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Chapter 97
**Marvel: Start Signing in with Megatron Chapter 62**
“Human, to run rampant within a single Universe, it seems to have given you a false impression of this world.”
Chthon almost smiled sinisterly, slowly raising a finger, poised to strike Martin's forehead with a single touch, the wildly gathering Chaos Power carrying the terrifying Authority to rewrite everything.
Deep within Martin's body.
The Phoenix, tightly sealed within, became incredibly agitated at this moment.
“Damn it! Damn it! Are you insane, to provoke Chthon?! Even the Vishanti wouldn't treat Chthon with such an attitude!! You madman!”
The miserable little Phoenix cursed loudly.
It, of course, knew Chaos Power, which was of the same magnitude as itself, all too well. And unlike itself, Chaos Power was complete from the very beginning, and Chthon had fully obtained and mastered it!
And now, Martin, this arrogant fellow, dared to speak to Chthon like that?!
“You're just a Mortal, and He is a second-generation Elder God countless years older than you!” the Phoenix screamed, agitated and struggling desperately, yet it was locked even tighter by the Allspark.
It didn't want to die.
And it certainly didn't want to be devoured by Chaos Power.
But clearly, Martin had no interest in listening to a stupid bird's opinion.
Boom!
Streaks of terrifying Cosmic Pressure continuously emerged. The Chaos Power surging from Wanda's body had now gradually surpassed the scope of Cybertron, showing a tendency to spread towards the entire World Tree.
“The Living Tribunal has already arrived in this Universe. You are only stable now because of Wanda...”
Martin suddenly smiled, coldly eyeing the figure before him.
Chthon fell silent for a moment, then said indifferently, “This power is already enough to kill you.”
Roar!
Surtur suddenly burst forth, cleaving his sword towards Chthon, who occupied Wanda's body. This single strike, capable of easily shattering a planet, was met with Chthon merely glancing up. Surtur himself was abruptly blasted away by a terrifying red light, and even the Eternal Flame on his body began to furiously extinguish.
Surtur let out a shrill scream; everything about him was forcibly erased by Chthon.
This Chaos Power continued to spread. After annihilating Surtur, it directly followed the connection of life, beginning to spread to the Eternal Flame.
In other words, it spread to Martin's body.
But Martin merely snorted coldly.
In an instant, the Allspark, which bound the Eternal Flame, suddenly stirred, forcefully resisting Chthon's Chaos Magic.
“You actually possess a Divine Artifact of this caliber? No wonder you dare to be so arrogant.”
Chthon let out a soft exclamation, revealing a hint of intrigued expression.
Even He had never heard of such a peculiar item existing in the Multiverse, one that possessed endless Life and Psychic Power on its own.
“Such a weapon, in the hands of an arrogant worm like you, is simply a waste. Offer it to Me, and I will grant you a dignified death.”
Chthon extended a hand towards Martin, and terrifying red Chaos light erupted from his palm.
Buzz!
Martin raised his hand, directly seizing Chthon's wrist.
“Kneel before Me, and humbly offer your Chaos Power to Me. I permit you to lick My dust-covered shoes; this is the greatest honor of your life.”
Martin spoke slowly, his voice carrying an indifference, maintaining that deeply ingrained arrogance. He genuinely regarded Chthon as a lowly species.
This time, Chthon's sinister laughter grew colder, his killing intent intensifying.
Bang!
Martin's punch sent Chthon's palm flying. Four Infinity Stones erupted with terrifying light, instantly surpassing the boundaries of a galaxy. While powerfully shattering the limited Chaos Power Chthon could wield, Martin simultaneously grabbed Chthon by the neck.
“Get out of My subordinate's body. A low-born like you is not worthy of touching her.”
A greater chill emanated from Martin's face.
Boom, boom, boom!
Streaks of reality-tearing power continuously emerged. Martin began to unleash his own strength, attacking Chthon, repeatedly diminishing the immense power Chthon was trying to fully manifest, a power that remained stubbornly beyond his grasp.
This brief yet terrifying confrontation finally attracted the attention of some Deities.
Especially when the Living Tribunal himself noticed.
Chthon finally lost his patience.
His face completely darkened, filled with a killing intent that seemed capable of freezing the Life on countless planets.
“...You have enraged Me, Mortal. You will endure endless torment.”
No sooner had he spoken than Martin unleashed another wave of purple light, slamming it towards Chthon, and said, “Shut up, worm.”
Chthon let out a chilling sneer. The next moment, before the Living Tribunal could truly fixate on Him, He vanished in an instant.
The Chaos Magic dissipated, and Wanda instantly fell unconscious.
Martin frowned as he held Wanda, carefully scanning her with the Mind Stone, confirming that Wanda had recovered her self, but her spirit had suffered heavy damage and required a period of rest.
“Fortunately, Wanda's own Willpower didn't collapse, and she didn't truly become Chthon's energy-carrying puppet.”
Green light shimmered, and all the things that had been destroyed were now fully restored.
“Pietro, look after your sister.”
Martin's voice was cold, and a rare hint of urgency appeared in his eyes.
Pietro somewhat bewilderedly took the unconscious Wanda. In his perception, his sister had suddenly gone from rampaging to unconscious.
Martin looked up, gazing towards a certain direction in the Universe.
“Thanos, I've been waiting for you to make your move. Don't disappoint Me...”
A fierce glint flashed in Martin's eyes. He almost foresaw that soon, the terrifying God of Dark Magic would descend.
This was also the true reason why, in the countless futures he had seen through the Time Stone, everything was enveloped by a terrifying Darkness.
**Chapter 124**
In a corner of the Universe, the mysterious Vormir.
A very desolate and remote planet under the vast dominion of the Kree Empire.
So much so that even the Kree Empire itself couldn't be bothered to pay attention to this planet.
The environment was extremely harsh, with bitterly cold temperatures. On the endless sea, there were island-like landmasses.
If one observed closely, they would find peculiar red figures appearing periodically on the surface. These were the indigenous creatures of Vormir, strange lizard-like beings with ferocious temperaments, capable of spatial travel.
Boom!
A massive Spaceship descended onto this planet.
The army of the Dark Quadrant descended here, filled with an air of grim solemnity. Thanos stepped out of the Spaceship with an indifferent expression, his muscles brimming with planet-shattering power.
“Kill all these insects.”
Thanos looked at the incredibly fervent and greedily rushing red creatures, his face expressionless, and said coldly.
The Black Order took action. Along with massive Energy Fluctuations, only piles of corpses remained on the spot.
Thanos trod upon this desolate planet—endless oceans, an azure sky, cold temperatures. It was as if the entire world contained only them, filled with desolation and solitude.
“My master, this planet has been Kree territory for a long time. If there were any traces of the Soul Stone, it would be impossible for the Kree's technological means not to detect them.”
Corvus Glaive whispered.
Thanos gave his subordinate a cold glance, seeing through his careful thoughts. He immediately reached out, gripping Corvus Glaive's neck and lifting him.
“You don't want to dissuade Me at this moment, Corvus.”
Thanos stared at him coldly.
Corvus Glaive's heart skipped a beat. He distinctly felt a terrifying chill; this time, Thanos truly intended to kill him!
“Of course, My master, I merely offered a small suggestion, worried that you might have been deceived.”
Corvus Glaive spoke haltingly.
Splash!
Thanos directly threw him into the ocean beyond the island. The surging, biting cold emanating from him plunged everyone into silence.
“The Soul Stone... as long as I can obtain this, everything has a chance to win...”
Thanos snapped his fingers.
Ebony Maw chanted a Spell, and immediately pulled the imprisoned Gamora out of the Spaceship.
“Where is this?” Gamora asked, looking bewildered.
Nebula, standing nearby, felt a thrill of malicious pleasure and sneered, “Vormir.”
“No, why are *you* here?!”
Thanos walked coldly to Gamora, squatted down, and said with an indifferent expression, “The Soul Stone is here. I already know the secret you've hidden. I attacked your team, only capturing you and letting your companions go, simply to tell you that the information you concealed means nothing to Me. My daughter, you will personally witness My success.”
Gamora's face was ashen, filled with despair.
Thanos snorted coldly, then strode forward, treading on the powdery white earth, finally ascending a ten-thousand-meter cliff.
Layer upon layer of exquisite, seemingly supernatural steps were climbed by Thanos.
Heavy snow suddenly began to fall from the sky.
This goose-feather-like heavy snow, overwhelming and widespread, covered all of Vormir.
The snowfall was too exaggerated; it was abnormal.
Reaching the summit, a figure shrouded in ragged grey robes stood silently, waiting for Thanos.
The figure was slightly stooped, his lowered head obscuring his face. He was draped in a tattered, ethereal black robe, his entire being shrouded within it.
Fierce winds howled, and snowflakes filled the sky. His robes fluttered wildly, yet he was like a Spectre, making no sound whatsoever.
It was as if this figure had stood here in silence for countless years, tasting the flavor of solitude, waiting for someone.
Waiting for the one who could find this place, ascend here, and call upon the Soul Stone.
When Thanos finally stepped onto the highest step, the black-robed figure seemed to awaken, slowly raising its head.
Red Skull.
“Thanos, the last Eternal Titan, the one ordained by Destiny, I, Red Skull, have been waiting for your arrival.”
Red Skull spoke in a low voice, as if he hadn't spoken for a very, very long time.
“You know Me?” Thanos asked coldly.
“Of course, I am the guardian of the Soul Stone. I know every Life in this Universe.”
(end of chapter)
“Human, to run rampant within a single Universe, it seems to have given you a false impression of this world.”
Chthon almost smiled sinisterly, slowly raising a finger, poised to strike Martin's forehead with a single touch, the wildly gathering Chaos Power carrying the terrifying Authority to rewrite everything.
Deep within Martin's body.
The Phoenix, tightly sealed within, became incredibly agitated at this moment.
“Damn it! Damn it! Are you insane, to provoke Chthon?! Even the Vishanti wouldn't treat Chthon with such an attitude!! You madman!”
The miserable little Phoenix cursed loudly.
It, of course, knew Chaos Power, which was of the same magnitude as itself, all too well. And unlike itself, Chaos Power was complete from the very beginning, and Chthon had fully obtained and mastered it!
And now, Martin, this arrogant fellow, dared to speak to Chthon like that?!
“You're just a Mortal, and He is a second-generation Elder God countless years older than you!” the Phoenix screamed, agitated and struggling desperately, yet it was locked even tighter by the Allspark.
It didn't want to die.
And it certainly didn't want to be devoured by Chaos Power.
But clearly, Martin had no interest in listening to a stupid bird's opinion.
Boom!
Streaks of terrifying Cosmic Pressure continuously emerged. The Chaos Power surging from Wanda's body had now gradually surpassed the scope of Cybertron, showing a tendency to spread towards the entire World Tree.
“The Living Tribunal has already arrived in this Universe. You are only stable now because of Wanda...”
Martin suddenly smiled, coldly eyeing the figure before him.
Chthon fell silent for a moment, then said indifferently, “This power is already enough to kill you.”
Roar!
Surtur suddenly burst forth, cleaving his sword towards Chthon, who occupied Wanda's body. This single strike, capable of easily shattering a planet, was met with Chthon merely glancing up. Surtur himself was abruptly blasted away by a terrifying red light, and even the Eternal Flame on his body began to furiously extinguish.
Surtur let out a shrill scream; everything about him was forcibly erased by Chthon.
This Chaos Power continued to spread. After annihilating Surtur, it directly followed the connection of life, beginning to spread to the Eternal Flame.
In other words, it spread to Martin's body.
But Martin merely snorted coldly.
In an instant, the Allspark, which bound the Eternal Flame, suddenly stirred, forcefully resisting Chthon's Chaos Magic.
“You actually possess a Divine Artifact of this caliber? No wonder you dare to be so arrogant.”
Chthon let out a soft exclamation, revealing a hint of intrigued expression.
Even He had never heard of such a peculiar item existing in the Multiverse, one that possessed endless Life and Psychic Power on its own.
“Such a weapon, in the hands of an arrogant worm like you, is simply a waste. Offer it to Me, and I will grant you a dignified death.”
Chthon extended a hand towards Martin, and terrifying red Chaos light erupted from his palm.
Buzz!
Martin raised his hand, directly seizing Chthon's wrist.
“Kneel before Me, and humbly offer your Chaos Power to Me. I permit you to lick My dust-covered shoes; this is the greatest honor of your life.”
Martin spoke slowly, his voice carrying an indifference, maintaining that deeply ingrained arrogance. He genuinely regarded Chthon as a lowly species.
This time, Chthon's sinister laughter grew colder, his killing intent intensifying.
Bang!
Martin's punch sent Chthon's palm flying. Four Infinity Stones erupted with terrifying light, instantly surpassing the boundaries of a galaxy. While powerfully shattering the limited Chaos Power Chthon could wield, Martin simultaneously grabbed Chthon by the neck.
“Get out of My subordinate's body. A low-born like you is not worthy of touching her.”
A greater chill emanated from Martin's face.
Boom, boom, boom!
Streaks of reality-tearing power continuously emerged. Martin began to unleash his own strength, attacking Chthon, repeatedly diminishing the immense power Chthon was trying to fully manifest, a power that remained stubbornly beyond his grasp.
This brief yet terrifying confrontation finally attracted the attention of some Deities.
Especially when the Living Tribunal himself noticed.
Chthon finally lost his patience.
His face completely darkened, filled with a killing intent that seemed capable of freezing the Life on countless planets.
“...You have enraged Me, Mortal. You will endure endless torment.”
No sooner had he spoken than Martin unleashed another wave of purple light, slamming it towards Chthon, and said, “Shut up, worm.”
Chthon let out a chilling sneer. The next moment, before the Living Tribunal could truly fixate on Him, He vanished in an instant.
The Chaos Magic dissipated, and Wanda instantly fell unconscious.
Martin frowned as he held Wanda, carefully scanning her with the Mind Stone, confirming that Wanda had recovered her self, but her spirit had suffered heavy damage and required a period of rest.
“Fortunately, Wanda's own Willpower didn't collapse, and she didn't truly become Chthon's energy-carrying puppet.”
Green light shimmered, and all the things that had been destroyed were now fully restored.
“Pietro, look after your sister.”
Martin's voice was cold, and a rare hint of urgency appeared in his eyes.
Pietro somewhat bewilderedly took the unconscious Wanda. In his perception, his sister had suddenly gone from rampaging to unconscious.
Martin looked up, gazing towards a certain direction in the Universe.
“Thanos, I've been waiting for you to make your move. Don't disappoint Me...”
A fierce glint flashed in Martin's eyes. He almost foresaw that soon, the terrifying God of Dark Magic would descend.
This was also the true reason why, in the countless futures he had seen through the Time Stone, everything was enveloped by a terrifying Darkness.
**Chapter 124**
In a corner of the Universe, the mysterious Vormir.
A very desolate and remote planet under the vast dominion of the Kree Empire.
So much so that even the Kree Empire itself couldn't be bothered to pay attention to this planet.
The environment was extremely harsh, with bitterly cold temperatures. On the endless sea, there were island-like landmasses.
If one observed closely, they would find peculiar red figures appearing periodically on the surface. These were the indigenous creatures of Vormir, strange lizard-like beings with ferocious temperaments, capable of spatial travel.
Boom!
A massive Spaceship descended onto this planet.
The army of the Dark Quadrant descended here, filled with an air of grim solemnity. Thanos stepped out of the Spaceship with an indifferent expression, his muscles brimming with planet-shattering power.
“Kill all these insects.”
Thanos looked at the incredibly fervent and greedily rushing red creatures, his face expressionless, and said coldly.
The Black Order took action. Along with massive Energy Fluctuations, only piles of corpses remained on the spot.
Thanos trod upon this desolate planet—endless oceans, an azure sky, cold temperatures. It was as if the entire world contained only them, filled with desolation and solitude.
“My master, this planet has been Kree territory for a long time. If there were any traces of the Soul Stone, it would be impossible for the Kree's technological means not to detect them.”
Corvus Glaive whispered.
Thanos gave his subordinate a cold glance, seeing through his careful thoughts. He immediately reached out, gripping Corvus Glaive's neck and lifting him.
“You don't want to dissuade Me at this moment, Corvus.”
Thanos stared at him coldly.
Corvus Glaive's heart skipped a beat. He distinctly felt a terrifying chill; this time, Thanos truly intended to kill him!
“Of course, My master, I merely offered a small suggestion, worried that you might have been deceived.”
Corvus Glaive spoke haltingly.
Splash!
Thanos directly threw him into the ocean beyond the island. The surging, biting cold emanating from him plunged everyone into silence.
“The Soul Stone... as long as I can obtain this, everything has a chance to win...”
Thanos snapped his fingers.
Ebony Maw chanted a Spell, and immediately pulled the imprisoned Gamora out of the Spaceship.
“Where is this?” Gamora asked, looking bewildered.
Nebula, standing nearby, felt a thrill of malicious pleasure and sneered, “Vormir.”
“No, why are *you* here?!”
Thanos walked coldly to Gamora, squatted down, and said with an indifferent expression, “The Soul Stone is here. I already know the secret you've hidden. I attacked your team, only capturing you and letting your companions go, simply to tell you that the information you concealed means nothing to Me. My daughter, you will personally witness My success.”
Gamora's face was ashen, filled with despair.
Thanos snorted coldly, then strode forward, treading on the powdery white earth, finally ascending a ten-thousand-meter cliff.
Layer upon layer of exquisite, seemingly supernatural steps were climbed by Thanos.
Heavy snow suddenly began to fall from the sky.
This goose-feather-like heavy snow, overwhelming and widespread, covered all of Vormir.
The snowfall was too exaggerated; it was abnormal.
Reaching the summit, a figure shrouded in ragged grey robes stood silently, waiting for Thanos.
The figure was slightly stooped, his lowered head obscuring his face. He was draped in a tattered, ethereal black robe, his entire being shrouded within it.
Fierce winds howled, and snowflakes filled the sky. His robes fluttered wildly, yet he was like a Spectre, making no sound whatsoever.
It was as if this figure had stood here in silence for countless years, tasting the flavor of solitude, waiting for someone.
Waiting for the one who could find this place, ascend here, and call upon the Soul Stone.
When Thanos finally stepped onto the highest step, the black-robed figure seemed to awaken, slowly raising its head.
Red Skull.
“Thanos, the last Eternal Titan, the one ordained by Destiny, I, Red Skull, have been waiting for your arrival.”
Red Skull spoke in a low voice, as if he hadn't spoken for a very, very long time.
“You know Me?” Thanos asked coldly.
“Of course, I am the guardian of the Soul Stone. I know every Life in this Universe.”
(end of chapter)
