"Welcome, everyone. I'm glad you honored our agreement."
High in the sky, Angstrom spread his arms to welcome the sixteen Mark variants gathered before him, looking warm and sincere.
Of course, it was all an act. Right now, he wanted nothing more than for these damned bastards to hurry up and die.
Despite those thoughts, he still had to keep up his enthusiastic facade. After all, he needed their strength if he wanted to get his revenge.
"Spare us the pleasantries. Tell us what you actually want."
Evil Mark, dressed in a yellow-and-black suit, rudely interrupted Angstrom, his eyes full of contempt.
Angstrom wanted to kill them, and every last one of these Mark variants despised the freak standing before them.
If his dimension-hopping ability couldn't grant their wishes, they wouldn't have let him live even one second longer.
"What I want you to do is simple..."
Seeing their impatience, Angstrom dispensed with the meaningless small talk and got straight to the point.
"I want you to destroy everything that stands in your way. Let them see Invincible, let them fear Invincible, let them hate Invincible!
Do as I say, and you'll get everything you want!"
Everyone present laughed at his words.
The main universe's Mark might have been a little naive and a little impulsive, but he was unquestionably a good guy.
These Mark variants, on the other hand, were all demons who killed without blinking. Angstrom's request was right up their alley.
"Good, I've already..."
But just as they were eagerly preparing to set off and wreak havoc on this world, a rumbling roar suddenly interrupted them.
Then they saw a missile hurtling toward them.
"Ha! A missile, seriously?"
Among the variants, Bulletproof Mark, who wore the same suit as Earth's superhero Bulletproof, laughed at the missile flying