"That's impossible!"
Thanos rose from his throne at once. Just moments ago, those bolts of lightning had pierced the shield formed by the Reality Stone without any warning!
Not only that, the strange lightning had punched straight through the control room where he stood!
Now the ship was already **in outer space!
The Reality Stone enveloped his fleet, and the blasted wreckage began to reassemble as though the attack had never happened.
But—Thanos looked around. Proxima Midnight had been struck directly by the lightning, and there was not even a trace left to prove she had ever existed...
The eerie thunderclouds surrounding the fleet appeared again like death itself. Only then did Thanos realize that Osborn Group's forty unresponsive Battleships had begun charging...
Thanos controlled the Reality Stone, restoring the damaged hull bit by bit, yet the attacks continued—
Boom!
Lightning pierced the shields and armor once more, inflicting direct damage on the hull!
And the lightning seemed to be deliberately closing in on the Reality Stone's core...
The Reality Stone might not be destroyed by such attacks, but if the supporting equipment was damaged, they would all be finished!
Looking outside again, the dark red shields flickered on and off. Some of the physical electromagnetic shells slipped through and slammed viciously into the surrounding Frigates.
Thanos looked utterly bewildered. What exactly was that?
Fortunately, this universe did not have all those messy gods connected to Thanos, and this Big Purple Potato was not actually that smart.
After all, in some Parallel Universes, this Thanos had even been persuaded by Star-Lord T'Challa to go save the universe...
Harry struggled to maintain the fire-control systems of all forty Battleships, doing his best to aim at the core of Third Temple.
"First attack, average power: 66%."
"Second attack, average power: 44%."