"So you mean you thought my former self was too weak to take part in your plan to fight Galactus, right?"
Miles said with an unfriendly expression.
"That is a fact."
Doom corrected him calmly.
The corner of Miles's eye twitched slightly.
"Looks like I've finally met someone even more irritating than me."
"Doom does not need to be liked."
Doom looked at him. "If you think your current strength is already enough to make you complacent, that only proves you have never seen what true terror is."
"I don't need you to remind me of that." Miles snorted.
He knew very well that while his current strength was not weak, it still amounted to nothing compared with beings beyond all standards like Loki, the God of Time, Arishem the Judge, and Legion. Above even them stood the cosmic gods truly perched at the peak of the multiverse.
Especially since the one they would need to face in Doom's upcoming plan was a genuine cosmic god—Galactus, the Planet Eater.
"I won't waste any more time on nonsense." Miles shook his head. "Can we talk directly about what you need me to do and this so-called plan of yours?"
"Of course."
Doom answered calmly and raised one hand.
An invisible magical barrier enveloped them. The sounds around the restaurant suddenly grew distant, and the space where the two of them sat was "isolated" from the real world.
Miles remained unmoved. If necessary, he could achieve the same thing with psychic magic.
Then, a pale green holographic projection unfolded across the table before them.
The first thing to appear was a blue planet.
Earth.
Then came the Moon, the Sun, and the entire Solar System.
Immediately afterward...
Within the darkness beyond the Solar System, an unimaginably vast figure slowly emerged.
Even though