Silently, the world changed.
The sprawling Busan overpass, along with the frozen traffic and flashing neon lights atop it, seemed to be clutched in the palms of two giant hands.
Under their forceful kneading, the entire overpass was rolled into a barrel like a sheet of newspaper.
Streetlights bent like noodles.
Even the extended buses curved into arcs.
Yet they continued moving in an eerily unnatural way.
It was as though the laws of physics themselves had been rolled up along with everything else.
When had any of them ever seen such a sight?
Okoye had intended to continue scolding Su Ming.
But the rest of her words caught in her throat.
Her pupils constricted.
The knuckles around her spear turned white from the force of her grip.
She stared fixedly at the twisted steel sky, her lips slightly parted.
Yet she could not utter a single word.
"This... isn't technology!
Space itself has warped!
Vibranium can absorb kinetic energy, but...
How am I supposed to fight against space being folded?"
The shock of having pure physical laws overturned far surpassed any verbal threat.
An instinctive fear instantly froze her fighting spirit.
T'Challa's breathing abruptly halted beneath the Black Panther mask.
"Reality manipulation?!
Closer to... a god than the power of the Heart-Shaped Herb?
No, this is another kind of law!
It is completely beyond technology..."
As both king and warrior, he instantly realized that the power this stranger had displayed was the power to control reality itself.
He immediately regretted not stopping the reckless Okoye sooner.
His gaze flickered.
"Provoke him? The consequences could affect the entire overpass, perhaps something even worse..."
His eyes remained locked on Su Ming, sharp as flames.
His vigilance carried an unprecedented degree of caution.
Little Spider's mouth fell into an O beneath his