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Updated: May 4, 2025
On the first screen flashed the picture of a huge tower such as Phobar had seen in the metal city. Garboreggg adjusted a second control that was something like a range-finder. He pressed a third lever and from the tower leaped a surge of terrific energy, like a bolt of lightning a quarter of a mile broad. The giant closed another switch and on the second plate flashed a picture of New York City.
His lungs were laboring from the violence of his exertions; again and again he barely escaped from the curling whips of metal tentacles. And now the monster was hardly a foot high; the huge condensers and tubes and colossal machinery were like those of a pygmy laboratory. And overhead the roof plunged ever downward. But Phobar was cornered at last.
And even in that instant of wild action, Phobar shouted aloud for this whole world was collapsing, together with everything on it, except he himself who came of a different universe and remained unaffected! It was the long shot he had gambled on, the one chance he had to strike a blow. All over the shrinking laboratory the monsters were rushing toward him.
"I am Garboreggg, ruler of Xlarbti, the Lord of the Universes." "Lord of the Universes?" "I and my world come from one of the universes beyond the reach of your telescopes." Phobar somehow felt that the thing was talking to him as he would to a new-born babe. "What do you want of me?"
The disgust that emanated from his captor was laughable; Phobar could have shouted aloud. But the Greek words.... Already the pair had left the mountain-high titan city far behind; they rippled across the smooth, black surface of Xlarbti, and bore like rifle bullets down on the swiftly looming laboratory. In a few minutes it would be too late forever.
In fifteen seconds, only a molten hell of fused structures and incinerated millions of human beings remained of the world's first city. Phobar was crushed, appalled, then utter loathing for this soulless thing poured through him. If only "It is useless. You can do nothing," answered the ruler as though it had grasped his thought.
Before him, on a dais a full thousand feet in diameter, stood sat rested, whatever it might be called another monster, far larger than any he had yet seen, like a mountain of pliant thinking, living metal. And Phobar knew he stood in the presence of the ruler. The metal Cyclops surveyed him as Phobar might have surveyed an ant.
The colossal thing, indescribable, a blinding, nameless color, rippled down the hall and stooped before a disk of silvery black. In the center of the disk was a metal seat with a control board near-by. "Be seated!" Phobar sat down, the titan flicked the controls and nothing happened. Phobar sensed that something was radically wrong. He felt the surprise of his gigantic companion.
Phobar had broadcast his discovery to incredulous astronomers; but as star after star appeared nightly, all the telescopes on Earth were turned toward one of the most spectacular cataclysms that history recorded.
Your stay is almost up. "In that one control-panel lies all the power that we have mastered," boasted Garboreggg with supreme egotism. "It connects with the individual controls throughout Xlarbti." "What is the purpose of some of the levers?" asked Phobar, with a desperate hope in his thoughts. A filament of metal whipped to the panel from the lord of Xlarbti.
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