The Chat Group's voice rang by Su Yunqing's ear, and she did not hesitate.
"Confirmed. Only merge the worlds, not the planets."
"Ding! Group leader confirmation complete. Application approved."
"Beginning World Fusion!"
"Locking onto world coordinates. Establishing a Rule bridge. Initiating origin integration."
Deep within the endless Void Sea, upon a higher "level" beyond the Multiverse, the Marvel Universe where Tony Stark resided and the Marvel Universe where Loki resided began drawing closer under the Chat Group's inconceivable power. These two originally separate, parallel "spheres of light" began to converge.
Their "membrane walls" began undergoing a strange process of "softening" and "permeation." Countless "tentacles," trillions of times smaller than the tiniest fundamental particles and seemingly originating from a higher dimension, formed between the membrane walls of the two universes.
In an instant, the total volume of both universes began expanding exponentially. Newly born space continuously stretched outward and opened up, like the dawn of creation.
The originally empty, even voidlike depths of space seemed to be infused with boundless vitality from the level of Rules. The spatial structure itself seemed to come alive, replicating and growing on its own as it expanded deeper into the Void Sea.
Within these nearly infinite newborn territories, countless nebulas began to take shape. Magnificent stardust, woven together by newborn laws, gathered into primordial nebulas with unprecedented speed and efficiency, their colors more dazzling and complex than any nebula born in any universe before.
More star systems quietly formed amid the aftershocks of clashing Rules.
The process of stellar ignition accelerated dramatically, and countless young suns lit up one after another throughout the vast newborn territories.
Asgard, High Throne.
Loki reclined sideways upon the throne, idly toying with a cup of crystalline divine wine at his fingertips.
He looked languid, but his emerald eyes pierced