Vormir.
It was a desolate Planet, strewn with alien rock. There was not a single person on the entire Planet.
Only the Red Skull.
Meng Chuan had come to this Planet for his target: the Soul Stone!
"The Soul Stone." Meng Chuan murmured the name.
It was probably the hardest stone to obtain in Marvel. The condition was simple:
One soul for one soul.
Meng Chuan analyzed the terrain, the feng shui, the flow of fortune and energy, and everything else. Then he looked toward the Soul Stone's location—a cliff at the Planet's highest, most conspicuous point.
"Well, that analysis got me nowhere." Meng Chuan shrugged. No harm done; nobody had seen it.
With a single step, Meng Chuan reached the cliff's edge. His gaze pierced the Void, and he saw the hidden Soul Stone.
"Someone has finally come." A raspy voice sounded behind Meng Chuan. Against the surroundings, it would probably have startled anyone faint of heart.
Meng Chuan turned. Before him stood a figure in a tattered black robe, with a face beneath it that anyone would have called terrifying.
A red skull for a face!
"You're the first person to find this place in seventy years," the Red Skull said, watching Meng Chuan.
"The Red Skull?" It was phrased as a question, but Meng Chuan sounded certain.
Surprise flashed in the Red Skull's eyes. "You know me? Are you from Earth?"
"The leader of Hydra? I know you." Meng Chuan nodded. Not long ago, he had sent a group of Hydra agents' ashes back to S.H.I.E.L.D.
"Hydra," the Red Skull murmured. It had once been the instrument of his ambitions, but his battle with that man he seemed destined to face had brought him here.
"Have you come for the Soul Stone?" the Red Skull asked. He