American comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

"You still remember me, I'm touched. The memories of me in this timeline are too tragic, aren't they? But I have to thank you, one of your past researches allowed me to discover a secret and gain an incredibly powerful force."

Victor Von Doom, suspended in mid-air, spoke. Familiar energy fluctuations transformed into the light of magical elements, moving nimbly around him. Those lights made Reed and the others feel a deadly danger.

"Psionic power!" Even if he was unwilling to admit it, Reed couldn't help but feel a sense of oppression seeing this scene.

"You know about it too? It seems that the trouble I didn't have time to eliminate and escaped, indeed hid in your timeline. Looking at the surrounding psionic fluctuations, he seems to have made quite a few small moves here, hasn't he?" Doom felt the familiar energy fluctuations around him, his tone filled with surprise.

"What are you talking about?" Reed didn't know what Doom was trying to say, but he keenly used the question to attract the other's attention, and quickly thought about ways to escape or arrange a battle. He didn't think his behavior and motives could be hidden from Doom, after all, the other was also a smart person, but he knew Doom well enough. With the other's conceit and arrogance, even if he discerned his purpose, the other would follow along. Just like a cat playing with a mouse.

Facts proved that this was indeed the case. Psionic power gave Doom great confidence and conceit, which made him become increasingly arrogant. Especially seeing Reed, who had once surpassed him in many aspects, he was happy to follow the other's thoughts. He wanted to see what other means the other could use to stop him.

"Someone who, like me, doesn't belong to this timeline, he belongs to another world. The world where psionic power exists. He should have died, but he seems to have luckily survived, and quietly built so many industries and technologies here. Is it Harry Osborn? Do you work for him now? Then he's really unlucky." Doom's words made Reed and the others exchange glances, their eyes filled with astonishment.

"What, surprised that I know this?" Seeming to see Reed's astonishment and doubt, Doom's voice rang out at just the right time: "Psionic power is far more magical than you imagine. It seems that Harry Osborn is not someone involved in core technology.

Look at these old technologies that should be eliminated, look at the thin and chaotic psionic power. Are you just using it as energy? This will limit your horizons and hinder your deeper understanding of psionic power."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Ben Grimm, with a rock-like body, said in a muffled voice, looking at Doom, who was constantly approaching them as if he had no defense. His clenched fist was eager to try. He wasn't a person who advocated violence, even though he had power far beyond that of humans. But he wouldn't give up this advantage and power at a critical moment to protect friends or others.

"Isn't what I want to say obvious? Psionic power can not only be used as a type of energy, but it is also a very good recording medium. As long as I come into contact with the surrounding psionic power, as long as I master the corresponding methods, I can access all the information it has recorded.

For example, its origin in this world, the people who have had the most contact with it, and everything that has happened within its coverage area. They can even act as supercomputers to deduce what will happen in a certain area next.

For example, right now, I know you really want to punch me after I get close, and Reed's brain is also planning another despicable attack against me. I can even know the abilities and strengths you each possess from it.

This is an alternative prediction of the future, or it can be said to be omniscient and omnipotent." Doom stopped in front of Reed and the others, drawing out his tone, filled with mockery of the four.

"Sounds like a bunch of mumbo jumbo." Ben Grimm and Johnny Storm, two people who usually didn't get along and looked down on each other, showed considerable tacit understanding at this moment.

Ben's burly body leaped high, punching towards the iron mask that was close at hand.

Johnny, the Human Torch, under the cover of the former, instantly released the vast energy in his body, transforming into a fiery figure, releasing his latest mastered ultimate move, high-temperature jet, towards Doom's direction.

Fireballs, like magic, rained down, bypassing Ben's clumsy body and landing in the location of Doom in Johnny's memory. The boiling flames instantly raised the surrounding temperature by several degrees.

Susan Storm almost subconsciously used her telekinesis to release an invisible transparent defensive layer for herself and her boyfriend Reed, so as not to be burned by the oncoming high temperature, or even suffer life-threatening danger.

"You are still so foolish, Ben. I don't want to use this word to describe you, but please forgive me, I now think only this word can fit your behavior."

Ben was shocked to find that the fist he swung out suddenly encountered some kind of sluggish resistance, just like hitting cotton, the further forward, the faster the power faded.

Johnny's thousands of degrees of high temperature didn't have the killing power it should have, they were directly absorbed and erased in the air.

"Maybe I didn't tell you, I once learned a lot of magic, of course, because there is no suitable energy to support it, most of them are a bit like the crazy fantasies of a madman, they are of no use at all.

But now it's different, I have the energy to support them, just like humans have electricity. A whole new world has unfolded before my eyes."

Doom's voice leisurely rang out, he seemed to like seeing the surprised expressions on Reed and the other three's faces, which made his desire to confide somewhat strong at this moment. Of course, this strong desire to confide would soon become dull. If Reed couldn't once again show a technology that would make his eyes light up, Doom didn't want to waste any more words on the other. He was now master of powers that, within human understanding, could be called godlike. Perhaps until he became a god, he'd still have a bit of interest in the people who'd made him suffer so many times in the past, but if that person couldn't show the appropriate strong resistance again, then soon, that obsession would quickly fade. Reed and the three others, in his heart, would be no different from ordinary people, or insects.

The reason he was staying here now, and hadn't immediately gone to find Harry Osborn, was because he wanted to catch up with Reed and the others in this timeline. He wanted to see how much resistance Reed, who was always omnipotent in technology, could have in the face of him now.

But it seemed that he had too high expectations of Reed. After all, he had come suddenly, and the other party had no time to use technology to carry out targeted resistance against him. And the abilities of the four opposite him might be strong enough for ordinary people, strong enough to be unmatched, but in his eyes now, they didn't pose a threat to him.

"The power and ability you can now master comes from psionic power, right? But what if you lose psionic power? Do you still have the confidence you have now?"

Before Doom, who had become somewhat bored, could make the next decision, Reed's voice, accompanied by the buzzing sound of several machines starting, fell into his ears.

Several drones quickly appeared in the sky and hovered over the area where the four were. At the same time, Doom felt that the surrounding psionic power and the psionic power in his body suddenly became sluggish and receded. That feeling of omnipotence and power was also leaving him.

Ben's fist, which had been frozen in mid-air, suddenly regained its mobility. Ben's fist subconsciously exerted force, and the fist, which was larger than an adult's head, slammed heavily into Doom's face. The iron mask on his face made a muffled sound under this great force. Doom was directly knocked backwards from mid-air and rolled twice on the ground.

"If you are really Doom from this timeline, if you really know everything with the help of psionic power, then you should understand that Reed always has targeted backup technical means. After all, I've had enough of those accidents over the years, I hate accidents and dangers," Reed revealed his figure from Susan's dissipated protective shield and said.

"You used the technology you invented to disrupt the surrounding psionic power, making it enter some kind of [vacuum state]? Amazing technology!" Doom stood up from the ground, as if the punch from Ben Grimm, which was powerful enough to shatter a person's head, hadn't really hurt him. The distorted iron mask on his face, like memory metal, quickly returned to normal in front of Susan and the others.

"But your technology, from beginning to end, is not perfect, Reed! It can only take effect, but there will inevitably be accidents." Under Doom's voice, the drones in the sky fell apart like they had been cut by sharp weapons. The surrounding psionic power re-converged towards this [vacuum zone]. But Doom didn't need them anymore, he had his own source of energy, the tall giant gate not far behind him was providing Doom with massive power.

"No!" Reed shouted in annoyance when he saw his drones being destroyed. This was one of the trump cards he secretly built using Osborn Industries' equipment, specially used to deal with today's operation.

Doom's appearance disrupted his plan.

What puzzled Reed was, since the other party had temporarily lost the connection to psionic power, what method did he use to destroy the drones? Looking at the drones that were cut into pieces, it was obvious that it was some kind of incredible sharp object. You know, the drones used a special alloy metal that he researched at Osborn, which had both strong toughness and hardness.

In other words, according to the previous tests on the strength of these alloy metals, being able to cut open the drone's fuselage so easily meant that cutting open Ben's and their bodies shouldn't be too difficult either.

Especially now that he didn't know what kind of weapon it was, or it wasn't some kind of cutting item at all, such as a laser weapon.

"It's some kind of energy creature!" Before Reed could figure it out, Susan gave the answer in a panic. The telekinetic power she spread out was like a sixth sense extending from her body, so in her [vision], she saw the culprit who destroyed the drones.

They were a group of shadow-like lives that could perfectly blend into the night and darkness. Yes, they were lives! Because Susan sensed the fluctuations of life on them.

"Where are they?" Reed asked subconsciously.

"In Doom's shadow!" Susan also quickly gave the answer she had observed. After destroying the drones, those black, irregular-shaped lives quickly fell back to the ground, and then merged into Doom's shadow along the ground.

"Be careful, Doom, he's not normal now!" Then, as if Susan had observed something, she reminded Reed and the others in a panicked voice.

"Of course I know he's not normal, can a normal person be like him?" Ben roared, aggrieved at being trapped in the air again by a force, like a rock statue. He had a body of immense strength, but when he encountered Doom, he seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, being bound in various ways.

Johnny, who had transformed into the Human Torch and risen from the ground, only dared to maneuver and move quickly on the periphery, as if a voice was telling him that if he dared to approach Doom, the outcome would be quite miserable.

"What I mean by not normal is that his life form has also undergone a huge change from us. Or rather, he has mutated even more drastically than us. At least we still maintain a human form, but he has become another life," Susan took two steps back in horror, looking at Doom with great fear and horror in her eyes.

"Isn't he maintaining a human form like us?" Looking at Doom's body, Reed stepped forward to comfort the frightened Susan, while asking with some confusion.

Susan didn't answer, but Doom applauded in praise.

"It seems you are always the most perceptive of them." Doom looked at Susan, who was looking at him with a terrified expression, and a smile strangely twisted on the iron mask.

Under the astonished gazes of everyone, Doom's body began to swell, and then underwent a violent distortion. Under the green robe that was torn by the soaring body, the ugly body was exposed to the air. Dense, villous-like fine tentacles swayed in the air with the wind. The other's shadow was like a chaotic dance of demons, dancing happily on the ground, as if it had its own will, making movements that were completely different from the body.

"I have evolved! Under the infusion of psionic power, I have transcended the limitations of humanity. I have gained immortal life and mastered powerful power. The price is, I am no longer human!"