Clash

The server's excess casing and parts fell away, leaving only its core components.

The electrical current coursing through Unique Zola grew stronger and stronger.

In the end, he was almost impossible to look at. All that remained visible was a sheet of white light.

Then the light suddenly contracted.

A computer robot dozens of meters tall stood in the center of the server room.

This was Unique Zola's physical form.

Circuit boards, CPUs, and other components lay exposed across his body, not even soldered together.

He looked like a humanoid sculpture piled up from electronic junk.

But some inexplicable mental energy linked all those parts together.

Zola was fundamentally different from an ordinary AI.

He had a soul and free will.

A hundred million Zolas had merged, combining all their mental energy.

Their combined power far surpassed that of any supervillain before him.

The server room could not contain a body dozens of meters tall.

Zola's body smashed through the ceiling and kept breaking through the floors above.

At last, his head emerged from the roof.

"Heh heh heh heh..."

As his monstrous laughter rang out, P Site headquarters crumbled around him.

Dust filled the air, stirred by Zola's mental energy into a thin shell with him at its center.

Protected by Unique Zola's mental energy, even the Reality Stone's red energy could advance no farther.

For a moment, two distinct colors marked the inside and outside of the shell.

Apocalypse saw Zola transform but showed no hurry.

He cleared out the remaining Zola copies outside first.

In the end, the Reality Stone's energy covered an area ten kilometers across, centered on Unique Zola.

"Heh heh heh... Apocalypse King, come fight me!"

Zola had caused such a commotion that everyone nearby had already fled.

With no civilians to protect, Apocalypse