Time froze once more.
The dust floating in the air, the violent energy arcs surging around Marcus, the blood splashing as Rama-Tut recoiled in terror, even the anxious expressions frozen on T'Challa and Scott's faces...
Everything came to a standstill again.
Except for Miles.
"What incredible power."
Miles lowered his raised hand. The nanotech faceplate covering his face slowly retracted, revealing his calm features. He did not look at anyone else around him and instead reached directly toward Marcus!
Temporal Annihilation!
As Miles curled his hand into a loose fist, the space Marcus occupied seemed to be forcibly erased by an invisible palm. Pitch-black cracks spread wildly from Marcus's chest toward every part of his body.
Within the frozen domain of time, Marcus could not react in the slightest to Miles's attack. He could not even perceive it.
Yet even so, Miles discovered that the annihilation process was not going as smoothly as he had expected.
"Hiss, hiss..."
Even under the crushing pressure of spacetime itself, Marcus's flesh retained astonishing vitality. The torn cells were reconstructing themselves at a speed that defied physical laws, as if every cell possessed an independent consciousness and was desperately resisting the erosion of the very concept of "nonexistence" on a microscopic level.
This was the Mutant Progenitor—a body honed to its peak by Kang's technology and his own abilities. Even Time Stop could not completely erase the "concept" of his existence.
"Molecular-level self-control and adaptive evolution... What a perfect biological weapon."
Miles watched Marcus struggle again and again at the edge of annihilation, a trace of admiration flashing through his eyes. But it turned cold the next instant as he opened his palm, and the Conqueror's Spacetime Energy Core began operating frantically!
"Apocalypse" Marcus had to die!
He was simply too powerful. On a