Where Is Death?

Kino slightly raised his eyes, looking at Gamora, who dared to kill Thanos right in front of him.

"Not bad for a performance. As a reward, you'll be spared for now."

After Kino disappeared...

Clang!

Gamora's Tyrant's Butcher Knife fell from her hand, and the girl staggered back half a step before regaining her balance.

She is still alive.

She wielded her blade with the resolve to die and the pent-up hatred of many years, and killed Thanos.

But what is she going to do after killing Thanos?

Without a goal, I felt lost for a time.

Nebula limped over, picked up the scepter containing the Mind Stone, and came to the bewildered Gamora.

Gamora looked at the Mind Stone Control Scepter in her hand. The scepter was incredibly powerful, with the ability to manipulate Mind Stone. It had almost controlled Thanos, and controlling her would be just as easy.

Unexpectedly, Nebula did not point the weapon at her, but instead held out the scepter to her.

"You killed your father, this is yours."

Gamora did not take it.

"Power? Goals? These are nothing but lies Thanos has instilled in us."

She took a step forward, her eyes burning with a self-destructive madness.

"Control me with jewels, at least I can find a new cage."

"You are not without anything; your body is whole, and your life now belongs to you."

Gamora gazed at her sister Nebula's mangled body and suddenly recalled the days they tore each other apart in the training room.

Thanos's voice still seemed to echo in my ears: For the weak, even death is a favor.

Each time she defeats Nebula, a part of her body is transformed into a machine, and their relationship gradually deteriorates.

Even though they knew Thanos was Thanos their lives and causing them to kill each other, they still harbored resentment towards one another.

At this moment, Nebula is handing over not just a scepter, but also the lives that have been taken from them.

Gamora's gaze gradually hardened as she picked up the Mind Stone Scepter and then the Tyrant's Butcher Knife.

"Not just my life, but yours too. I will take it all back."

Approaching Ebony Maw, who was still in a state of collapse, he touched the Mind Stone to his chest, and the Mind Stone began to reshape his will.

Ebony Maw's object of worship became Gamora, and he used his mental strength to support his body as he bowed with difficulty.

"Owner."

"Ebony Maw, gather everyone. We're going back to Titan, then we'll gather intelligence on the Infinity Gems and release a message."

From this day forward, our goal will no longer be killing, but making those lurking in the shadows kneel down and offer their money.

Gamora raised the Tyrant's Butcher Knife, its cold metallic gleam reflecting the turbulent undercurrents in her eyes.

Cull Obsidian doesn't need control; he is a warrior.

Nebula was taken aback.

"You want to start a bounty hunter organization?"

"No, it's about building a nation."

Gamora turned to look at the dark universe, ambition burning in her eyes.

"This universe has been in chaos for far too long. I will use the methods Thanos taught me to end this chaos."

From this day forward, I am Thanos!

Nebula's vision blurred for a moment, and she seemed to see Thanos's shadow behind Gamora, but it vanished in an instant.

Kino, who had vanished, watched what happened after Thanos's death.

The Ultimate Equation.

Paradox Immunity: Ignoring the collapse of reality caused by logical contradictions.

There are two ways to use it.

One: Killing someone will create an Inheritors. The Inheritors's perception is altered, and they will believe they are a continuation of the original person and will complete the key events they did, such as the Battle of New York.

Second: After killing someone, you don't need to care about anything else; even if you wipe out the entire universe in the past, it won't change the future.

The reason Thanos's remaining forces weren't killed was to test the effectiveness of this ability.

[You've been looking very serious from the beginning. Is there something wrong with that Thanos?]

Venom's questioning voice rang out.

"Well, although Thanos claims to have seen death, he has no memory of any experience or appearance related to death. In his memory, he suddenly fell in love with death one day and wanted to..."

[It's as if his love was given to him by someone else.]

Who did it?

Venom picked up where Kino left off.

Although Thanos is weak to them, he is born with a destiny, and some powerful beings will not intervene to Thanos.

"I don't know, things are getting more and more complicated."

Kino sighed. First, there was the crisis that would destroy two worlds, then Thanos's anomaly, and on the DC side, Barbatos was still a problem to solve.

[Go ask the person who died.]

Kino stroked his chin, a thoughtful glint in his eyes. "Go find Death itself... and give it a try!"

After saying that, Kino disappeared.

The Mirror of Death.

A land where no living being can enter.

Kino stepped into this cold, desolate land of the dead. Countless withered spirits wandered across my dark earth as I walked toward a colossal palace at the center of this world.

Kino pushed open the palace doors.

A putrid stench filled the air, and the undead guarding the place ignored Kino's presence, letting him walk deeper into the area.

Upon entering, the first thing you see is a throne made of stacked heads, and on the throne is a figure curled up, its body wrapped in chains.

"The living... should not have come here..."

"You are not death."

With just one glance, Kino knew this was an imposter. "Are you the... fake of death? Or are you the culprit who altered Thanos's memories?"

The word Thanos seems to have triggered something.

The figure on the throne suddenly opened its eyes, two scarlet beams of light shooting from its empty eye sockets, and the chains binding its body lunged at Kino like living creatures.

Kino grabbed one of the chains and dragged the other out of the shadows—the moonlight illuminated the cracked face, revealing a bizarre being, half-machine and half-skeleton, with a purple crystal engraved with runes embedded in its chest.

"Where is real death?!"

Kino gripped his head and questioned him.

"I am death—"

The next moment, the fake dead man's head was crushed, Kino began to look through his memories, but deep within those memories, he saw that dark figure again.

[We meet again. You've killed another of my slaves.]

The shadowy figure sat on a throne, looking down at Kino.

Kino frowned, concentric circles appearing in his eyes as he tried to see through the shadowy figure's true form, but the shadow on him only became fainter, revealing some of its outline.

Kino stared in shock, yet it seemed reasonable; if it were him, it also seemed reasonable.

"Thanos fell in love with death, and you were responsible for death's disappearance, Thanos!"

Yes, my friend.

The shadowy figure nodded, a hint of relief in its voice.