Just as everyone sank into despair...
The Darkness and Silence One suddenly stopped attacking! He seemed to have sensed something. His flailing black spikes slowed to a halt, and he turned his gaze toward the sky.
Space was like a lump of modeling clay, pulled at by an unseen hand, opening one moment and closing the next.
Suddenly, a rift appeared in midair, revealing a deep, pitch-black shadow.
A muscular yet slender man floated leisurely in the air. He wore pure white jeans, his bare upper body covered only in tattoos, and his eyes were utterly detached.
Who... was this?
Tony, Steve, and the others at the scene looked curious.
The man floated lazily in midair, as though he had become one with nature.
There was nothing remotely out of place about him.
The one who stepped out of the spatial rift was, of course, Orochi! The Avatar of the Blue Star Consciousness! Orochi, truly empowered by the Blue Star Consciousness!
Doctor Strange noticed the surging power and abundant Blue Star Consciousness within Orochi.
He felt as though he had eaten something rotten.
His entire body felt wrong.
Had Blue Star already given birth to an Avatar of its will? Had this journey through the universe been for nothing?
The dark aura on Doctor Strange's face grew thicker. This universe was probably his last chance.
If he failed here and could not obtain Blue Star's essence, he would likely never have another chance to try!
At that thought, a ruthless look flashed across Doctor Strange's face. The aura of decay within him intensified, and a third, deep-yellow eye strained to emerge.
Inside the command center, Ah Xing's expression changed drastically. He murmured, "Why him?! The Parliament actually sent this lun... this member here..."
Hearing Ah Xing's muttering, every commander present,