On the holographic map in the Void Fortress's central hall, the green trail marking Rabum Alal stopped at the coordinates of a remote universe for a full thirty seconds, then went dark.
Chu Hang stood before the map as the gold-red and silver-white light in his eyes slowly faded.
He knew Doctor Doom would not be fooled by false coordinates for long, but that thirty-second window was enough.
"Clark. Wanda."
He turned, looking from Silver Superman, who hovered in midair, to Scarlet Witch, who sat in the corner.
"Come with me."
Clark descended and landed on the metal floor with a dull thud.
He heard the urgency in Chu Hang's voice: the particular calm that came when time was running out.
Wanda rose with Adam in her arms. Dark-red Chaos Magic instinctively formed a protective layer around her.
She glanced at the dense cluster of lights on the map, then at Chu Hang.
"Which universe is the target?"
Chu Hang raised a hand and casually swiped across the map. The glittering points went dark all at once.
Only the point in the center remained. It swelled rapidly until it filled the entire projection.
Inside it, energy threads twisted everywhere in a dense web that resembled a neural network.
"Universe-621."
Chu Hang touched the center of the point.
"This universe's Molecule Man has just awakened, but he hasn't learned to control his power. Based on Rabum Alal's hunting route, this will be his next target once he deals with the false coordinates."
Tony quickly pulled up Universe-621's basic data and frowned.
"A cyberpunk world with a badly distorted tech tree and religious fanaticism off the charts. Its dominant power is an organization called the Black Swan Cult. They worship Molecule Man as a god, and they're planning some kind of sacrificial