Mercer's gaze flickered as he watched everyone fall silent.
He had brought them under his control with ease.
Everyone present had been affected by Mercer's Sharingan, augmented with spatial power that amplified its potency to an indescribable degree.
This already went beyond what a single Sharingan could accomplish, surpassing the original Sharingan.
Powerful. Terrifying.
Mercer now even felt that, if he wished, he could plunge the entire Earth into this illusion with a single thought.
And... it would be irreversible!
Once an illusion of this caliber was imposed, it became permanent. Even killing Mercer would accomplish nothing.
"Ah, the level of combat is still too low. It's still limited to close-quarters fighting. Looking at it that way, the calculation-based combat of the Super God World suits me better."
Mercer shook his head helplessly. He had become a god of slaughter himself.
If he truly unleashed his strength, then unless someone devised a strategy specifically to kill him, weapons powered by cosmic forces alone might not be enough to finish him off.
Without realizing it, Mercer had grown stronger than even he imagined.
"If I can fully develop all these abilities of mine, I can become at least ten times stronger!"
Mercer's use of his abilities remained superficial, limited to their simplest applications.
Only by developing them in depth and making them complement one another could he bring out their true potential in his hands, rather than merely reproducing their capabilities from the original shows.
He beckoned with one hand. Under the control of his spatial power, the Reality Stone drifted toward him like flowing water.
The vast stream gradually condensed into a crimson gem the size of his thumb.
"So this is the Reality Stone. Another Infinity Stone in my hands."
As he repeatedly rubbed the gem between his fingers,