Before Tetiyu could even wipe away her pitiful expression, and just as she was about to continue condemning this man who changed his mind faster than flipping through a book, everyone present suddenly stopped.
Strange's brow furrowed sharply. He clutched his chest, his face turning pale. " The Spirit World... the Spirit World is fluctuating violently."
Almost simultaneously, a flash of light appeared on the Silver Surfer's silver body. He looked up at the ceiling, as if his gaze could pierce through the ruins and reach the depths of the universe. "Some powerful being... has fallen."
Both Wong and Strange had serious expressions on their faces, while Thor and Tetiyu exchanged a strange look.
They certainly don't need to rely on Spirit World fluctuations or Cosmic Energy tides to perceive things.
In that very instant, an incredibly clear image unfolded directly before their eyes—
Countless light-years away from Earth lies a bizarre space pieced together from countless fragments of the universe—the " Battleworld."
A phoenix burning with golden-red cosmic flames soared into the sky, its cry filled with hunger and madness.
Ignoring the barriers of space and dimensions, it rushed straight to the top of the Battleworld, where there was a dimensional rift that was almost imperceptible.
The phoenix's figure passed through the crack and disappeared for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying explosion, indescribable in words, resounded from a higher dimension, its aftershocks even causing the entire Battleworld to tremble.
Thor understood what was going on when he saw this.
This is the famous scene from the original book where Grey, the Zombie Phoenix, devours the Beyonder's clone.
But the problem is... something's not right.
Thor's senses swept across the chaotic Battleworld, and he could clearly detect a familiar aura. Although faint, it was definitely the Classic Loki.
That's strange, isn't it?
With Classic Loki around, why would they let Jean Grey become Zombie Phoenix again, following the original script?
That old guy may have a sharp tongue, but his strength is undeniable.
Not to mention, I even got him a king-level weapon called " Heart of Lies," which is just as powerful as my Stormbreaker.
Even if the Classic Loki's raw strength was only at the mid-stage of a single universe, combined with his unparalleled cunning and magic, and his Heart of Lies, surely he shouldn't be unable to stop even a zombie, right?
Thor began to have doubts.
Is that old man putting on an act again?
Or is there something special about the zombies in this universe, making them so powerful that even Classic Loki has to avoid them?
With the disappearance of the Beyonder, Thor could sense that the entire structure of the Battleworld had become slightly loosened.
However, the foundation of this thing is still frighteningly solid.
After all, this is the first generation of the Battleworld.
In Thor's perception, the essence of this thing probably transcends the scope of the multiverse; it is at least Megaverse Level existence.
To cause substantial damage to it, it would probably require a force of equal strength.
The race that Beyonders is simply too overpowered. Even the weakest member of their race could easily defeat most Omniverse Level beings.
It can only be said that Marvel's power levels are consistently out of control, and DC's are not far behind, they're pretty much on par.
The birth of the Zombie Phoenix, and the aftershocks of that powerful being's demise, made Strange and the Silver Surfer's expressions grow increasingly grim.
They were acutely aware that it was nothing short of delusional for them to try to set things right in this utterly insane universe.
"We must find Thanos," Strange said in a deep voice, glancing at Wong. "Someone needs to stay here; the Sanctum Sanctorum cannot be left unattended."
Wang nodded solemnly. "Leave it to me, Master."
Silver Surfer turned to Strange: "I know his coordinates, on Titan. He seems to be gathering the last resistance forces there."
Strange no longer hesitated. He raised his hands, and an orange-yellow magical halo rapidly outlined and spun in front of him, slowly forming a portal filled with spatial folds. On the other side of the portal was Titan's iconic red surface, covered with massive debris.
Silver Surfer and Strange were the first to prepare for departure, while Tetiyu also looked at the portal with great interest. Only Thor stood still.
He simply extended his right hand and made a loose clenching motion in the air.
The Silver Surfer looked at him, somewhat puzzled. "What are you waiting for?"
Strange watched Thor's actions, but his eyes flickered.
As the Sorcerer Supreme, he possessed an encyclopedic knowledge of all the artifacts and magical items in the universe.
Looking at Thor's posture, a bold guess came to his mind.
Was he... was he trying to summon Thor's hammer, a weapon that was already "dead" in this universe?
The moment Strange's thought arose—
Clang! Crash--!
A loud bang!
The only remaining intact stained-glass window in the Sanctum Sanctorum was smashed to pieces from the outside by an unparalleled force!
Immediately afterwards, a gray streak of light whistled through the air, tearing through the air and landing with perfect precision in Thor's outstretched palm.
It was a warhammer bearing the marks of time.
It is simple and heavy, with a square Hammerhead engraved with runes, and a wrist strap tied to the end of the leather handle.
It is Mjolnir, Mjolnir.
Thor weighed the hammer in his hand a couple of times, feeling a familiar heaviness from the Uru metal.
Although most of the divine power within this hammer has dissipated due to the death of its original owner, its material and enchantments remain top-tier.
He grinned with satisfaction, looking at the dumbfounded Strange and the Silver Surfer.
"Let's go," Thor, picking up his hammer and striding towards the portal. "We're going to Thanos."
Strange and the Silver Surfer exchanged a glance, both seeing deep shock in each other's eyes.
Without further hesitation, the group stepped into the portal one by one.
Tetiyu walked last, and as she passed Thor, she winked mischievously at him and mouthed two words silently.
"Pretending to be ignorant."
Thor's lips twitched, but he ignored her and strode into the land of Titan.
As the last figure disappeared, the orange-yellow portal rapidly contracted, turning into a point of light and dissipating into the air.
Inside the Sanctum Sanctorum, only the King remained, amidst a mess of shattered glass at his feet.
"Damn it! I hate cleaning!"