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Furthermore, even as an Elder of the Universe, it was foolish to speak of integrity with a Multiverse God like Martin.
"Very good, but now, I need you to have a completely new beginning..."
Martin sneered softly, then directly summoned Alchemist Prime, one of the Thirteen Apostles.
"Your Excellency, The Creator, it is my pleasure to serve you." Alchemist Prime, ever the idealist and perfectionist, bowed elegantly to Martin.
"Alchemist Prime, use your exclusive Divine Artifact, the Cinder Stone, to transform all these esteemed Cosmic Gods into Transformers."
Martin commanded.
Alchemist Prime's eyes lit up, and he immediately produced a peculiar weapon. He began modifying the fundamental elements of living beings. Wherever the light shone, these Cosmic Gods were reshaped by this power, transforming into the likeness of Transformers.
As for those Cosmic Entity Deities who wield the Laws of the Universe, they held no value whatsoever.
Martin's gaze swept over them. In an instant, along with Eternity, Oblivion, and other deities embodying cosmic law, Martin erased them directly from this world on the spot.
The New World, the Transformers Universe, simply had no need for these old-timers who wielded the Laws of the Universe.
With another great bang, Alchemist Prime had already transformed the Elder of the Universe Council and other beings entirely into Transformers.
"What is this..."
The Deities were instantly bewildered, especially those of the Elder of the Universe Council who possessed flesh and blood. They watched helplessly as they transformed little by little, their tempered flesh and blood now entirely converted into metal Chassis by the Cinder Stone.
Though their hearts were shaken, they could only grit their teeth and accept it. They had no right to refuse.
Meanwhile, under Martin's intervention, the Magic Orb located in Cybertron's core had already begun its frantic calculations, taking control of this vast Universe. Countless Computational Power flowed, coordinating everything.
Thus, a brand new world was born.
The Transformers Universe... achieved!
New laws began to coalesce. Under the control of the Magic Orb, this terrifying computer, all that was old was replaced, and a brand new world rose majestically.
"We'll join in too!"
Primus and Unicron also acted at this moment, immediately unleashing immense power. Wielding the Laws of Order and Chaos, they took their positions as the two fundamental poles of the new world's laws, once again solidifying and stabilizing this brand new world with their terrifying abilities.
At last, accompanied by a dreadful boom, the Transformers world completely stabilized. The moment it took shape, profound powers erupted, which had long been quietly observed by the Multiverse Deities who watched the entire process.
"Another world, destined to span the Multiverse for countless years, has been born."
Many Ancient Deities sighed with emotion, quietly watching this scene unfold.
It could be said that the emergence of such a situation was inevitable. Even Multiverse Deities needed their own habitats and bases. For example, the Vishanti possessed a mysterious Magic Realm to serve as their dwelling.
And now, Martin had one too.
The Transformers Universe.
Chapter 252
Everything seemed to have settled.
"With his own world now, shouldn't that fellow calm down for a while..."
"He's too brutal. The Multiverse, which was originally quite stable, rarely saw a Multiverse-level bloodbath in billions of years. Yet, ever since Martin's rise, wars have frequently erupted, and countless worlds have been destroyed because of it."
"The Lord of Order, the Lord of Chaos, the In-Betweener, and now Shuma-Gorath... Is this guy a madman? Does he kill wherever he goes?"
"He's too brutal, no need to provoke him."
Many Ancient Deities watched the birth of the New World, exchanging whispers, their gazes towards Martin filled with deep apprehension.
He caused too much trouble; wherever Martin was, something bad was bound to happen.
Deep within the Multiverse, a certain Unknown Dimension.
"What? Shuma-Gorath is dead?"
"I don't really care if Shuma-Gorath lives or dies, it's probably for the best that strange Abomination is gone... What concerns me more is that Martin actually teamed up with the Vishanti... That's not good news."
A colossal shadow emerged. Chthon glared malevolently at the shifts in the Multiverse. He had been quietly licking his wounds there, and seeing Martin, the one who caused his current predicament, become a being that shook the Multiverse, his unwillingness intensified.
Yet, miraculously, the hatred and rage within him had diminished somewhat.
"Hmph, those bastards always secretly mocked me, saying I was crippled by a lowly Mortal... Hmph hmph hmph, but Order and Chaos, they didn't even leave behind a complete corpse. It's still debatable who the real idiot is..."
Chthon's face was distorted in a grimace.
Ever since Martin had taken him down with a combination of the Supreme Divine Armor + Matrix of Leadership + Infinity Stones, even crippling half of the Chaos Power he wielded, Chthon had always felt deeply humiliated.
But now, seeing Martin grow stronger and stronger, sending those fools into a frantic scramble, a hint of pleasure surprisingly arose in his heart.
Indeed, it wasn't that the great Lord Chthon was too weak; it was that Martin was too sinister. His escape from Martin's clutches was already a monumental feat, far greater than that of Shuma-Gorath and his ilk.
But now, Martin had actually teamed up with the Vishanti, and *that* was truly bad news that Chthon couldn't shake off.
"It seems I can only contact those fellows. Although I'd rather find an opportunity to devour them than team up with them... I'm sure they have the same idea about me."
Chthon sneered repeatedly.
How glorious the Second Generation Gods were back then, only to be completely annihilated by the Civil War ignited single-handedly by the Serpent God Set and himself, Chthon, the God of the Underworld. It was an era of madness, of mutual devouring.
Now, to counter the threat of Martin and the Vishanti, Chthon had no choice but to find a way to contact Set and the others. It was an unavoidable situation.
"The real game has only just begun, Martin. All the pain you inflicted upon me before, you will now return..."
Chthon whispered with a cruel grin, his blood-red eyes gleaming in the Darkness, full of malice.
Transformers Universe, Cybertron.
Martin stood on the top floor of a building, gazing into the distance and observing this vast New World with an appreciative eye. The more he looked, the more satisfied he felt.
Countless planets and galaxies now clustered around the central Cybertron.
The surviving beings from the Zombie disaster in the original Universe were also pulled by Martin into the Transformers Universe, and he did not use the Cinder Stone to transform them into Transformers.
He only acted against the Deities; the others were of no consequence.
"It's a beautiful sight, but it's not what I want."
From the Darkness behind him, a bloated figure emerged, covered in various horrifying tumors, with several arms and legs even sprouting from its back, a complete display of distortion and deformity.
Stephen Strange, plagued by Eldritch power, now stood beside Martin, looking up at the twinkling stars filling the sky. He had to admit, it was indeed a feast for the eyes and soul.
Just standing here, bathed in the cool breeze and looking up, countless stars shimmered, as if the entire Universe was cheering and sparkling for him.
But unfortunately, this wasn't what Stephen Strange wanted, and the planet beneath his feet wasn't his either.
"I want to return to Earth. I am, after all, Earth's Sorcerer Supreme. I assume you didn't destroy Earth when you created this New World, did you?"
Stephen Strange said in a deep voice. Due to the excessive mutations, his voice was disturbed, becoming hoarse and low.
"I didn't touch anything from the original. Earth, the Solar System, the Milky Way Galaxy—I moved them all over exactly as they were."
Martin didn't turn around, simply speaking in a faint voice.
"Then, I implore you to let me return to Earth," Stephen Strange said softly.
"Earth... because of the Zombie disaster, there are hardly any living people left on the entire planet. Are you sure? Do you want to be the caretaker of a dead planet?"
"Of course. It's my choice. And besides, there are still a few hundred people who, tens of thousands of years from now, could still re-establish a prosperous human civilization," Stephen Strange said.
Martin finally turned around, looking intently at the man before him.
He didn't really care about Stephen Strange's power. In terms of Magic mastery, there were far too many individuals on Cybertron stronger than Stephen Strange.
"Since you insist, suit yourself. In fact, I've never stopped you... As for the distorted power within you..."
Martin slowly extended his hand. In that instant, within him, around the Allspark, billions of bound Cthulhu Monsters immediately sensed something, simultaneously letting out piercing screams.
Martin frantically extracted Eldritch power from them for analysis, cruelly stripping away their essence to convert it into his own power.
Gradually, a surge of Eldritch power, terrifying to Stephen Strange, erupted.
"You actually..."
Stephen Strange instinctively trembled, staring at Martin with a face full of terror. He clearly felt an endless number of those Eldritch entities from the man before him!
This man, Martin, actually imprisoned so many monsters within his own body?!
Was he really not afraid of being assimilated and distorted by these monsters?
"Don't worry. Never mind my physical essence; even my willpower and mind cannot be interfered with by these Abominations."
Martin extracted the Eldritch power from Stephen Strange and immediately began to sort through Stephen Strange's gene chain, repairing the collapsing and wildly mutating genes one by one.
Finally, Stephen Strange regained his original appearance.
"You may go, Stephen Strange. I wish you good luck."
Martin's expression was calm. With his hands behind his back, he quietly watched the Sorcerer Supreme before him.
After all, he had few acquaintances left from the past.
Whenever he looked at Stephen Strange, Martin was reminded of their first meeting on Earth, in the Himalayas, when both were searching for the mysterious Kamar-Taj and met because of it.
Chapter 253
Martin had finally quieted down.
Many Ancient Deities who witnessed this scene immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
They saw Martin dive headfirst into the Transformers Universe, after which he made no further moves, and the entire Multiverse consequently calmed down.
It seemed as if everything had become calm and peaceful, which was the main theme of the Multiverse. Multiverse-level beings only appeared and became active after countless long ages.
In contrast, the recent frequent outbreaks of Multiverse-level wars were the unusual occurrences.
Naturally, the brand new World attracted many residents of Cybertron to venture out and explore.
"This entire World will be my battlefield, Kratos, God of War!" Kratos roared.
"I'm going to build a particle collider that orbits the Milky Way Galaxy," Dr. Banner said.
"So much food, it's all mine!"
That last sentence was spoken by Galacta.
Only Galacta would say such a thing.
Many residents rapidly streamed towards the various planets in the New World, while the original remnant lifeforms dared not interfere.
The Kree, the Skrull Empire, and others watched silently, not daring to make a move.
"We are now in the Transformers Universe. Do not clash with these Cybertronians. Focus specifically on the actions of those Kree beasts."
(end of chapter)
Furthermore, even as an Elder of the Universe, it was foolish to speak of integrity with a Multiverse God like Martin.
"Very good, but now, I need you to have a completely new beginning..."
Martin sneered softly, then directly summoned Alchemist Prime, one of the Thirteen Apostles.
"Your Excellency, The Creator, it is my pleasure to serve you." Alchemist Prime, ever the idealist and perfectionist, bowed elegantly to Martin.
"Alchemist Prime, use your exclusive Divine Artifact, the Cinder Stone, to transform all these esteemed Cosmic Gods into Transformers."
Martin commanded.
Alchemist Prime's eyes lit up, and he immediately produced a peculiar weapon. He began modifying the fundamental elements of living beings. Wherever the light shone, these Cosmic Gods were reshaped by this power, transforming into the likeness of Transformers.
As for those Cosmic Entity Deities who wield the Laws of the Universe, they held no value whatsoever.
Martin's gaze swept over them. In an instant, along with Eternity, Oblivion, and other deities embodying cosmic law, Martin erased them directly from this world on the spot.
The New World, the Transformers Universe, simply had no need for these old-timers who wielded the Laws of the Universe.
With another great bang, Alchemist Prime had already transformed the Elder of the Universe Council and other beings entirely into Transformers.
"What is this..."
The Deities were instantly bewildered, especially those of the Elder of the Universe Council who possessed flesh and blood. They watched helplessly as they transformed little by little, their tempered flesh and blood now entirely converted into metal Chassis by the Cinder Stone.
Though their hearts were shaken, they could only grit their teeth and accept it. They had no right to refuse.
Meanwhile, under Martin's intervention, the Magic Orb located in Cybertron's core had already begun its frantic calculations, taking control of this vast Universe. Countless Computational Power flowed, coordinating everything.
Thus, a brand new world was born.
The Transformers Universe... achieved!
New laws began to coalesce. Under the control of the Magic Orb, this terrifying computer, all that was old was replaced, and a brand new world rose majestically.
"We'll join in too!"
Primus and Unicron also acted at this moment, immediately unleashing immense power. Wielding the Laws of Order and Chaos, they took their positions as the two fundamental poles of the new world's laws, once again solidifying and stabilizing this brand new world with their terrifying abilities.
At last, accompanied by a dreadful boom, the Transformers world completely stabilized. The moment it took shape, profound powers erupted, which had long been quietly observed by the Multiverse Deities who watched the entire process.
"Another world, destined to span the Multiverse for countless years, has been born."
Many Ancient Deities sighed with emotion, quietly watching this scene unfold.
It could be said that the emergence of such a situation was inevitable. Even Multiverse Deities needed their own habitats and bases. For example, the Vishanti possessed a mysterious Magic Realm to serve as their dwelling.
And now, Martin had one too.
The Transformers Universe.
Chapter 252
Everything seemed to have settled.
"With his own world now, shouldn't that fellow calm down for a while..."
"He's too brutal. The Multiverse, which was originally quite stable, rarely saw a Multiverse-level bloodbath in billions of years. Yet, ever since Martin's rise, wars have frequently erupted, and countless worlds have been destroyed because of it."
"The Lord of Order, the Lord of Chaos, the In-Betweener, and now Shuma-Gorath... Is this guy a madman? Does he kill wherever he goes?"
"He's too brutal, no need to provoke him."
Many Ancient Deities watched the birth of the New World, exchanging whispers, their gazes towards Martin filled with deep apprehension.
He caused too much trouble; wherever Martin was, something bad was bound to happen.
Deep within the Multiverse, a certain Unknown Dimension.
"What? Shuma-Gorath is dead?"
"I don't really care if Shuma-Gorath lives or dies, it's probably for the best that strange Abomination is gone... What concerns me more is that Martin actually teamed up with the Vishanti... That's not good news."
A colossal shadow emerged. Chthon glared malevolently at the shifts in the Multiverse. He had been quietly licking his wounds there, and seeing Martin, the one who caused his current predicament, become a being that shook the Multiverse, his unwillingness intensified.
Yet, miraculously, the hatred and rage within him had diminished somewhat.
"Hmph, those bastards always secretly mocked me, saying I was crippled by a lowly Mortal... Hmph hmph hmph, but Order and Chaos, they didn't even leave behind a complete corpse. It's still debatable who the real idiot is..."
Chthon's face was distorted in a grimace.
Ever since Martin had taken him down with a combination of the Supreme Divine Armor + Matrix of Leadership + Infinity Stones, even crippling half of the Chaos Power he wielded, Chthon had always felt deeply humiliated.
But now, seeing Martin grow stronger and stronger, sending those fools into a frantic scramble, a hint of pleasure surprisingly arose in his heart.
Indeed, it wasn't that the great Lord Chthon was too weak; it was that Martin was too sinister. His escape from Martin's clutches was already a monumental feat, far greater than that of Shuma-Gorath and his ilk.
But now, Martin had actually teamed up with the Vishanti, and *that* was truly bad news that Chthon couldn't shake off.
"It seems I can only contact those fellows. Although I'd rather find an opportunity to devour them than team up with them... I'm sure they have the same idea about me."
Chthon sneered repeatedly.
How glorious the Second Generation Gods were back then, only to be completely annihilated by the Civil War ignited single-handedly by the Serpent God Set and himself, Chthon, the God of the Underworld. It was an era of madness, of mutual devouring.
Now, to counter the threat of Martin and the Vishanti, Chthon had no choice but to find a way to contact Set and the others. It was an unavoidable situation.
"The real game has only just begun, Martin. All the pain you inflicted upon me before, you will now return..."
Chthon whispered with a cruel grin, his blood-red eyes gleaming in the Darkness, full of malice.
Transformers Universe, Cybertron.
Martin stood on the top floor of a building, gazing into the distance and observing this vast New World with an appreciative eye. The more he looked, the more satisfied he felt.
Countless planets and galaxies now clustered around the central Cybertron.
The surviving beings from the Zombie disaster in the original Universe were also pulled by Martin into the Transformers Universe, and he did not use the Cinder Stone to transform them into Transformers.
He only acted against the Deities; the others were of no consequence.
"It's a beautiful sight, but it's not what I want."
From the Darkness behind him, a bloated figure emerged, covered in various horrifying tumors, with several arms and legs even sprouting from its back, a complete display of distortion and deformity.
Stephen Strange, plagued by Eldritch power, now stood beside Martin, looking up at the twinkling stars filling the sky. He had to admit, it was indeed a feast for the eyes and soul.
Just standing here, bathed in the cool breeze and looking up, countless stars shimmered, as if the entire Universe was cheering and sparkling for him.
But unfortunately, this wasn't what Stephen Strange wanted, and the planet beneath his feet wasn't his either.
"I want to return to Earth. I am, after all, Earth's Sorcerer Supreme. I assume you didn't destroy Earth when you created this New World, did you?"
Stephen Strange said in a deep voice. Due to the excessive mutations, his voice was disturbed, becoming hoarse and low.
"I didn't touch anything from the original. Earth, the Solar System, the Milky Way Galaxy—I moved them all over exactly as they were."
Martin didn't turn around, simply speaking in a faint voice.
"Then, I implore you to let me return to Earth," Stephen Strange said softly.
"Earth... because of the Zombie disaster, there are hardly any living people left on the entire planet. Are you sure? Do you want to be the caretaker of a dead planet?"
"Of course. It's my choice. And besides, there are still a few hundred people who, tens of thousands of years from now, could still re-establish a prosperous human civilization," Stephen Strange said.
Martin finally turned around, looking intently at the man before him.
He didn't really care about Stephen Strange's power. In terms of Magic mastery, there were far too many individuals on Cybertron stronger than Stephen Strange.
"Since you insist, suit yourself. In fact, I've never stopped you... As for the distorted power within you..."
Martin slowly extended his hand. In that instant, within him, around the Allspark, billions of bound Cthulhu Monsters immediately sensed something, simultaneously letting out piercing screams.
Martin frantically extracted Eldritch power from them for analysis, cruelly stripping away their essence to convert it into his own power.
Gradually, a surge of Eldritch power, terrifying to Stephen Strange, erupted.
"You actually..."
Stephen Strange instinctively trembled, staring at Martin with a face full of terror. He clearly felt an endless number of those Eldritch entities from the man before him!
This man, Martin, actually imprisoned so many monsters within his own body?!
Was he really not afraid of being assimilated and distorted by these monsters?
"Don't worry. Never mind my physical essence; even my willpower and mind cannot be interfered with by these Abominations."
Martin extracted the Eldritch power from Stephen Strange and immediately began to sort through Stephen Strange's gene chain, repairing the collapsing and wildly mutating genes one by one.
Finally, Stephen Strange regained his original appearance.
"You may go, Stephen Strange. I wish you good luck."
Martin's expression was calm. With his hands behind his back, he quietly watched the Sorcerer Supreme before him.
After all, he had few acquaintances left from the past.
Whenever he looked at Stephen Strange, Martin was reminded of their first meeting on Earth, in the Himalayas, when both were searching for the mysterious Kamar-Taj and met because of it.
Chapter 253
Martin had finally quieted down.
Many Ancient Deities who witnessed this scene immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
They saw Martin dive headfirst into the Transformers Universe, after which he made no further moves, and the entire Multiverse consequently calmed down.
It seemed as if everything had become calm and peaceful, which was the main theme of the Multiverse. Multiverse-level beings only appeared and became active after countless long ages.
In contrast, the recent frequent outbreaks of Multiverse-level wars were the unusual occurrences.
Naturally, the brand new World attracted many residents of Cybertron to venture out and explore.
"This entire World will be my battlefield, Kratos, God of War!" Kratos roared.
"I'm going to build a particle collider that orbits the Milky Way Galaxy," Dr. Banner said.
"So much food, it's all mine!"
That last sentence was spoken by Galacta.
Only Galacta would say such a thing.
Many residents rapidly streamed towards the various planets in the New World, while the original remnant lifeforms dared not interfere.
The Kree, the Skrull Empire, and others watched silently, not daring to make a move.
"We are now in the Transformers Universe. Do not clash with these Cybertronians. Focus specifically on the actions of those Kree beasts."
(end of chapter)
