Even Deadpool knew to put a nano locator on Xiakala. As the King of Agents, it was no big deal for Daisy to install a spatial coordinate tracking device in Quicksilver's ability suppressor.
"Don't panic. I'll look for him. When we find him, we'll make sure he explains everything! He'd better come clean about whatever he's done." Daisy hurriedly comforted Wanda. She was basically still on Quicksilver's side. She didn't think her brother-in-law would cheat. He shouldn't have...
The moment she connected to the spatial coordinates, she was shocked. What the hell! Where had Quicksilver run off to?!
Quicksilver himself had no idea where he was. He ran in a daze; concepts like direction and time had long since vanished.
Only when he ran could he feel that he was still alive.
His longing for his family and his love for his daughter were what kept him going. Whenever he grew tired, he rested for a while, then continued running.
Traveling through a world without color, time, or direction was incredibly tedious. Then one day, a counterclockwise golden vortex abruptly appeared not far away, finally drawing his attention.
Aside from himself and that blood-red mist from before, it was the only thing in this gap between times that still possessed color. Quicksilver was intensely curious. He pushed his speed to its limit and charged straight at the golden vortex.
The instant he stepped into the vortex's range, he sensed something was wrong.
His first impression was that he had slammed into a layer of highly elastic clay. Half of his momentum was blocked outright. Someone lacking determination would probably have hesitated, but Quicksilver no longer wanted to wait. Nothing mattered but death. He could not find a way home in this space anyway. Even if a bottomless abyss lay ahead,