Chapter 306: The Hive in the Quantum Realm
Chu Hang raised his hand, and a soft yet undeniable golden light screen spread from his palm, gently enveloping Peter Parker and T'Challa like ripples.
The moment the light screen touched the ground, a silent purification began.
Within a hundred-meter radius, the black spores floating in the air and emitting an ominous aura, the rotting mycelium crawling on the ground, and even the bloody stench that seemed to have seeped deep into their Souls were all completely erased in an instant, vanishing without a trace.
Peter Parker stood frozen in place and blankly took off his mask.
He took a greedy, deep breath; the long-lost, pure, clean air rushed into his lungs, giving him a sense of happiness that was almost dizzying.
He had struggled in this living hell for too long, so long that he had almost forgotten that breathing itself could be a pleasure rather than a torment.
T'Challa's reaction was even swifter. He knelt on one knee, his Black Panther armor emitting a faint hum as nano-metal flowed across his fingertips, touching the purified soil. The armor's built-in sensors were frantically refreshing data.
"The virus concentration in this area... has dropped to zero." T'Challa looked up, his Vibranium faceplate slowly retracting to reveal a face etched with exhaustion and shock. "How did you do it?"
"A small trick." Chu Hang's reply was nonchalant. His attention didn't linger much on the two survivors, but was focused on the land beneath his feet, which he had reshaped with Law Power. Within his Law Domain, he was the only rule. The virus was not allowed to exist, so it ceased to exist.
He withdrew his gaze and looked at the two of them. "Tell me about the situation on your end."
Peter and T'Challa exchanged a look; a flash of deep sorrow crossed the latter's eyes as he nodded slightly, indicating he would speak.
"It all... started with Ant-Man." T'Challa's voice was low and raspy, as if every word carried painful memories. "When Dr. Hank Pym was looking for his wife, Janet, in the Quantum Realm, he came into contact with something... we still don't know what it was. When he returned, the infection had already begun."
"Then it was the Wasp, Hope," Peter took over, his voice trembling slightly. "Next was the entire Pym Technologies, then San Francisco, then..." He stopped abruptly, his eyes reddening instantly, his voice choking up. "Then it was everyone."
Chu Hang said nothing, just listening quietly; his silence gave the narrator space to continue.
"The Avengers responded immediately," T'Challacontinued, his tone filled with powerlessness. "But the virus's spread was far faster than we imagined. The infected didn't just turn into bloodthirsty monsters; they retained their former abilities and intelligence, only twisted into the purest hunger."
"Zombie Iron Man's energy cannons, Zombie Captain America's shield, Zombie Thor's stormbreaker..." Peter's voice grew lower, like he was reciting a Death list. "We fell one by one. Finally... even The Observer was devoured by them."
Chu Hang's brow twitched imperceptibly. The Observers, that group of cosmic deities who swore to only observe and not interfere, possessed near-omniscient perspective and perception.
They could actually be eaten?
"What does a Watcher's flesh taste like?" Chu Hangsuddenly asked.
This question stunned both Peter and T'Challa, who failed to keep up with his jumping train of thought for a moment.
"I mean," Chu Hang waved his hand and corrected himself, "after devouring The Observer, what changes occurred in those zombies?"
"They... became smarter, or rather, more 'farsighted'." A deep fear seeped into T'Challa's voice. "They were no longer a chaotic horde but began to act in an organized and planned manner. They started... looking for entrances to other Universes."
Chu Hang's brow furrowed even tighter. Devouring a Watcher meant not only gaining their vast knowledge but also inheriting that sense of coordinates for discerning the Multiverse. This was the fundamental reason why this plague could spread across dimensions.
"How many of you are left?" he asked.
Peter and T'Challa looked at each other again, their eyes filled with endless bitterness.
"Before finding this shelter, there were a few more... but now," Peter's voice was as light as a sigh, "it's just the two of us."
Chu Hang didn't ask further about the stories of the deceased; the tragedies of the apocalypse were all much the same.
He took out the Pym Particle regulator he had obtained from the Zombie Wasp from his storage space and weighed it in his palm.
The regulator's casing had been eroded by black mycelial patterns, but the core module was still faintly functioning.
"I'm going to the Quantum Realm," Chu Hang announced. "The source of the virus is there."
"What?!" T'Challa's voice rose sharply. "Are you crazy? Hank Pym brought this disaster back from there!"
"So, I'm going to uproot it." Chu Hang's tone was as flat as if he were stating a foregone conclusion.
Peter opened his mouth, wanting to say something to dissuade him, but seeing the faint golden halo around this black-haired man, he swallowed his words.
A man who could purify hell with a wave of his hand—his power had perhaps already exceeded his own understanding.
"You two stay here."
Chu Hang raised his hand, and the golden Law Domainsilently expanded outward, completely covering a one-kilometer radius.
"Until I return, this place is absolutely safe."
Before his voice had finished fading, he had already activated the regulator in his hand. Pym Particle energy surged, attempting to fold the space around him on a microscopic level.
However, the moment these particles touched Chu Hang's body, they were captured, analyzed, and reprogrammed by his even grander Law Power.
They were no longer crude spatial folding tools but had become a precise key, opening the door to the Quantum Realm for him.
His body shrank rapidly, from one meter to ten centimeters, then to one millimeter, one micron... The World around him magnified in an inconceivable way; molecules, atoms, and quarks turned into magnificent and massive Planets, whistling past him.
The next moment, he broke through the boundaries of Reality and plunged into the Quantum Realm.
There was no concept of time or space here, only endless chaotic light and shadow and distorted energy flows. Any mortal would instantly lose their mind here.
But to Chu Hang, this was just another landscape that needed to be interpreted.
He closed his eyes, and his vast Spirit power spread out like a spiderweb, precisely capturing the black trails left by the contaminated Pym Particles in the quantum dimension.
These trails were like blood vessels leading to the abyss, converging from all directions toward the same dark center.
Chu Hang opened his eyes, his form turning into a streak of light as he sped toward that direction.
He traversed layers of illusions composed of quantum foam, passed countless possibilities of superposition states, and finally arrived at the deepest part of the Quantum Realm.
A huge, pulsating black sphere suspended in the chaos.
No, that wasn't a sphere. It was a Hive, a living Hivecomposed of pure dark matter and distorted biological tissue.
Countless thick black tentacles extended from the Hive's surface, piercing the barriers of the quantum dimension and greedily reaching toward every corner of the Multiverse; every slight tremor was as if it were sucking on something invisible.
At the core of the Hive, Chu Hang saw an imprisoned humanoid silhouette.
It had once been a woman. Her body had completely merged with the black matter, with only her face still vaguely retaining human features.
Her eyes were hollow and lifeless, yet the corners of her mouth were curled into an eerie, bone-chilling smile.
Janet van Dyne. The original Wasp, a legend who had been missing in the Quantum Realm for thirty years, was now the matrix and core of this plague sweeping across the Multiverse.
Chu Hang's gaze pierced through layers of obstacles, and his Spirit power, like the sharpest surgical knife, precisely analyzed the core structure of the Hive. He saw the truth.
Janet's consciousness had not perished; on the contrary, it had been infinitely magnified, establishing quantum entanglement with the lives of countless parallel Worlds through those tentacles connecting the Multiverse.
She wasn't spreading a virus; she was conducting an unprecedented harvest.
Every tentacle was extracting an extremely abstract concept from other Universes—"Sense of Existence."
Infected lives would gradually lose their self-awareness, forgetting their past, present, and future, eventually becoming walking corpses with only the instinct to feed.
And the part of themselves they lost all flowed along the channels of quantum entanglement, converging into this Hive, nourishing the void behind it.
Chu Hang understood instantly. The reason the remnants of the Anti-Monitor could evolve such an eerie plague was precisely because it itself represented the void, the opposite of existence.
This Hive wasn't creating zombies; it was creating non-existence. It wanted to erase the concept of existence from the entire Multiverse and drag it into the eternal abyss of the void.
"Interesting," Chu Hang whispered to himself.
He raised his hand, and fourteen distinct yet echoing Law Powers converged and blended in his palm, finally forming a perfect energy closed loop.
Existence and void, after he grasped the essence of the Anti-Monitor, had become concepts he could swap at will.
The Hive is harvesting the sense of existence? Then he would completely reverse the process.
"Existence Displacement."
A miniature Sun bloomed in Chu Hang's palm, its golden light instantly illuminating this quantum abyss.
"—No!!!"
A sharp, androgynous roar exploded in Chu Hang's mind.
That wasn't a sound, but a mental roar emitted by Janet at the core of the Hive, or rather, the will that had occupied her body.
Accompanying the roar was the despair, pain, and resentment of billions upon billions of devoured beings, converging into a void torrent powerful enough to crush any sanity, attempting to drag Chu Hang into that abyss of non-existence as well.
Chu Hang's eyes didn't flicker in the slightest; facing this mental shock, he only gave a faint evaluation: "Noisy."
His will was indestructible; this mental torrent slammed into his mental barrier and was completely crushed without even causing a ripple.
The golden light spread irresistibly. The moment those black tentacles touched the light, they trembled and curled violently like worms touched by a branding iron.
The sense of existence they had sucked from various Universes was forcibly stripped away, surging back along the channels they came from like a bursting flood.
"What... are you doing..." That voice, mixed with countless noises, sounded intermittently, filled with unbelievable horror.
"Helping you lose weight," Chu Hang replied in a relaxed tone. "You've eaten too much and have indigestion."
He increased the power of the Existence Displacement.
The collapse of the Hive began. The tentacles extending toward the Multiverse couldn't withstand this reversed torrent and exploded and snapped one after another; the black matter rapidly dissolved under the illumination of the golden light, turning into the purest void, and then being filled and annihilated by the concept of existence.
Janet's body twisted violently at the core of the Hive; the massive concept of the void that had been forcibly stuffed into her was being extracted and purified by Chu Hang bit by bit.
That former superhero was now just an empty shell thoroughly eroded by darkness; in her final wails, she, along with the entire Hive, turned into a handful of black dust and completely dissipated in the golden light.
The virus matrix that had plagued countless parallel Universes was casually erased.
Chapter 307: Restarting the Era: Words as Law
When Chu Hang stepped out of the chaos of the Quantum Realm, he was treading upon a corpse that was more than half-decayed.
He glanced down and recognized a middle-aged man wearing a police uniform; the police badge on his chest still stubbornly reflected a sliver of light under the gloomy sky. However, everything above his neck had long since been gnawed away, leaving only bleached white bone.
The New York sky was leaden gray, and the air was thick with the sickening stench of rotting flesh mixed with gunpowder smoke.
In the distance, the Empire State Building stood like a broken scepter, with only half of its structure remaining.
The torch held high by the Statue of Liberty was nowhere to be found; that bare arm pointed toward the deathly silent firmament like a voiceless accusation.
This city was finished.
No, it was far more than just this city.
Chu Hang's Spirit spread outward like an invisible tide, instantaneously covering the North American continent, followed by South America, Europe, Asia... until it enveloped the entire Earth.
Everywhere it reached was the same apocalyptic scene.
Ruins, corpses, and monsters that were once called "human" wandering among the remains of civilization.
Chu Hang stood silently amidst this devastation, his gaze as calm as it was cold.
He was pondering a question.
Was there still a need to clean it up?
Even though he had already traced the origin within the Quantum Realm and completely erased the source of the virus, so what?
This World was already dead. Billions of people had been reduced to the walking dead, and the embers of civilization were nearly extinguished.
Even if he slaughtered every last zombie, the remaining survivors would be nothing more than people struggling to survive amidst the ruins.
This was not the result he wanted.
Chu Hang looked up, staring at the gray sky, as a meaningful curve slowly curled at the corner of his mouth.
Cleaning up is too much trouble.
Better to just start over.
He slowly opened his arms, as if to embrace this broken World.
In an instant, golden light bloomed from within his body.
That light was faint at first, like the first glimmer of dawn before daybreak.
But within a few short breaths, it suddenly blazed with thousands of rays of brilliance, as if a Sun had been ignited and risen within his chest.
"Watch out!" T'Challa barked, shielding his eyes with his arm at the same time as Peter Parker.
However, that golden light seemed capable of penetrating all physical barriers, shining directly into the depths of their Souls.
Both of them shuddered, feeling an ineffable and mighty power.
That power was as vast as a sea of stars and as deep as the abyss, as if the pulse of the entire Universe was beating under that man's control.
The golden light continued to spread like flowing mercury, passing over ruins, sweeping through streets, and engulfing all of Manhattan.
It was like an infinite net, extending in all directions with Chu Hang as the center.
Wherever the light reached, those staggering, wandering zombies suddenly froze in their tracks.
They lifted their rotted heads, and within their empty eye sockets, a hint of unprecedented confusion seemed to flash.
Immediately afterward, they began to scream.
It was a shrill howl of extreme desperation and pain, as if something rooted in the very essence of Life was being forcibly stripped from their bodies.
Through the gaps between his fingers, Peter Parkerwatched in horror as the tangled black veins on the zombies rapidly receded, their rotting and decaying flesh healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and crystal-clear eyeballs actually regrew within those empty sockets!
"This... this is impossible..." Peter muttered to himself, his mind a complete blank.
He had struggled in this living hell for too long and witnessed too much Death and despair; he had long since carved a single fact into his very marrow:
The infected were irreversible. They were dead, completely and utterly dead.
Yet this miraculous scene before his eyes was subverting his entire understanding.
"It's not healing," T'Challa's voice carried an uncontrollable tremor. His Vibranium armor was analyzing the surrounding energy readings, but all the data had gone off the charts, leaving only a chaotic buzzing. "This is... this is rewriting Reality!"
The wave of golden light did not stop; it surged past New York and across the Americas like a decree of creation, sweeping over the entire Earth. Before this sacred tide, all zombies were purified amidst their wails, all viruses were dissolved at their source, and all Death seemed to be meeting an opportunity for reversal.
Chu Hang stood at the center of the light, his eyes having turned into pure gold, within which stars seemed to circulate and Universes were born and destroyed.
At that very moment, deep within the void, a twisted remnant of will sensed this power that was sufficient to subvert the rules.
That was the final imprint left in this Universe by the Anti-Monitor.
It let out a silent roar of fury; since it could not stop him, it would take him down with it!
It began to burn itself frantically, attempting to detonate the origin of this Universe.
Peter and T'Challa were completely unaware of this; they only saw Chu Hang's expression flicker slightly, as if he had heard some amusing joke, the curve of his mouth deepening.
"Perish together?"
Chu Hang's voice was very soft, yet it clearly penetrated the dimensions and entered the perception of that remnant will.
"If it were your main body, I might give you some leeway, but a mere remnant will thinks it's worthy?"
He opened his mouth and uttered only two words.
"Greed."
Concept of Greed, activate! Chu Hang's Inner Universewas like the gaping maw of a long-dormant abyss, fully baring its fangs at this moment.
That destructive energy, sufficient to blast the entire Universe back into a singularity, was swallowed whole like a stone dropped into the ocean the moment it touched his domain, consumed by a bottomless vortex without even stirring a single ripple.
The Anti-Monitor's remnant will let out a shriek filled with horror and incomprehension. It felt itself being eaten.
Chu Hang closed his eyes, enjoying this feast.
The power of the Universe's origin and the void concept dregs of the Anti-Monitor surged and fused within his Inner Universe, turning into the purest nourishment.
When he opened his eyes again, that remnant will had completely dissipated, leaving only a venomous curse echoing on the concept layer: "the greedy one... when my main body descends... you and everything you cherish... shall turn to nothingness..."
Chu Hang was unconcerned. He raised his hand and examined his palm. The golden light from the fusion of the fourteen Law Powers flowed beneath his skin like sacred blood, constructing a perfect closed loop. He now possessed the authority to define the Reality of this Universe.
Here, he was the rule.
Chu Hang took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.
He opened his mouth and spoke his first sentence. His voice was not loud, yet it was like a divine decree, echoing simultaneously in every corner and every atom of the entire Universe.
"The zombie virus has never existed."
Those words, like the sound of creation, directly performed a mandatory rewrite of the underlying logic of this Universe.
The rules were redefined.
It was as if this Universe had never contained such a thing since the moment of its birth.
Peter Parker and T'Challa simultaneously felt their bodies grow light; the old injuries from long-term combat and the trace infections hidden from contact with zombies were wiped clean in an instant.
They looked down at their hands; those hands, once stained with blood and filth, were now as clean as new.
But this was only the beginning.
Chu Hang spoke again, his voice flat yet carrying an unquestionable majesty.
"The lives that perished due to the virus are redefined as the living."
This time, the golden light became even more brilliant and dazzling.
Wherever the light reached, those cold corpses lying on the ground began to undergo Earth-shattering changes.
Rotting flesh healed, white bones grew muscle, and hearts that had stopped began to beat once more!
Peter's gaze suddenly locked onto a spot not far away, where the body that was once the zombie Captain Americawas restoring to its original state at an incredible speed. That rotted face regained its resolve, and those empty eyes were reignited with Spirit.
Steve Rogers sat up abruptly, looking around blankly, his eyes confused. "I... I feel like I had a very, very long nightmare."
"Steve?" Peter's voice was raspy and tearful; he stumbled forward, wanting to approach but not daring to believe his eyes.
Immediately after, he saw another figure. That armor, which had once been gnawed beyond recognition, was reassembling, and the body within the suit was reviving.
Tony Stark opened his eyes, a signature look of confusion and banter on his face: "Hey, kid, did we miss the party?"
Peter could no longer hold it back, and tears streamed down his face.
T'Challa's clenched fists trembled slightly from excessive force; he saw them—those Wakanda warriors who had sacrificed themselves in the Battle of New York were standing up one by one, reforming their ranks and casting inquiring gazes toward him.
The same scene was playing out all across the globe. Billions of lives that had passed away were, at this moment, being forcibly pulled back from the kingdom of Death. They did not remember the disaster, nor did they remember the blood and terror; they only vaguely recalled as if they had slept for a long time, and at the end of that blurred memory, there was a golden silhouette standing at the center of the light.
Chu Hang slowly withdrew his power.
The golden light faded, the sky returned to a deep blue, and warm sunlight spilled over this reborn land.
Words as Law; I am the rule. This was the power of the peak of the Single Universe level.
He turned around and looked at the two survivors who were still immersed in a state of massive shock.
Peter and T'Challa were staring dumbfoundedly at this resurrected World, at their former comrades and loved ones; the wild joy of surviving a disaster and a sense of bewilderment were intertwined on their faces.
"Remember my words," Chu Hang's voice roused them from their daze. "This Universe has been restarted, but the threat has not disappeared."
He raised his hand and easily tore open a rift leading to the Main Universe in the void.
"Tell your Avengers to be prepared."
He stepped into the rift, his silhouette gradually blurring on the other side of the light gate.
Only a single sentence remained, echoing clearly in the reborn air.
"Next time, I might... not arrive so timely."
Chapter 308: The Observers Appear
Chu Hang's figure appeared in the sky above the Avengers Base. After landing, he casually closed the Spatial Riftbehind him.
He glanced at everyone present, a slight smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.
Before he could even speak, an aged voice echoed from the void.
It didn't come from any specific direction; it resonated directly within everyone's minds.
"the greedy one."
Chu Hang raised an eyebrow.
"Your actions have severely disrupted the entropy balanceof the Multiverse."
The sky above the Base began to distort.
A massive blue figure condensed in the void—
A bald head, white eyes without pupils, and a white robe.
The Observer.
Not just one.
A second, a third, a fourth... twelve.
The spectral images of twelve Observers appeared in the sky simultaneously, placing the entire Base under their gaze.
The leading Observer looked down at Chu Hang, his voice rolling like thunder:
"You restarted the timeline of a Universe, erased the Deathrecords of billions of lives, and forcibly rewrote the law of causality."
"Such behavior must be judged."
Chu Hang stood where he was, looking up at the twelve behemoths in the sky.
He laughed.
"Judged?"
His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly transmitted into the consciousness of every Observer.
"You bunch of guys who only know how to watch the show, do you even deserve to judge me?"
A flash of anger crossed the leading Observer's eyes, but it was quickly suppressed.
Having existed for billions of years and witnessed the birth and destruction of countless Universes, they had long ago learned not to be swayed by emotions.
"You do not understand what you have done."
The voice remained calm, but there was a hint of urgency.
"You restarted the timeline of a Universe and erased the Death records of billions of lives."
"This behavior has severely disrupted the entropy balanceof the Multiverse."
"entropy balance?"
Chu Hang raised an eyebrow.
"Every Universe has its fixed entropy increase trajectory."
"The birth and Death of Life, the rise and fall of civilizations—all are part of this trajectory."
"By forcibly reversing the Death process of a Universe, you have added a weight that shouldn't exist to the scales of the Multiverse."
"And so?"
Chu Hang's tone was as casual as if he were discussing what to have for lunch.
"Therefore, you must accept judgment."
The Observer's voice grew stern.
"Either you voluntarily surrender the portion of power you gained when you restarted the Universe,"
"Or we will execute a Dimensional Banishment upon you."
Tony looked at the twelve behemoths in the sky, his expression turning extremely grim.
"Chu Hang, what's the deal with these guys?"
"The Observers."
Strange's voice came from the side, his expression equally unpleasant.
"One of the oldest races in the Universe. Their duty is to observe everything and record everything, but never to intervene. This is their ironclad rule that has existed for billions of years."
"Then what are they doing now?"
Tony frowned.
"They've made an exception."
Strange took a deep breath.
"In the entire history of the Multiverse, the number of things that could make The Observer break their rules can be counted on one hand."
Listening to their conversation, Chu Hang's smile deepened.
He looked up, staring directly at the leading Observer.
"How long have you been observing me?"
The Observer was silent for a moment.
"Since you first displayed your special abilities."
Chu Hang nodded.
"So it's been over eighty years."
"For over eighty years, you've been watching me."
"Watching me go from an ordinary person to what I am now."
"Watching me struggle to survive on the battlefields of World War II, watching me sleep in a glacier for decades, watching me walk step by step to this day."
His voice was calm, but the pressure within it made everyone present feel suffocated.
"For over eighty years, you did nothing."
"Just watching, recording, like a group of high and mighty gods looking down on the struggles of ants."
The Observers' expressions remained calm, but Chu Hangnoticed their figures stiffen slightly.
"And now, just because I did something you didn't like, you jump out?"
Chu Hang's smile vanished, replaced by a cold, intimidating pressure.
"Who do you think you are?"
The twelve Observers in the sky moved simultaneously.
Their hands were raised, and an ancient and powerful force began to condense in the void.
The precursor to Dimensional Banishment—
Once completed, Chu Hang would be banished from this Universe forever, exiled into the cracks of the Multiverse.
But Chu Hang was faster than them.
A golden light flashed in his eyes, and the Concept of Greed within his body was fully activated.
"Since you love watching the show so much—"
Chu Hang's voice echoed throughout the entire Universe.
"Then I'll let you see clearly what true power looks like."
The gates to his Inner Universe swung open.
It wasn't a simple energy vortex, but a real, complete miniature Universe with its own operating laws.
Fourteen types of Law Power intertwined and operated within it, forming an abyss capable of swallowing stars.
The twelve Observers simultaneously launched the Dimensional Banishment.
Silvery-white light converged from twelve directions, attempting to completely erase Chu Hang from this Universe.
The moment those lights touched the golden halo around Chu Hang—
They vanished.
The leading Observer's expression finally changed.
Impossible.
For the first time, his voice faltered.
"Dimensional Banishment is our race's most ancient authority; no existence can resist it."
Chu Hang raised his hand, and a ball of silvery-white light appeared in his palm.
It was exactly the power of Dimensional Banishment that The Observers had just unleashed.
"Your authority is mine now."
[Copy]
This word echoed in the consciousness of The Observers.
They finally understood where this man's most terrifying aspect lay.
He wasn't resisting their power.
He was acquiring their authority.
Chu Hang gave them no time to react.
His spiritual power, like countless invisible tentacles, simultaneously locked onto the coordinates of all twelve Observers.
The Concept of Greed operated at full capacity, beginning to forcibly analyze the core authority they possessed.
Observing All Things.
This was the foundation of The Observer race's existence, the basis upon which they could perceive all the secrets of the Multiverse.
The leading Observer felt his very origin being torn by an irresistible force.
It felt as if someone were peeling away his Soul, extracting the foundation of his existence bit by bit.
"Stop!"
He let out a roar.
"You don't know what you're doing!"
"Of course I know."
Chu Hang smiled, a hint of mockery in his expression.
"I'm committing a robbery, loser!"
The devouring intensity increased.
The figures of the twelve Observers began to turn illusory, their power draining at a visible rate.
Several weaker Observers had already begun to disintegrate, turning into specks of starlight and dissipating into the void.
"You will regret this!"
The leading Observer struggled desperately.
"The reason we wanted to erase you wasn't because you restarted that Universe, but because your actions repaired a critical loophole!"
Chu Hang's movements paused slightly.
"What loophole?"
"The passage for the Anti-Monitor to invade the Multiverse!"
The Observer's voice was filled with despair.
"That Zombie Universe itself was a node eroded by the Anti-Monitor; its existence was a bridge for the Anti-Monitor to infiltrate the Positive Matter Universe!"
"By restarting that Universe, you've essentially cut off one of the Anti-Monitor's tentacles!"
Chu Hang raised an eyebrow.
"Isn't that a good thing?"
"A good thing?"
The Observer gave a bitter laugh.
"Do you think the Anti-Monitor will just let it go?"
"Do you think those ancient existences will allow someone to disrupt their plans?"
"You've been targeted, the greedy one!"
"From the moment you restarted that Universe, you became the number one target for the Anti-Monitor and those ancient existences!"
Chu Hang was silent for a moment.
Then he smiled.
"So what?"
The devouring power intensified once more.
The leading Observer let out a despairing roar as his figure shrank rapidly, his origin being frantically absorbed by Chu Hang's Inner Universe.
At the final moment before his consciousness dissipated, he forcibly poured all the information he had observed over billions of years into Chu Hang's mind in a near-suicidal manner.
"Since you want the authority to Observe All Things, then bear its cost!"
Countless images flooded in like a tide.
The full picture of the Multiverse.
The birth and destruction of countless parallel Worlds.
Those ancient existences hidden in the depths of dimensions.
And a figure imprisoned in a time cage.
Purple armor, his face different from all the Kangs he had seen, his eyes revealing a weariness and despair that transcended time.
That Kang's lips were moving.
Chu Hang read his lip movements.
"He's coming."
Then, the final image.
At the edge of the DC Universe, a star system was being swallowed by darkness.
Countless stars were extinguished in that darkness, and countless civilizations perished.
And at the center of that darkness, a figure so massive it defied description was slowly taking shape.
The Anti-Monitor.
His main body was descending.
Chu Hang opened his eyes.
He stood on the ruins of the Avengers Base; the surroundings were a mess.
The aftershocks of the battle just now had overturned the entire Base. Fragments of Tony's armor were scattered everywhere, and Strange's cloak was automatically repairing the wounds on its Master's body.
But no one cared about that.
Everyone was looking at Chu Hang.
His eyes had changed.
Those once pitch-black pupils now flickered with a Strangesilvery-white light.
It was the external manifestation of the authority to Observe All Things operating within him.
Wanda tightly held Chu Hang's hand.
She could feel that her lover was undergoing some kind of transformation.
It felt like watching a star collapse into a black hole right before her eyes.
Both terrifying and awe-inspiring.
Chu Hang didn't speak.
He was digesting those images.
The billions of years of memories from The Observer were too vast; even he needed time to organize them.
But several key pieces of information were already deeply etched into his mind.
First, the Anti-Monitor's main body was awakening.
That existence, too massive to describe, was devouring everything at the edge of the DC Universe.
Second, the Kang imprisoned in the time cage seemed to know some critical information.
He said he was coming, but who was "he"?
The Anti-Monitor? Or something else?
Third, The Observers were eager to erase him not just because of the entropy balance.
In the depths of those memory fragments, Chu Hangvaguely perceived some even older and more secretive existences.
They hid in the shadows of the Multiverse, manipulating everything.
The Observers were merely pawns.
The real players had yet to show their faces.
Chu Hang took a deep breath, temporarily pushing down those chaotic thoughts.
He turned and looked at his comrades.
Tony, Strange, Thor, Wanda, Clark... these people had followed him through Life and Death, fighting from the Infinity War until now.
They deserved to know the truth.
"The Anti-Monitor is coming."
His voice was calm, but the information within it made everyone's expressions change.
"Not a clone, not a projection."
He raised his hand, silvery-white light condensing in his palm to form an image.
The scene at the edge of the DC Universe.
Countless stars extinguishing in the darkness, countless civilizations perishing.
And at the center of that darkness, a figure massive enough to swallow an entire galaxy was slowly taking shape.
"This is what I just saw from The Observer's memories."
There was no fear in Chu Hang's voice, only a near-cold calmness.
"Our time is running out."
Chapter 309: Expedition to DC
Chu Hang raised his right hand, his fingers spread wide.
A silvery-white light rose from his palm, rapidly spreading in mid-air to form a massive light screen dozens of meters in diameter.
What appeared on the light screen was not a star map of the Milky Way Galaxy, nor was it a star map of the Marvel Universe.
It was a panoramic view of the entire Multiverse.
Countless points of light flickered, each representing an independent Universe.
They were densely packed, like stars in the night sky, too many to count.
Tony's pupils shrank suddenly.
He prided himself on being well-traveled and knowledgeable, but at this moment, he couldn't help but gasp.
Strange's expression was equally solemn.
The Sorcerer Supreme already had an understanding of the Multiverse, but seeing this panoramic view with his own eyes still made his head spin.
It was too vast.
So vast it was despair-inducing.
Chu Hang tapped a point on the star map, and the image instantly zoomed in, focusing on the edge of the DC Universe.
Where there should have been a brilliant galaxy, it was shrouded in a pitch-black shadow.
That shadow was expanding at a visible rate, devouring everything around it.
Stars were extinguished, planets disintegrated, and the entire star sector was being eroded by darkness.
Clark's body jolted violently.
He felt it.
The wailing of his home Universe.
Countless Life perished in that darkness, and countless civilizations were annihilated.
That pain and despair crossed dimensional barriers, directly impacting his Soul.
His eyes turned red, and his fists clenched until they cracked.
Chu Hang glanced at him sideways.
A surge of Spirit power quietly seeped in, helping him stabilize his churning emotions.
Clark took a deep breath, barely suppressing his anger, his voice hoarse:
"I want to go back."
Chu Hang nodded.
He had already expected Clark to say this.
If it were him, watching his own home being devoured by darkness, he wouldn't be able to sit still either.
But now was not the time.
The concept layer within Clark had just stabilized; taking action rashly under such emotional volatility could easily lead to problems.
"Thanks."
Clark's voice grew calmer.
Chu Hang waved his hand, his attention returning to the star map.
With a swipe of his finger, the image zoomed in again, focusing on the core area of the darkness.
An indescribably massive figure was slowly taking shape there.
It had no fixed form, just a mass of churning darkness.
But the aura emanating from that mass of darkness made everyone present feel suffocated.
It was a pressure that transcended the physical level, acting directly on the Soul, acting on the essence of existence.
Tony's face turned pale, and his arc reactor was trembling.
Strange's brow was furrowed tightly, and the Divine Eyebetween his brows flickered wildly.
Thor gripped stormbreaker tightly, his knuckles turning white.
Wanda instinctively moved closer to Chu Hang, the Chaos Magic within her body restlessly churning by instinct.
Only Chu Hang stood his ground, his expression calm.
Silvery-white light flashed in his eyes as the authority to observe all things was activated.
The pressure that attempted to erode everyone's Spiritwas completely neutralized the moment it touched him.
A faint silver light spread from him, enveloping everyone.
The pressure vanished.
Tony let out a long breath, like surfacing from underwater:
"Is this the main body of the Anti-Monitor?"
Chu Hang didn't answer immediately.
He pulled up a piece of information extracted from The Observer's memories, extremely ancient—so ancient that even The Observer himself didn't know its source.
"That's right."
His voice rang in everyone's ears.
"The ultimate threat to the Multiverse."
He paused.
"But it is not a simple Destroyer."
The star map image changed, showing a blurred sequence—countless Universes being born and destroyed in an endless cycle.
And behind those images, a larger, more indistinct existence was vaguely visible.
Even more ancient and powerful than the Anti-Monitor.
It had no form, no will, only a pure concept.
Chu Hang's voice lowered:
"Deep within The Observer's memories, I found a name."
He looked up, his gaze sweeping over everyone.
"Beyonders."
The moment this name was spoken, the entire Avengers Base seemed to tremble.
"The Anti-Monitor is merely their tool."
Chu Hang's voice was calm, but the information sent a chill through everyone.
"The Great Purge of the Multiverse is their true purpose."
Beyonders.
The name was like a massive boulder dropped into a calm lake.
Tony's face looked grim.
He was a scientist who believed in causality and logic.
But now someone was telling him that there was a higher level of existence behind the Multiverse controlling everything?
This made him feel a bone-deep sense of helplessness.
Strange's brow furrowed even tighter.
As the Sorcerer Supreme, he had encountered countless dimensional secrets and various gods and demons in his heritage.
But the concept of Beyonders still exceeded his scope of knowledge.
Thor gripped stormbreaker tightly.
He was the king of Asgard and once thought he stood at the top of the Universe.
Now it seemed that everything he knew was just the tip of the iceberg.
Only Chu Hang maintained that reassuring calmness.
He slid his finger across the star map, and the image changed again, showing an even more ancient memory.
The beginning of the birth of The Observer's race.
In that era, the Multiverse was still very young, with countless Universes constantly being born and bursting like bubbles.
And outside those bubbles was a boundless void.
In the void, something was watching everything.
No form, no will, just pure existence.
Older than any god, deeper than any concept.
That was Beyonders.
Or rather, Beyond itself.
"In The Observer's memories, information about Beyonders is very vague."
Chu Hang said,
"They only know that the Anti-Monitor is a tool of Beyonders, responsible for carrying out the Great Purge of the Multiverse."
"The Great Purge?"
Tony's voice was hoarse.
Chu Hang nodded:
"Every so often, when the entropy of the Multiversereaches a certain critical point, Beyonders send out the Anti-Monitor to clear away Universes that do not comply with the rules."
His gaze swept over everyone.
"And we, clearly, have been placed on the purge list."
Silence.
A deathly silence.
Just then, a Strange fluctuation came from within Chu Hang.
Feedback from the Inner Universe.
He closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking deep into the Inner Universe.
In that miniature Universe constructed of fourteen laws, the Void Walkers were undergoing a change.
These Life forms, fused from Void Power and Phoenix Fire, were originally simple energy constructs.
But at this moment, they were frantically absorbing the antimatter energy residues leaking in from the outside.
They were evolving.
More accurately, they were adapting.
Chu Hang opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth curling slightly.
"Interesting."
Tony noticed his change in expression:
"What is it?"
Chu Hang shook his head and didn't explain.
The change in the Void Walkers showed him a possibility.
These beings born of the void might naturally be the nemesis of the Anti-Monitor.
But now was not the time to reveal the answer.
He raised his hand, the star map dissipated, replaced by a massive Spatial Rift.
Hundreds of meters wide, its edges flickering with golden light, the interior was a chaotic dimensional tunnel.
"Prepare to set out."
He looked at Clark.
"Your home is waiting for you."
Clark took a deep breath, the red light in his eyes completely fading, replaced by a firm determination.
Silvery-white light surged from his body, enveloping him entirely.
Silver Superman form, a concept layer power awakened in the Dead Universe.
"I will make the Anti-Monitor pay the price."
His voice was calm, but the killing intent it contained made the air turn cold.
Chu Hang nodded and turned to the others.
"Tony, I've upgraded your armor; it can function normally in an antimatter environment. Strange, the power of the Vishanti is enough to protect you. Thor, the Infinity Stonesin stormbreaker will provide you with sufficient energy."
His gaze fell upon Steve and Natasha.
"As for the two of you—"
He raised his hand, and two beams of golden light fell upon them respectively.
Concept Armor.
A protection condensed from Law Power, allowing ordinary people to survive in an antimatter Universe.
Steve felt a warm power enveloping him, and his shieldalso began to glow with a faint golden light.
"Thanks."
Chu Hang didn't respond, turning toward the Spatial Rift.
His silhouette appeared exceptionally tall amidst the golden light.
"Let's go."
The edges of the rift flickered with unstable light, the laws of the two Universes colliding violently.
Chu Hang stood before the rift, his back to everyone.
In the Inner Universe, after sensing the antimatter aura from the other side of the rift, the Void Walkers frantically absorbed and evolved.
These beings born of the void seemed to naturally have a certain affinity for antimatter.
In future battles, they might be of great use.
But now was not the time to study this.
He turned around, his gaze sweeping over everyone.
Tony's armor completed its final self-check, nanoparticles flowing and emitting a faint golden light—that was the residue of the Phoenix Force Chu Hang had injected.
Strange's eye of agamotto floated before his chest, the power of the Vishanti forming a shimmering golden shieldaround him.
Thor held stormbreaker, the six Infinity Stones emitting a soft light.
Battle intent burned in his eyes; the God of Thunder of Asgard never feared any enemy.
Clark had fully entered his Silver Superman form, his eyes staring straight into the depths of the rift—there lay his home, the World he was sworn to protect.
Steve and Natasha stood together, their Concept Armoremitting a faint golden light.
Although their strength was at the bottom of this team, no one dared to underestimate them.
Captain America never won by strength alone.
Wanda stood by Chu Hang's side, Chaos Magic dancing at her fingertips.
She didn't speak, but simply gave his hand a gentle squeeze.
Chu Hang squeezed back and then let go.
"Are you ready?"
No one answered, but everyone took a step forward.
That was the answer.
Chu Hang turned, facing the Spatial Rift.
In his silvery-white pupils, the star sector on the other side of the rift being devoured by darkness was reflected.
In the deepest part of the darkness, an unimaginably massive figure was slowly taking shape.
Chu Hang withdrew his gaze, the corners of his mouth curling slightly.
Whatever it was.
We're already here.
He stepped into the rift, followed by his comrades, his lover, and his army.
The expedition of the Multiverse had officially begun.
Chapter 310: Void Walker
At the edge of the Spatial Rift, golden light flickered, dimming and brightening.
It was like a hideous wound that had been forcibly torn open.
Chu Hang was the first to step out.
His feet landed in the void, steady as a rock.
Clark, Thor, Tony, Strange, and Wanda followed in turn, each of their expressions exceptionally grave.
Only Adam, in Wanda's arms, behaved somewhat strangely.
This newborn child did not cry or fuss.
He opened his eyes wide, his small head turning constantly as if sensing an existence imperceptible to ordinary people.
Chu Hang noticed that the Void Origin inside Adam was fluctuating violently, its frequency three times faster than usual.
Since leaving Earth, the child had been in this state of excitement.
Chu Hang noted this detail and remained silent.
The scene before them was truly shocking.
This place had once been a prosperous star sector.
In The Observer's memory, there were once dozens of habitable planets, hundreds of intelligent civilizations, and crisscrossing interstellar routes.
But now, everything was gone.
It was as if it had been formatted.
The planets were still rotating in their orbits, but their surfaces were completely barren.
No oceans, no atmosphere, and no signs of Life.
Like being harshly rubbed by an eraser, only dusty, deathly silent spheres remained.
Clark's fist suddenly tightened.
He could hear it.
The lingering echoes on those planets—the screams of billions of lives in their final moments, frozen in the folds of space-time by some terrifying power.
Tony's faceplate popped open, his face ashen.
"This..."
He opened his mouth, but in the end, he said nothing.
In some scenes, even profanity seemed pale and powerless.
The divine eye between Strange's brows flickered wildly; a few seconds later, his voice tightened:
"It's not simple destruction."
"It's erasure. A complete erasure from the concept layer."
"In a little while, even the Universe itself will forget they ever existed."
Wanda instinctively moved closer to Chu Hang.
Adam in her arms suddenly grew quiet, staring intently at the darkness in the distance, his small hands clutching his mother's clothes.
Chu Hang scanned Adam's state once more.
The fluctuations of the Void Origin had reached their peak and displayed a Strange pattern—
He was resonating with some energy in the distance.
"Something's happening!"
Thor's voice interrupted his thoughts.
Thor gripped stormbreaker, his gaze like lightning, locking onto the three o'clock direction.
The void was twisting.
Chu Hang looked up, and within his silver-white pupils, the authority to observe all things instantly activated.
He saw it.
Deep within the distortion, a group of entities was rapidly approaching.
They had no fixed form, appearing like masses of solidified darkness with a fierce dark-red light flowing within.
Each was three or four meters tall, and there were no fewer than a hundred of them.
Annihilation Imperial Guard.
This name surfaced from the depths of The Observer's memory.
The most elite troops under the Anti-Monitor, specialized in purging civilizations that refused to be "formatted."
The moment the Imperial Guard appeared, the fluctuations inside Adam reached their peak.
Chu Hang keenly captured it: this child has a natural affinity for antimatter.
"Kill!"
Thor was the first to charge.
stormbreaker drew a brilliant arc, the light of the six Infinity Stones intertwining on the axe blade.
This strike was enough to cleave a planet!
The axe blade hacked heavily into the body of the foremost Imperial Guard.
However, the expected explosion did not occur.
That mass of darkness only swayed slightly, like a ripple on the water's surface.
The attack was completely absorbed.
Thor's expression changed drastically; he tried to pull back his axe, only to find the blade was being held tight.
A pitch-black arm shot out from the darkness, striking him directly in the chest.
Bang!
Thor went flying backward, tumbling several times in the void before stabilizing himself.
On his Asgard armor, a clear palm print was emitting stinging black smoke.
"This isn't good."
Tony's voice rang out in the communication channel, uncharacteristically serious:
"These things are immune to conventional physical and energy attacks."
Before his voice faded, Tony had already switched modes.
The arc reactor in his chest erupted with intense light, and an energy beam infused with the Phoenix Force was blasted out!
Golden-red light instantly swallowed a dozen Imperial Guards.
But in the next second, they actually stepped out of the light slowly.
Unharmed.
Tony was silent for two seconds: "A new plan is needed."
Strange's Vishanti incantations instantly dissolved.
Wanda's Chaos Magic could only make them sluggish.
Clark's situation was the worst; Heat Vision and Freeze Breath were completely ineffective. In close combat, his fists felt like they were sinking into a swamp, followed by being repelled by violent antimatter energy.
Wounds that healed slowly actually appeared on Silver Superman's body.
"These things are too troublesome!" Clark's voice was anxious.
The number of Imperial Guards was still increasing, and the encirclement was tightening.
Chu Hang stood in place, remaining still.
In his silver-white pupils, the data stream scrolled fast enough to burst.
Composition: A mixture of antimatter and dark energy.
Energy mode: External force conversion mechanism.
Logic flaw... He frowned.
The defense was nearly perfect; conventional means were indeed useless.
But, the more perfect a system is, the more fatal its flaws.
He deepened the scope of his observation into the internal structure of the Imperial Guard.
Shell, energy layer, circulation system... Found it.
The core!
Deep inside every Imperial Guard, there was a fist-sized node.
That was the vital point composed of pure nothingness.
But the core's position was not fixed and changed as they moved; ordinary attacks simply couldn't lock onto them.
Unless... The corners of Chu Hang's mouth curled up slightly.
His Spirit power was like countless invisible threads, instantly connecting the consciousness of all his teammates.
"Listen up, the weakness is in the core."
His voice exploded directly in everyone's minds, accompanied by a clear three-dimensional structural diagram.
"The shell is immune to attacks, but the core isn't. Hit it there, and they will collapse."
"Where is the core?" Thor asked urgently.
"Each one is different and moves in real-time."
Chu Hang's voice was calm and confident: "But I can track them. From now on, I am your eyes."
The battle situation reversed instantly!
Thor locked onto the red dot in his mind, and stormbreakerno longer swept broadly but delivered precise thrusts.
Pfft!
The axe blade pierced the darkness and hit the core.
The Imperial Guard trembled violently, instantly going limp and turning into a pool of black liquid.
"It works!" Thor shouted.
But the Imperial Guard also realized the danger and began to twist their bodies strangely to protect their cores.
"Fifteen degrees to the right." Chu Hang's voice arrived just in time.
Thor adjusted his angle and killed again.
Clark arrived just in time, his silver body blocking for Thorand enduring the counterattacks.
"They are learning!" Clark gritted his teeth.
The Imperial Guard's reactions were getting faster, and Chu Hang's pressure also suddenly increased.
He had to track over a hundred moving cores simultaneously while coordinating the attack rhythm of five people.
"Energy reserves at 40%." Tony's voice was tense.
"Ten minutes at most."
Strange's binding spell could only last two or three seconds.
Wanda was distracted by the restless Adam.
The battlefield fell into a brutal tug-of-war.
"Chu Hang!"
Wanda suddenly cried out: "Adam, he..."
Chu Hang turned his head.
Adam had somehow broken free from her embrace, his small body floating in the void.
His eyes turned pure black, and the Void Origin inside him surged wildly.
More surprisingly, the remains of the destroyed Imperial Guards—the black liquid—were being drawn by an invisible force, converging toward Adam.
He's absorbing antimatter!
The absorption efficiency was astonishingly high; the remains were decomposed and integrated the moment they touched him.
Adam's aura was climbing frantically.
"This child..." Tony was dumbfounded.
Chu Hang did not stop him; he could feel that this not only didn't harm Adam but instead made his origin more stable.
This was an innate talent.
But there was no time to study it now.
The number of Imperial Guards was still surging, while his teammates' states were declining.
"That's enough."
Chu Hang raised his right hand, and a golden light gate appeared in his palm.
Inner Universe Gate, open!
The light expanded, forming a huge vortex.
Countless points of light flew out from the vortex like a swarm of released fireflies.
When they revealed their forms, everyone was stunned.
They were two-meter-tall, translucent creatures with golden-red flames flowing inside them.
Void Walker.
The first batch of Life Chu Hang created in the Inner Universe.
The moment they appeared, those fearless Imperial Guards actually recoiled.
It was clear fear.
The Void Walkers wasted no words and pounced directly.
Opening their mouths, devouring!
Those Imperial Guards composed of antimatter seemed to be supreme delicacies in the eyes of the Void Walkers.
Tony's faceplate popped open, dumbfounded: "Is this your secret weapon?"
Chu Hang smiled: "My children."
The battle quickly turned into one-sided feeding.
The Void Walkers and Adam were like two efficient vacuum cleaners, cleaning the Imperial Guards up completely.
Adam returned to normal, babbling for a hug, but the origin within him had strengthened threefold.
"When did you raise such an army?" Thor's gaze was complex.
"Just raising them for fun in the Inner Universe."
Chu Hang answered casually, but his gaze was cast toward the core of the darkness in the distance.
In his silver pupils, his authority was fully activated.
He discovered something was wrong.
Those formatted planetary remains had not disappeared.
Under the pull of some force, they were converging, arranging, and reorganizing in the center of the darkness.
It wasn't a random pile, but a massive, complex geometric structure.
Chu Hang recognized its prototype.
An Altar.
An Altar built from countless cosmic remains.
"He's not destroying the Universe."
Chu Hang's voice was terrifyingly low.
"He's building something."
"Building what?" Tony pressed.
Chu Hang was silent for a moment, then looked at Strange: "Have you heard of the Beyond Realm?"
Strange's expression instantly became solemn: "The space beyond the Multiverse... Legend has it that it is where the Beyonders reside."
"The Anti-Monitor doesn't want to destroy; he wants to open a passage."
Chu Hang said word by word:
"He wants to contact those Beyonders."
A deathly silence.
If the Anti-Monitor really contacts the Beyonders, then what they face will be the creators of the entire Multiverse.
"The Altar isn't finished yet; we still have time."
Chu Hang looked down at Adam, who was staring into the darkness.
Adam's sensing, the Void Walkers' devouring, and this Altar... everything seemed to have some hidden connection.
"Let's go."
He raised his head, his gaze locked onto the depths of the darkness.
"Let's go meet that big guy."
The Spatial Rift tore open once again, and the team sped toward the dark core.
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