"How does it feel to see the finest creation you poured everything into making?" Tony Stark asked with a proud look on his face.
As an ordinary man, he dared swear that this was the absolute limit of what his intellect could achieve. No invention or creation could ever compare to it again.
Whenever he looked at that soul construct radiating golden light, he even felt a terror beyond words.
That's right!
As its creator, Iron Man had felt fear toward one of his own creations for the first time.
Because before this creation appeared, so-called The Almighty simply did not exist.
Even Sorcerer Supreme Ancient One, who possessed the Time Stone, Thanos, who had gathered the six Infinity Stones and the gauntlet, or dimensional Demon Gods like Sithorn and Dormammu, would not dare claim they could achieve The Almighty.
After all, from the moment any living being developed consciousness, it meant gathering together things that had originally been scattered.
Once gathered, however, it became impossible to scatter infinitely again and focus on every corner of the vast universe, no matter how great one's power was.
So far, the person Allen had encountered who came closest to The Almighty was the Spirit King from the world of Death.
As for Yhwach, he was merely someone who had usurped that authority.
But now, this creation born from his soul had truly achieved The Almighty within the Azerath Universe. It could even disperse its thoughts and communicate with the beings on every planet.
There was no need to worry about exceeding the limits of what its mind could bear.
Ignoring Tony Stark, Allen reached out and gently pressed his right hand against the golden soul construct, allowing his consciousness to seep inside.
In an instant!
A voice echoed through his mind.
"Who