To Thanos, it was all about satisfying his own desires. But to the lives in the universe under attack, it was the end of the world.
The Superheroes rolling off the assembly line had little trouble dealing with Laufey, Hela, The Ancient One, the Black Order, and others like them.
After all, both sides operated at the same energy level and had the same understanding of atoms.
But against Thanos's Avatars, equal reserves of energy meant nothing. The difference in energy level left them as helpless as infants facing adults.
The Superheroes could survive against Thanos's Avatars only through sheer numbers.
And with the Universal Coalition Army losing ground at every turn, it could no longer hold its territory.
So Thanos stepped up the pace at which he devoured the universe.
Meanwhile, in the distant Chaos Universe, two Colorful Celestials watched it all coldly.
"Universe T34910 won't last much longer. Should we intervene?"
"No. We still haven't fully dealt with the Cosmic Locusts. Leave the insects on those branches of the universe tree alone for now."
"But at this rate, the entire branch will wither."
"I know. But remember, the trunk of the universe tree matters most. As long as it survives, those branches will grow back even if they wither."
"I know, but it hurts to watch all those lives die."
"Sigh... I felt the same way once. You'll get used to it."
In the end, the two Colorful Celestials chose not to intervene.
Unable to bear watching those lives die, they turned away instead.
After all, if they could not see it, they would not have to feel that pain.
In Universe T34910.
A group of Superheroes stood aboard a moon-sized Titan-class Spaceship, watching in despair as the starry sky vanished in the distance.
Every patch of