Vormir was a barren planet, located in a dark realm as silent as a grave. Civilization had perished, life was scarce, and even adventurers were unwilling to visit.
Azure waves of light spread outward. Sean released the golden gauntlet, and the ripples in the void gradually drew in and faded away.
Beneath his feet lay solid ice. Frigid currents whirled and howled, while endless perilous mountain ranges rose towering above the barren, lifeless land.
Looking up, the starlight was blocked and obscured, leaving only a faint, tiny outline of light, like a black sun hanging in the sky.
"Vormir..."
Sean murmured softly.
The five Infinity Stones embedded in the golden gauntlet emitted strange fluctuations, as though calling to one another—or perhaps colliding. Similar energies formed a subtle connection.
Sean gazed toward the distant mountains. Dark clouds piled high above, like raging tidal waves, blanketing the entire world.
His psychic power spread in rippling waves in every direction like a vibrating radar. Within mere minutes, it covered the surface of Vormir.
"There."
A smile curved Sean's lips.
He sensed the hidden fluctuation of the Soul Stone. At the summit of that towering mountain, someone seemed to be waiting for him.
"Welcome, bearer of the Infinity Stones."
As Sean climbed the steps and reached the summit, a hoarse voice rang out.
A black-robed figure slowly emerged like a ghost. Its robe seemed as though it had weathered countless years and was on the verge of rotting away.
"You have countless identities, Sean Sipes. Sentinel, protector of the Nine Realms, master of Knowhere..."
The black-robed figure drifted like mist, seemingly knowing the identity of everyone who came here.
"I came for the Soul Stone."
Sean stated his purpose directly.
He was not surprised. The moment he entered this place, an extremely subtle energy