"..."
Reed opened his eyes again and found himself staring directly into Susan's gaze.
"Are you all right, Reed?" Susan asked.
"I'm fine..." Reed had barely answered before he blurted out, "No, that's not right!"
Then he suddenly looked at Miles. "Was that real?! Was that really... something you saw?!"
"Reed, what did you see?" Susan froze, realizing this was not how Reed normally spoke.
But Reed no longer had the attention to spare for Susan's question. He stared fixedly at Miles, his eyes bloodshot.
"I already answered that question just now."
As Miles spoke, the Portable Cerebro slowly peeled away into nanometal fibers. "What you just saw was what I saw before. As for anything more... you can only seek confirmation from Doom."
"Victor..."
Reed muttered the name and clenched his teeth.
Though he had already seen everything in Miles's historical vision, he still could not believe the reality before him—the Earth, and even the entire universe, had already been destroyed. The world they lived in, they themselves, everyone on this planet, were merely a "historical state" temporarily anchored by Doom using the "World Anchor"!
Latveria, Hassen City.
Unlike New York, with its glass curtain walls, neon advertisements, and flying vehicles, this ancient city nestled amid the mountains of Eastern Europe clearly retained far more traces of the past.
At the highest point of the entire city stood a massive black castle atop a cliff. This was Doom's palace.
At four-thirty in the morning, the palace alarms suddenly began blaring urgently.
"Warning!"
"The Fantasticar has entered Latverian airspace without authorization!"
"Land immediately!"
Amid the clamor, a black dot appeared in the depths of the night sky beyond.
Beams of light swept over and locked on as Latveria's air defense systems activated, faint flames rising.
But soon, the air