Battle of the Cosmic Overlords

Pharaoh Kang had not finished speaking.

Chu Hang raised his hand, aiming his palm at the golden mask.

"Finished?"

Pharaoh Kang's pupils contracted.

The next second, his body began to disappear. Starting at his feet, his armor, flesh, bones, and even the temporal energy inside him turned into threads of light that streamed into Chu Hang's palm.

"No... impossible! I am Kang! I am the master of time!"

Chu Hang remained expressionless.

"What was that you just said? Pruning?"

His devouring law went into full operation.

Three seconds later, Pharaoh Kang had vanished completely. The vanguard fleet behind him disintegrated as well. Thousands of ships twisted and shattered, dragged into an invisible abyss.

In the sky, Chronopolis shook violently.

Tony's mouth fell open and stayed that way. He had seen Chu Hang fight before, but never like this—he had erased a Cosmic Overlord along with his entire fleet?

Steve's hand trembled around his shield.

The fading light reflected in Wanda's eyes. She could sense the aura surrounding Chu Hang. It was not merely power, but something on a higher plane.

A concept.

The concept of greed.

"All right." Chu Hang lowered his hand and looked at the three figures deep within Chronopolis.

Black-Armored Kang, Data Kang, and Young Kang.

Those three had remained at the very back since the battle began.

Now, they moved.

Black-Armored Kang raised his right hand.

Pitch-black energy poured from his palm. It was not an attack, but a conceptual projection.

Death.

Absolute death.

Black ripples spread toward the Avengers. The air solidified, light vanished, and even time froze.

Alarms blared inside Tony's armor. "Sir, your vital signs are being forcibly reduced to zero! Immediate evacuation recommended!"

Steve felt a bone-deep chill rise from his feet. His body began to stiffen, his consciousness fading.

Wanda's eyes