Chapter 990: Vishanti's Shock
The sea of light came to a standstill.
It was stagnation in the truest sense.
The tides of energy that had flowed slowly through the White Magic Dimension for hundreds of millions of years had their course forcibly cut off at that instant.
Three immense wills shrank back at the edge of Nihility.
As beings at the pinnacle of the multiverse, Vishanti experienced for the first time something akin to the emotion humans felt when facing an abyss.
They could not comprehend the thing before them.
It was like a two-dimensional stick figure drawn on a sheet of paper suddenly looking up and seeing a pair of three-dimensional scissors cutting the paper.
The stick figure could not comprehend the scissors' thickness, the gleam of their metal, or the absolute dimensional oppression that transcended the plane.
That colossal entity was such a thing—
Yet that thick thread of causality was firmly connected to a young man named Harry Osborn.
What exactly was that thing?
Vishanti's consciousnesses collided violently in Nihility.
They could find no answer, nor did they dare move closer to seek one.
As dimensional gods, they should have been omniscient and omnipotent, yet before this colossal entity, the authority they took such pride in was like plastic toys in a child's hands.
Since they could not see through its origin, they might as well look directly at this person.
In Kamar-Taj's dim library, the incense stick burned to its end. A bit of ash fell against the rim of the bronze censer and shattered into powder.
Harry turned his head.
He remained seated in the wooden chair, but the orange portal before him suddenly twisted.
The flying sparks seemed to have been paused, suspended in midair. Even their burning trails had frozen.
An absurdly immense