American Comics: The Matrix

Chapter 437 That’s it?

The builders were trying to awaken maternal love.

But as they say, Bant is not Captain Universe at all; he is just an ordinary person who gained mysterious powers through a watch.

maternal love?

Let's wait until the Ice Ghost gives birth to its offspring before making any decisions.

Perhaps he would feel some maternal love at that time.

"and many more!"

The builder named Alpha quickly raised his hands in surrender. He groveled and groveled. Once his false pride was shattered, the lowly nature of these guys was exposed.

The builders tucked their tails between their legs and looked at Bant with a mixture of awe and fear, but no hatred.

They didn't even dare to hate.

Because the disparity in strength was too great.

For billions of years, they have considered themselves gods, believing they have surpassed their creator, but they are nothing more than frogs in a well seeing the moon.

Bant's slightest move was the limit of the Constructors' capabilities.

“You had better have a good reason to convince me to release you,” Bant said dismissively, his eyes like distant, shining stars, both fiery and cold.

"I have information to explain to you!"

Alpha quickly replied.

He was already drenched in sweat.

"The crisis of the universe's destruction is imminent; Earth must be destroyed immediately to prevent the collision of the multiverse!"

Their main objective this time is to destroy Earth and prevent a multiverse collision crisis.

"Your only goal is Earth?"

Bant asked curiously, "If that's the case, then why did you destroy the Skrull Empire and then march all the way to the Giant Beast Ring?"

To be honest, Earth's defenses are currently weak, and Wanda and Eunice alone are probably no match for these guys.

"It's easy."

Alpha sweats.

They destroyed the Skrull Empire for no particular reason other than because it happened to be on their way to Earth and did not meet their requirements for the evolution of life.

The same applies when you arrive at the Giant Beast Ring.

Although the power of the four great empires has gathered here, so what?
Should I avoid him?
But now.

They crouched in the corner, heads in their hands, looking at Bant with resentment, as if to say: If I had known he was coming, I wouldn't have come.

"A collision crisis?"

Bant already knew about this, and one of the tasks of Eunice and the others who were guarding Earth was to resolve the collision crisis.

It's not really a solution.

At least until there are results on Thor and Loki's side, the collision crisis will continue to occur.

All they can do is protect their planet from becoming the ashes of the losers amidst each collision crisis.

or……

"If we abandon Earth, can we escape from the collision events of the multiverse?"

Bant asked.

Earth is a magical place.

The technology here is backward, the location is remote, and we have no say in the universe, yet we are home to countless powerful figures. Countless dimensional demons and gods are trying to spy on this planet.

It seems that all the trouble started from here.

Even Bant had the idea of simply moving the entire human race to another planet and giving up.

"I'm afraid that won't work."

The builders shook their heads.

"You think the core anchor of the collision crisis is Earth, but that's not actually the case. Someone is manipulating all of this behind the scenes, and they are watching humanity itself."

The builders remained tight-lipped, daring not to reveal more.

Immediately afterwards, these guys rubbed their tiny, fly-like hands together in a fawning manner, eagerly awaiting Bant's answer.

"I can forgive and forget everything you have done."

Bant said his eyes were like stars and the moon, revealing no emotion.

The transformation ability of the little broken watch also affects the host himself, making him the closest he ever came to a god in terms of thought.

Even after becoming Superman X, his mindset remained unchanged; he simply needed the approval of the other two before he could take any action.

But the mysterious force was indeed affecting him at this moment. He could feel this force slowly acknowledging him, and the consciousness of the universe was subtly changing him.

He seemed detached from all things themselves, like a spirit, observing everything in the universe.

Life, species...

Everything seemed to have become his real child.

But there was little compassion in his eyes.

Because he has transcended all things.

For this reason, he was willing to give the builders a second chance, to teach them things like humility and reverence for their gods.

But this is by no means without a price.

"You will be an exiled race, forever confined to the edge of nothingness, to help the Kryptonians manage that world."

As for the Aleph robots, they can be kept as combat troops or used to upgrade the equipment of the Celestial Guild.

The builders naturally dared not disobey orders.

For them, surviving was already an extremely fortunate thing.

In the billions of years they have styled themselves as the voice of evolution, they have never shown mercy.

"The great Lord of all things, the Mother of Creation, the source of all life..." Alpha seems to be transforming into a cursed alien. It's hard to imagine that just a few minutes ago, he was so unruly.

"We will present you with everything we have created over millions of years!"

"We have mastered the technology of hyperfluidity, which allows us to control spacetime. We created the 'Garden System' to help cleanse the world..."

The Garden System refers to the Aleph robots and the Lords of Nothingness.

Within each golden Void Lord lies a 'garden'. They seek the call of life from the savage world, unleash the garden, and bring destruction upon everything.

The Aleph robot's body also contains a unique seed from which life is born.

"Finally, we will present to you the fruits of generations of our labor! 'The New Cosmic Structure'!" Alpha declared passionately.

He was like a child showing off his achievements, as if he longed for Bant's praise and recognition.

"The new cosmic structure is a network of exotic matter, with each thread spanning several light-years. It would only take a thousand years to traverse the world."

A thousand years is a very short time scale for builders.

But it was of no value to Bant.

"I have the Space Stone and the particle collider channel, which allows me to travel through the quantum realm and reach the end of the universe in an instant."

"This……"

The builders are numb.

Being completely outmatched in strength is one thing, but after all, it's a mysterious power.

But Bant is just an Earthling, how could he be no match for technology!
Is this all the treasure I'm so proud of is?
of course not!

Alfa still has some pride in it.

He immediately said, "Traveling through space is merely the most insignificant use in the super-cosmic structure."

"Its true greatness lies in the fact that when a world enters a new cosmic structure, this machine will change several beings, making them messengers of the new era. We call this the White Event!"

Alpha's words were somewhat obscure, but Bant understood what he meant.

"So, this system will allow some individuals of the race to evolve?"

"Yes, when a planet reaches an evolutionary critical point, it will endow individuals with special abilities, making them messengers of change!" the Builder said proudly.

This is their true masterpiece, and the reason they have the confidence to call themselves "spokespeople for evolution."

They have mastered the power of true evolution!

And this is something that no human being on Earth could do!

At this moment, Alpha desperately wanted to see Bant's surprised expression; they had suffered too many setbacks in front of this Earthling.

But the result disappointed them.

Bant's expression remained calm, or even somewhat disappointed.

That's it?

"Perhaps you are not yet aware of the brilliance of this technology, let me explain..."

"No need."

Bant shook his head.

To put it bluntly, isn't this the ultimate evolution?
The module that even Azmith looked down on was unexpectedly treasured by the builder.

(End of this chapter)