Marvel's Kryptonian Scientist Chapter 381 381

The mont Drex Valen stepped beyond the boundary of this universe, he was t by pure nothingness.

No stars.

No space.

No distance.

Just an endless void where even the concept of direction felt thin and brittle.

He drifted there for a long mont, searching for sothing, anything, that could be called a hidden dinsion or a pocket reality. But the deeper he went, the clearer it beca that the place beyond the Multiverse was not a normal expanse at all. It was absence wearing the shape of a place.

Drex frowned.

He kept searching.

Nothing.

No unclaid dinsion.

No stray cosmic current.

No cosmic anchor to latch onto.

On the second attempt, he pushed farther, roaming through the blank expanse for an even longer stretch.

Still nothing.

Eventually, he had no choice but to turn back.

So that was why the dinsional lords kept trying to invade reality.

Outside the Multiverse, even finding another dinsion was difficult. Finding an unclaid one was harder still.

When Drex returned, the first thing he noticed was that Earth had changed again.

Ultron units were flying everywhere, glinting as they moved through the sky in swarms of tal and light.

And more importantly...

Tifa, Esdeath, Lyra Yan, and Clare had gone to Venus.

They were fighting soone.

Drex's expression darkened instantly.

"Unbelievable. I co back for one second and soone's already picking a fight with my people."

He was about to lose his temper.

Then he saw who it was.

"...Oh. It's Thanos."

That was fine.

For Thanos, apparently, it was not a good day to be standing near Drex's won.

Elsewhere in the black ocean of space, countless stars glittered from unimaginable distances, joining into a brilliant river of light that drifted quietly across the void.

Near Venus, a massive warship floated in perfect silence.

Its main cannons and secondary batteries rotated into firing position, locking onto a transport vessel ahead of it.

No words were exchanged.

No warnings were given.

No surrender was offered.

Only the cold, chanical certainty of annihilation.

Blue light began to gather in the muzzles of the cannons, growing brighter with every passing second as the energy cells filled. The glow beca hotter, harsher, until it burned like a miniature star.

Sanctuary II.

Thanos's flagship.

The ship fired.

A concentrated beam of ionized fire lanced across the void in an instant.

The distance was nothing on an astronomical scale, but to the people caught in its path, it might as well have been the speed of death itself.

Of course, Esdeath had spent long enough fighting in space that she barely cared about ships or artillery at all.

A warship was just another thing to break.