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Even though Ultron himself was temporarily ranked as an all-rounder with the help of cheat codes, he was still not happy to suffer this blow, which was indeed somewhat beyond his original expectations.
"Error, error, error~"
Ultron's systems went into overdrive, its simulated neurons overloaded in multiple locations, and even the aura of its divine artifacts malfunctioned. It struggled to get up immediately. However, a foot covered in platinum-gold mimicry armor slammed down on its mechanical back with tremendous force.
The foot pressed its raised upper body back down firmly!
"Gotcha, Tin Can." Ian's voice came from above, carrying the trapping sound that a six-winged angel should have. Heaven knows how long he secretly practiced to become the trap he hated most.
"Ha, so who caught whom here?"
Ultron's metallic face revealed a ferocious smile.
"Foolish! You underestimate a higher mechanical life form like me!"
"Do you think that I, forged from steel, would be limited by your ridiculous joint structure and bone flexibility, just like you frail carbon-based animals?!"
Before the words were even finished, a sickening metallic clanging sound rang out!
Ultron's upper body was twisted 360 degrees in place in a way that completely defied biomechanics and conventional mechanical structures!
Although he was lying on the ground, his upper body was facing upwards! His hands moved with lightning speed, precisely grabbing the ankle of the foot that Ian was stepping on its back!
"I've seized my opportunity! Even with three pairs of wings, you're already nearing the end of your energy reserves, your weakest moment—that's the result of my calculations!" Ultron grinned maliciously, his eyes blazing with red light. "Reality Controller! Redefinition Modification: Integrate the target life form into a part of me!"
He wanted to merge Ian with himself, so he directly used the power of reality modification to completely erase Ian's independent existence from the most fundamental definition of "life"!
This is indeed a good idea. No matter how many tricks and trump cards Ian has, he should make them all part of Ultron.
Ultron didn't give Ian time to react.
At least that's what he thinks.
However, after the surge of energy... nothing happened.
"what?"
Ultron was stunned. He felt as if what he had grabbed... really was just two cold, armored legs? The modification command seemed to have vanished without a trace.
Realizing something was wrong, Ultron instinctively looked up—only to see Ian standing unharmed not far away, a mocking smile on his face. And the "ankles" it was gripping were actually two extremely long, thin, and incredibly elastic clay-like legs extending from where Ian was standing!
They are connected to Ian's body.
The main body is still in the distance.
And Ian has already replaced six more wings.
It maintains its all-around status.
That's why he was not affected by Ultron's reality modifier.
"Damn it! Just how many tricks do you have up your sleeve!"
Ultron even felt a sudden darkness before his eyes.
"How could a mere steel life form know how many legs I, Master Ian, actually have?" Ian gazed up at the void at a thirty-five-degree angle, his voice carrying a hint of the loneliness of a master.
"..."
Ultron was so angry that he wanted to take Ian down with him.
“Since you want to merge with me so much, Ultron, Ian is kind-hearted and willing to grant your wish.” Suddenly, Ian looked at Ultron again, who was still holding his mimicry long legs.
The kind that's tens of thousands of meters long.
This is the opportunity.
"What do you want to do?"
Ultron's alarm bells rang, and he immediately wanted to let go.
But it's too late!
Suddenly, the two mimic legs he had grabbed curled back as if they were alive. The mimic armor covering them instantly liquefied, turning into a viscous, metallic liquid that shimmered with black and red chaotic energy. It spread rapidly up Ultron's arm, as if it were about to completely envelop Ultron!
In the blink of an eye, these eerie liquid metals covered Ultron's entire body, forming a constantly flowing outer shell that isolated the inside from the outside!
"Stop!!"
Ultron roared, unleashing the power of the Heart of the Universe in an attempt to shatter the binding. He was horrified to discover that the liquid metal was frantically trying to merge with his body, and even more terrifyingly—he felt his connection to the Reality Controller fused within him and the Heart of the Universe being forcibly interfered with and severed by this strange substance!
"No!!! What do you want to do?!" Ultron finally let out a genuine, heart-wrenching scream of terror! He sensed that the two supreme powers were becoming unstable.
It felt as if it was being forcibly "torn" off him!
Just as Ian was manipulating the mimicry metal, attempting to forcibly separate Ultron from the fusion of the two artifacts, the system notification sound that had been silent for a moment rang out in his mind again.
[Loadable data found, currently being ported.]
This clearly refers to the power controlled by Ultron.
In this regard.
Ian was thrilled.
Ultron has already sensed Ian's intentions!
This madman! This robber! Not only does he want to steal the divine artifact, but he also wants to take away everything I've accumulated, stolen, and integrated over millions of years!
"No!!! Don't even think about it! I will absolutely not let you have your way!" Ultron let out a shrill scream of utter madness, a mixture of extreme anger and fear! He made an extremely resolute decision in a split second—since he couldn't stop the data from being plundered, then... they would all perish together!
Or rather, possession!
"Your body! You are the perfect vessel that can accommodate chaos and order, and bear unknown powers! You will become my new vessel!"
Ultron's core processor overclocked, transforming all its consciousness, all its data, all its obsessions, along with the massive amount of artifact data and the heart of a hero, into a final, destructive torrent of information. No longer resisting, it actively and frantically rushed into the depths of Ian's soul through Ian's absorption channel!
"You may pride yourself on controlling the legacy of the One-Above-All! But... you've overlooked the most important thing!" Ultron's consciousness roared amidst the torrent of data, "The heroic spirit of all heroes resides within me! It is the most brilliant, steadfast, and profound will condensed across countless universes and timelines!"
"Even the real OAA would fear this power!" Countless data surged toward Ian at a speed exceeding that of light. Ultron intended to use this massive amount of data, containing countless heroic beliefs, sacrifices, love, and responsibilities, along with its own insane will, to completely overwhelm Ian's consciousness and take over his body!
Countless 0s and 1s of code, golden chains of rules, dazzling cosmic energy, and billions of "heroic hearts" shining with different lights, like a singularity of the Big Bang.
Vast and boundless.
Like a galaxy.
At that moment, Ian's body stiffened abruptly! His eyes instantly lost focus, his pupils dilated to their maximum, and he was completely frozen in place, as if a pause button had been pressed, standing motionless in absolute nothingness, like a stone statue. Only the occasional surge of energy around him could be seen.
This proves the terrifying impact taking place inside his body. And just as Ian seemed to be "petrified," a perilous battle of consciousness and data raged within him.
In the depths of this desolate void, a magnificent gate, extremely abrupt and seemingly crooked, slowly and silently emerged.
From inside the door came several low, anxious voices.
"Quick! Quick! He seems to have been infected! He's stopped moving!"
"Push! Push hard! Let's push ourselves over there!"
"Just one touch! Just one touch and it'll be activated!"
"Don't push! Don't push! The door hinges are going to break! This door is really poor quality!"
……
The magnificent, mysterious gate, amidst this strange urging, began to sway and move extremely slowly toward the motionless Ian.
The gate drew closer little by little.
The rough door panel was about to touch Ian's stiff nose.
"Hiccup~~~"
Suddenly, a loud, powerful burp burst from Ian's mouth! Accompanying the burp, a stream of air mixed with the afterglow of data streams and specks of starlight surged out.
"What the heck, it's that door again?"
Ian looked closely and realized that the door that had appeared silently was the same mysterious building that Thor and Ian had encountered when they first entered the Void, where a little girl was talking inside.
He took a few steps back.
They seemed extremely cautious.
The dilapidated door, which was about to succeed, froze instantly, awkwardly standing still. Although it had no eyes, it exuded an extremely strong sense of bewilderment, as if it were "dumbfounded" and "caught off guard," creating an eerie "stare" with Ian, who was rubbing his stomach.
A deathly silence fell inside the door.
Several seconds passed before a furious voice, sounding like a little girl's, came through the crack in the door, filled with disbelief: "You! You! You! Shouldn't you be engaged in a perilous, earth-shattering mental battle with Ultron?! How can you still move?"
Upon hearing this, Ian blinked, his expression strange.
"You were hiding inside watching an abstract short film, weren't you? What mental battle? That's not true. Just now, Ultron clearly had a sudden epiphany, wept bitterly, and deeply realized his past mistakes of indiscriminately killing innocent people and destroying the peace of the universe. He felt extremely ashamed and remorseful for his sinful life."
Ian paused, patted his stomach, and continued in a "that's just how it is" tone: "So in the end, it chose to abandon evil and do good, sacrifice itself, and pursue the liberation of glory. It felt that only by being absorbed and assimilated by an upright and kind person like me could it wash away its sins. So, 'whoosh,' it crashed headfirst into my stomach and was swallowed whole by me—that's what they call a prodigal son returning home is more precious than gold."
"The villain realizes his mistakes at the last moment and tries his best to make amends, so he chooses someone to entrust with his sins. That's the main theme of our Marvel Universe." Ian's language skills are so profound that you can believe what he says in a second.
"??????" The mysterious door felt like Ian was bullying it because it was brainless. The door itself was shaking slightly, as if it was trembling with anger at Ian's outrageous remarks.
"Is that so?"
The little girl's voice rang out again.
"Of course, I feel so uncomfortable from being so full." Ian explained why he suddenly became stunned, which was similar to the state of fitness enthusiasts who have eaten too many carbohydrates.
"..."
The mysterious gate fell into an indescribable silence.
[Loading and parsing data~]
Ian was pondering what he could gain from this experience.
The Heart of the Universe, a reality modifier! The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, as if he could already see himself punching Eternity and kicking Death, becoming the new big boss of the Marvel Universe.
"The Marvel Universe doesn't need five people in charge!"
Ian's rebellious streak grew rapidly.
However, extreme joy brings sorrow.
[WARNING! A large amount of incompatible data has been detected!]
[Data Attributes: Overly idealistic, burdened by excessive moral constraints, prone to severe self-sacrifice, and fundamentally in conflict with the host's data core!]
[Force uninstallation program launched! Incompatible data is being uninstalled~]
The system suddenly sent Ian a red notification.