"Finally, they're fighting! Great! I love watching other people fight."
Within the "tide" of the Void Quadrant, Black Shaw lounged comfortably on the deck, "sunbathing" as he peered toward the home port through a strange telescope.
The moment he noticed flames soaring into the sky and a storm erupting there, the scummy pirate jolted upright.
He carefully surveyed the battle. Once he confirmed that nearly all the other Brotherhood members were present—and that they were besieging big brother Saiber amid the Gleam where light and shadow met—even a troublemaking pirate who felt uncomfortable if he went a day without causing chaos was left numb.
Good heavens!
All he had wanted today was to toy with Dick, who had just returned from his travels, and make a little profit for himself. He had never intended to make things this big.
But that was so like him.
A casually planted mine had actually blown up the Brotherhood's greatest internal danger today. But the question was, could the others really stand against big brother by pooling their strength?
Obviously not.
Big brother had already been a multiversal powerhouse thousands of years ago. The others were all trapped at the limits of a single universe, unable to transcend them. The gap between them was not something numbers could overcome.
"Holy shit! Why did they drag Murphy and Zhou Ke into this too? Do those two even have what it takes to participate in a world-ending 'war of the gods'? The aftershocks from big brother fighting Dick could probably crush them."
Black rushed to the bow and vigorously adjusted the telescope's focus to get a clearer view.
A moment later, he saw another portal open amid the frenzied battlefield. When he spotted the man who emerged wearing a training uniform with a sword on his