Daisy was preparing to head to Negative Space. To be honest, after fighting the Brood for more than half a year, she had never actually gone inside. Mr. Fantastic, on the other hand, had spent most of that half year in prison and knew a little about Negative Space. He believed it had once been a universe as well, only one that had now declined.
Even as a cosmic deity, she did not really understand how a universe was born or how it died. The universe had been born before her and would perish after her. She did not have such an overwhelming thirst for knowledge that she had to leap back to the beginning of time and watch it happen.
Unable to determine whether Mr. Fantastic's claims about Negative Space were true, she did not particularly care either. She merely wanted to investigate it.
Hm?
Just as she was about to set off, a golden vortex she had never seen before streaked rapidly toward Earth.
If she had not seen it, that would have been one thing. But having seen it, she could not ignore it.
Daisy intercepted the golden vortex near Jupiter.
To her utter surprise, it was an acquaintance.
"Hey, girl. Galactus wants to see you." Riding a motorcycle with seven or eight firearms of various calibers strapped to his back, The Punisher completely ignored all fundamental forces. He had driven his motorcycle beyond light speed, stopped in the vacuum of space, and extended the invitation without a flicker of expression.
Daisy was genuinely stunned. She had never known Punisher had become a herald of Galactus.
She would never accept power that could be bestowed by someone else and taken back at any time, but she had to admit that The Punisher was extremely powerful now. The