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Chapter 627: Dark Dimension
Tony no longer had the mind to bother with the petty squabbles on Earth.
In Tony's view, aside from the battle between Thor and Superman and Diana being somewhat engaging, the armor duel between Batman and Iron Man being quite interesting, and The Flash utterly dominating other heroes being rather satisfying, the other heroes were like mere children fighting in a brawl.
Many members of the Justice League and Avengers were actually greatly inflated; at best, they were on par with mass-produced super soldiers. Such combat power held no interest for Tony, as he could create thousands upon thousands of them in minutes.
Ever since he and Mr. Mxyzptlk effortlessly wiped out Trigon's three-headed clones, Tony had removed the Mother Box Barrier that enveloped the Prime Universe and returned to the Prime Universe.
He went directly to the Dark Dimension.
"The Dark Dimension, comparable to a Pocket Universe, needs to be shaped into the outer space of the Cybertron System."
Standing on a lifeless planet, Tony gazed at the countless abandoned planets in the pitch-black, profound darkness. The bizarre time-space inversions and the occasional glimmer of light that seeped out made the Dark Dimension world incredibly eerie.
He opened his palm and, with a slight wave, the entire Dark Dimension suddenly underwent immense changes. The whole world began to slowly collapse, transforming into fragments.
Rip! The grand curtain was torn open as Tony systematically tore apart the Dark Dimension, empowering it with the Mother Box's power. He smoothed out the chaotic power radiating from these fragments, then transferred them to the Cybertron System, molding them into new space-time.
The collapse of such a large dimension world like the Dark Dimension would often trigger major upheavals in the Real World, but Tony smoothed it out, preventing any violent tremors.
Although some top-tier beings in the universe were aware of it, the fluctuations quickly subsided. Especially after they discovered the tremors originated from the Dark Dimension, they decisively pulled back.
Vast areas of fragments containing space-time were forcefully transferred to the Cybertron System by Tony, then pieced together bit by bit, like knitting a sweater.
The entire Cybertron was shrouded in endless darkness. Countless people looked up at this scene, horror in their eyes.
The Mother Box possessed the ability to reconstruct constant parameters and modify gravitational fields. To put it simply, the Mother Box was also a divine artifact capable of creation.
"Now that the darkness barrier has been built, what are your next plans?"
The Ancient One came to Tony's side, his grizzled beard swayed without a breeze, a white robe draped over him, subtly vibrating with powerful magic.
"Divine Power clones."
Tony answered while carefully controlling the Mother Box to shape the new space-time. Once the new space-time was complete, the Cybertron System would have greater strategic depth, possessing a vast Pocket Universe world.
The Ancient One said, "Indeed, compared to the magic system, the Divine Power system advances at a more profound pace... You seem off, has something happened?"
"You could tell?"
"I know you well, Tony; you've encountered a problem. You always resolve things you can handle alone first, and then toss the scraps to us... Honestly, this isn't good; it makes us feel like useless individuals," the Ancient One said.
Tony carefully pieced together a large section of fragments, then transferred them to the periphery of the Cybertron System. After the shattered space-time of the Dark Dimension established an initial connection with the Prime Universe's space-time, he immediately began piecing together new fragments.
"I can't help it; some things only I can do," Tony said lightly.
Although he had a group of life forms with extraordinary potential under his command, they were still far from being able to keep up with the enemies Tony faced.
Sometimes, even Tony himself was constantly worried, having to repeatedly brace himself and confront them.
He didn't want to, but there was no other way. Besides inanimate objects like the Mother Box and Plot Gem, there were no powerful beings who could share his burden.
"Everything will slowly get better; time is on our side," Tony said with a faint smile.
The Ancient One nodded, "Let's hope so."
The future would definitely get better; Tony had always firmly believed this. He had his own people, subordinates, and friends with limitless potential. As long as they didn't suffer massive trauma leading to widespread civilian death, the future was indeed on Tony's side.
As time passed, spanning a month, after Tony finished piecing together the last fragment, the brand-new "Dark Dimension" had taken shape.
Accompanied by a thunderous roar, the Cybertron System was swallowed by a vast black region, entering a brand-new world. It was filled with numerous planets and stars, all of which would become the Cybertron System's backyard.
The entire Cybertron System was abuzz. After the dust settled, countless people poured out, eagerly exploring this world and establishing strongholds on important planets.
"Still too few stars; we need to pull in a batch from the Outside World," Tony said with a smile, looking at the noisy crowd.
The Ancient One nodded, "Leave this to me. I'll drag some stars in after a while."
For a Level Seven being like him, moving a few stars was truly nothing.
Tony casually glanced at the Ancient One's calm face and teased, "What, do you want me to treat you to tea?"
"Forget about tea; I'm not used to that kind of beverage," the Ancient One said righteously. "You said you'd help me re-establish the Agalas Sanctuary."
He raised a hand and pointed at Cybertron. "I want to cordon off a piece of land on the main planet and build it into a new magic holy land."
"Even if you didn't say it, I would still do it. Our magic system must be established by ourselves. Always using the power of other Elder Gods as a magic source might lead to disaster someday... If they're like the Vishanti, it's fine, but if it's like Korsen, the trouble would be immense."
"Are you going to deal with Korsen?"
"...No, no one knows where he's hiding. That guy was frightened into hiding by the Vishanti; we can only wait for him to emerge on his own," Tony sighed.
The Ancient One patted Tony's shoulder and flew towards Cybertron.
Tony stood silently in the deep space of the universe, surveying the brand-new world—a Pocket Universe with a diameter of thirty thousand light-years. This was the result of Tony eliminating ninety percent of the weaker space-time and merging it into the remaining ten percent, which would make the New World more stable.
"Everything will get better..."
Tony let out a long breath.
Thinking of the countless Gods of the Sphere of the Gods, the unique life forms, and the even greater number of unknown slumbering beings, Tony felt a surge of pressure and urgency.
He was not alone, never had been; too many residents stood behind him, and everyone was watching him.
Tony also flew towards Cybertron. Against the backdrop of the profound universe, he was the God silently overseeing everything.
(end of chapter)
Tony no longer had the mind to bother with the petty squabbles on Earth.
In Tony's view, aside from the battle between Thor and Superman and Diana being somewhat engaging, the armor duel between Batman and Iron Man being quite interesting, and The Flash utterly dominating other heroes being rather satisfying, the other heroes were like mere children fighting in a brawl.
Many members of the Justice League and Avengers were actually greatly inflated; at best, they were on par with mass-produced super soldiers. Such combat power held no interest for Tony, as he could create thousands upon thousands of them in minutes.
Ever since he and Mr. Mxyzptlk effortlessly wiped out Trigon's three-headed clones, Tony had removed the Mother Box Barrier that enveloped the Prime Universe and returned to the Prime Universe.
He went directly to the Dark Dimension.
"The Dark Dimension, comparable to a Pocket Universe, needs to be shaped into the outer space of the Cybertron System."
Standing on a lifeless planet, Tony gazed at the countless abandoned planets in the pitch-black, profound darkness. The bizarre time-space inversions and the occasional glimmer of light that seeped out made the Dark Dimension world incredibly eerie.
He opened his palm and, with a slight wave, the entire Dark Dimension suddenly underwent immense changes. The whole world began to slowly collapse, transforming into fragments.
Rip! The grand curtain was torn open as Tony systematically tore apart the Dark Dimension, empowering it with the Mother Box's power. He smoothed out the chaotic power radiating from these fragments, then transferred them to the Cybertron System, molding them into new space-time.
The collapse of such a large dimension world like the Dark Dimension would often trigger major upheavals in the Real World, but Tony smoothed it out, preventing any violent tremors.
Although some top-tier beings in the universe were aware of it, the fluctuations quickly subsided. Especially after they discovered the tremors originated from the Dark Dimension, they decisively pulled back.
Vast areas of fragments containing space-time were forcefully transferred to the Cybertron System by Tony, then pieced together bit by bit, like knitting a sweater.
The entire Cybertron was shrouded in endless darkness. Countless people looked up at this scene, horror in their eyes.
The Mother Box possessed the ability to reconstruct constant parameters and modify gravitational fields. To put it simply, the Mother Box was also a divine artifact capable of creation.
"Now that the darkness barrier has been built, what are your next plans?"
The Ancient One came to Tony's side, his grizzled beard swayed without a breeze, a white robe draped over him, subtly vibrating with powerful magic.
"Divine Power clones."
Tony answered while carefully controlling the Mother Box to shape the new space-time. Once the new space-time was complete, the Cybertron System would have greater strategic depth, possessing a vast Pocket Universe world.
The Ancient One said, "Indeed, compared to the magic system, the Divine Power system advances at a more profound pace... You seem off, has something happened?"
"You could tell?"
"I know you well, Tony; you've encountered a problem. You always resolve things you can handle alone first, and then toss the scraps to us... Honestly, this isn't good; it makes us feel like useless individuals," the Ancient One said.
Tony carefully pieced together a large section of fragments, then transferred them to the periphery of the Cybertron System. After the shattered space-time of the Dark Dimension established an initial connection with the Prime Universe's space-time, he immediately began piecing together new fragments.
"I can't help it; some things only I can do," Tony said lightly.
Although he had a group of life forms with extraordinary potential under his command, they were still far from being able to keep up with the enemies Tony faced.
Sometimes, even Tony himself was constantly worried, having to repeatedly brace himself and confront them.
He didn't want to, but there was no other way. Besides inanimate objects like the Mother Box and Plot Gem, there were no powerful beings who could share his burden.
"Everything will slowly get better; time is on our side," Tony said with a faint smile.
The Ancient One nodded, "Let's hope so."
The future would definitely get better; Tony had always firmly believed this. He had his own people, subordinates, and friends with limitless potential. As long as they didn't suffer massive trauma leading to widespread civilian death, the future was indeed on Tony's side.
As time passed, spanning a month, after Tony finished piecing together the last fragment, the brand-new "Dark Dimension" had taken shape.
Accompanied by a thunderous roar, the Cybertron System was swallowed by a vast black region, entering a brand-new world. It was filled with numerous planets and stars, all of which would become the Cybertron System's backyard.
The entire Cybertron System was abuzz. After the dust settled, countless people poured out, eagerly exploring this world and establishing strongholds on important planets.
"Still too few stars; we need to pull in a batch from the Outside World," Tony said with a smile, looking at the noisy crowd.
The Ancient One nodded, "Leave this to me. I'll drag some stars in after a while."
For a Level Seven being like him, moving a few stars was truly nothing.
Tony casually glanced at the Ancient One's calm face and teased, "What, do you want me to treat you to tea?"
"Forget about tea; I'm not used to that kind of beverage," the Ancient One said righteously. "You said you'd help me re-establish the Agalas Sanctuary."
He raised a hand and pointed at Cybertron. "I want to cordon off a piece of land on the main planet and build it into a new magic holy land."
"Even if you didn't say it, I would still do it. Our magic system must be established by ourselves. Always using the power of other Elder Gods as a magic source might lead to disaster someday... If they're like the Vishanti, it's fine, but if it's like Korsen, the trouble would be immense."
"Are you going to deal with Korsen?"
"...No, no one knows where he's hiding. That guy was frightened into hiding by the Vishanti; we can only wait for him to emerge on his own," Tony sighed.
The Ancient One patted Tony's shoulder and flew towards Cybertron.
Tony stood silently in the deep space of the universe, surveying the brand-new world—a Pocket Universe with a diameter of thirty thousand light-years. This was the result of Tony eliminating ninety percent of the weaker space-time and merging it into the remaining ten percent, which would make the New World more stable.
"Everything will get better..."
Tony let out a long breath.
Thinking of the countless Gods of the Sphere of the Gods, the unique life forms, and the even greater number of unknown slumbering beings, Tony felt a surge of pressure and urgency.
He was not alone, never had been; too many residents stood behind him, and everyone was watching him.
Tony also flew towards Cybertron. Against the backdrop of the profound universe, he was the God silently overseeing everything.
(end of chapter)
