Thanos looked down on the Living Tribunal. He could kill beings of that level, but anything beyond that was vague to him, incomprehensible and unfathomable. It surpassed the sum of all his methods—an existence he could not contend with.
He possessed enough self-awareness to know he was no match for it. The other side could make him vanish completely as easily as crushing an insect.
Thanos put away his previous nonchalance. Having him kneel and grovel was impossible, but he did lower his stance slightly.
"Is something the matter? I remember we met a few years ago?" That somewhat feminine voice made him suspect it was Daisy, though he was not certain. He found it hard to believe that she could have come this far.
Big Orange certainly would not tell him the truth. Being vague was best. Same as before—if he had the guts, he could go find Daisy!
She slowed her voice, and to Thanos, it sounded as though it were being transmitted from beyond some world.
"The world is about to change. The form of life's existence will receive an entirely new interpretation. There will no longer be hunger, no longer be war. Intelligent life will no longer need to fight one another for survival resources, because they will never die again. Heh heh..."
Before she finished speaking, Big Orange gave two sinister, villain-like chuckles. The three Super Electric Fans around her whirred, and from the other end, they really did sound somewhat like ghosts wailing and wolves howling.
"This has nothing to do with me. Go find your superheroes." Thanos had confirmed her identity and rejected her without hesitation. He was not some nobody. If he did not want to do something, no one could force him. At worst, he would die?...
Thinking of death, he