Whoosh! Bang!
Ben jumped out of the car and slammed the Omnitrix on his wrist.
A flash of green light engulfed him—
and in an instant, Four Arms stood tall and charged straight toward the enemy.
"So fast?!" Ethen's mouth twitched. "You really can't wait, can you?"
"Let him get some practice," Grandpa Max said, watching Ben run ahead with a proud smile.
Even if Ben couldn't win, he could at least hold his own.
And besides—Ethen was here.
"Hey! You big metal freak!" Four Arms shouted up at the towering robot. "You got a toy model of yourself? I'd totally buy one!"
"Courting death!!"
The War Machine roared, its movements disturbingly smooth for something so massive—each joint powered by the fused slime monsters within.
Its metal arms swung down like giant whips.
BOOM!
The ground split open where Four Arms had stood just moments ago. He leapt high, landing against the War Machine's chest.
"If you're not selling, fine! I'll beat you up and take the parts myself!"
Four Arms unleashed a flurry of punches—
four fists slamming into the War Machine's chest in rapid succession!
CRACK!
A dent actually formed—but before it could deepen, the soft, gel-like structure of the fused monsters absorbed the force completely.
"What—?"
Four Arms stared, stunned.
"Softness beats strength, kid!" The War Machine clenched its huge fist and swung.
BANG!
Four Arms was sent flying across the field, crashing into the grassy lawn.
He groaned. "Agh… That thing's tougher than Vilgax's robots…"
Struggling to get up, he watched the War Machine advance step by step.
"Kid, you should've stayed that water-spraying freak! Turning into a musclehead was your last mistake!"
"Oh…"
Four Arms smirked. "You'll regret saying that."
He turned his head.
"Ethen—it's your turn!"
The door of the Rustbucket creaked open.
Ethen stepped out calmly, eyes locked on the towering War Machine.
"Is he gonna use NGR?" Gwen guessed.
Grandpa Max's face grew serious. "If he does, that'll level half the town. Only something like Atomic Steel or Titan Giant could tear that thing apart…"
But Ethen shook his head.
"I've got someone even stronger—more destructive… and far more stable."
He raised his wrist, scrolling through the Omnitrix.
"I call him… one of my Three Mythic Gods."
He slammed the dial down.
WHOOSH!
A bright green flash erupted—
and standing there was a massive, white-and-green mech-like alien.
Its arms were fitted with huge cylindrical reactors glowing with dark green energy, its armor thick and gleaming like forged steel.
"Atomix!"
The War Machine blinked once—then sneered.
"You've got a robot too? It's smaller than me. I'll crush it with one punch!"
Four Arms grinned from the sidelines.
"Super cool name! Go get him, Atomix!"
"Game over," the metallic voice rumbled.
BOOM!
Atomix shot forward like a bullet, flying with a sonic boom that tore the air apart.
The War Machine barely had time to raise its hands.
CRACK—BOOM!
A green energy-charged uppercut slammed into its jaw, the impact shaking the entire town.
A massive explosion of emerald nuclear energy burst outward, punching clean through the War Machine's jaw and torso.
"I—I'm made to absorb attacks—"
The War Machine's voice faltered. "You can't—"
KRA-KOOM!!
The nuclear energy detonated inside it, shattering the monster from within and launching the thirty-meter titan high into the sky!
For a moment, even Ben, Gwen, and Max forgot to breathe.
"Nuclear energy—" Atomix raised both arms, his eyes glowing green.
"—Melt."
BOOOOOM!!!
A beam of pure dark-green energy shot upward, engulfing the falling War Machine completely.
Its silver armor liquefied in seconds, the metal dripping away like wax under the sun.
Slime monsters began spilling out—faces twisted in shock and horror.
"What kind of demon is this?!"
"We're immortal! He can't kill us!"
"Hide! HIDE!!"
But the energy wave swallowed everything.
Their bodies melted, their regenerative cells destroyed.
They realized the horrifying truth—
even immortality meant nothing before atomic energy.
"What immortality?" Atomix's voice boomed coldly. "One blast from me—and you're gone forever."
His eyes glowed brighter, unyielding.
There was no mercy—only judgment.
Moments later, silence returned.
The War Machine, the slime creatures—everything—was gone.
Atomic Power lowered his arms, energy fading away as calmly as if he'd just finished a light workout.
"Ding! Mission complete."
"Reward: 20 points!"
Ethen smirked. "Mission cleared."
Grandpa Max leaned against the Rustbucket, still processing what he'd seen.
"How do I even write this in the report to the Plumbers…?"
'Our intern destroyed an entire alien race with one shot.'
He shook his head.
No one would believe it.
If he hadn't seen it himself, even he'd think it was fiction.
"Oh man…" Ben gasped, eyes shining. "That was so awesome! I need an Atomix action figure right now!"
"Wait," Gwen suddenly said, her expression changing. "The townspeople! We need to find the missing residents before anything else!"
Atomic Power turned slightly, his voice calm and heavy.
"Thanks for your help. I'll leave the rest to you."
That was how Ethen's strongest aliens operated— do what they do best: destroy the enemy completely.
Leave the clean-up to the others.
Before they left, Ben couldn't help but ask,
"Ethen… is Atomix your strongest alien?"
Ethen smiled faintly inside the armor.
"…There are stronger ones."
Ben froze, speechless.
If this wasn't the strongest…
then just how terrifying could the other two Mythic Gods be?
...
Author's Note:
Ahem... Power Stone Please