Chu Hang raised his hand, and a soft but unmistakable golden light curtain spread from his palm, gently covering Peter·Parker and T'Challa like ripples.
The moment the light curtain touched the ground, a silent purification began.
Within a hundred meters, the Black Noir spores suspended in the air and exuding an ominous aura, the rotten mycelium wriggling on the ground, and even the bloody stench that seemed to have penetrated deep into the Soul Law were completely wiped out in an instant and disappeared without a trace.
Peter·Parker stood frozen on the spot and took off his mask in a daze.
He greedily took a deep breath, and the long-lost clean air without any impurities poured into his lungs, giving him a feeling of happiness that was almost dizzy.
He has been struggling in this endless hell for so long that he has almost forgotten that breathing itself can be a kind of enjoyment, not a kind of torture.
T'Challa's reaction was even faster. He knelt on one knee, Black Panther Suit made a slight buzz, and the nano-metal flowed through his fingertips, touching the purified land. The sensors built into the armor were frantically refreshing data.
"The virus concentration in this area... has returned to zero." T'Challa raised his head, and Vibranium slowly put away his visor, revealing his face full of exhaustion and shock, "How did you do it?"
"A little trick." Chu Hang answered calmly. His attention did not stay too much on the two survivors, but focused on the land under his feet where he had reshaped the rules. Within his domain, he was the only rule. The virus was not allowed to exist, so it ceased to exist.
He retracted his gaze and looked at the two of them. "Tell me about the situation here."
Peter and T'Challa looked at each other. A trace of pain flashed in the latter's eyes, and he nodded slightly, indicating that he would do the talking.
"Everything... began with Ant-Man." T'Challa's voice was low and hoarse, as if every word was wrapped in painful memories, "Hank·Dr. Pym 0 While Quantum Realm was searching for his wife Janet, came into contact with something... we still don't know what it was. When he returned, the infection had already begun."
"Then Wasp, Hope." Peter took over, with a trembling voice, "Then the whole Pym Technologies, and then San Francisco, and then..." He paused suddenly, his eyes instantly turned red, and his voice choked up, "Then everyone."
Chu Hang did not speak, but listened quietly. His silence gave the narrator space to continue.
"Avengers responded immediately," T'Challa continued, his tone full of powerlessness, "But the virus spreads far faster than we imagined. The infected not only turned into bloodthirsty monsters, they also retained their abilities and wisdom in life, but were twisted into the purest hunger."
"Zombie Iron Man's energy cannon, Zombie Captain America's shield, Zombie Thor's Stormbreaker..." Peter's voice became lower and lower, as if he was reciting a death list, "We fell one after another. In the end... even Observer was swallowed by them."
Chu Hang's brows twitched almost imperceptibly. Observer, those cosmic gods who swore to only observe and not interfere, possess nearly omniscient perspective and perception.
They will also be eaten?
"What does Observer's meat taste like?" Chu Hang suddenly asked.
This question made Peter and T'Challa stunned at the same time, unable to keep up with his jumping thoughts for a while.
"What I mean is," Chu Hang waved his hand and corrected, "What happened to the zombies after they swallowed Observer?"
"They... have become smarter, or more foresighted." T'Challa's voice revealed a hint of deep fear, "They are no longer a chaotic herd, but have begun to act in an organized and planned manner. They have begun to... look for entrances to other universes."
Chu Hang's brows furrowed even tighter. Swallowing Observer not only means gaining its vast knowledge, but also means inheriting the coordinate sense of Multiverse. This is the fundamental reason why this plague can spread across dimensions.
"How many of you are left?" he asked.
Peter and T'Challa looked at each other again, with only endless bitterness in their eyes.
"Before we found this shelter, there were a few... but now," Peter's voice was as light as a sigh, "It's just the two of us."
Chu Hang no longer asked about the stories of those who died. The tragedy of the doomsday was much the same.
He took out the Pym Particle Regulator obtained from the zombie Wasp from the storage space and weighed it in his palm.
The regulator's shell has been eroded by Black Noir's hyphae pattern, but the core module is still running weakly.
"I'm going to the Quantum Realm," Chu Hang announced, "The source of the virus is there."
"What?!" T'Challa's voice suddenly rose, "Are you crazy? Hank·Pym brought this disaster back from there!"
"So, I'm going to uproot it." Chu Hang's tone was as plain as if he was stating an established fact.
Peter opened his mouth, wanting to say something to dissuade him, but looked at the faint golden halo surrounding the black-haired man in front of him, and swallowed his words back.
A person who can purify hell with a wave of his hand may be more powerful than he can comprehend.
"You stay here."
Chu Hang raised his hand, and the golden Law Domain silently expanded outwards, completely covering a one kilometer radius.
"It will be absolutely safe here until I come back."
Before he finished speaking, he had activated the regulator in his hand. The energy of Pym Particles surged, trying to fold the space around him at a microscopic level.
However, the moment these particles came into contact with Chu Hang's body, they were captured, analyzed, and reorganized by the power of his more ambitious laws.
They are no longer crude space folding tools, but have become a precise key, opening the door to the Quantum Realm for him.
His figure shrank rapidly, from one meter to ten centimeters, then to one millimeter, to one micron...
The world around him magnified in an incredible way in his eyes. Molecules, atoms, quarks, these microscopic particles turned into magnificent and huge planets, whizzing past him.
The next moment, he broke through the boundary of reality and fell into the Quantum Realm.
There is no concept of time and space here, only endless Chaos Law light and shadow and distorted energy flow. Any mortal here will instantly lose his mind.
But for Chu Hang, this is just another landscape that needs to be interpreted.
He closed his eyes, and his huge mental power spread out like a spider web, accurately capturing the Black Noir tracks left by the contaminated Pym Particles in the Quantum Realm.
Those tracks are like blood vessels leading to Abyss, converging from all directions toward the same dark center.
Chu Hang opened his eyes, and his body turned into a stream of light, speeding away in that direction.
He passed through the illusion composed of layers of quantum foam, passing through the possibilities of countless superposition states, and finally reached the deepest part of the Quantum Realm.
A large, pulsing sphere of Black Noir is suspended within Chaos Law.
No, that's not a sphere. It's a Hive, a living Hive composed of pure black Dark Matter and twisted biological tissue.
Countless thick Black Noir tentacles extend from the surface of Hive, piercing the barriers of the Quantum Realm, Greed extending to every corner of Multiverse, every slight tremor seems to be sucking something invisible.
At the core of Hive, Chu Hang saw the outline of an imprisoned humanoid.
It was a woman. Her body has been completely integrated with the Black Noir substance, and only her face still retains vague human features.
Her eyes were empty and lifeless, but there was a creepy and weird smile on the corner of her mouth.
Janet·Van Dyne. Original Wasp, the legend who disappeared for thirty years in the Quantum Realm, is now the mother and core of the plague sweeping Multiverse.
Chu Hang's gaze penetrated all obstacles, and his mental power was like the sharpest scalpel, accurately analyzing the core structure of Hive. He saw the truth clearly.
The consciousness of Janet has not died. On the contrary, it has been amplified by Infinity. Through the tentacles connecting Multiverse, it has established quantum entanglement with Life Law in countless parallel worlds.
She is not spreading the virus, but conducting an unprecedented harvest.
Each tentacle is extracting an extremely abstract concept from other universes-"Presence".
The infected Life Law will gradually lose self-awareness, forget its past, present and future, and eventually become a walking zombie with only the instinct to eat.
And the part of themselves they lost all followed the channel of quantum entanglement and converged into this Hive, nourishing the Void behind it.
Chu Hang instantly understood. The reason why the residue of Anti-Monitor could evolve into such a strange plague is precisely because it itself represents Void, the opposite of existence.
This Hive is not creating zombies, but creating non-existence. It wants to erase the entire concept of existence of Multiverse and drag it into Void Abyss of Eternity.
"Interesting." Chu Hang whispered to himself.
He raised his hand, and the power of fourteen completely different but mutually echoing laws gathered and blended in his palm, eventually forming a perfect closed energy loop.
Existence and Void, after he understood the essence of Anti-Monitor, have become concepts that can be interchanged at will.
Hive is harvesting Presence? Then he will completely reverse the process.
"Existence Exchange."
A miniature sun bloomed in the palm of Chu Hang, and the golden light instantly illuminated the quantum Abyss.
"--NO!!!"
A sharp roar that was neither male nor female exploded in Chu Hang's mind.
That was not a sound, but the spiritual roar of Janet, the core of Hive, or the will that occupied her body.
Along with the roar came the despair, pain and resentment of hundreds of millions of devoured creatures, which converged into a torrent of Void that was enough to overwhelm any sanity, trying to drag Chu Hang into the non-existent Abyss.
Chu Hang's eyes did not waver at all. Faced with this mental shock, he just commented lightly. "Noisy."
His will was indestructible, and this spiritual torrent hit the wall of his mind and was completely crushed without even a single ripple being stirred up.
The golden light spread unstoppably. The moment those Black Noir tentacles came into contact with the light, they trembled and curled up like worms burned by a soldering iron.
The Presence they sucked in from various universes were forcibly stripped away, and flowed back along the passage they came from, like a flood that broke a bank.
"What... are you doing..." The voice mixed with countless noises sounded intermittently, full of incredible horror.
"Help you lose weight." Chu Hang responded in a relaxed tone, "You eat too much and have indigestion."
He increased the power of Existence Exchange.
The collapse of Hive began. The tentacles extending towards Multiverse could not withstand this reversal of the torrent, and burst and disconnected one by one. The material of Black Noir quickly melted under the shining of golden light, turning into the purest Void, which was then filled and annihilated by the concept of existence.
Janet's body was violently twisted at the core of Hive. The huge Void concept that was forcibly inserted into her body was being extracted and purified little by little by Chu Hang.
The former superhero was now only an empty shell that was completely eroded by the darkness. In his final wail, the entire Hive turned into a handful of Black Noir dust and completely dissipated in the golden light.
The mother virus that plagued countless parallel universes was wiped out lightly.