Aging, Passing Away

The catastrophic consequences that the battle between multiple eighth-level gods brought upon the multiverse were entirely restored by the Chief Justice's immense power. Many universes recovered from destruction without even knowing what had happened.

The main universe had naturally been affected as well. Fortunately, under Donnie's deliberate protection, it had only suffered minor effects—nothing serious, and no actual damage.

When Donnie returned with the head of a Celestial, the main universe was completely shaken.

Without bothering to hide it, Donnie dragged the Collector's head across the main universe. The major powers all witnessed the sight, and for a time, everyone fell silent, crushed so heavily they could barely breathe.

When the gap in strength became so vast that even looking up was a luxury, an invisible and boundless barrier rose, dividing the known world in two.

Clearly, the world Donnie inhabited was no longer a level they could reach. The fierce clash between Cybertron and the Celestials not long ago had merely revealed the tip of the iceberg of the New God's power. Some of the beings under his command, who normally kept a low profile, had suddenly bared their fangs and appeared utterly terrifying.

For a time, the main universe fell into an eerie silence, the stillness born beneath an inexplicable pressure, even though Donnie had absolutely no interest in ruling this tiny place known as the main universe.

"Send this head to the Academy of Sciences. Tell Shockwave and the others to tear this bastard apart for me."

The moment Donnie arrived on Cybertron, he immediately gave the order.

Shockwave and Wheeljack soon arrived and eagerly took away the Collector's head. As for how bitterly the Collector resented this, no one cared.

He was the defeated party, so he had to pay the price. Nothing was more valuable