"Buzz--!"
Accompanied by a soul-stirring low hum, the whole world lost all sound at this moment.
The high-energy particle pulse accurately bombarded "Time Controller". The small square box was not vaporized as expected. Instead, it was like pebbles thrown into the lake, causing ripples visible to the naked eye in the space!
Immediately afterwards, the center of the ripples suddenly collapsed inward, and a deep, dark singularity that seemed to be able to swallow all light emerged out of thin air.
The next second, the singularity exploded!
"Boom!!"
A Spacetime Vortex suddenly unfolded, like a cosmic wound that was forcibly torn open, releasing an unparalleled gravitational force. The violent hurricane swept through the entire laboratory in an instant, and the air was sucked in crazily, making a shrill roar. The light tubes on the ceiling flickered, and the heavy equipment fixed to the ground made an overwhelmed "crunching" sound, as if it would be uprooted at any time.
"Oh God!"
"Look! What is that!"
"Time and space is distorted!"
Everyone in the laboratory subconsciously stretched out their arms in front of themselves, letting the strong wind make their clothes rustle, but no one stepped back. Their faces were full of shock and ecstasy, and their eyes were staring at the constantly rotating vortex Reality Distortion.
"We made it!"
"We have opened a portal to another time and space!"
Cheers rose one after another, overwhelming the roar of the storm.
Dr. Otto Octavius also looked excited. He adjusted his glasses that were almost blown away, tightly grasped the console with one hand, and frantically recorded groups of strange data that he had never seen before on the holographic screen with the other hand.
During the break in recording, he subconsciously looked back at the real leader of the experiment.
Then he unexpectedly discovered that Miles, who should have been the most excited, now had his eyes closed tightly and his face was solemn, as if he was under some kind of invisible pressure.
At the same time, a stream of red energy appeared faintly around him.
[This is...Madeleine?]
The moment the vortex formed, Miles suddenly felt that the Phoenix Force mark deep in his soul connected to Madeleine was like an invisible thread, spanning endless dimensions and time and space, and was suddenly pulled by somewhere outside the universe!
A resonance from the soul is passively triggered!
"Boom!"
The next second, Miles suddenly opened his eyes, and two blazing golden flames flashed from his pupils!
The end beyond Multiverse, the dimension of "nothingness".
This is the end point of Multiverse Time Stream. It is also where TVA builds time branches and exiles time criminals. It is called the "Garbage Dump of Multiverse".
In the castle built from the corpse of the huge Ant-Man, Madeleine stood motionless on the ground, struggling to resist a terrifying mental erosion with his own Mind Stone power.
In front of her, stood a "bald woman" who looked very similar to Charles·Xavier - Cassandra·Nova, Charles's evil twin who should have died in the mother's body.
"Young Phoenix... is such a cute and stubborn little fairy..."
Cassandra smiled elegantly, and the voice sounded directly in Madeleine's mind.
While muttering to herself, she slowly extended her palm, ignoring Madeleine's mental shield, and easily penetrated into the depths of Madeleine's consciousness.
"Oh, let me see...Charles, my dear brother, it's really disappointing that you are still alive."
Cassandra's fingertips flicked gently in Madeleine's memory, "Miles? Who is this again? A man who can make your little Phoenix care so much... interesting."
Just when Cassandra's curiosity was aroused, a sudden change occurred!
A spiritual power from another universe, spanning endless dimensions, surged in along the link of Phoenix Mark!
At this moment, Madeleine's spiritual sea, which was about to dry up, once again set off a huge storm!
"Huh?!"
Cassandra's palm suddenly retracted as if he was electrocuted.
"Psychic power from another universe?"
She let out a soft cry, and for the first time a look of surprise appeared on her face. She made a mistake in her steps and retreated several meters away in an instant.
At the same time, Madeleine, whose mental power was replenished, suddenly burst out with unprecedented power!
"Ah--!"
Madeleine looked up to the sky and let out a long roar. It was not pain, but a catharsis of overflowing power!
The golden-red flame was no longer a shield, but spurted out from every pore of her, turning into a fluttering illusion of Phoenix, wrapping her in it! The temperature of the entire hall suddenly increased, and the air began to distort!
The instinct of survival had overtaken her arrogance. She didn't even have time to think about the source of this power, so she directly grabbed a brass Sling Ring from her pocket, and then quickly drew a circle in front of her with both hands, so fast that an afterimage almost appeared.
"Chichi!"
Circles of brilliant sparks burst out of the air, instantly forming a rotating portal!
At the critical moment when Red Phoenix was about to pounce in front of him, the portal accurately enveloped Madeleine's figure, and then disappeared into the air together with the power that destroyed the world.
Only a few wisps of out-of-control flames spattered out, burning the hard ground into several deep sizzling pits.
"Oh, damn! Shet!"
Not far away, Deadpool, who was standing with another Wolverine, covered his mouth in horror and couldn't help but scream.
"Where did you madman send her? Do you know who she is? Damn it! That's 'Red Queen' Madeleine. Pryor! God knows what she will look like next time we meet!"
"A universe that is heading towards its end? Heaven? Hell? Asgard? Or simply sent back to TVA headquarters? Who knows, who cares."
Cassandra shook his head casually, and while adjusting his collar that was messed up by the energy aftermath, he looked at the two of them coldly, "Let's settle our accounts next, Deadpool, and Wolverine."
"I'm in a bad mood right now because of that little girl. So... how do you want to die?"
Spider-Man Universe, Atomic Energy Research Center.
Miles suddenly came back to his senses, and the previous strong resonance with Madeleine had disappeared.
The all-devouring Spacetime Vortex in front of him also seemed to have exhausted its energy, rapidly shrinking, dimming, and finally disappearing completely.
[Madeleine is in danger?]
Miles frowned and fell into deep thought.
With Madeleine's own strength, her enemies who can threaten her will definitely not be weak.
According to what Miles knows, after the world of X-Men experienced the battle of Mr. Sinister, such a powerful enemy should not appear again in a short period of time. After all, it stands to reason that There should be very few powerful Mutant left in this universe. It can't be that one of Magneto and Charles is fighting with Madeleine, right?
Thinking of this, Miles continued to feel the mark of Phoenix Force in his body.
Having lost the connection with Spacetime Vortex, his connection with Madeleine has been reduced to the extreme. Although we don't know what happened to her, she should be fine for the time being.
[I still have to go back as soon as possible]
Forcibly suppressing his worries about another world, Miles turned his attention to the experimental platform.
The "Time Controller" that was used for the experiment had now turned into a piece of charred, cracked scrap metal, completely losing any energy response.
"What a pity..."
Miles sighed, stepped forward, put away the damaged controller, and handed it to Dr. Otto Octavius next to him.
"Dr. Otto Octavius, this thing is useless." Miles said, "Let's dismantle the internal parts and analyze them to see if we can recover some useful technology."
"Okay, Miles." Dr. Otto Octavius nodded solemnly and took the piece of scrap metal, with uncontrollable excitement shining in his eyes.
"Speaking of which, I've been curious for a long time!" Dr. Otto Octavius said excitedly, "How does a 'future creation' like 'Time Controller' use internal energy supply? Is it micro-nuclear energy? Or is it antimatter Oblivion? Or is it some kind of 'zero point energy' that we have never heard of? This is really... so exciting!"
"Go ahead and do it, Dr. Otto Octavius." Miles encouraged with a smile, "Not long after, we will witness together a new field of human science!"
"That's right!" Dr. Otto Octavius nodded and said excitedly, "A brand new field!"
"Okay." Miles said, scanning the messy laboratory, then clapped his hands and said loudly to everyone, "The first experiment was very successful! Everyone did a good job!"
"Now, pack up the equipment and organize the data. In three days, we will conduct the second experiment!"
He paused and announced in a very contagious voice:
"The secret of time and space will be in our hands!"
"Ouch!!"
"Master time and space!"
"Master the world!"
The long-suppressed cheers erupted like a volcano, resounding throughout High-Energy Particle Laboratory.
Now, even excluding the Mind Control factors of Miles, the scientific research enthusiasm of these researchers has been completely ignited.
That afternoon, New York, Queens District.
On the rooftop of an apartment building, Spider-Man squatted quietly on the high guardrail, like a silent gargoyle.
His eyes followed the familiar figure on the street below - Gwen·Stacy was carrying a schoolbag and walking slowly home.
Miles is right. Since the breakup, Peter has indeed used this method every day to secretly protect Gwen.
He was afraid that he would bring her danger, but he couldn't control himself from looking at her.
Once upon a time, when he and Gwen were still together, the phantom of George Stacy would always appear from time to time, looking at him with eyes full of entrustment and warning, reminding Peter of the promise he made to him
[Don't involve Gwen]
But now, after breaking up, Peter still can't help but look at that girl from a distance every day.
Only by confirming with his own eyes that Gwen returned home safe and sound could his uneasy heart calm down a little.
"Huh..."
Peter took a deep breath and looked at Gwen sitting on a seat on the street, seemingly ready to drink a cup of coffee.
At this moment, Peter inexplicably remembered what his new friend Miles once said.
"If you are ready to protect her for the rest of your life, then go ahead and do it!"
"You are Spider-Man, but you are also Peter Parker! You can't mess up the life of 'Peter Parker' just for the sake of Spider-Man's responsibility!"
Peter is silent.
He knew what Miles meant, but he was still afraid.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Peter was stunned and suddenly looked to the other side.
Not far away, thick smoke was billowing from the windows of a high-rise apartment building.
"Fire!"
Seeing this scene, Peter jumped over without hesitation.
On the street, Gwen seemed to feel something. He looked up at the roof of the building in confusion, but saw nothing.
Soon after, in the smoke-filled fire scene, Spider-Man held a frightened little boy of seven or eight years old, used Silk to swing out of the window, and landed steadily on the safe balcony of another building.
He softly comforted the boy a few words, and after confirming that he was okay, he swung Silk again and disappeared into the steel jungle of the city.
That night, Peter returned home and had a quarrel with Aunt May over laundry, and both parties broke up on bad terms.
In this way, New York's good neighbor Spider-Man spent another busy and fulfilling day.
That night, it's night.
Osborn Group Building, secret R&D department.
Miles, wearing a full-coverage "Psypoint Suit", like Wraith blending into the shadows, sneaked into the core secret room of the building without alerting any security systems.
Several secret research results of Osborn Group are quietly displayed in the surrounding display cabinets, including the ferocious-looking "Green Goblin Suit", the shimmering metallic cold light "Octopus Arms", and various other prototype weapons.
However, Miles turned a blind eye to these technologies that he had already analyzed thoroughly, and he went straight to a thick glass door.
The ability was activated, and the glass door opened in response.
What appeared inside was a sample storage cabinet with constant temperature and humidity. In the center of the cabinet, a sample box was quietly displayed with a clear label on it - "Perth Orb-Weaver".
"That's it..."
Miles carefully opened the box and found five sealed test tubes neatly placed inside. The tubes contained a dark green viscous liquid.
"Spider-Venom".
To a certain extent, this is the origin of this world Spider-Man.
Miles was not prepared to take away all the Spider-Venom. He pondered for a moment and only took out one bottle.
So far, the plot of <The Amazing Spider-Man 2> has basically not deviated from the trajectory in his memory. He is not ready to make too many changes for the time being to avoid causing uncontrollable variables.
After taking away Venom, Miles did not leave directly.
Not long after, he came to a luxurious bedroom on the top floor of the building.
This is the room of the founder of Osborn Group, Norman·Osborn.
This once all-powerful business emperor was currently lying weakly on the hospital bed. His body was swollen, his skin was a sickly gray-green color, and his breathing was weak. It was obvious that he was not going to die soon.
Miles looked at the old man on the hospital bed and walked slowly and quietly.
"Who?"
Norman·Osborn on the hospital bed seemed to be aware of it. He turned his head with difficulty and asked hoarsely, "Who are you...?"
Sure enough, it was discovered.
Miles is not surprised by this. A person who can single-handedly create such a huge thing as Osborn Group will always be different from ordinary people. In particular, the old man in front of him is the "Green Goblin" who should have appeared in this world.
"Hello, Mr. Osborn."
Miles walked to the hospital bed. The Psypoint Suit on his body glowed dimly under the dim light. "You can call me 'Psypoint'. By the way, there is no need to press the alarm in vain. That thing won't go off now."
Norman·Osborn's cloudy eyes slowly looked at the mysterious person in front of him. Judging from his body shape and processed voice, he should be young.
But being able to appear here without noticing any guards or alarms undoubtedly shows the danger to the people in front of you.
"Which group are you a killer hired by?" Osborn said calmly, "I can pay more."
"Ah... I knew it."
Miles chuckled indifferently, "Fortunately, I didn't expect you to listen to me well at first."
As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible spiritual power instantly enveloped Norman·Osborn.
[As you can see, I am not an ordinary person, Mr. Osborn]
Miles's voice sounded directly in Norman's mind, "I can kill you anytime I want. So now, can we have a good talk?"
"..."
Norman·Osborn's eyes flashed with unbelievable shock, but he was quickly suppressed by strong willpower and regained his composure.
He slowly asked, "What... do you want to talk about?"
"It's very simple."
Miles said, "Give me some of your genetic samples, and I will help you research ways to cure genetic diseases. As for the price... first of all, I have already received enough things from your group, so just treat it as a favor that I repay."
"... It seems that you did take a lot of things." Norman's eyes stayed on Psypoint Suit for a little longer, and he had obviously recognized the technical traces from Osborn Group.
As for whether the mysterious "Psypoint" in front of him has the ability to cure his genetic disease, old Osborn has no intention of asking. Obviously, since the other party dares to say it, he is naturally certain.
Frankly speaking, the old guy was actually very excited inside, but he didn't show it at all on the outside.
"To be honest, the idea of repaying a favor... is really surprising." Osborn said slowly, "I originally thought you would ask me for something more practical."
"I don't need it." Miles said calmly, "With my ability, it's not difficult to get something in this world."
"Secondly, in addition to favors, I have a small request... As far as I know, your son, Harry. Osborn, should be back soon, right?"
At this moment, old Osborn's face finally couldn't calm down.
"Don't move Harry!" Osborn said tremblingly, "If something happens to him, you will regret it... I promise!!"
"Relax, Mr. Osborn." Miles waved his hand to comfort, "I'm not talking about Harry himself, but... his friend, Peter. Parker, you know that, right?"
Hearing that Miles's target was not Harry, old Osborn finally relaxed again, and then asked with some confusion, "Peter? You mean Richard Parker's son?"
"Yes, that's right."
Miles nodded, "I hope that after you recover, you can take care of that little guy and make his life easier, that's all."
"You..." Norman was silent for a long time, seeming to digest the meaning of these words, and finally asked, "Can I... ask a question, are you Peter's friend?"
"Yes." Miles admitted frankly, "But I may have to leave after a while, and I can't stay with that little guy forever. That's why I made the idea for you."
"... That's it." Norman·Osborn seemed to understand. He sighed softly, as if he had taken off his last guard, "No problem, I promise you."
"Wise decision, Mr. Osborn." Miles typed the Snap, looking very satisfied.
"Right."
Miles thought for a while and suddenly added, "Also, don't tell your son Harry about our transaction for the time being. I don't want my existence to attract too much unnecessary attention. Please understand."
Osborn looked at Miles and nodded slowly.
"Okay."
Soon, Miles, who had reached an agreement, left Osborn Building.
In the bedroom, old Osborn, who was seriously ill in bed, watched the mysterious figure disappear, feeling an inexplicable sense of expectation in his heart.
If you can really recover...
There is still a lot to do!
On the same night, a flight from South Africa landed at John F. Kennedy International Airport.
A ghostly figure left the warehouse without disturbing anyone along the way.
"I'll find you soon, mysterious man..."
Kraven the Hunter looked up at the night sky of New York, his eyes burning with excitement.
He had a hunch that this would be an unprecedented hunting experience!