"Detected... Variable Universe (Marvel)."
"Detected... Invading Universe (DC)."
"Two universes have experienced illegal law collision. Result... fundamental code has developed 'critical BUG.'"
A massive blue Celestial wearing what looked like WiFi antenna on his head slowly lowered his gaze, looking down at the ants on Earth who, in his eyes, were nothing but "bug code."
"Assessment result: Irreparable."
"Final verdict: Format."
"Both anomalous universes, along with all BUGs, will be deleted."
His voice was destiny itself.
His words were the final judgment.
He slowly raised a finger larger than the moon.
At his fingertip gathered a reset sphere capable of instantly formatting the entire solar system.
Despair!
Despair ten thousand times deeper than facing Thanos!
Before these true gods of creation, whether Avengers or Justice League, all seemed so laughable and powerless.
All their attacks, all their power—before these administrators who operated on a universal scale—were nothing but garbled code that could be casually deleted.
It was over.
Everything was over.
This was the only thought in every hero's mind.
Yet, amid this deathly silence that had even the gods in despair—
A voice full of annoyance and laziness suddenly echoed.
"Hey."
Everyone looked toward the sound.
Cloud—the man who had looked relaxed from start to finish—was now frowning at those massive "colorful robots" in the sky.
His face was written with impatience.
"I'm talking to you big guys up there."
"Don't you think you're being a bit too noisy?"
He pointed at the sky.
"Do you have any idea how much it costs to fix this 'BUG'?"
The Celestials didn't answer him.
In their assessment, this ant was also about to be "formatted."
That blue Celestial coldly aimed the completed "reset" sphere at Earth.
"Sigh..."
Cloud let out a long sigh.
"Looks like overtime is definitely happening today."
He slowly raised his right hand—a Void Blade condensed from his "Dimensional Sovereign" source will.
He looked at the blue Celestial in the sky, about to press "delete."
His face showed an expression filled with the anger of an "overtime worker."
"Then let me show you..."
"...what real 'overtime' looks like!"
"Mu Shiki: Dimensional Slash!"
He swung the Void Blade.
The instant this slash was unleashed!
Time was severed!
Space was torn!
Causality was reversed!
In the sky, the blue Celestial's massive hand—about to press down—suddenly froze!
On his "void" face appeared incomprehensible data shock!
He slowly looked down at his chest.
On his energy core—constructed from "Universal Laws" and supposedly "eternally indestructible"—
A fine, pitch-black crack, as if capable of devouring all light, was slowly emerging...
Then, with a crack, it shattered.
The universe's administrator tasted "being deleted" for the first time.
The entire universe fell into a crashed state.
On Wakanda's ruins, that most extravagant "Justice Avengers Alliance" composed of top heroes from two universes now collectively maintained the same pose—heads tilted up 45 degrees, staring at the sky in stupefaction.
Their faces all wore the same expression.
"He... he... he just... what did he do?"
Tony Stark—Earth's greatest mind—felt his vocabulary had regressed to infant level.
He could only use the simplest words to express his completely crushed worldview.
"He... seems to have... cut that... colorful robot... who looked like... ten thousand times stronger than... my father Odin... in half?"
Thor, the Thunder God of Asgard, gripped his Stormbreaker tightly, feeling this "King's Weapon" in his hand was as fragile as a toothpick before that slash he couldn't even see.
"My... my god..."
Diana, this demigod princess, questioned the word "god" for the first time with such profound depth.
She felt like she and those giant "colorful robots" in the sky might both be "bootleg versions"?
And that man in casual clothes, wearing an "I just finished overtime and I'm annoyed" expression, was the only, authentic true god!
Superman couldn't say anything.
He silently pulled his red cape tighter around himself.
He felt that in the future, he probably shouldn't go around calling himself "Superman" anymore.
Before these heroes who represented the "power ceiling" of their respective universes, Cloud had just given them an ultimate, vivid lesson in the most casual and unreasonable way possible.
However...
Just when everyone thought this universe-level crisis had concluded in the most unbelievable manner—
A mocking, ancient, nauseating laugh echoed from the data vacuum left by the shattered Celestials.
"Hehehehe..."
"Wonderful! Truly wonderful!"
That laughter didn't seem to travel through air.
It was like countless slimy, cold worms crawling directly into everyone's brains, writhing and whispering in the depths of their souls.
"An interesting variable."
"A chess piece that belongs to no board."
"To think you could actually break my carefully selected cleanup program."
"You've given me quite the big surprise."
As that voice spoke, the cosmic backdrop began undergoing even more bizarre changes!
That "blue screen" sky twisted and folded like crumpled paper!
Countless law codes representing the completely different rules of the Marvel and DC universes intertwined like two enraged giant serpents, biting, devouring, entangling each other!
An existence even more massive, more ancient, more indescribable than the previous Celestials slowly emerged!
It had no fixed form.
Sometimes it was a mass of "flesh" composed of countless eyes filled with despair and wailing.
Sometimes it was a "river of time" formed from the remnants of countless universes being born and dying.
It was the mastermind who had been hiding in the dimensional crevices, secretly orchestrating the collision of the two universes, attempting to absorb energy from this feast to make itself more complete!
—"The Whisperer of the Universe"!