Back at their base, the holographic projection of Azmuth, the creator of the original Omnitrix, stood before Ben, Gwen, and Kevin. His small, gray figure was as imposing as ever, his bright eyes filled with urgency.

"Tennyson," Azmuth began, his voice grave. "The Crossfire invasion was just the beginning. There's a far greater threat emerging—one that even the Omnitrix might not be able to stop."

Ben (frowning): "Greater than Rakon? Greater than the Collective?"

Azmuth nodded. "The Collective were merely pawns. The true enemy lies beyond the known galaxy, an ancient race of beings called the Eternal Flame. They seek to reignite the universe's primordial power, and they will stop at nothing to claim the Omnitrix."

Ben clenched his fists. "So, what do we do?"

"You must travel to the Temple of Infinity, located in the heart of the Dark Nebula," Azmuth continued. "Only there can you unlock the Omnitrix's full potential. But beware—the journey is perilous, and the Eternal Flame will be hunting you every step of the way."

Gwen (nodding): "We'll do whatever it takes. We've faced impossible odds before."

Kevin smirked, cracking his knuckles. "Yeah, sounds like a fun road trip."

Azmuth's gaze fixed on Ben. "Remember, Tennyson—the Omnitrix was never meant to be a weapon. It's a tool for peace. But now, you may have to wield it as both."

The message ended, and silence filled the room.

Ben (grinning slightly): "Looks like we've got ourselves a new mission."