The armor's AI spoke in an even voice, but the hologram it brought up froze Tony's fingers in midair.
"All life signs inside the target have ceased. Based on the escaping data stream, the colossal mechanical structure has entered controlled dormancy. Also... Mr. Lynn is physically dragging it."
"Physically dragging it?"
Bruce Wayne's low voice cut into the communications channel.
The Batplane was docked at a low-Earth-orbit defense platform. Inside the cockpit, Bruce stared at the main monitor.
Reflected in his usually calm, penetrating eyes was a sight that defied everything humanity understood about mechanics.
"What is he doing?" Bruce murmured.
The next moment, Lynn's casual voice sounded across every communications frequency.
"Logistics crews at the Mars defense line, no need to fall back. Shut down all your orbital thrusters and save the fuel. Come watch the show."
In space, Lynn hovered beside Arishem's severed neck.
His white lab coat hung smooth in zero gravity. The Infinite Miracle Bracer on his right arm suddenly erupted with purple and blue light that seemed to tear across the stars.
Power Stone: full activation.
Space Stone: dimensional anchoring engaged.
Lynn extended one hand, curled his fingers slightly, and gripped at empty space.
"Rise."
That single, offhand word resounded deep in the minds of every superhero.
Ahead of him, the divine husk stretching across low Earth orbit for tens of thousands of kilometers shook violently.
The spinal framework of Celestial Alloy rang with a continuous series of booms.
It was not the sound of destruction, but of reshaping beyond all reason.
Using the Space Law as an invisible hammer and vise, Lynn forcibly stretched Arishem's vast, unwieldy body.
Its majestic humanoid outline fell apart.
Spatial folds tore apart and extended its limbs. Hundreds of millions of tons of top-tier higher-dimensional metal softened like dough