American Comics: Trading Tom Cat

"You already had your guesses, didn't you? In the entire omnipotent universe, only we love cats the most."

Locke narrowed his eyes: "The Fel Devourer race?"

The most dangerous cat-like Flerken in the universe, each Flerken has a universe inside its belly, and it even dares to swallow Infinity Stones whole. With such a formidable species, it's really not surprising that it has a multiverse on its head.

Mysterious Multiverse nodded: "Yeah, it's not entirely correct, but you can understand it that way."

"I am the Primal Devouring Beast, the progenitor of all Devouring Beasts, and the master of the Law of Gluttony."

Locke nodded, then looked down at Tom: "Although Tom is with me, he has his own intelligence and ideas. If you want Tom to join the Flerken clan, you can only discuss it with Tom. I will not go against Tom's wishes."

“I can tell, you really like Tom.”

"Well then, I'll be leaving the rest of the time in your care."

Locke: ? ? ? ?

Wait, wait, what does this mean?

Then, Locke watched as the Lord of the Gluttony Law instantly shrank to the size of a normal cat, leaped into Locke's arms, and began rubbing heads with Tom.

Wait, wait!! Why is it a calico?!

Shouldn't all Flerken be chubby oranges?

Most importantly, if I remember correctly, calico cats are supposed to be the princesses of the cat world, right?

So what exactly does this gluttonous master want to do...?

Locke didn't understand it, but he was deeply shocked!

Just then, the Triune Vishanti appeared around Locke, completely surrounding him.

“… Locke, I’m so glad you’re alright.”

"I made you worry."

"We never expected that madman would trigger such a pluralistic concept."

Locke suddenly raised an eyebrow: "Multiple concepts? This concept of Sithon seems to be different from what I know."

"Well, that's not surprising. There are generally three main concepts related to the existence of multiple species."

"These are: pluralistic uniqueness, pluralistic supremacy, and pluralistic immortality."

"Multi-dimensional uniqueness is a concept that one possesses after becoming the master of the law. It will instantly turn all cultivators of the same law into its puppets, and no second multi-dimensional being of the same law will be born."

"The concept of 'supreme multiplicity' is the result of multiplicity achieved through special energy. Our Triune Vishanti also possesses this concept. This concept has the most effects. It can ignore all rules and conditions, forcibly annihilate all beings under multiplicity, and imprison multiplicity existence for one second. Moreover, the annihilated individuals will be transformed into the purest energy, which can be supplied to multiplicity existence for absorption. It can also protect other beings from the influence of multiplicity concepts, and so on."

"What you achieve in the future should also be based on this concept."

"As for the last type, it is to break through the multiverse by force. Cytorak is one of these types. The concept he possesses is multiverse immortality. He can ignore all negative effects and his physical body is immortal. Cytorak's physical body does not have the concept of death (of the King). If you break him into cells or even atoms, it will have no meaning."

"Sigh~"

Locke couldn't help but take a deep breath. He had been a little curious before, since Cytorak, as a Lord of Infinite Dimensions, wasn't a Lord of Laws, so why didn't he just destroy the entire dimension? Goodness, originally he was physically immortal and didn't have the concept of death.

“Wait a minute…” Locke’s brows suddenly furrowed.

"If it's just about physical immortality, then wouldn't Cytorak be..."

The Triune Vishanti exchanged a glance and smiled: "You mean the weakness of the soul, right? Strong beings have thought about this before, and one even took action, only to be beaten to a pulp by Cytorak. Who says the soul isn't part of the body?"

Good guy...

Unique, supreme, immortal...

Each of these three concepts is extremely powerful. If these three concepts were to be combined into one, it would be unthinkable.

Locke glanced at Sithon, who was being beaten beyond recognition by the enraged Cytorak, and suddenly felt a little bored.

"I'm leaving now, it didn't feel interesting."

"Aren't you going to keep watching the show?"

"Since I didn't do it myself, my interest was greatly diminished."

"In addition, I also need to go back and study the results of this trip."

"Hehe, you've had quite a haul this time, especially Satan, who really suffered a huge loss."

"Yeah~"

After giving a reply, Locke turned around, tore through the void, and stepped into it.

Chapter 186 Perhaps we could play around with a doomsday scenario

Locke sat cross-legged in the void, with three things floating in front of him.

Lower-tier single-target super artifact - Ice Crystal Gauntlets

Mid-tier single-target super artifact - Destroyer Armor

Superior Single-Target Artifact - Chaos Stone Spear

Locke's gaze fell on the last superior single-target super artifact, which he had stolen from Chaos Chaos. At its current grade, this super artifact was sufficient for his needs.

The quality of the other two items has now declined somewhat.

Normally, one should use their own power to slowly nurture and upgrade the artifact's grade, but there's no way around it; Locke's strength is increasing too fast, and the artifact's grade upgrade speed can't keep up.

Fortunately, we gained a lot from this diverse source.

Locke waved his hand, and an ice crystal-colored bead appeared in his hand. With just a burst of power, the surrounding void instantly began to freeze, and even time itself was delayed.

This item was one of Locke's treasures—an energy core left behind after the fall of an ice-type super single-target creature. Upon examining its properties, the ice-crystal-colored bead instantly disappeared into the ice crystal gauntlet.

This bead can at least elevate the Ice Crystal Gauntlets to the level of a high-tier single-target super artifact, and even at the super single-target level, it's not impossible.

Locke quickly produced a second item, a piece of metal. As everyone knows, the top metals in the Marvel universe are vibranium, adamantium, and uru alloy. This thing is different from those three, and the multiverse would not offer the three major alloys for trade.

This thing is a rare artifact born in a universe that didn't produce the Infinity Stones, but instead produced this alloy. You can imagine its quality. It was traded by Cytorak to Locke. For that battle maniac, this kind of alloy that can be used to forge weapons or armor is meaningless. He prefers close-quarters combat.

With a flick of his finger, the entire piece of cosmic alloy floated on the Destroyer Armor. The Destroyer Armor then released a surge of fluid that easily swallowed the entire alloy.

Looking at the three divine artifacts before him, Locke nodded with satisfaction: "Once the refining is complete, I'm guaranteed to get at least three superior single-target divine artifacts!"

Each superior single-target artifact is worth as much as a normal superior single-target artifact. Not to mention ordinary superior single-target artifacts, even for super single-target artifacts, having one of this level is already considered very good.

Once the three artifacts are successfully upgraded, Locke's strength will be further enhanced.

Finally, Locke's gaze fell on an item, a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

This is a drop of blood, a drop of blood that doesn't seem particularly special.

This thing was given to him by Death, in exchange for Locke's last 'slap'.

He wasn't initially interested in this thing, but Death, like a riddle teller, said it was exactly what Locke needed right now.

Locke himself didn't know what he was lacking. With the three powers combined, once the Limiter Mode was activated, he directly possessed super single-person combat power.

His only expectation now is probably to break through the limit. Once he breaks through, even if it's just the first limit, Locke's strength will probably increase to an astonishing level, at least enough to rival top-tier multi-dimensional beings.

After all, Locke's original level was still quite low, which would hinder his strength after breaking through the limit. Normally, when a Limit Breaker breaks through the limit, they would directly surpass the multi-level and enter the domain of the Living Tribunal, the Grand Judge of the Universe.

Clearly, this single drop of blood was far from enough to allow Locke to break through his limits, but it was, after all, the death of one of the five great gods…

After a moment of contemplation, Locke swallowed the drop of blood whole.

In any case, death wouldn't fool him, because it's meaningless. Besides, even if something goes wrong, he's not afraid. He's in Hellfire Lair now, and if something really happens, Tom and a bunch of rats are enough to bring him back. Not to mention there's also... a very mysterious Flerken huddled with Tom.

There was no explosive increase in strength as imagined, nor any dramatic physical transformation as expected. The drop of blood simply and uneventfully merged into Locke's body, without causing any enhancement or sublimation to Locke.

However, Locke's expression quickly changed, and he took a deep breath.

"Wow, this drop of blood actually has this effect!!"

This drop of blood was obtained by accident during death. It belongs to some kind of special high-level life form that cannot be explained. Its effect is simple: it can be copied and applied to grant the user the bloodline power of some special creature.

Locke's expression turned somewhat strange: "Is this what Death said I needed most? He wants me to strengthen my physical body!"

Locke's physical body is indeed not his strong point, and he doesn't care much about it. Before his physical body was strong, even without any enhancement, Locke could kill a Godfather with his fists, but compared to his own combat power, it is indeed much weaker.

"However, a powerful physical body and bloodline talent..." Locke's expression turned somewhat strange.

The first thing that came to his mind wasn't Thanos or other Titans, nor Flerken, but Kryptonians and Superman.

No, that's not right either. Superman's bloodline is useless to Locke now; he needs a more advanced Superman bloodline.

However, the current DC doesn't possess the normal golden super bloodline, so we have to change the perspective...

"How about we get a Doomsday bloodline to play with?"

This drop of blood will only help Locke acquire a bloodline talent, not allow Locke to transform, so there's no need to worry about Doomsday's hideous appearance.

Doomsday's innate abilities clearly far surpass those of a normal Kryptonian.

"Doomsday's endurance and evolutionary capabilities surpass Superman's, and the probability of it evolving into Golden Superman might be even higher..."

Golden Super's physical abilities are already quite good. If he were to evolve into Golden Doomsday, he might become even stronger, perhaps even possessing the combat power of a pseudo-single physical body.

Then I can try to advance my bloodline back to its ancestral form, and maybe I can become the Silver Destroyer.

Once he becomes the Silver Destroyer, his combat power might even be stronger than Locke's current level!

Of course, this refers to the normal state; the Limit Breaker form is probably incomparable.

Suddenly, Locke's brow furrowed.

"With my three great powers combined into one, once I advance to the multiverse, the multiverse concept I condense will definitely be the supreme multiverse. My laws of time and space are also not weak. I can go to DC to advance to the master of the laws of time and space and obtain the concept of multiverse uniqueness. If I further advance to the multiverse with the bloodline of the Doomsday, I can form the three great concepts into one..."

So, this is what death really wants to tell me, and what I need most right now?

Locke fell into deep thought, his gaze shifting constantly.

Chapter 187 If man cannot kill a god, let the devil do it!

DC World

With the addition of General Zod, the Justice League's strength has surged once again.

With three powerful beings at the level of sub-godfathers, the Justice League is undoubtedly a top-tier force in the entire universe.

As the Justice League takes action, a growing craze for aliens gradually rises among the public.

After all, it's obvious to anyone with eyes to see how big the gap is between superheroes at the level of a sub-Celestial Father and other superheroes, and the three sub-Celestial Father level fighters of the Justice League are all aliens. How can anyone not care about that?

Gradually, along with this alien craze, another wave of trouble began to stir.

Where there is a fanatical worship of extraterrestrials, there will naturally be those who fear and reject them, especially those in power.

At the Justice League headquarters, General Zod's face was ashen as he slapped a tempered glass table to pieces.

"Damn it, damn it!"

"We Kryptonians are doing our best to help you; it is in accordance with His Majesty's orders!"

"You despicable bastard! What do you mean Earthlings don't need alien help? What is this alien threat theory?!"

"That heartless bat, you better give me an explanation!!"

At this moment, not only Zod, but even Superman looked rather grim. The sudden surge of alien aversion among the public had included him as well.

Before, when he had no fellow Kryptonians, he might have tolerated such slander with his mother's comfort. Now that he has fellow Kryptonians and spends a lot of time with them, he knows very well that his people did not do those bad things. But now, it is all Kryptonians, including himself, who are being slandered. Under the influence of multiple factors, it is no longer something that Superman's foster mother can comfort.

Even the oldest and usually most composed Martian Manhunter didn't look too good. Although he wasn't the main target, he was still an alien.

He has worked so hard to help people on Earth for so long, and even if he hasn't made any great contributions, he has certainly put in a lot of effort. He has never asked for any reward or anything, relying entirely on his sense of justice. To be rejected like this, who could bear it?

Batman took a deep breath. Even though his heart was in turmoil and he was on the verge of a breakdown, he remained calm, at least on the surface.

"This is a conspiracy!"

"Someone is deliberately manipulating public opinion!"

General Zod stared coldly at Batman: "I don't want to hear your grand theories. I'm well aware of the disgusting power struggles of those in power!"

"Now, you heartless bat, all I need is an explanation!"

"Even someone as powerful as Your Majesty has never insulted us Kryptonians like this!"

As he spoke, he turned to Superman and said, "Karl, you see this too. These are the humans you're supposed to protect, those utterly disgusting humans!"

Upon hearing this, Superman remained silent for a moment before saying, "General Zod, that's only a portion of them."