The Truth of Destruction

Amid the ruins of Doom Castle, two teams of superheroes from different dimensions faced each other.

The air was filled with the exhaustion of surviving a catastrophe and a suffocating heaviness.

Xiao Han quietly listened to Reed's account, looking at the heroes from another universe before him.

The pain, confusion, and suppressed defiance in their eyes were all genuine.

"You haven't lost everything," Xiao Han suddenly said.

Everyone's gaze instantly focused on him.

Xiao Han turned his eyes toward Mr. Fantastic and slowly asked, "What exactly did the Thanos you encountered look like?"

Reed froze for a moment. Though confused, he still recalled the details. "A tall purple giant wearing golden armor, with five powerful subordinates at his side."

"Was he an older version?" Xiao Han pressed.

"No." Cyclops immediately shook his head, hatred in his voice.

"He looked young, and extremely arrogant."

"I understand." Xiao Han nodded and withdrew his gaze.

But he could not help laughing inwardly.

Thanos again. Thanos was everywhere—either an old version or a young version. He truly was the Multiverse's biggest troublemaker.

After confirming the key information, the discussion turned once more to the future.

The Avengers looked at these homeless heroes with sympathy in their hearts.

Steve was the first to step forward, his voice firm. "Everyone, although we come from different universes, we are all heroes who fight to protect life. If you don't mind, Avengers Base will always welcome you."

Tony also put away his usual frivolity and said seriously, "That's right. Earth is huge. Supporting a few more superhero teams won't be a problem. Stark Industries can provide all the technology and resources you need."

Faced with this kindness, the members of the Fantastic Four and X-Men all showed grateful expressions.

However, Professor X hesitated.

"Thank you for your kindness,