It took me a long time to digest.
Ian gradually came to his senses.
"Is that why you collected everyone's souls? The souls of those beings in the collapsing
universe?" Ian asked again after a moment of contemplation.
In this regard.
Digital Tony did not give a direct answer, saying, "For those beings at multiple levels,
this is at most a decline in the level of life, but for ordinary life, it is a catastrophe."
His voice became deep and resonant.
"What do you mean? Too many people? Are they all crammed together? It's okay, we
can go find Thanos, his expertise is perfect for this." Ian guessed, but it was just a casual
guess; his intuition told him that things were definitely not that simple.
Since the other party would definitely respond, Ian chose to conserve his brainpower.
The power and cost of superintelligence were immense, and Ian generally didn't believe he
needed to use it lightly.
"If only that were all, Thanos could certainly prove him right." Digital Tony was truly
responsive to every question, and he even added a touch of dry humor to his tone.
but.
This humor also quickly subsided.
"When God is powerless to have mercy on life and suffering, we mortals must bear it
ourselves." Tony lowered his head, and his voice suddenly became a little hoarse.
"What does that mean?"
Ian continues to conserve brain cells.
Digital Tony glanced at him, still without giving a direct response, "Can you imagine
countless parallel universes of you, with memories and souls overlapping in the same
individual?"
This question directly touched on Ian's blind spot.
after all.
He firmly believed that there could never be another version of himself in any other
parallel universe of the DC universe.
"Unimaginable."
Ian shook his head honestly.
"..."
Digital Tony could obviously tell that Ian didn't want to use his brain at all. He touched
his virtual forehead speechlessly, and then directly presented Ian with scenes from the
past.
The sky is being torn apart.
The earth is also constantly collapsing.
however.
No one cares, no one offers salvation. On the twisted streets of the city, not only
humans, not only superheroes, but even cats and dogs seem to have fallen into madness.
"I remember... I remember I used to be a doctor... no, I was a firefighter... or a teacher?
Yes! I was a poor woman who went into the sex industry to make films and then had her
organs removed!"
A burly man with a stubble beard ran wildly through the street, shouting and yelling.
"Where is my daughter? Alice! Alice! It's Mommy! Don't hide! I'll take you home!" A wild
boar frantically searched for something that didn't exist.
"I remember I was an eagle⋯ no, I was the cat chasing mice⋯ I was Voldemort?"
Some people were laughing maniacally, holding sticks.
Everyone's chanting "Eat up the melon! Eat up the melon hard!"
"I am the Ultimate Captain! I am the Black and White Duo! I am the Cosmic Captain!
The Sorcerer Supreme Captain! Damn it! How do I have so many identities? Oh well,
whatever, long live Hydra!"
Captain America, clutching a Gatling gun blazing with blue flames, went on a rampage
through the streets. No one tried to stop him, as the other superheroes had also descended
into chaotic madness.
A mortal body.
How can one bear the memories of billions of individuals? A dark soul will inevitably
corrupt a pure soul. To be honest, Ian was utterly dumbfounded by this chaotic scene, his
mouth agape.
"Oh my god, what is that Hulk doing to Black Widow?!" Ian exclaimed sincerely. He had
never seen such a shocking scene in his older brother Jordan's collection of DVDs.
It's despicable.
It's utterly shameful.
But Ian refused to blink at all.
It was as if they were afraid of missing even a second, which would be a regret.
"Sorry, I forgot you're still a child." Digital Tony, still engrossed in the story, suddenly
switched the surrounding scene, leaving Ian feeling deeply regretful, as he felt many
images still lingering in his mind.
"This is the true poison from the remnants of the past! My eyes and mind have been
truly corrupted!" Ian shook his head, but the feeling still lingered.
The Hulk is truly fierce, and Black Widow is also truly... very tolerant.
at the same time.
"What's wrong with these people?! And those ridiculous volunteers have gone crazy
too?" In the switched scene, a bewildered Homelander is standing on the street, looking at
everything around him in shock.
He seemed unable to adapt to such a perverted world.
I just felt out of place.
"We have to stop these superheroes from going crazy." A person dressed in a red and
white battle suit slowly descended from the sky. Like Homelander, he was a being who
shouldn't be living in the Marvel Universe.
All‑rounder.
In short, he's another bootleg Superman, but a super bootleg Superman whose
strength is comparable to a normally grown Superman, yet without the Kryptonite
weakness.
He is much better than the people of his motherland.
So Homelander looked somewhat afraid. "I just want to find a quiet place. The mental
hospital has never asked me to cooperate, so I have no obligation to arrest these mental
patients for them."
"Besides... I don't think a mental hospital can hold so many people. Even the
psychiatrists might be insane." Homelander shrugged and prepared to slip away.
however.
But he saw Almighty sneer at him, "Look around you! Everyone's gone mad! You'll die
even if you escape into space! Do you want to slowly die of old age in the desolate
universe?"
After saying that, he rushed out and first encountered Captain America. The crazed
Captain America actually took two punches from the All‑Powerful with his head before his
skull shattered and he died.
"This is the true Captain of the Five‑Five‑One Fate, who can exchange blows with
anyone in an unscientific way."
Ian expressed his heartfelt feelings.
He watched as the All‑Powerful Man grabbed Rune King Thor, who was giving
electrotherapy to people all over the street, as if possessed by the Thunder God, and shot
straight into the universe above the sky.
at the same time.
In the holographic image, Homelander paces back and forth in the street, kicks a teddy
dog that was crying for help, and then flies up while cursing.
"After this is over, I should run for President of the United States. Everyone should be
grateful to me and have to say thank you to me every day!" Homelander burst into the air
at dozens of times the speed of sound and rushed toward the distant target.
"Every America in every world deserves a Thank You Hero of its own." Ian watched
Homelander soar into the sky.
The man had originally chosen a weaker target, Spider‑Man, who was frantically
spinning webs between tall buildings, as if trying to build a web and settle down there.
only.
Sometimes there's always a tiny bit of a gap between reality and ideals.
"Roar!"
Hulk accidentally crushed Black Widow into a pulp. He roared angrily, leaped up, and
grabbed Homelander, who was flying in the air.
"open⋯⋯"
The people of the motherland haven't finished speaking.
"Click~"
He became exactly as Ian had seen him when they first met.
The body and head were separated.
The enraged Hulk fell back to the ground.
"What a magical world! Homelander died as a superhero... My brain needs a trip to the
ICU." To be honest, this truth was far beyond Ian's imagination; his jaw was practically
dislocated from his jaw.
"When a good person completely turns bad, the bad person might not seem so bad
anymore." Tony's projection looked at the Hulk, and his slightly philosophical summary
had just finished.
"Boom~"
The Hulk, who was figuring out how to take off Homelander's pants, was suddenly
attacked from behind. He didn't even have time to react before he collapsed and died.
A large hole in the chest.
It's the one Ian saw before.
"Whose heat rays are so powerful, comparable to the might of my father god?" Ian was
shocked. He looked in the direction of the heat rays and saw a figure wearing a yellow
battle robe floating silently.
Golden energy, like flames, surrounded this person.
He is—Sentinel Robert Reynolds. Once called Marvel's bootleg Superman, possessing
the power of a million stars, he is actually Marvel's true overpowered being with limitless
power.
"It seems Stark was right."
The Sentry's face was grim as his gaze swept across the ravaged world before finally
settling on Hulk's corpse. "Stark isn't insane; it's this world that's insane."
The sentry's voice was low and calm. He slowly raised his head and looked up at the
sky. In an instant, dark clouds surged, and darkness spread like a tide, swallowing up light,
buildings, and even the air.
Everything seemed to be sealed away.
Wherever the terrifying shadow passed, everything was swallowed up by the darkness.
Even the Sentinel himself was no exception, though the man showed no emotion.
"I hope you can continue to do things the right way."
Before being completely swallowed up.
The sentry's fading face whispered something.
I don't know if it's a coincidence.
His gaze finally settled on the spot where the digital Tony virtual projection was
standing—Ian waved his hand, but found that the other's eyes did not turn.
However, this did not affect his performance.
"He agreed! I just asked if I could touch his body! He agreed! Quick! Get his body out of
here!" Ian immediately looked at the digital Tony beside him.
"?????"
Digital Tony was completely bewildered.
"I said it in my heart, and he agreed in his heart. You have to believe in the Sentinel.
He has this ability to transcend time and space. He is the real sun in my heart."
The boy's voice was firm and resonant.
Absolutely certain.
Brothers, please give me some monthly tickets! Monthly tickets will accumulate and
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