who would stop at nothing! For the right price, they'd even sell out their own fathers!
A savage look filled its eyes. It opened its massive jaws and bit down hard on its former teammate's head, crushing it with a sickening crunch.
The mix of white brain matter, red blood, and some unknown black fluid seemed to be a delicacy to this Doomsday. It narrowed its eyes in delight, gnawing away as if savoring a delicious meal.
Similar incidents occurred repeatedly throughout Nowhere. This den of sin had turned into a bloody slaughterhouse, where frenzied killings played out one after another, a continuous series of tragedies.
"Wh-wh-what... what on earth is this stuff!!"
Sitting in front of the screen, Yondu's hands and feet went cold as he watched the scene unfolding on Nowhere in horror.
The subordinates behind him were also scared stiff, trembling. Some couldn't even stop themselves from collapsing to the floor.
No one laughed, because everyone's face was ashen.
They watched helplessly as Nowhere became unrecognizable in just a few short hours. Flames soared into the sky, and terrifying Auras appeared one after another, still climbing at an astonishing rate with no end in sight.
The cruel slaughter and bloody battles had turned Nowhere into a literal slaughterhouse. Every Monster was a butcher, but also a pig or sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
As for who butchered whom, that depended on their individual circumstances.
For instance, the lucky ones miraculously tapped into the Potential of the Doomsday cells with their frail bodies, ascending to the heavens in a single step. Or the highly adaptable ones, who completed their assimilation with the Doomsday cells in an extremely short time and immediately began slaughtering others of their kind around them.
Then there were the unlucky bastards who finished their Evolution first only to be swarmed and killed by a group of weaklings.
All sorts of tragic scenes played out, turning the entirety of Nowhere into a living Hell.
Yondu swallowed hard. "Fellas, I think we just accomplished the grand feat of destroying a world."
It was true they were scum, and true that every one of them was good at killing. But the damn scene before them... watching those guys they had been drinking, drawing blades, and cursing with just a short while ago turn into Monsters and slaughter each other...
It was as if the apocalypse had arrived.
A spaceship flew past the Ravagers' ship. It was The Dawn, the spaceship of the Guardians of the Galaxy, currently flying leisurely toward Nowhere.
"Hey, Yondu, we're going on ahead!" Star-Lord Quill's mocking voice was transmitted into Yondu's spaceship.
Yondu's expression changed, and he roared, "You little brat, get your ass back here right now! Don't go!!"
Star-Lord's expression flickered, and he responded with a middle finger on the screen.
Ten seconds later, the spaceship that had been flying toward Nowhere returned in a panic as if it had seen a ghost. Star-Lord's furious and panicked voice rang out.
"What the hell is going on! Has this place been overrun by Monsters?!"
(end of chapter)
