The Corrective Power of Fate

Since persuasion had failed, he could only break his own principles.

A few sacrifices were for the sake of achieving a greater purpose.

"!!!"

Doctor Strange froze at the sight. "What did you do to Quill?!"

"Didn't you already see?" Thanos had no intention of explaining. He merely reminded him in an indifferent tone, "Five seconds until the next one."

"Y-you madman!" Doctor Strange struggled with all his strength, but the Infinity Gauntlet gripping his neck suppressed him completely.

Tony fell into an eerie silence. Thanos's earlier display of annihilating someone from afar had left him utterly stunned.

So he already had this ability at this point. I was being far too naïve.

With the power of four Infinity Stones under the command of the Infinity Gauntlet, how could all he do be throw wild punches?

Anyone with common sense should have known that.

"Heh... hehehe..."

Tony suddenly laughed at himself.

"What are you laughing at?"

Thanos asked, somewhat puzzled.

"I'm laughing at myself. I was clearly playing a cracked version of the game, yet I still managed to get a game over." Tony gave a self-mocking bitter smile.

"A game? Game over?"

The confusion in Thanos's eyes deepened.

"Tony, don't tell me you—!"

Doctor Strange, another Earthling who possessed the Time Stone, instantly understood what Tony meant.

Tony turned and gave Strange a reassuring look, then said quietly to Thanos, "Next time. Just one more time, and I'll definitely win!"

With that, Tony suddenly looked up at the sky.

"Leon, one more time! Just let me do it one more time!"

"Sigh..."

A mysterious young man's sigh sounded through the air, clearly audible to Thanos, Strange, and everyone else.

"!!!"

Thanos's pupils suddenly contracted as he demanded, "Who are you talking to?!"

"You tell me~"

Tony opened Mark