The Goddess of Death Tries to Steal the Kill-Then Turns Tail and Runs!

The Multiverse was boundless.

Countless beings lived and multiplied within it.

The Five Cosmic Entities stood above all, controlling the rules of the world. A single thought from them could decide whether anything lived or died.

And in a dark corner of its many dimensions lay a void cold enough to pierce the bone.

The Death Realm.

It was the final destination of every soul in the Universe—and Lady Deathstrike's private vault.

It was packed with the rare treasures and extraordinary souls she had collected over countless years.

For her, collecting the souls of the powerful was the only way to stave off boredom.

Just as the Collector liked gathering junk and the Grandmaster liked running arenas, she liked collecting the dead.

Today,

Lady Deathstrike opened her eyes for once and swept her mind across the dimensions out of habit.

"Hm?"

"How did such a strong aura of death appear in some tiny little universe?"

Lady Deathstrike was surprised.

She could watch tens of thousands of universes rise and fall without batting an eye.

Yet this unremarkable stretch of space had erupted with an astonishing aura of death.

A top-tier powerhouse had clearly fallen.

"Interesting."

"Looks like I can add a few fine pieces to my collection."

Lady Deathstrike was delighted.

After living for countless ages, few things could still give her pleasure.

With a thought,

she crossed endless space and arrived at the edge of the battlefield.

"Earth-616. Even Eternity is here."

"This is getting more interesting."

A wicked smile touched Lady Deathstrike's lips.

The Five Cosmic Entities lived forever, and they often rubbed one another the wrong way.

She happened to have a score to settle with Eternity.

Not long ago, she had set her sights on a prime soul, only for Eternity to save it.

With that