But what trapped [Mephisto] now was the very structure of space, rewritten by the [Space Stone], the possibilities forcibly narrowed by the [Reality Stone], and an absolute hold reinforced by the [Power Stone]'s immense energy.
[Mephisto] was like an insect freshly sealed in amber. He could think and perceive, but he could not so much as twitch a wing.
"You—you, who the hell are you?"
The words [Mephisto] forced through his teeth were slightly distorted by extreme rage and a trace of barely perceptible fear. "Someone capable of wielding three [Infinity Stones] at once couldn't possibly be this unknown in this universe—"
Carl finally looked him in the eye. That gaze remained utterly calm, yet it gave [Mephisto] the unsettling impression that he was a specimen under a microscope.
"Who I am doesn't matter." Carl's voice carried an indescribable sense of power. "What matters is that you made three mistakes."
He raised one finger.
"First, you underestimated humanity's resilience."
He raised a second finger.
"Second, you overestimated your own intelligence."
His third finger slowly rose.
"Third, and most importantly—" That barely perceptible smile returned to Carl's lips. "You got in my way!!"
The instant those words fell, before [Mephisto] or [Blackheart] could react, the brilliant blue light of the [Space Stone] surged from Carl once again.
There was no earthshaking explosion, no dazzling spectacle.
There was only a hum so low it was almost inaudible, as though an invisible door had opened.
Immense spatial power instantly enveloped the entire battlefield below, and a scene that left everyone present—and everyone watching on television—in disbelief began to unfold.
With a hum, the ten thousand-plus [Demon Engines] that had been ravaging the battlefield and slaughtering countless people, along with the three [Helicarrier Demon Engines] and six [Titan Hunter Demon Engines] in the distance