Gwen gazed at the figure before her, her eyes warm and proud. For the first time in so long, she felt at peace.
Silk and Spider-Woman stood frozen, unable to recover from their shock.
They had traveled through countless parallel universes and spent their lives fleeing the Inheritors. They had feared Morlun's name. Countless heroes and countless worlds had fallen to this calamity.
Yet the Inheritor Legion, which had struck fear into Spider-Men across the entire Multiverse, had been wiped out in an instant by one man.
Was this what a supreme powerhouse who controlled the Spacetime Origin and governed the order of the Multiverse could do?
It was terrifying. Overwhelming. Beyond belief.
High in the void, bloody energy churned around the sole survivor, Morlun. Murderous fury blazed in his eyes, and rage and disbelief swept away the last of his reason.
He had watched his kin, the core of his family, and the forces he had built vanish at the mere wave of someone's hand.
His family's legacy, its ages of accumulation, its fighting strength—all destroyed in a single day!
"You're dead!!"
Morlun roared at the sky. Crimson energy erupted around him, casting red light for miles. He forcibly drew in the turbulent currents of the Multiverse's void, gathering endless devouring essence and the lingering power of billions of totems into himself.
He held nothing back. Breaking the shackles on his bloodline, he entered a berserk state beyond his limits.
Every scrap of life force, totem essence, and supernatural power he had devoured over the years erupted at once.
His body swelled several times over. Crimson battle armor solidified around him, and waves of destructive power rolled off his body. His strength, speed, and Devouring Power surged dozens of times over. The pressure crushed the surrounding space, making even