Watching Nightmare chatter on beside him, Thanos finally lost his patience. "Relax. The best part is still to come."
Throughout their journey, he had noticed that the Celestials had been unusually active.
So far, one and a half Multiverses had been destroyed.
He counted his own as only half because he had no idea what state it was in now.
And the Celestials couldn't have done all this just to annoy the Celestials.
There had to be a deeper scheme behind it.
Nightmare immediately perked up.
"You mean there's more to come?"
As he spoke, his red eyes flickered while he turned something over in his mind.
Thanos glanced at Nightmare but said nothing.
This Nightmare wasn't the one he knew, but their minds were equally sharp.
He trusted him to grasp his meaning soon enough.
Sure enough, Nightmare stopped asking questions a moment later and watched the noisy Dimension Lords thoughtfully.
In truth, all the Dimension Lords knew the Cosmic Locusts couldn't keep the Celestials occupied forever.
They had only wanted to seize the chance to profit.
None of them had expected such a dramatic turn of events.
Meanwhile.
In the universe where Wanda was.
She was in a Star System more than five hundred light-years from Blue Star.
The innermost Planet in this Star System supported life.
But its technology was only around the level of Blue Star's Middle Ages. Firearms had yet to appear, and although there were people known as Martial Artists, not one had reached Planetary Level.
So she conquered the Planet quickly, without even facing any meaningful resistance.
Now she stood atop a Palace, watching people collect food in the streets.
She had wanted to sacrifice the entire Star System to her father long ago to make up for her losses.
But her