While Ayesha was still lost in thought, the Supreme Evolutionary entered the palace, led by his entourage.
Ayesha quickly stood and descended to greet him.
Though she was the High Priestess of the Sovereign, she dared not act arrogantly in the presence of the Supreme Evolutionary.
The Supreme Evolutionary was a dark-skinned man clad in sleek, black technological armor.
A trace of anger marked his stern face.
Upon closer inspection, one could notice a seam where his face met his hair, as if he wore a human skin mask stitched onto his head, evoking an unsettling sense of dread.
"Ayesha, why have you known about the existence of 89P13 for years and never informed me?"
Despite Ayesha's almost fawning smile, the Supreme Evolutionary remained cold. He raised a hand, brushing aside Ayesha as she approached.
Ayesha rose with difficulty, harboring no overt resentment, but inwardly, she felt disgust and anger at the Supreme Evolutionary's behavior.
In the past, she would not have dared entertain such thoughts.
She knew the terror of his power, his ruthless methods, and his formidable strength, capable of toppling entire civilizations with ease.
His reputation was profoundly intimidating across the galaxy.
It was even comparable to Thanos.
The Supreme Evolutionary commanded a vast fleet of his own.
His flagship stood at the forefront of galactic technology.
Only the Tivan Group's Void base could rival it.
Though he lacked a planetary homeworld like most civilizations, he controlled multiple planets.
As the creator of the Sovereign, the Supreme Evolutionary held the power to annihilate their entire civilization at any moment.
Their genetic programming resided within his mind.
Daring to harbor disloyal thoughts would lead to unimaginable consequences.
But now, the Sovereign had embraced magic and gained extraordinary power.
Given enough time, they might escape the Supreme Evolutionary's control.
Yet, that time had not yet come.
"I was wrong, Your Excellency!"
"In fact, I only recently learned of it."
Ayesha quickly explained.
"Hmph! Find 89P13 and bring it to me."
"Or I will destroy your entire civilization."
"As your creator, I have the strength and authority."
"Do you understand?"
The Supreme Evolutionary's eyes were devoid of emotion.
Only when it came to 89P13 did he lose his composure.
"Yes, I understand."
"But, Master, I'm afraid we lack the opportunity to capture it, nor do we have the strength."
Though Ayesha wanted to agree outright, the thought of Rocket Raccoon's current status gave her a headache.
"It is now a member of the Guardians of the Galaxy. The strength of the Guardians cannot be underestimated. They have aligned with the God of Magic and have mastered the extraordinary power of the Magic Network."
"Two of its members, Gamora and Nebula, are apostles of the God of Magic."
"Just some time ago, the Guardians of the Galaxy fought the Matrix Tribe, killing countless enemies. In the end, they even drew the attention of the God of Magic, who wiped out the Matrix Tribe's army in one fell swoop."
"Perhaps you are unaware, but the Matrix Tribe has been the most powerful civilization in recent years. In less than two years, they nearly eradicated the Kree Empire!"
"The Sovereign's power alone is no match for the Guardians of the Galaxy."
"What's more, a true god stands behind them!"
"God? There are no gods in this world!"
At the mention of the word "god," the Supreme Evolutionary erupted.
With a voice nearing a roar, he bellowed, "Remember, there are no gods in this world!"
"This is why I intervene in creation, do you understand?"
The Supreme Evolutionary did not believe in gods, or at least not in true gods, in this world.
If gods existed, why was the universe still rife with war?
Races clashed relentlessly, and violence pervaded every corner.
He sought to create an absolutely perfect race.
To forge a utopian world free of war and slaughter.
And he would become the creator of this world, the sole god of this universe!
Those other so-called gods were all false, unworthy of their titles.
Ayesha hurriedly bowed her head, not daring to utter a word.
She feared incurring his wrath with any dissent.
At that moment, an aide behind the Supreme Evolutionary stepped forward and spoke softly to him.
The Supreme Evolutionary frowned.
"Are you certain such a being exists in the universe?"
"Destroyed a galaxy and an army of tens of billions in an instant?"
"According to our intelligence, the God of Magic may indeed be real."
The Supreme Evolutionary fell silent.
He was quite confident in his own power.
Years ago, his face had nearly been clawed off by Rocket Raccoon.
Since then, he had crafted armor to protect himself.
After years of research and upgrades, it could even manipulate a planet's gravitational system.
In other words, he could easily destroy a planet!
This was the source of his confidence, which made many civilizations fear him.
Even the notorious United Predators organization dared not challenge him.
His reputation as a creator was, to some extent, on par with the God of Death.
Yet, as powerful as he was, he dared not claim he could defeat the Kree Empire or the vast Matrix Tribe.
But the God of Magic had done so!
The Supreme Evolutionary refused to believe it!
He did not believe a god of such immense power truly existed in the world.
He had traveled to many planets and encountered so-called gods.
But to him, they were not gods at all—just beings who had mastered special powers or advanced technology.
With his technological armor, he could slay these so-called gods.
Though he had been engrossed in anti-Earth research recently, he did not believe the universe had undergone such dramatic changes in just a few years.
There were no gods in the world.
Perhaps the so-called God of Magic was merely a facade for some advanced technology.
The Supreme Evolutionary clung to his belief in the power of technology.
He created with technology, and technology would birth gods.
If he could confront the God of Magic, he could study what technology the other used and then counter it.
The Supreme Evolutionary indulged in these speculations, reinforcing his convictions.
In any case, he did not believe in gods.
"In that case, deploy Adam early, and I will provide additional technical support."
"Let Adam Warlock capture 89P13."
After a moment's thought, the Supreme Evolutionary opted for a cautious approach.
Though the God of Magic's feats were impressive, he was too impatient.
His research on the perfect creation was nearing completion.
The new world was almost realized.
He needed the raccoon's brilliant mind.
Not long after the raccoon's creation, it had demonstrated, after minimal learning, a mind sharper than his own.
That was a humiliation, but also a hope.
He firmly believed that with the raccoon's brain, he could reshape the universe's order.
Make himself a true god!
For this, he would sacrifice everything, even all his efforts!
Moreover, it was just an experimental subject. Would the God of Magic intervene and offend him over a mere test subject?
That would be the most foolish choice!
A raccoon was a raccoon, no matter how intelligent. It was merely a life and intellect bestowed by him.
It was not even a true life form.
He believed the other party would make the wise decision.
Ayesha wanted to refuse, but she lacked the authority. She could only nod in agreement.
Yet, when she thought of the unparalleled God of Magic, she felt a pang of despair.
The Sovereign might be doomed unless… they betrayed the Supreme Evolutionary!
Ayesha was startled by the thought.
But upon reflection, it seemed… feasible?
The Supreme Evolutionary was unaware of Ayesha's musings.
He had absolute confidence in his dominion, certain that the Sovereign could never betray him.
Because he was their creator and held the power over their life and death.
"89P13, you cannot escape. No one can protect you, no one!"
"I will slay gods if they stand in my way!"
On Earth, in a new underground laboratory somewhere, a tall robot was busy at work.
This robot was Zola's new body.
Contrary to expectations, to avoid attracting the attention of the God of Magic, Zola had abandoned his original plan and used existing vibranium to craft a body.
He then began using technology gathered from across the galaxy to build his last hope.
He planned to construct a teleportation machine.
A device capable of transporting individuals to other parallel universes!
He had concluded that rather than being caught and crushed by the increasingly powerful God of Magic in this universe, it would be better to leave voluntarily and develop in another universe.
The technology of the Dimensional Demon God, the Kree Empire, and the research data on the Space Stone from years past provided him with valuable insights.
He felt he had found the key.
A parallel universe teleporter was entirely possible!
However, while he was researching the teleportation machine, the Magic Network's influence had begun to spread outward along the universe's spatial barriers.
Using the power of the Infinity Stones, the Magic Network had extended throughout the universe.
Even after its upgraded functions, the Magic Network did not halt its expansion but continued to reach outward.
Though progress was slow, and the power of the Infinity Stones could not fully extend to other universes, as Aaron had originally envisioned, the Magic Network relied on the Infinity Stones only for growth, not for its entirety.
Its inherent properties allowed it to expand even without the stones' power.
As long as there were enough connectors.
If Aaron had not absorbed most of the energy, leaving only a small portion for the system's power supply, it might have already extended its influence to other universes.
Zola's research involved spatial energies, which inadvertently accelerated the Magic Network's development.
Unbeknownst to him, the Magic Network's tendrils had pierced the barriers between universes and begun taking root in others, awaiting those destined to discover them.
As the controller of the Magic Network, Aaron was particularly surprised when he noticed these changes.
He had originally planned to send apostles to spread the Magic Network to other universes when the time was right.
Along the way, he would collect Infinity Stones to hasten the process.
But now, it seemed the plan could be advanced?
The Magic Network's current operational protocols no longer met his needs.
An upgrade was inevitable.
But it would not take much time.
After years of research, his intelligence, once at 5.5, had reached 7!
Though still far from omniscience, in any universe, he was undoubtedly among the smartest beings.
Even Rocket Raccoon could not compare to him!
Moreover, his knowledge was vast and all-encompassing.
To put it bluntly, even if he lost his extraordinary talents now, his brilliant mind alone would suffice to attain multidimensional power.
And he would certainly not be weaker than the likes of Kang the Conqueror!
Speaking of which, Kang the Conqueror seemed to still be imprisoned in the Quantum Realm?
Aaron had not yet extended his reach to the Quantum Realm, but he would not mind eliminating a Kang if the opportunity arose.
They were merely mortals with future technology, wielding time manipulation for dimensional strikes.
They might suffice against ordinary gods.
But against him, with his equal intellect? They could dream on.
Aaron thought of another supervillain who relied on intelligence but dismissed it.
In terms of intellect, few in the entire multiverse could surpass him.
And this was not yet his limit.
Aaron quickly set these thoughts aside and allocated part of his energy to designing a new protocol to optimize the Magic Network.
He aimed to expand his influence.
Since he had resolved to grow stronger, stepping into the multiverse was necessary.
In that case, he would set a small goal: to become a multiversal god, influencing multiple universes!
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