Ten minutes earlier —
Flashpoint Universe-1
"If none of you have a better idea, then let me go."
Staring up at the towering cosmic giant before them, Pietro gripped the Reaper's Scythe tightly in his hands. His eyes grew firm.
Once, he never imagined he'd wield power of this magnitude. But since leaving the Ruins Universe and encountering one extraordinary being after another, Pietro had come to understand just how small his strength had been. At times, he even felt as if he was being left behind.
Watching Alex and Kara grow more distant, Pietro questioned whether he still belonged here. He had once been the one protecting Alex. Yet now, somehow, he had become the one being protected.
But now… things were different.
He had seized power.
He had stolen authority.
He—had become Death.
Feeling the boundless laws of power coursing through his body, Pietro spoke with conviction: "This may be my destiny. Now, I finally have the power!"
"No."
Before Pietro could take action, Batman stepped in front of him.
"There's only one shot at this, Quicksilver. I know you now control Death's power, and yes, you may hold the killing blow against the Anti-Monitor—but if you miss, we lose all initiative. I know this... even without sitting in the Chair."
Following his words, Old Bruce Wayne, seated upon the Mobius Chair, nodded solemnly.
"He's right. The Anti-Monitor isn't easily taken down. Especially now, after absorbing the energy of countless parallel universes. Attacking recklessly? We wouldn't stand a chance."
"Then what do we do?" Ashley frowned. "Just stand here and wait?"
Kara gently placed a hand on Ashley's shoulder and soothed, "Don't worry. I believe the two Batmen will figure something out."
Hearing that, both Bruce Waynes exchanged glances—each seeing the deep weight of responsibility reflected in the other's eyes.
They had both sat upon the Mobius Chair. One still sat on it now. In a sense, they had become gods of omniscient knowledge.
And yet... even for them, pinpointing the Anti-Monitor's weakness was no easy task.
They had struggled against beings like Darkseid.
But now? They were facing something that had killed Darkseid.
After a moment of deep thought, Old Bruce finally spoke, brows furrowed.
"As far as we know, the Anti-Monitor has one major weakness—he needs to maintain a physical form to exist in the material universe. If he loses that form, he'll revert to pure energy and slowly dissipate, returning to the anti-matter dimension."
"But with the power he's gained now, even Clark and Sentry together couldn't land a meaningful hit. I don't see how even someone like Quicksilver, wielding Death's power, can completely destroy his physical body in one strike," Batman added.
"That's my concern too."
Old Bruce's gaze lingered on Pietro for a moment before dropping somberly.
"We need a way to weaken the Anti-Monitor first. Now that he controls the Anti-Life Equation and Omega Energy, in theory, he's—"
He paused, then let out a faint sigh.
Just then, the battle in the distance shifted once more.
A thunderous sonic boom split the sky. A blazing figure plummeted like a meteor, crashing into the ground and launching a shockwave of debris several stories high.
"Superman!"
Tony Stark gasped. But before he could react, an Omega Beam was already streaking toward his back.
Luckily, JARVIS had been monitoring the battlefield in real-time. Detecting the fatal energy signature targeting Tony, it instantly deployed the Mjölnir Fragment Barrier.
In a blinding flash of light, Tony was violently ejected from his Anti-Anti-Monitor Armor, hurled across the battlefield. All magical energy in the area spiraled out of control. A scarlet hurricane engulfed the skies.
"Die!"
Even with Clark sent flying, the Justice League didn't hesitate. Their attacks—fueled by fury—converged on the Anti-Monitor's forehead like a precision strike.
"Fools. Did you truly believe that weak insects like you could threaten me?!"
The Anti-Monitor made no effort to dodge.
Instead, his entire form erupted with blinding white light. Mixed within it was a haunting pink glow—an energy so incomprehensible, so terrifying, that every hero present was struck with dread.
"Oh sht."
Floating midair, Lex Luthor sensed the gathering catastrophe. He immediately shouted to the others: "Retreat! For God's sake, everyone fall back! We can't afford to lose all of Wasteland's elite in one move!"
"On the contrary… I need you. I need your energy. I need your lives. I can feel it—some fool in another world is resisting me, blocking my power. And I must admit… their defiance surprises me."
The Anti-Monitor's cold gaze pierced straight through the barriers of the universe. In His vision, a colossal giant, glowing with the same white brilliance as Himself, was using all his might to halt the spread of the Anti-Matter Wall.
That giant of light stood tall beyond the bounds of the timeline, guarding a fortress. With blinding magical energy rising endlessly from his body, he held back the annihilating wave of anti-matter with sheer force.
"A bug trying to stop a war machine…"
With a clenched fist, the Anti-Monitor seized control over every ounce of extraordinary energy across Flashpoint Universe-1. It was as if all mystical and superhuman forces had recognized their master—ripped from their hosts and funneled into His palm at terrifying speed.
"No!"
Tony Stark and Doctor Strange cried out simultaneously. In disbelief, they watched helplessly as the magical energy within their bodies was drained against their will. Since the day they had started practicing magic, never had they encountered anything like this.
And it wasn't just magic—Wonder Woman, Shazam, Black Adam… even their divine powers were compromised. Mutants, too—their energy was being completely siphoned away.
Emma Frost screamed, clutching her head, before collapsing. Wolverine, gritting his teeth through searing pain, barely managed to catch her in time. Behind them, Beta Ray Bill and Green Lantern groaned in agony and fell to the ground.
"Sue! Are you okay?!"
Reed Richards rushed to his wife's side. Sue Storm was barely conscious—her energy fields had collapsed completely.
"Hahahaha… Tremble! Fear! Wail!"
"Your powers will fuel the rewriting of the entire Multiverse! Starting here, the world of the Justice League, the Avengers' Earth—it's all going to change!"
The Anti-Monitor slowly raised his right hand, now overflowing with apocalyptic energy.
"The gateway between matter and anti-matter has opened! Once this world withers away, every living thing in the Multiverse will be nothing but livestock awaiting slaughter! As for those so-called Supreme Beings? They'll cower at the edge of existence, waiting for my arrival!"
Two indescribable forces—one of creation, the other of oblivion—clashed and entangled before the Anti-Monitor. Even the Celestials, even the One-Above-All might never have witnessed such a spectacle.
"The last thing they'll see before their end… will be my hand! The hand that will forever destroy the Positive-Matter Multiverse! The hand that will make the Anti-Matter Realm supreme!"
That dreadful hand, radiating annihilation, slowly reached into the swirling vortex of clashing energy. The Anti-Monitor's voice thundered across all of reality.
"And this—"
He roared with madness—
"—is all thanks to YOU!"
Suddenly—
Just as the Anti-Monitor's hand was about to touch the chaotic swirl of positive and negative matter, an extremely strange energy fluctuation caught his attention.
His expression shifted—confusion, then disbelief.
Something—no, someone—was resisting his approach to the primal energy convergence.
Something he hadn't foreseen.
"Who is it?!"
"Your daddy!"
From above the heavens, a hand just as terrifying as the Anti-Monitor's appeared out of thin air—vast, unstoppable.
With it came a colossal crimson figure stretching across half the sky, and a pitch-black cape that blanketed the horizon.
"You!!"
In that moment, the very laws of time and space collapsed. The two titanic beings stared each other down across the roaring tides of energy.
Rage contorted the Anti-Monitor's face.
He would never forget this guy. This being who was nearly indistinguishable from that damn Kryptonian.
"You're nothing more than—"
But even as he spoke, he felt the pressure—the undeniable threat—from the being before him. A pressure that persisted even now, after the Anti-Monitor had consumed the power of countless universes.
"Nothing more than a mortal wielding the power of a million exploding suns?"
Sentry's eyes flared with unstable brilliance. He gritted his teeth, smirking coldly.
"Then you've really underestimated me!"
With a mighty roar, Sentry thrust his hand forward.
"Let's end this—together!!"
In an instant, he lunged forward and clasped the Anti-Monitor's outstretched hand in a crushing grip!
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