The atmosphere in the Starry Hall was heavy as iron. The urgent intelligence brought by Centurion Rell of the Nova Corps struck like a boulder thrown into a tranquil lake, stirring a thousand waves.
"The Eternal Archive..." Portmaster Ayla repeated the name, deep apprehension flashing through her star-bright eyes. "There are scattered references in the Corps' most classified records. Legend calls it one of the Observers' oldest strongholds-not a building, but a... living planet, completely transformed, its interior filled with endless corridors and torrents of information. It drifts through the deepest reaches of the Void Corridor. Ordinary methods cannot locate it at all. To think they're conducting their final ritual there..."
"The Corps deployed the Deep-Space Monitoring Array, Clairvoyant. Only after sacrificing three covert probes to complete assimilation did we capture its brief energy spike and traces of large numbers of Observer units converging," Centurion Rell said gravely. "The energy readings indicate a... massive, transdimensional process generating an 'information singularity.' Its ultimate objective is most likely to simulate or induce 'heat death' or 'entropy extinction' in the laws of a localized universe! In other words... what you call 'Final Silence'!"
Simulate the universe's heat death? Induce entropy extinction?
The madness of it exceeded anything they had imagined!
"They want to forcibly accelerate time within a region, bringing everything to its end, so they can observe-or even... savor-Final Silence?!" Dr. Banner said in horror. "That's nothing less than... a desecration of life, a violation of the laws of the universe!"
"We have to stop them!" Gamora declared.
"How?" Star-Lord's brow knotted. "That place sounds like a death trap, and it keeps drifting around."
"Corps headquarters has authorized the flagship Nova Supreme to lead the Seventh and Ninth Fleets in an interception, but we need precise coordinates and guidance, as well as...