Every Kang Variant's pupils contracted. Their bodies went rigid.
As one, they turned toward the intruder who had appeared without warning, shock surging through them.
They guarded the Temporal Sanctuary and controlled its comprehensive spacetime surveillance network.
In theory, no one—no living being—could enter the council hall unnoticed.
Yet this man had evaded every spacetime detection system, as though he had appeared out of thin air.
"An outside variable? You dare enter Kang's Temple of your own accord?"
A Kang Variant in classic blue armor barked the challenge as waves of temporal energy surged around him.
"A mere Earth native dares enter the Spacetime Nexus alone? You're asking to die!"
Rama-Tut Kang, dressed as an ancient Egyptian pharaoh, gripped his spacetime scepter. Temporal light flowed across its tip.
His eyes narrowed. "Were you the one who killed the Scarlet Centurion? The one who blocked every spacetime signal?"
Iron Lad, still a boy, clenched his armored fists. Young but razor-sharp spacetime energy surged around him.
He flickered into position, ready to strike.
Kang Variants of every description locked onto Loren at once. More than a hundred waves of spacetime pressure converged.
They bore down on him in layers, enough to crush an ordinary universe in an instant.
Even the Scarlet Centurion would have been overwhelmed by such a coordinated assault.
But Loren stood motionless. An invisible spatial barrier formed around him.
The moment the onrushing pressure touched it, the barrier silently swallowed it all without a ripple.
"No need to guess." Loren looked up at Immortus on the throne. His voice was calm, yet it carried throughout the hall.
"I killed the Scarlet Centurion. Every pursuer you sent to Earth is dead.
I didn't come here to wait for your next attack. I came to end the Kang Dynasty."
Arrogance. Utter