Apokolips Coordinates

Arbitrator Tower, Tony's laboratory-turned-battlefield.

The doors were tightly shut, but they couldn't shut out the roaring sounds from within: the pounding of metal, the hum of energy, and Tony's hoarse roars.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y.! Recalculate the gravity matrix!"

"Damn it! The material has deteriorated again! Add Vibranium microfilaments!"

"Energy Core Output, hold steady! Again! Prototype Number 24!"

The holographic screen displayed a torrent of data, robotic arms swung about, and the floor was littered with failed debris and scorch marks.

Tony himself was also very unkempt: messy hair, sunken eyes, oily face, dull and lifeless signature beard, and a casual T-shirt stained with sweat and oil.

The only thing supporting him was his inherent arrogance and Chen Tian's branding, scorching "spectator" gaze—he had to prove to that ignorant brat that the great Tony Stark's greatest skill was turning the impossible into the possible!

"Boss, you need to rest..."

"Shut up F.R.I.D.A.Y.! Record the experiment! Three more espressos, please!"

Time passed, the roar subsided, and in the deathly silence, only ultimate focus remained.

Failures piled up like mountains, yet each step brought us closer to the finish line.

The critical point at the 48th hour.

The blue light at the core of the gravitational restraint field is stable, and an ordinary orange sleeveless vest floats quietly.

It is made of thick material with visible texture, and has no sense of technology whatsoever. The only special feature is a dark blue Arc Reactor —the "Gravity Core"—embedded on its left side.

Tony shook it as he removed it. Lightweight? Soft? Skin-friendly?

"Ha..." A suppressed laugh escaped his throat, and his bloodshot eyes flashed with a manic light!

"F.R.I.D.A.Y.! Codename: Mark - King of Gravity! Perfect!"

"Congratulations, boss, this is..."

"A milestone? No!" Tony grinned, a savage smile spreading across his face. "This is a resounding slap in the face to those spectators! Let's go!"

In Chen Tian's arcade.

Chen Tian and Saitama operated the controllers. Chen Tian was nonchalant, Saitama's veins were bulging, Goku was quite interested.

"Hey, Saitama, press it a little lighter, or the controller will break again."

"Shut up! How could I possibly be no match for you!"

"Sizzle~~~~" Saitama's handle shattered as he pressed the buttons rapidly.

"Ah!!! How did I lose again!!!" Saitama yelled, clutching his head.

Chen Tian nonchalantly put the handle aside, picked up his cola, and took a sip.

Buzz--

The door slid open, and Tony stood in the doorway: disheveled hair, deep eye bags, oily face, stubble, oil-stained T-shirt... a complete mess.

But he stood ramrod straight, chin held high, and a defiant flame burned in his eyes!

Ignoring everything, he strode to the center of the hall like a triumphant general, his gaze fixed on Chen Tian, a mocking smile playing on his lips. With a flick of his wrist...

A neatly folded orange vest appeared in my hands—disappointingly ordinary.

"Goku! What you want!" The voice was hoarse yet resolute.

The vest flew towards Goku.

Upon first touch: Soft, light, and without any foreign body sensation.

Goku blinked in confusion, looking at his clothes, then at Tony's expectant face, then at Saitama and Chen Tian, and asked for help, "Tony... it's soft... but what about a million tons?"

"Pfft..." Chen Tian scoffed lightly, his eyes saying, "See? It's just an ordinary tank top after all."

Tony's smile froze! That sneer pierced his pride!

"Ha! Ordinary?!" He laughed wildly as he stepped forward, pointing at the vest in Goku's hand and roaring, "Battle maniac! And you too!" He glared at Chen Tian, "You bastard watching the show! Watch closely!"

Tony signaled Wukong to put on his clothes. Wukong put on his vest obediently. Tony patted the word "Wu" in the ring on his clothes.

"Activate! Gravitational Compression Field Mode!"

Buzz------!!!

An invisible force field suddenly erupted from the vest!

The alloy floor in the center of the hall groaned shrilly! "Creak--!" A distinct circular dent rapidly formed and sank in! (The only visible external effect)

Goku, who was at the heart of the situation, instantly went from confusion to ecstatic joy!

A terrifying gravity, as thick and viscous as the deep sea, enveloped his entire body!

This wasn't external pressure, but rather the gravitational field exerted on every cell of his body through the vest!

"Whoa whoa whoa--!!" Goku roared excitedly! His muscles bulged, and his movements became extremely slow and heavy, as if he were fighting against the entire ocean!

He beamed, "This is it! It's fantastic, Tony!!"

Tony motioned to Wukong to tap the word "Enlightenment" again, and the force field disappeared, leaving a dent mark.

Goku landed easily, excitedly stroking his still-soft vest.

Tony turned to Chen Tian, his bloodshot eyes fixed on him, his chest heaving, his face showing a mixture of exhaustion and triumphant victory.

"That was just a simple 20-ton force field. If you hold down the button for three seconds, you can increase it to a million tons of gravity. However, I don't recommend using it inside a building, or it will destroy my building."

He raised his chin and, very slowly but forcefully, raised an eyebrow at Chen Tian.

Provocation. Silence.

Chen Tian's relaxed and playful expression vanished! He stared intently at the ordinary vest, then at the dent in the ground! Shock replaced all his disdain!

Chen Tian silently gave Tony a thumbs up. "Awesome, you're awesome."

Tony, hearing Chen Tian express the highest praise between men, proudly shook his head.

In the corner, Saitama's gaze swept over the ecstatic Goku, the ordinary-looking man in his vest, and finally settled on Tony's "I'm the best in the world" face. He tugged at his collar:

"Um... Mr. Tony," a hint of interest appeared in his otherwise calm voice.

"My battle suit... doesn't need many features, just a hooded one? One of those discounted hoodies from the supermarket will do, otherwise my head will always be shining brightly in the sunlight."

Tony froze. "..."

Chen Tian: "..."

Goku: "Huh?"

Apokolips, the Dark Palace.

A metallic, cold light shone down from the towering dome, illuminating Darkseid's imposing and silent figure atop the throne.

The main hall was spacious, filled with the smell of sulfur and high-pressure sulfides.

A distorted beam of light solidified before the throne, kneeling silently.

"The great Darkseid," the intelligence officer's voice was hoarse, "Kuiper Belt the expeditionary fleet... completely annihilated."

The data stream instantly unfolded before the throne, cold text and fragmented images piercing the darkness:

Target: Blue Planet

Losses: 10,000+ Parademons Carriers (Confirmed Oblivion)

Losses: 3 Star Destroyer-class Assault Ship (confirmed Oblivion)

Loss: Flagship command ship [Heaven-Shattering Earth-Splitting] (Confirmed Oblivion)

Executor: Steppenwolf (Life Signal Disappeared)

Annihilator: Arbitrators Chen Tian belongs to 2 combat units.

Brief description of the process: Target units [Individual A] (Golden Flame Burst) and [Individual B] (Bald Head) broke through the fleet's defenses and instantly destroyed the main force.

Combat duration: Less than one hour in Blue Planet's time system.

Darkseid's face, covered by a metal helmet, was hidden in the shadows, with only his scarlet eyes flashing slightly.

Fingers strong enough to crush Vibranium unconsciously tightened.

"Laugh--"

The armrests of the metal chair twisted and collapsed silently, turning into dust that fell through his fingers.

Two people.

Just two people.

It destroyed the core force of his expeditionary fleet, a force capable of leveling a star system.

Steppenwolf, one of his most formidable warriors, along with his giant axe "Earthshaker," a symbol of conquest, were completely erased without a single trace of valuable combat data being transmitted back.

Heavy.

It's not because of the losses themselves. Apokolips' War Machine is endless.

Rather, it's the cold, hard truth that this intelligence reveals:

First, Blue Planet, the original planet he considered his for the taking, was already prepared for Superman's probing attack by the "Arbitrators" who took his place after Superman's death. This was not a hasty response.

Second, Chen Tian possesses power far exceeding expectations. The destructive force displayed by his two combat units has surpassed the comprehension of conventional military forces, and their individual power has reached a level that is alarming.

The intelligence officer lowered his head even further, feeling the terrifying pressure that suddenly rose within the hall, enough to crush bones. It was the silent wrath of the Dark Lord.

Darkseid's gaze seemed to pierce through the Void, locking onto that distant Blue Planet.

Blue Planet...

This damned planet! Every time, it's like a malignant tumor hindering his conquest of the universe, frustrating him in unbelievable ways! Superman... that Krypton orphan, barely managed to hold his own against him for a few moves. If it weren't for the other so-called 'superheroes,' he would have conquered this planet long ago!

The remnants of the old era on Olympus, who considered themselves gods, had barely managed to repel him by uniting countless beings on Blue Planet. However, intelligence indicates that these Old Gods were also swiftly dismantled and collapsed by the Arbitrators Chen Tian.

A shadow loomed over Darkseid's cold will.

Blue Planet, this seemingly weak planet, harbors dangerous variables far exceeding the level of its civilization. A reckless conquest is no longer advisable.

The demise of Steppenwolf is a bloody lesson and a chilling warning.

"Arbitrators Chen Tian..." His deep voice echoed like the colliding of the earth's core, reverberating throughout the hall. He slowly raised his massive head, his crimson gaze sweeping over his trembling subjects below.

We can no longer use tentative tactics. Next time, it must be Thunderous Might! An absolute crushing defeat! An extermination order that uproots the entire force, leaving no chance for respite!

His mind raced, his extraordinary computational abilities probing various possibilities:

Objective: To completely destroy the resistance forces on Blue Planet and eliminate Arbitrators Chen Tian and his core combat force (especially the two individuals).

Known variables: Unknown individual A (Golden Flame Burst) and individual B (Bald Head) possess combat power exceeding standard. The Arbitrator Organization's intelligence capabilities and defense system surpass expectations.

Core Strategy: Absolute overwhelming power, saturation attacks with no blind spots, battlefield fragmentation, blocking reinforcements, and avoiding any form of piecemeal tactics!

Execution Unit: Requires a highly advanced combat force cluster even stronger than Steppenwolf. "Female Furies"? "Granny Goodness's " "Female Furies"? "Kalibak's" Feral Army? Or even... personally projecting and commanding?

Platform: Conventional fleets have proven to be easy targets; an absolutely impregnable mobile fortress is needed, equipped with the ultimate weapon capable of instantly paralyzing planetary defenses and suppressing or even Oblivion individual forces—the "Omega Matrix." What is its charging progress? Or will the deep-space fortress [World Forge] be activated?

A subtle, almost imperceptible seriousness replaced the offended rage.

Caution is not cowardice, but a ruthless calculation to ensure a fatal blow.

The roar of Darksaad's massive War Machine accelerated silently, gathering devastating power for its next, and final, operation against Blue Planet.

What he wanted was not victory, but complete and Eternity Oblivion.

Tony was still nodding and gesturing at the phrase "Awesome, you're amazing," but his body betrayed him by swaying twice as the aftereffects of his all-night, extreme overwork finally kicked in.

Without saying a word, Chen Tian put his arm around his shoulder and carried the overly excited tech genius out the door.

"Alright, Tony Stark, a genius scientist died suddenly in my arcade? I don't want to see tomorrow's headlines." Chen Tian directly carried Tony out of his arcade.

"Hey! I can still fight..." Tony's protest was ignored by Chen Tian, who pushed him directly to Happy, who had rushed over upon hearing the news. "Take him back, put him to bed, force him. He needs to be unconscious for at least 24 hours."

Happy looked at his boss, whose face was covered in grease, whose eyes were sunken, and who was still grinning foolishly. He nodded heavily and half-dragged Tony away.

Saitama was still sulking at Tony for not agreeing to design a hooded suit for him, while Goku couldn't put it down and caressed his new vest, patting the word "enlightenment" lightly from time to time, feeling the familiar weight brought by the sudden surge of gravity.

Chen Tian dismissed the two men and went straight back to the large sofa in the arcade, where he collapsed onto it.

He casually swept aside the shattered fragments of the controller. He picked up another intact controller, his slender fingers dancing across the buttons, and a space strategy game lit up on the huge screen on the wall.

On the screen, a massive fleet of starships is assembling, their target a star system that glows with a scarlet light and is marked "Apokolips System".

Chen Tian's actions were lightning fast. The starship's trajectory jump, the setting of the space warp point, the deployment of planetary orbit bombardment... a series of operations were smooth and fluid. The red dots representing the enemy's defensive forces on the screen were quickly extinguished under the dense blue firepower.

But his gaze wasn't fixed on the intense space battle on the screen; the Coke can lay to the side.

Apokolips...

Darkseid suffered a crushing defeat, and given the nature of that dark tyrant, he would never let it go unpunished.

Next time, it won't be a vanguard force of Steppenwolf and a mere ten thousand small ships.

Defense is important, but the best defense is always offense. Passive defense is not Chen Tian's style.

We must launch a surprise Apokolips!

Only by destroying the enemy's home base can the problem be solved once and for all.

Otherwise, Blue Planet will never have peace.

The question is: how do I get there?

From the hazy fragments of his memory before his transmigration, Apokolips did not exist in the conventional three-dimensional universe coordinates.

It's like a highly toxic tumor, parasitizing the "Realm of the Gods"—a higher dimension where concepts are vague, dimensions intersect, and physical laws are distorted.

Conventional faster-than-light engines, and even space-jumping technology, are meaningless in the face of dimensional barriers.

A huge and real problem lies before us: the path forward is unknown.

Ancient One?

Chen Tian's mind flashed to the Sorcerer Supreme of Kamar-Taj, who had protected Earth for many years and whose understanding of dimensions was unparalleled. But the thought was quickly extinguished.

That guy... his lifespan is already as short as a candle in the wind, he's only hanging on by the power he once absorbed from the Dark Dimension.

Force her to deduce the path to the Realm of the Gods? Chen Tian had no doubt that this would be enough to drain her of her last bit of life force, killing her on the spot.

The price was too high, and he didn't want the Sorcerer Supreme who had once helped him to die because of this.

His gaze shifted from the intense game screen, piercing through the ceiling and into the depths of the Void, where another choice lay.

The guy hiding behind the dimensional wall, who claims to "only observe and never interfere" —Uatu Watchers.

"Never interfere?" A cold sneer curled at the corner of Chen Tian's lips. He was now part of this chaotic 'New World,' and if Chen Tian didn't help, he'd smash his head in!

He believed that Uatu must possess the secrets to unlocking the coordinates of the Realm of the Gods and Apokolips, and that the voyeur must know them!

On the game screen, with a precise command from Chen Tian, the light representing the ultimate weapon instantly engulfed the entire projection of the "Apokolips System," and the scarlet light was completely extinguished, turning into a pitch-black expanse representing destruction.

"Game Over. Victory!" The system's electronic voice announced.

Chen Tian casually tossed the controller aside and leaned back into the sofa.

He stood up, took the elevator to the top of the Arbitrator Tower, and casually lay down on the lounge chair under the parasol that 2B had prepared for him at the top of the building.

"Uatu," Chen Tian said to the sky, "Come out and let's talk. About Apokolips ... I know you're watching."

Chen Tian's voice wasn't loud, carrying a lazy, sunbathing tone, yet it was like an invisible awl piercing the seemingly tranquil blue sky above.

There was no response; the sky remained blue, the clouds drifted slowly, and only the howling wind atop the building could be heard.

Chen Tian lay on the recliner under the parasol, not even lifting his eyelids, and gave a cold laugh.

He stretched out a fist and casually drew a circle in the Void.

Where the fingertips glide, the air suddenly freezes and distorts, emitting a teeth-grinding "crack" sound, as if space itself has been forcibly torn open with a tiny crack.

"Playing deaf and dumb?" Chen Tian chuckled. "Fine. Then wait until I smash down that lousy wall of yours, and pull out your head hidden in the dimensional rift, then we'll have a chat."

His fingertips slowly contracted, his fist clenched, and the cracking sound of space shattering like glass grew louder. The Space Stone from the Infinity Stones silently fell into his hand, and blue light enveloped his fist.

"Wait! Arbitrators!"

A voice, tinged with helplessness and urgency, suddenly rang out, as if seeping directly from the Void.

Less than three steps in front of Chen Tian's recliner, the air rippled like water. Countless tiny, shimmering particles condensed out of thin air, outlining a human figure at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There was no blinding white light, no grand entrance effects. In the blink of an eye, a "person" wearing a dark blue tight-fitting uniform, with a shiny bald head, a stern and serious face, and a body no different from an ordinary person, was already quietly suspended half a foot above the ground.

The Watchers, Uatu.

He no longer possesses the grand, aloof presence that once floated above the cosmos, overlooking all living beings.

At this moment, he was more like a researcher who had been forcibly dragged out of the laboratory and forced to stand in front of an unreasonable barbarian.

In his eyes, which seemed to hold the universe and stars, there was a hint of barely perceptible fear and deep helplessness; he even subconsciously maintained a small, safe distance.

Clearly, Chen Tian's threat to "crack your skull" and the tangible display of violence that tore through space made this being, whose supreme belief was "observation," feel an unprecedented sense of oppression and real danger.

Uatu looked at Chen Tian, and the body composed of light and shadow seemed to fluctuate imperceptibly, a reflection of his intense emotional turmoil.

He paused for a moment, seemingly suppressing some intense emotion, before finally speaking in a stern voice, tinged with a slight annoyance at being disturbed:

"Forcibly tearing apart the barriers of a secondary dimension is extremely dangerous and unpredictable, Chen Tian. It could trigger a chain reaction of spacetime ripples, with an impact far exceeding that of Blue Planet ..." He tried to explain using rules and consequences.

"Shut up, Uatu," Chen Tian interrupted him. "You bear some responsibility for this so-called New World, so don't lecture me."

Chen Tian sat up slightly. "Now, tell me how to get to Apokolips."

Uatu's body, composed of light and shadow, visibly trembled, and the helplessness on his stern and serious face almost solidified into a tangible form.

He knew all too well the weight of the man before him—the one who had easily annihilated Infinity Ultron, who possessed all the Infinity Stones and virtually ruled the Multiverse...

That pure, irrational power has long surpassed the conventional evaluation models of Watchers.

Chen Tian was the most uncontrollable and the most dangerous variable he had ever encountered.

"The Universe 4 ..." Uatu's voice was unusually solemn, a clear and visibly apprehensive pronouncement.

"Apokolips does not exist in our current main universe, but is anchored in a treacherous dimension known as the 'Universe 4.' There... the laws of physics are completely different from ours, the spacetime structure is chaotic and full of 'pollution.' If we rashly go there, any existence may be distorted, decomposed, or... encounter 'primal' horrors that we cannot predict. Even for you, Arbitrators, the risk is extremely high."

He paused, his brow furrowing almost imperceptibly. "Moreover, this world... it is itself a product of countless fragments of shattered reality forcibly stitched together. Its deepest rules are beyond my full comprehension. I cannot guarantee what chain reactions will occur after you enter the Universe 4."

"Risk?" Chen Tian chuckled lazily, adjusting his body to a more comfortable position on the recliner. "I've been facing risks every moment of my journey. If I were afraid of that, I should have just sunbathed on a beach instead of dragging you out for a chat."

His tone was casual, but his words struck Uatu like a heavy hammer. "Consequences? That's something to consider after Darkseid is destroyed. Now, tell me the path."

Uatu fell silent; the outline created by light and shadow appeared somewhat unreal and transparent in the sunlight.

He did know the path— the Watchers knew the coordinates of almost all the important dimensions—but to reveal it would violate his principles and more likely throw this uncontrollable element of destruction into an equally unknown abyss.

"Why... are you so insistent on taking the initiative?" Uatu finally spoke again, his voice tinged with confusion, as if making a final confirmation. "Apokolips has occupied the Universe 4 for countless eras, and Darkseid's Legion are endless. Why don't you dedicate yourself to restoring the influence Ultron?"

"Restore the effects Ultron?" Chen Tian interrupted him, his eyes suddenly sharpening, his languid demeanor vanishing instantly. "Uatu, do you know what you're saying?"

He sat up slightly, and the invisible pressure seemed to stop the sound of the wind around him.

"Keep him around, let him keep sending rotten apples to harass Blue Planet?" Chen Tian sneered. "Who knows, while I'm searching for the Soul Stone, he might give me a big surprise."

He raised his hand and casually pointed to the sky, as if pointing into the depths of Void.

"This damn 'New World'! Superman is dead, the Old Gods are gone, but that doesn't mean the trouble is over! That demon lord Trigon, and that Doomsday's not very bright but has an incredibly thick skin... who knows when or where they'll pop out from!"

Chen Tian's voice was resolute:

"How can I find that damned Soul Stone if I don't uproot Darkseid? How can I restore this messed-up world to its original state? If I'm constantly on guard against him stabbing me in the back, how can I possibly have the energy to deal with the real problems that can 'restore' this world?"

He looked at Uatu, his gaze direct. "So, enough talk. Give me the coordinates, give me the path. Then, go back and continue watching your 'show.' As for what kind of weird stuff is in the Universe 4... well, it's good to stretch your muscles."

Uatu's light and shadow flickered violently a few times, and finally, he let out a long and heavy sigh, a sigh filled with helplessness at the breaking of the rules.

"... The coordinates are as follows." Uatu's voice became extremely dry. He raised his hand, and a point of deep blue light, like the end of the universe, gathered at his fingertips. The light contained extremely complex and ever-changing spatial coordinates and multidimensional transition formulas.

"The path anchor point... is located at the gravitational singularity at the core of the XXXXX Nebula in the XXXX galaxy. However, the space there is extremely unstable, and you will need..."

(I don't know which galaxy it should be, so I'll just use XXXX to represent it.)

"Buzz--!"

Uatu's words came to an abrupt halt. Chen Tian casually raised his hand and grabbed at the eerie blue light that had gathered at Uatu's fingertips.

That point of light contains the key to the Universe 4.

Chen Tian didn't even look down at it, as if he were just taking an ordinary key.

"Alright, I got it." He lay back in his chair and closed his eyes. "Uatu, don't give me that pained look of breaking the rules. Ever since you threw Deadpool into my world, your rules have already been broken."

Uatu hovered in place, a clear look of astonishment and a hint of... offended anger appearing on his face, which was composed of light and shadow.

But seeing Chen Tian's nonchalant attitude, even enjoying the sunshine, he finally gave him a deep, complicated look before disappearing into the air like ink spreading in water.

The rooftop terrace returned to Tranquility, with only the sound of the wind and Chen Tian's even breathing remaining.

The next second, Chen Tian suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes, a glimmer of light flashing in the depths of his pupils.

He stood up and stretched.

"How interesting. Marvel's 'Cosmic Tyrant' died at my hands, and now it's DC's 'Dark Tyrant's' turn."