"I advise you not to do anything foolish.
Because once the battle begins, you'll have to say goodbye to your dream.
Don't think that four Infinity Stones can give you the power to defeat everyone.
Believe me!
Once the real fight starts, you'll discover that your control over those stones is nowhere near as strong as you imagined.
Of course, if you insist on trying, that's fine too.
But before you challenge Soros, you'll have to get past me first."
The Kryptonian girl Kara changed back into her black Kryptonian bodysuit in less than a second. Her eyes began to glow with destructive red light, and her tone was filled with warning.
Ever since becoming New Phyrexia's God of Strength, she had been looking for an opportunity to test her current abilities.
And Thanos, with four Infinity Stones, was obviously a good target.
"You?"
Thanos's fury swiftly cooled, replaced by intense wariness in his eyes.
Because he had not forgotten that this black-haired girl had matched him in strength even when he possessed the stones.
Facts had proven that the best way to calm someone consumed by rage and stripped of reason was to show them a fist the size of a sandbag.
After all, only greater violence could stop violence.
That was the most fundamental logic governing the relationships between all living beings.
All subsequent order, law, morality, and social consensus were built upon that foundation.
It could even be said that relationships between people, and between civilizations, often began with bloodshed and violence—from first contact to communication, trade, and the forging of alliances.
That was why some people said there were only two universal languages in the universe that every civilization could understand clearly and intuitively.
One was mathematics, and the other was violence.
Clearly, Thanos understood Kara's