Thanos looked over the magic arrays around him. He did not completely trust these people either. What if they were plotting something to harm him?
He could only say he trusted Stark to a limited extent. That trust did not extend to Doctor Strange, who seemed mild-mannered but was actually arrogant.
The results of his inspection were fairly normal. He found no high-powered offensive spells, only magic arrays meant to trap and confuse enemies.
"We need some sincerity in our cooperation. I can't guarantee you won't be erased if you leave this room, so tell us directly what you need." Stark was unusually polite. Bringing a madman like this back into the current timeline carried a certain amount of risk.
"I want to see the Living Tribunal." Thanos made his first request.
Stark flew out and circled the moon, but he did not see the Living Tribunal at all.
Daisy had moved long ago. How the hell was he supposed to find her?
Stark flew back to the New York Sanctum. "The Living Tribunal does not wish to see you."
It was the only thing he could do. He could not exactly say he had failed to find her, so he just kept bluffing.
Thanos was not surprised. A Cosmic Administrator was not someone one could meet so easily. Not meeting one was normal; meeting one would have been strange.
"We cannot act rashly against Logos. The few of us are not capable of matching him. We need plans and preparations in advance. I require some secret knowledge. I need information on God's Quarry and its location." He made his second request.
What kind of place was that? Stark was utterly baffled. A place where gods mined? He glanced at old Thor, and the God King shook his head, indicating