“You have the power to evolve life past its natural limits. The Ultimate function. Evolve me . Make me a weapon that can survive their sterilization field. Help me… or I will drag you into the fire with my last breath.”

Then he grabbed Ben by the throat.

He found the crater in the middle of the highway. At its center, kneeling in a web of molten asphalt, was a mountain of cybernetic muscle. Armor plates, scorched and sparking, covered a body that had conquered a hundred worlds. One eye, a baleful ruby, swiveled to lock onto the boy.

“Fool. Did you think I would keep a deal with a child ? The Highbreed are nothing. With this form, I will scatter their fleet. And then I will come back for your planet. And you will have made it possible.”

He didn’t transform into Four Arms or Humungousaur. He became Upgrade . Liquid metal flowed from his arm, sinking into Vilgax’s cybernetic ports. For a moment, the tyrant convulsed, a scream of agony and ecstasy tearing from his throat. The Ultimatrix on Ben’s wrist blazed—not simulating a fight, but forcing evolution .

“I will owe you nothing but a quicker death than the rest of your species,” Vilgax snarled. “Agreed.”

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“You have the power to evolve life past its natural limits. The Ultimate function. Evolve me . Make me a weapon that can survive their sterilization field. Help me… or I will drag you into the fire with my last breath.”

Then he grabbed Ben by the throat.

He found the crater in the middle of the highway. At its center, kneeling in a web of molten asphalt, was a mountain of cybernetic muscle. Armor plates, scorched and sparking, covered a body that had conquered a hundred worlds. One eye, a baleful ruby, swiveled to lock onto the boy. play ben 10 alien force vilgax attacks

“Fool. Did you think I would keep a deal with a child ? The Highbreed are nothing. With this form, I will scatter their fleet. And then I will come back for your planet. And you will have made it possible.” “You have the power to evolve life past its natural limits

He didn’t transform into Four Arms or Humungousaur. He became Upgrade . Liquid metal flowed from his arm, sinking into Vilgax’s cybernetic ports. For a moment, the tyrant convulsed, a scream of agony and ecstasy tearing from his throat. The Ultimatrix on Ben’s wrist blazed—not simulating a fight, but forcing evolution . Make me a weapon that can survive their sterilization field

“I will owe you nothing but a quicker death than the rest of your species,” Vilgax snarled. “Agreed.”