Maltruant and He Who Remains Kang

Metropolis.

The eyes of the world are focused here.

Thousands of spotlights and cameras surrounded Clark, and the constant clicking of flashes and camera shutters filled the air.

Just a day earlier, Clark Kent had single-handedly dominated the world, proving his power and the determination to establish the Galactic Plumbers. When hundreds of nuclear bombs were unleashed, yet not even a speck of dust remained on the enemy's head, the whole world knew that it was no longer possible to stop Superman.

Prevent?

What can be used to stop it?

What can they possibly rely on when facing ruthless individuals who can withstand hundreds of nuclear bombs without even flinching?

A soda can?

Even if there were still some stubborn people who insisted on standing up and saying "no" at this time, let alone whether Superman would agree or not, America and other major powers would be the first to disagree.

How noble!

This guy, who has the ability to Carnage all of humanity in a single day, doesn't intend to rule the world with brute force. Instead, he plans to establish a so-called righteous organization and play his childish Super Hero game.

If you don't give in to him at this point, do you really want to wait until he flips the table and twists your head off before you finally do?

Not only should you comply, but you should also provide strong support.

They even worried that not many people would join the Galactic Plumbers at first, which would displease Clark. So they specially dispatched a large number of skilled agents to apply to join the Galactic Plumbers under the guise of "yearning for Super Hero" and "desire to maintain peace." While keeping Clark playing house, they could also gather some intelligence about the Galactic Plumbers. Why not?

Clark had actually already noticed this.

He can hear the conspiracies of anyone on Earth, if he so desires.

Therefore, he specifically sought out Ben to inquire about countermeasures.

Clark instinctively felt that it was a bad thing that spies had infiltrated the Galactic Plumbers, but he didn't know how to deal with these people.

Isn't flipping the table a bit too violent?

I, Clark Kent, am in my thirties, Kryptonian, and I'm afraid of violence.

"I think you don't understand at all."

Ben was already assembling the spaceship when he heard the question, and immediately held up a finger and shook it.

"You need to figure out what the core reason the Galactic Plumbers is able to sustain itself."

"What is it?" Clark still didn't understand.

"It's you." Ben pointed to his head and explained, "As long as you don't cause any trouble, what can those spies do? On the contrary, precisely because they are spies, they dare not slack off at all and will put in 120% effort to complete the Galactic Plumbers's mission. What a useful tool."

Ben said there was absolutely nothing to worry about.

This matter is also documented by S.H.I.E.L.D..

Real employees are just taking advantage of the situation; only spies work diligently.

"But they might have ill intentions..."

"Clark, you don't need to force everyone to have the same lofty goals as you. Don't look at what they think, but at what they do."

Clark thought about it and agreed with Ben.

Therefore, he chose to accept all those who came here with various motives.

As long as you don't violate the rules of the Galactic Plumbers, that's enough.

He was also pleased to see that some real Super Hero had indeed gathered at his call.

Blu Wayne hid in the crowd, watching the tall man standing under the spotlight from afar.

From the outside, the other party is not much different from an Earthling, and it is hard to imagine that this is an existence that even a nuclear bomb cannot kill.

As a native of Gotham, Blu never hesitates to assume the worst about others. He is Batman, born from the mire of sin, and has been watching the darkness since birth, so it is hard for him to imagine that anyone could shine as selflessly as the sun.

He didn't believe anyone could be completely innocent, nor did he believe that everything Clark did was truly so pure.

Even if it's true, there's no guarantee the other party will stick with it forever.

He's too suspicious.

To the point that he couldn't even trust himself.

I don't believe you have no weaknesses.

Blu Wayne silently disappeared into the crowd. He was going to approach Clark under a different identity; the bat in the darkness was about to approach the dazzling sun for the first time.

As for the other Super Hero who was drawn in, Barry Aaron didn't have as much interest.

He simply thought Clark's actions were cool. In the years since he gained Superpowers, his imprisoned father had always hoped that he would not reveal his differences, so he had never dared to use his Superpowers openly.

However, this is about to change.

He excitedly hid his face under his hood. "I've been wanting to find someone similar to myself to talk to for a long time. I hope he's not too slow."

The Flash poked his hand like a tiny fly.

He didn't reveal himself immediately; he wasn't ready to show his face in front of so many people.

At least when there are fewer people, it'll be a good opportunity to see what kind of Superpowers the others have.

He didn't have to wait long before the visitors from Atlantis arrived.

For their first encounter, Orm personally led a team of courtiers to Metropolis.

The DC natives, who had not yet been exposed to various Superpowers, were simply overwhelmed.

"Ready for a space jump."

The Krypton outpost has undergone a major transformation.

Although it's still black, it now looks more like a giant disc.

"Fasten your seatbelts, everyone."

Ben sat at the control panel and gave an order, "The massive energy pulse of a spatial jump isn't something to be taken lightly."

There are always various adverse reactions when making jumps through wormholes within the Marvel Universe, let alone now.

Even if the people on this trip are extraordinary, they may still get airsick.

"I'm all seated!"

Mera's body stiffened as if she were on a roller coaster, and she raised her hand.

"Are you sure you can do it?" Jax Ur, the Krypton scientist and advisor who had previously worked for Zod, asked, his face pale.

He had a bad feeling.

Crossing the barriers of the multiverse or even the Omniverse to travel to another world is something that Kryptonian simply cannot accomplish.

"We will Oblivion by the terrifying energy within the spacetime turbulence!"

"Won't."

Ben glanced in Jax's direction. Actually, Jax was decent-looking, but he just gave Bant a feeling of déjà vu from Ebony Maw and Psyphon.

The main villain always needs a strategist, a beautiful and capable woman, and a muscle-bound brute who isn't very bright.

"Really can't?"

"Don't worry, I've calculated it," Ben said, placing the two Mother Box at the center of the high energy.

Opening a passage beyond outer space requires the energy of the Mother Box.

"Ready to depart."

Ben instantly activated the Mother Box's energy, and two-thirds of the Unity Force poured out of the Mother Box, emitting a loud "Ping!" "Ping!" sound, as if a giant drum was vibrating in his ears.

Although they sounded like the same meaningless noises, they were understandable to Ben.

This is the language of the Mother Box.

It is the secret of truth that only users can connect and communicate.

Ben is using it now.

"Open a space tunnel."

Ben immediately issued an order, stating that even with only two Mother Box, the energy contained within was incalculable.

Boom!

The Mother Box's energy was released instantly, transforming into golden energy lines that flowed through every inch of the cold iron of the Time-Space Wheel. Mera quickly lifted her foot, but before she could even cry out, the Time and Space Wheel began to spin rapidly under the Mother Box's energy, until it formed a vortex that caused space to collapse!

Instead of directly opening a passage, it turned the Time and Space Wheel into the key to open that passage.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, all in one look!

The next moment, the enormous flywheel completely disappeared into the snow-capped mountain.

White snowflakes drifted by, like dust particles of time.

rustling...

After the dust settled, a strange egg fell from the empty gap.

Time Administration Bureau.

Maltruant's mutilated body swayed in the darkness, while beside him, a black man in a blue leather jacket idly fiddled with an hourglass on the table.

How much longer are you going to do this?

He Who Remains Kang, glanced at Maltruant and flicked the hourglass away with his finger.

"I spared your life because you promised me you could eliminate all the off-track timelines at their source and completely resolve the Multiverse collision crisis. But all these years, you've done absolutely nothing."

"Until you find all my body parts over countless hours." Maltruant's bell-shaped, bloated body glanced at Kang.

Kang was very dissatisfied with this answer.

His patience was almost completely worn off.

"That timeline, which has completely spiraled out of control, remains impossible to erase, cut off, or even enter. I have completely lost control of it, but the Multiverse Crisis it has caused is escalating. It's like a terrifying black hole, collapsing inward while simultaneously using gravity to distort other adjacent timelines, causing several timelines to become tangled together!"

"That timeline is protected by a very powerful force," Maltruant said calmly, his eyes, formed by glowing red patterns on his body, looking at Kang. He continued, "If you need, I can provide you with Chronosapien Time Bomb."

Upon hearing this, Kang seemed to choke on his words, unsure of what to say.

He knew how powerful Maltruant's so-called Chronosapien Time Bomb was; it was a devastating weapon capable of erasing all timelines.

What he needs is not an empty void, nor is it to retain only one timeline.

From beginning to end, Kang hoped that all the timelines would develop as he had planned, like neatly trimmed, beautiful, and healthy plants in a garden.

Destruction is not the goal.

"Then you'll have to wait," Maltruant said. "Once you get those Time Criminals to find all my parts, I can find the Time Beast's location and travel to the Qidian and end of time to reshape everything into the way you wish."

Seeing that Kang's expression was not good, Maltruant knew he should say something more.

"As for now... since those timelines are already collapsing towards that universe, why don't you go with the flow and guide some timelines that should have been cut off in the first place to that direction?"

"This could cause a small-scale war Multiverse."

Kang frowned.

Maltruant didn't care. "It's just a timeline that's going to be cut anyway. Rather than destroying it like this, let them struggle before they're destroyed."

I need some time to think about it.

"Suit yourself. The countdown to Oblivion has already begun. Even if you do nothing, those timelines will still collide."

After saying this, Maltruant closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

Seeing this, Kang could only leave the room with a heavy heart.

The heavy door opened, and two guards holding TemPad immediately turned around and saluted Kang.

"Stay here; any needs the people inside may have can be met."

He appeared lenient, but in reality, it was a form of disguised imprisonment. The two guards clearly understood Kang's intentions and bowed their heads in agreement.

However, no one noticed that at that very moment, a green filter spread.

Enveloped in the green light, Kang and the two guards froze in place as if frozen in time. In the dark room, heavy and slow metallic footsteps sounded, and Maltruant slowly walked out.

He glanced at He Who Remains Kang, and let out a sneer.

"Mastering the hidden power of time? Ridiculous! Time is my power!"

"What I want to reshape is my world!"

"Although it's not the time to tear off the mask yet, I can't put all my eggs in one basket." Maltruant's face darkened, and he pulled out a small hexagonal box from behind his back. The front of the box was engraved with Totem of a predator's sharp teeth.

Moreover, Kang wasn't the only one worried about that bizarre timeline.

Maltruant also did not want any unexpected changes to occur.

Fortunately, the Nemetrix he had acquired by chance could help him find out more.

"But I'd better find some help."

"We're going to crash!"

Mera screamed in terror inside the spaceship.

Outside the cabin, a series of dazzling rainbows stretched across the sky, leaving her breathless. Each ray of light was incredibly bright, parallel to each other yet intertwined, and some even split into countless branches, like giant trees perched in the void.

"It won't hit."

Ben tapped her on the head.

"No matter how many times I tell you, those are different timelines without any physical form."

It's not that it doesn't have a physical form, but rather that its physical form cannot be perceived.

Just like a person wouldn't feel much when they bump into Liaokong under normal circumstances, at most they would experience increased wind resistance and their forward speed would slow down.

Moreover, Ben had pre-planned the route, ensuring it wouldn't collide with other timelines.

"By the way, did you forget to say goodbye to the others when we set off?" Mera suddenly asked.

Ben tapped his watch with his finger. "Don't worry, the watch can still be used for communication. Okay, hold on tight, we're preparing to land."