It wasn't just the light that vanished.
At that moment, every one of the eight billion people on Earth felt an extremely strange and overwhelming mental pressure in their retinas.
It was as if an invisible, ten-thousand-ton snow mountain had been dropped directly onto everyone's nervous system.
Countless frail people fell to their knees in the streets and vomited violently.
Even the most vicious gangsters on the streets of New York dropped their guns in terror.
They clutched their heads and hid behind trash cans, trembling uncontrollably.
The water in Lynn's cup on the table vibrated at an extremely high frequency.
Several drops spilled onto the mahogany tabletop.
"What the hell is that?"
Wanda abruptly rose to her feet.
Red Chaos Magic instantly enveloped her body.
She looked toward the sky through the clinic's blinds.
The sight before her left even Wanda, who had seen Darkseid and Thanos, with a suffocating sense of breathlessness.
Outside Earth's orbit, where the sun should have been, a massive red phantom appeared, utterly beyond the limits of carbon-based human comprehension.
It was an ancient giant tens of thousands of kilometers tall, covered from head to toe in ancient cosmic armor.
He stood silently in deep space.
His enormous body completely blocked out the sun.
This was the highest judge of the Celestials.
Arishem.
At this moment, on the faceless visage of this ancient god—
Six glowing eyes, each larger than Earth itself—
Pierced through the atmosphere.
Pierced through the construction debris of Hell's Kitchen.
And stared fixedly at the roof of the Miracle Clinic.
That crushing pressure, enough to grind the human mind into powder—
Focused entirely on the clinic's first-floor lobby like a spotlight.
"Judgment."
A voice devoid of all human emotion, produced purely by the resonance of laws—
Exploded simultaneously in the