A Difficult Choice

Deep Space

Xiao Han floated silently in the vacuum, his black cloak fluttering slightly in the afterglow of stellar radiation.

His Super-Sight pierced through layer upon layer of obstacles, taking in everything on Earth.

The members of the Illuminati stood on the ground in Red Space, collectively gazing up at the crimson anomaly in the sky.

The outline of another Earth slowly emerged in Red Space, like a reflection on the other side of a mirror. The oppressive presence was suffocating.

Knull still drifted silently to one side, his eyes narrowed slightly. But this time, he did not mock them. He simply watched everything in silence.

Earth's Illuminati headquarters.

Tony Stark stood at the front of the crowd, his armor's faceplate retracted and his tired face exposed.

He stared at the Earth that was gradually drawing near, then suddenly spoke.

"Should we go over and take a look?"

His voice was soft, yet it struck the stagnant water like a stone.

"Maybe there isn't anyone over there at all."

Those words made everyone's breathing hitch slightly.

Beast's brows drew tightly together, and his face looked especially haggard at that moment.

Doctor Strange's gaze flickered slightly. His eyes were dark and unreadable, as if he were different from the Doctor Strange of the past.

Black Bolt stood silently in the shadows at the back, as though he had merged with the darkness.

Meanwhile, Mr. Fantastic Reed's brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes fixed on the Earth above.

No one answered Tony.

But everyone understood what he meant.

This was not the first time.

During this period, they had already used Antimatter Bombs to destroy eight parallel-universe Earths that were about to collide with Earth-616.

Eight.

Every decision felt like carving another crack into their souls.

As superheroes, they were supposed to