When Bobo and Cloak secretly returned through the sewers to the center of Vought Tower's ruins, they found Deathstroke tossing several heads in the air like balls. Headless bodies lay densely scattered around where the one-eyed man stood, some torn to pieces, others reduced to pulp or ash.
"Ugh, don't ever make this gorilla do anything so bloody again. I can't stand that kind of excitement." As he spoke, the gorilla handed the head in his furry paw to Deathstroke. "Here, this is A-Train's head."
It sounded a little like a tongue-twister joke—A-Train's head—but seeing the dead youth's face frozen in surprise and pain, probably only Su Ming could laugh.
"What am I supposed to say about you?" Deathstroke had Strangle take all the heads, then raised a hand and draped Cloak back over his shoulders. He took out a handful of Infinity Stones from his waist pouch and fed them to it. "Killing A-Train was fine, but why did you have to make such a bloody mess? Bobo is kindhearted. He can't bear to see this."
This handful of Infinity Stones? He had casually grabbed them from the Time Variance Authority. They had several warehouses spanning tens of thousands of square meters, all filled with this stuff.
They were indeed genuine, containing the energies corresponding to their various colors. They just could not be used on Earth-40K. Who knew which Parallel World, which Timeline, and which Kang had collected them from?
In any case, Marvel's multiverse now consisted only of Earth-40K and its seven subordinate Parallel Worlds. These Infinity Stones had lost their foundation and were effectively all useless.
Might as well let Cloak eat them for fun.
Cloak caught the handful of gems, wrapped them up, and began munching on them. It also used one corner to write