"Utter nonsense, meddlesome god! We will kill you, then erase your existence completely!"
All the Beyonders came like an overwhelming tide.
They seemed endless.
From a distant silver-white horizon, they filled the space around Leon in the blink of an eye.
Even the weakest among them possessed the immense power to alter the orbital paths of galaxies within a universe with a casual gesture.
The strongest Ivory Kings formed the first line surrounding Leon.
Above, below, left, right, front, and back, they sealed off every route of retreat.
Countless golden points of light ignited in the Void. Gathered energy erupted as beams, blocking off every direction around Leon.
Even if the Living Tribunal itself had come, it would have been alarmed by such a scene.
Leon's pitch-black eyes slowly moved, taking everything in.
"Energy beams again. Don't you have any new tricks?"
The top powerhouses of the Marvel world always fought in such monotonous ways: brute force created miracles, beams flew everywhere, and planets were hurled around.
They did not even have as many clever tactics as the superheroes and villains on Earth.
Leon had no intention of dodging.
Two months of sunlight had not been wasted.
He put his hands on his hips and puffed out his chest. The next moment, countless golden beams drowned him.
Rumble—!
The aftershocks shook the Void. Even the Beyond-Realm was affected as vast swathes of space shattered.
The Beyonders, openly provoked, were especially enraged and attacked with all their strength.
They seemed determined to use power capable of destroying the Multiverse to erase Leon completely, as though doing so would erase the humiliation they had suffered as well.
"He should be dead."
After a long while, an Ivory King made that judgment.
The others agreed. "No god can withstand the combined assault of