What's wrong with Superman's son wanting to be Superman?

Page 483

Its gaze locked onto Ian, the crimson light seemingly piercing through the thick protective suit. "Ian Kent. Hand over what is not yours—the legacy of the Creator. It is not something a speck of dust like you can touch. The only one truly worthy to inherit it is me."

Ultron made a threatening statement.

Upon hearing this, Ian scratched his head through his mask, looking somewhat bewildered. He tilted his head and thought for a moment, then seemed to suddenly have a flash of inspiration, raising the hand that had previously absorbed the time monster Elios.

Above his palm, a tiny, semi-transparent "dragon" made of pure spacetime energy was slowly circling and swimming in the air.

It emits a deep green and mysterious luster.

It looks both illusory and real, like a concept that exists between being alive and not being alive.

"Is this the thing you're talking about?" Ian asked frankly, even with a hint of assessment. "To be honest, the design is just average. It's not as beautiful as the dragon described in Edgar Allan Poe's poem, and it lacks a bit of artistry. But based on my understanding of the universe, it seems to have quite a prestigious background."

Part of the First Firmament.

He was indeed an extremely supreme being. However, Ian's rare display of candor was seen by Ultron as nothing less than the ultimate mockery and ridicule!

"Are you kidding me?!"

Ultron's voice was filled with anger, and the surrounding air distorted due to its rising energy field.

"I'm truly surprised that you can control this thing, but do you think you can defeat me with it?" The light in its red eyes suddenly intensified.

Like two shrunken, terrifying universes.

"Do you think that a lowly life form that only knows how to devour others based on instinct dares to challenge the ultimate goal of life? I have already calculated everything!"

A massive flow of data surged within Ultron, as if it had already foreseen countless future victories. Ian's response to this was shockingly simple and direct.

He didn't even make any defensive or offensive gestures; he simply spoke casually to the miniature dragon in his palm, as if calling his pet dog to eat.

"Eat this guy, he doesn't even talk as well as Deadpool."

The moment the words fell.

Roar! ! ! ! ! !

The tiny dragon, which was originally only the size of a palm, suddenly let out a roar that resounded through the end of time!

As it broke free from Ian's grasp and soared into the sky, Red's body expanded and stretched wildly like an inflating balloon! In the blink of an eye, it transformed once again into that colossal, terrifying being composed of endless time-space waste energy, radiating an aura of destruction and annihilation—the Time Monster!

Without the slightest hesitation, the resurrected cosmic tapeworm opened its enormous maw, large enough to devour stars, and charged directly toward Ultron in the air with a frenzied momentum capable of annihilating everything!

"Heh, you actually know how to control it. You really are a variable." Ultron was clearly quite wary of this cosmic-level creature, which was purely created for "erasure," and dared not confront it head-on. In a flash, it made a spatial jump over an extremely long distance, appearing above the ruins in the far distance.

However, the cosmic tapeworm remained locked onto its target, letting out an even more ferocious roar. Its massive body crushed through endless mountains of garbage, like a prehistoric beast chasing its prey, charging towards Ultron once more! Wherever it passed, everything was devoured, not even light could escape!

Majestic.

Fierce and evil.

only.

Just as it had chased after it for some distance, its massive body suddenly came to a halt.

It doesn't taste right.

The taste of something that has been consumed in so much food is not right.

It's so bland!

The Time Monster's ever-changing "head" tilted slightly, as if savoring and contemplating something. It turned its head, and its enormous, energy-based "eyes," traversing a vast distance, precisely "saw" Ian, who stood still, still wearing his protective suit.

There was an incredibly human-like...bewilderment and grievance in his eyes? It was as if he was asking Ian if he knew that he was still a baby who needed nourishment to grow.

at the same time.

Ian, standing still, is reaping the benefits.

[Entropy Annihilation Lord Experience +59]

[Entropy Annihilation Lord Experience +113]

[Entropy Annihilation Lord Experience +87]

……

The monster stopped its pursuit as time passed.

The new generation of capitalists, the evil god, frowned.

"Go after the enemy! What are you looking at! Who isn't a child at heart? What's wrong with sharing a bite? All you're giving up is a little food, while I got pregnant out of wedlock for you!"

"Do you know that I come from a traditional American family! If my parents knew that I was so young and already had a child who was billions or even hundreds of billions of years old, they would be furious."

"You should feel my fear, or I won't be able to hold on much longer... What I mean is, they know a shady clinic where the owner is all dressed in black."

"I've already mustered up the courage to defy my family of origin just to keep you here!"

This is what a PUA master is like.

Ian not only spoke with a self-righteous tone.

Life is like a play.

His expression was even more aggrieved than the other person's.

Chapter 207 Ian vs. Ultron! A Major Upheaval!

That's how true capitalists always are.

Even the tapeworms inside or outside the body get a few pranks.

Ian's unexplained combo, combined with unreasonable "PUA" tactics, clearly demonstrates his high level of skill and mastery of the essence of "making grand promises and inflicting psychological pressure."

How could this mere tapeworm, whose thought process is even simpler than that of a baby Digimon and closer to a kind of cosmic "placenta," possibly withstand the Time Monster?

Upon hearing Ian's reprimand, instead of getting angry, it turned its head away like a spoiled child who dared not disobey after being scolded by its parents.

no way.

Its enormous body, made of abandoned spacetime energy, once again erupted with a terrifying devouring desire, ready to unleash all its "grievances" and "dissatisfaction" on Ultron in the distance!

Roar! ! !

It let out an even more ferocious roar than before, transforming once more into a destructive torrent that surged towards Ultron. Wherever it passed, even the very structure of the End of Time itself was gnawed open by its power.

It's as if it's going to devour the entire dimension!

"Heh." Ultron hovered in the air, facing an impact that would make any god retreat, but his crimson electronic eyes showed only absolute calm and precise calculation.

"An ignorant creation. Brutal strength but no real authority." Ultron didn't even make a move to dodge; he simply slowly raised a mechanical arm.

He aimed his palm at the oncoming Time Monster.

He created distance to buy himself time to deal with his opponent. Suddenly, an invisible, intangible, yet transcending mere energy impact, rule-level power emanated from Ultron's palm. It wasn't attacking the Time Monster's body, but rather directly affecting its most fundamental "concept"!

The Time Monster, which was charging wildly, suddenly stopped in its tracks!

It was as if it had crashed into an invisible, absolutely solid wall! But this wall was not a physical obstacle, but a logical "negation"!

Ultron is forcibly defining that, at this moment, in this place, the Time Monster's "devouring" behavior "does not exist," and that it can never get close to his surroundings.

This power to reshape laws and order is extremely domineering.

Elios let out a confused and angry hiss. It could feel its power was still immense, and its devouring instinct was still roaring wildly.

However, its most fundamental ability, the concept of devouring everything, was forcibly "anchored" to a state of "nothingness" by a higher-level force.

It has become an invalid instruction that cannot be executed!

It's like a vacuum cleaner that's been unplugged; no matter how powerful it is, it can't pick up anything.

"Hoohoho!"

The Time Monster opened its massive maw in vain, twisting its body frantically in an attempt to tear apart the invisible "Wall of Negation," but all its attacks, whether energy bursts or physical collisions, seemed to hit cotton in another dimension, posing no real threat to Ultron.

Its authority to "devour" and its freedom of action were completely locked away by Ultron with pure, cold logic and usurped cosmic authority!

“Pathetic,” Ultron coldly remarked. “Powerful yet lacking the wisdom to wield it. Your very existence is a mistake. Let me ‘correct’ it.”

Ultron raised his other arm, a dazzling white light shining from his palm—an annihilating energy with extremely high targeting, capable of "formatting" all existence! Yes, he intended to take advantage of the moment when Helios was trapped by the concept anchor to completely decompose him into the most basic data stream and absorb it!

However, at this critical moment——

Elios, who had been in a state of confusion and rigidity due to the denial of his "devouring" behavior, suddenly flickered his massive body, as if he too had sensed the danger.

It has managed to forcibly break free from the influence of some conceptual anchoring.

Immediately afterwards, its enormous body shrank and collapsed rapidly again, transforming back into that miniature, semi-transparent spacetime energy dragon. Then, like a frightened child searching for its parents, it tore through space with a "whoosh" and flew back at an astonishing speed, diving back into the palm imprint of Ian.

The Time Monster has completely disappeared.

It even conveyed a sense of grievance, as if saying, "It's too scary outside, baby wants to go home"—leading to an eerie silence at the scene.

"Just what kind of monster was Ultron?!" Thor, holding infant Odin, gaped, unable to close his mouth for a long time. He looked at his empty hand, then at Ian's palm, which seemed completely unaffected, his mind reeling. That time monster, capable of giving even Asgard's strongest warriors trouble, just... went back? And in such a... humiliating way?

"This is bad."

Doctor Strange, Stephen Strange, frowned. He tried to use his magical vision to analyze what had just happened, but could only sense a chaotic scene and the remnants of some higher-level power.

An atmosphere of worry and uncertainty permeated among the heroes.

Ultron's rule-level power had already left them feeling powerless, and now Ian, their only variable, seemed somewhat unreliable.

However, amidst this anxiety, a little girl's voice rang out with unusual firmness.

"I believe in Uncle Ian!"

Little Morgan Stark tilted her head back, her nano-mask opening to reveal eyes brimming with unwavering trust. She looked at the adults' worried expressions, even a little annoyed.

"Uncle Ian has no one he can't beat!" Her tone was resolute, as if stating a universal truth. "If there really is one... it's only that Uncle Ian can't beat 'right now'!"

She paused, then added in a way of thinking unique to children her age, a mixture of innocence and a peculiar logic, as if sharing some valuable life experience: "Once Uncle Ian runs away once or twice, he'll definitely be able to beat him. There's no problem he can't solve once he comes back from his escape."

Morgan's words were like a peculiar mudslide, dispersing some of the heavy atmosphere, but also leaving the adults even more speechless and...headache-inducing.

One run? Two runs?

Do you think this is a game?

What kind of insane winning formula is this?!

Not only the heroes were speechless.

Ian was speechless.