The Emperor's New Clothes (2)

For all these years, Klein had faithfully carried out the duties Donnie assigned him, transmitting critical intelligence to Cybertron.

Some of that intelligence had been specifically designated by Cybertron for him to monitor. Tasks like keeping tabs on William Hand had once left even the clever Klein utterly baffled; he simply could not understand the point of them.

Only when the mystery was revealed did he finally understand.

This time was the same. Limited, cautious surveillance of Tony had been secretly ongoing.

Even now, Klein had not figured out what exactly "God Slayer" meant.

"Anything that even Cybertron has to keep an eye on must be terrifying..." Klein spun his pen again.

Of course, Klein would not understand the meaning of "God Slayer." It was Iron Man's most powerful armor ever, its status comparable to Batman's Hell Suit.

With an ordinary punch, the God Slayer armor could wipe out a million Celestials. It was far more powerful than armor like the Anti-Celestial Armor, unquestionably eighth-level armor. As for whether it was stronger or weaker than the Hell Suit, that was difficult to compare.

What was worth noting was that Tony had not personally created this armor. Through 451, he had inherited the legacy of a super-ancient civilization that had once nearly exterminated the Celestials.

The God Slayer armor was the sole remaining treasure left behind by that ancient civilization. It had once slaughtered the flourishing Celestials until only a dozen or so remained.

Such a terrifying weapon of war, an eighth-level weapon that a mere mortal like Tony could barely control—Cybertron would have to be out of its mind not to covet it.

In the multiverse, eighth-level beings were supreme deities. Even in the God Realm, the eighth level was the minimum threshold for self-preservation and counted as a