American Comics: The Matrix

Chapter 583: The New World (The End)

"If it wasn't prepared for us, what does that mean?"

Eunice didn't understand.

Doom explained, "As you already know, it's impossible to destroy Beyonders in the past timeline, but what if we travel back to our time with the Ash Destroyer?"

Eunice was taken aback.

Doom continued, "The Beyonders can see everything in their point in time. They will know that we intend to activate the Ash Destroyer, which means they can alter reality and fight for it before we finish, or change the outcome before their own destruction."

“But they can’t turn back time,” Eunice said. “Wasn’t the outcome already decided the moment the button was pressed?”

“They can’t change time, but they can rewrite reality,” Doom said. “What if they created a world that wasn’t detonated in that instant? It wouldn’t change history, but rather create a parallel world on the scale of an omnipotent universe, replacing the world that was destined to be destroyed.”

"Therefore, more important than activating the Origin Bomb is how to prevent them from altering reality at the moment of activation."

Eunice understood now.

“Once we return to our original world and activate the bomb, they will immediately notice. So the best way is to let them activate it themselves, making them think that Ben is the one who is going to perish. That’s why you and Contradictory concealed the real plan.”

“It wasn’t us, it was him,” Doom said, somewhat annoyed. “That guy even kept it from the great Doom, but I have to admit it was the right thing to do. And the great Doom, of course, could spot the clues.”

“But I still have a question,” Eunice said. “Once those beyond the gods get their hands on the bomb, how are we going to insert their genes into it?”

However, even Doom shook his head.

At that moment, a green thread pierced through the timeline and arrived before them...

Return to the original time point.

Bant went berserk, turning every star in the sky into X-Men, countless thoughts operating to erase the existence of the Beyonders. The Beyonders resisted, altering reality time and again, layering and overlapping lines of code, both sides desperately trying to contain the other's omnipotent power.

The more they struggled, the weaker Superman X became, and before the shackles on their bodies could be removed, another shackle was quickly placed on them.

In the end, they almost lost their omnipotent power, becoming warriors with only invincible bodies, punching each other across the universe in the most primitive battles. But each of their blows was no different from the Big Bang, and countless universes were born and destroyed in their battles.

But in reality, the Ivory King knew one thing clearly: they had already lost.

Because Bant was only one person, while the Beyond Gods had already mobilized their entire force.

But anyone who gets in their way must be eliminated, even if he feels it's a pity, he will do whatever it takes to destroy them!

"That's enough, Bantpark." With a wave of his hand, the battle between the two sides subsided. Immediately afterwards, a being beyond the gods delivered a modified Origin Bomb to the Ivory King. At the same time, countless barriers, like shackles of law, restricted Bantpark from using his abilities to influence the bomb.

“The Origin Bomb!” Bant feigned surprise.

The Ivory King spoke up: "That's right, Bantpark, your plan has failed. This bomb has been modified by us. It contains your genes. As long as I press the button, you and all the worlds will be completely destroyed."

"As long as we can destroy you, it doesn't matter if the Seventh Sky ends early. We will reshape a new world."

He gently flicked open the bomb box, revealing a simple, even joking, red button, and without any hesitation, pressed it directly.

Destruction began suddenly.

All space and time began to vanish around that bomb, as if a hole had suddenly appeared in the world, and everything flowed out of the gap like air, turning into nothingness.

“It’s over, Bantpark. There’s nothing you can do. Your omnipotence has been limited, and even for a short time, it’s enough to make your will cease to exist.”

“Is that so?” Bant stood at the center of the explosion, quietly watching the Ivory King and the many Transcendent beings’ bodies collapse instantly.

The Ivory King also sensed something was wrong and exclaimed in fear, "How is this possible! Why are we the ones being destroyed!"

“Nothing is impossible,” Bant said. “The genes in the fly ash extinguisher have already been replaced.”

"Impossible! Your omnipotence is restricted; it's impossible to do it!"

At this moment, a loud voice resounded from the void:
"Small classes can't do it, but we can!"

The blazing phoenix strikes once more, a fusion of celestial and chaotic power, bombarding the entire dimension of reality. Meanwhile, the power of the God of Stories battles against the Transcendent, rewriting destiny.

Loki still sits on his ancient throne, destiny woven in his hands.

Together with Eunice and Doom, they used the power of the completed cube to put shackles on them, just as the Beyonders had done to Bant.

And so, without a sound, the entire race of transcendent gods was destroyed.

However, the power of the Origin Bomb is also spreading, and everything in the multiverse is perishing, including the world where Bant lives.

"Small Class!"

Eunice shouted.

“Don’t worry, I will reshape the world.” Bant waved his hand; this was no difficult task for Superman X.

Ben Tennyson's X-Men couldn't stop Mordor's bomb because his X-Men needed to propose a plan before acting, but Bent didn't.

However, Bant did not intend to reverse time, as that would also revive the Beyonders. He planned to reshape the world after everything returned to its original state.

In that single second, even Eunice, the Cursed Witch, and Contradictions perished.

Bant arrived in a completely white space, where a small, gray frog alien stood silently before him.

"Azmith?"

Bant was taken aback.

Azmith shook his head: "I am a Kantermir."

"You are the inventor of the fly ash extinguisher!" Bant exclaimed in surprise. Legend has it that the Kantermi people look different in the eyes of different people, and it is clear that Bant thought Azmis was the wisest one.

Azmith nodded and said, "It's time for you to reshape the universe. The longer it goes on, the more blurred your memories will become."

Ban Te nodded, said no more, and raised his hand, drawing an arc in the air.

In an instant, a brand new world—the Eighth Heaven—was born.

Bant glanced down at the watch emblem on his chest and thought, "Since this is a completely new world, perhaps I can achieve the Omnitrix's ultimate goal: to bring back all the recorded races."

Thus, bright stars ignited in the universe, bringing life to the surrounding world.

(I'll stop here.)

(End of this chapter)