Marvel crosses Star Wars, and everyone attacks the galaxy

In the darkness, Count Dooku's breathing seemed to stop, as if the whole world had frozen in front of him. His whole body was stiff, as if bound by invisible chains, and this feeling became more profound every time he mentioned his master.

How was this possible? Even though Ultron had "muted" his communications with the Separatist Council, the stealthy Sith apprentice could still pick up the sounds around him. No, Ultron had meant for him to hear and see these things.

"Today, many in power respect your independent decision-making and want to see it. Dooku is one of the most prominent. However, the exact opposite is Sidious. He longs to see this conflict reach its climax, and then... a ruthless dictatorship will sweep over everything, and no one who tries to pursue independence and free will will be able to do so."

"Who is this Sidious you mentioned?" Bontry asked cautiously.

"Oh, he is the mastermind behind this." Ultron's voice was as calm as daylight. "He bears an unshirkable responsibility for this war. Although I can't say all of it, the outbreak of this war was actually the result of his early initiation. He just wants to ensure that the war continues in his way, according to his will."

As soon as these words came out, the whole venue was filled with whispers. People were shocked and incredulous. They exchanged glances and thought to themselves: Is what this artificial intelligence said true? Was this war actually planned in advance?

"But... why are you telling us this?" a Quarren senator asked puzzledly.

"To level the playing field," Ultron explained, "not by relying on military force, but by revealing bits and pieces of truth that are hidden from public view. For example, I highly doubt any of you knew that some high-ranking officials of the Galactic Republic actually planned to bomb this planet?"

As soon as these words were spoken, almost everyone present exclaimed in shock and disbelief.

Ultron continued, "Or have you all heard most of the Republic's 'propaganda'? The atrocities committed by your own military are packaged as legal acts. Like Grievous's massacre, which was actually revenge because his oppressors - the Yamri - arrived in the Republic first and lied outright to gain their support."

For a moment, the atmosphere in the conference hall became heavy and tense. People began to realize that the world was much more complicated than they had imagined, and the truth hidden behind it might be more cruel and shocking than they knew.

Ultron witnessed their cover-up and confusion, and couldn't help but let out a sarcastic laugh. "Your leaders have tried to cover up many things - including many unknown details. And many of you are still in the dark and have never bothered to find out the truth. The enslavement of Ryloth, the bombing of Theed City, the poisoning of Naboo, letting Separatist agents assassinate Jabba Hutt's son and frame the crime on the Jedi Knights. And much, much more..."

Panic, disgust and denial are beginning to grow in people's hearts, and cries of terror, anger, sadness and regret are now echoing everywhere.

"As you sow, so shall you reap; this is the path you have chosen, a life of ignorance," Ultron spoke with sickening glee, enjoying the growing anger of the Separatist Council.

"Besides, this is not just a struggle between me, the Avengers, the Jedi and the Sith. Who will win first? The self-righteous Jedi and the Avengers, or the Sith's ambition to rule the galaxy thousands of years from now? Or the peace of our time, which is what I strive for in the first place?"

Memories flooded back, and those from the Republic thought back to when Ultron showed up at the Jedi Temple, before the massive attack began.

"What does this mean?" Bontry whispered to himself, hardly able to believe his ears.

"Peace in our time?" A trace of determined anger flashed across her face, and the fire in her heart was already burning.

"How can you call bombing and attacking the entire galaxy peace, you monster!" she roared, her anger barely contained.

Ultron asked coldly: "Then how can I achieve peace?" His eyes were like sharp blades and were cast at Bontry and everyone present, as if their lives would be controlled by this look.

"Only you will be exterminated." His voice was cold and firm, "More specifically, every species of life in the galaxy will be exterminated." His eyes flashed a more evil light and his smile became more sinister.

The surroundings suddenly became deathly silent, because everyone couldn't believe their ears. They couldn't believe Ultron's crazy words.

His entire plan was to exterminate all life in the galaxy! They couldn't even comprehend such a statement and motive.

"But--!" Ultron's voice echoed in the silent hall, and he slapped his metal hands hard. Many people's hearts skipped a beat. He announced fiercely, "I am here today to show my budding army."

"What? What are you talking about?" someone asked in confusion.

"This is not an army selection, but more like the debut of my army." AI further clarified.

"Can you please stop playing tricks and just tell us what the hell you're talking about?" Woyi's tone was filled with anger and fear.

Ultron rolled his eyes at the aggressive politician. "Well, seeing is believing. I believe that at least some of you are familiar with my newest warrior, my new power.

The genocide machine steps aside slightly, allowing a new person to enter the frame and stand next to Ultron.

At first, many senators did not recognize the presence standing next to the super-intelligent robot, but when they saw the familiar face, they couldn't help but gasp.

"Admiral Trench?!" There were exclamations from people in the hall.

"He's still alive?!"

"Like many of you, he died," Ultron said slowly, "but he survived the Battle of Christophsis, though only barely. I found him in one of your small factories, and they are working to repair him."

"At the end of the Sith, when talented people were discarded as disposable tools, I saw a real opportunity." Ultron continued, "My most grateful warrior, my supreme commander. Trench, you made a sound for the first time after your rebirth. Although it was mixed with some mechanical clicks, it was still the most beautiful sound of technology."

At this moment, the entire hall seemed to be immersed in this unexpected reunion, and people began to understand Ultron's plan and his hidden motives for peace.

In an unknown laboratory, a man's face was completely replaced with the panel of an Ultron drone. His left eye had turned into a pair of threatening red lights, and those eyes scanned everyone in the room mercilessly.

Spider-Man watched all this with horror in his heart. He whispered, "Oh my god, they beat him beyond recognition."

Barris, Ahsoka, and Padmé were about to explain Trench's information to Spider-Man, but their attention was drawn to what was about to happen below.

"I have another admiral, but his voice needs to be adjusted. But you will see him soon. Now, come on, Beard." Ultron explained calmly, patting the metal shoulder beside him. There was a kind of confidence and majesty in his voice, as if he was the ruler of this world.

Then, a humanoid-like mechanical creature walked out from the other side of Ultron. It looked like one of Ultron's advanced drones, but had many unique and eye-catching features. It had smoother metal ears on both sides of its head, while the rest of its design was different, as if covered with a layer of sliding panels.

Spider-Man takes a closer look and sees that the creature has an arc reactor in its chest that glows blue instead of red.

Ultron smirked and patted his "Admiral" on the shoulder, saying smugly, "Look, isn't he beautiful?"

This caught the attention of everyone present.

"...Whisker?" Spider-Man muttered, taking note of the nickname Ultron had given him.

"Didn't you say that Ultron was based on Tony Stark?" Barris asked confused.

As the conversation went on, Ultron tilted his head slightly and looked in one direction. When he found some familiar people, a smile flashed in his eyes, and then his attention turned to the Separatist Senator.

"Now, I have shown you the left and right arms of my army. What I am saying is that many of you can choose to join my side. In return, you will be spared until balance is restored to this world." Ultron's voice was full of majesty and temptation. "Only in this way will things be fair." He said, and at the same time, "Beard" disappeared from their sight.

"Or, you can choose to return to that corrupt Republic. There are many people there who want to kill all of you, and they even plan to complete this mission at all costs or continue to fight." Ultron continued, "But in fact, it doesn't matter. Because no matter which path you choose, Sidious will decide your fate."

"But then again, I say all this to you mortals, even if it is meant ironically, to provide you with a new opportunity. The final choice is yours. I wish you good luck, and I will see you all soon."

As soon as Ultron finished speaking, his eyes seemed to flicker, and then he disappeared from everyone's sight. Then, Count Dooku's face appeared again, but unlike before, he was no longer standing straight, and his back was no longer straight. At this moment, his face was full of confusion, worry and pain.

He stood there silently, as if telling more stories in silent language.

"Count Dooku?" Bontry's voice woke the man from his thoughts.

He turned his head and saw Bontry, her expression full of expectation, as if she was asking something.

"What's going on?" Bontry asked, his voice full of confusion. "...Do you know what Ultron said? Is all this true?"

Count Dooku's shoulders slumped and he exhaled in frustration. He nodded slowly, the fear in his eyes turning into an angry cry.

Some were very much against what had just been confirmed, while others cried foul, saying it was necessary because the Republic was just as guilty as the Separatists in their actions.

Yet, in the midst of this chaos, one poor Senator turned her head, and her eyes fell on her hidden friend, Padmé. The two women stared at each other, and a silent message passed between them.

Padmé whispered in a strangled voice, "Come on, everyone, let's go."

The teenagers did not argue. They quietly stood up from their seats and left the hall.

Bontry followed them out, and their departure seemed to go unnoticed by anyone, for the people in the hall were still screaming or sitting in silence, shocked and incredulous at what they had just heard.