Or rather, if he wanted to reach the Multiverse as soon as possible, he could no longer remain a passive player.
He would take up the pen himself, rewrite the Multiverse's script, and set off one major event after another that would sweep across it.
On the blue planet, Ultron's invasion had brought the age of humanity and superpowered individuals to a definitive end.
In its place stood Valhalla, suspended high above Earth and linked to the minds of countless Mutants, along with Mutant armies spread across the globe—endlessly reborn, growing stronger with every battle.
This was a new order Russell had built with his own hands, one no one could shake.
Floating in space above the Solar System, Russell swept an indifferent gaze over the restored planets of the Galaxy. He soon settled on the anchor for his next major event.
With countless Mechanical Warriors as the vessels of machine civilization, Ultron had launched the Infinity War across the Multiverse. He had sought to unite every Parallel Universe under the rule of machines and overturn the Multiverse's order.
If that mechanical tyrant could use the Machine Species to anchor a war across the Multiverse and throw it into upheaval, Russell could follow the same path—or take it further.
Certainty flashed in Russell's eyes. At a thought, invisible Quantum Power spread outward, crossing barriers of space and time and piercing multiple parallel Dimensions.
He would gather every anchor of this Multiverse-shaking event around the Mutants.
He would make Mutants great again.
From this day forward, Ultron's mechanical empire was dust, erased from the Multiverse's history.
A new age belonging to the Mutants had officially begun.
With Earth as its starting point, endlessly reborn and evolving Mutants as its foundation, and Valhalla as its immortal Temple, he would forge a Mutant