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This alien, born from Krypton but raised on Earth, possesses innate superpowers and an extremely strong sense of justice and compassion. In times of crisis, he transforms into an extraordinary being known as "Superman," stepping forward to uphold justice and save humanity—just like on this day.

From the other side of the rift that had torn open above Stark Industries, the thousand-meter-long "magic sword" was struck directly by a "tiny" figure halfway down its path, shattering in mid-air with a terrifying sonic boom and deafening roar. From the dust and ruins, a man dressed in a blue bodysuit and draped in a red cloak emerged.

Just like the Avengers superheroes who were completely clueless about the situation, Clark Kent had no idea why this was happening so suddenly.

Since awakening his superhuman abilities, Clark has encountered numerous crises that could have destroyed Earth, and without exception, he—or other hidden superheroes—has defeated them all. However, these crises should have been preceded by signs or warnings. But this time was different. If he hadn't happened to be nearby today as a reporter interviewing Wayne Enterprises, he wouldn't even have known that such an "unexpected situation" would occur here.

Fortunately, luck was on his side. At least he didn't wait until everything was over before arriving; instead, he was at the starting point of the incident, allowing him to resolve it immediately.

"Whoever you are, I can only say I'm sorry for coming here."

The eternally burning star granted him boundless power. After easily shattering a "giant sword" thousands of times his own size into two pieces, Superman charged toward the rift in the sky. Unlike the superheroes of another world, Clark Kent knew nothing of the Cosmic Cube or the power of spatial healing. All he possessed was this extraordinary body, and his only method for solving problems was this one.

—Defeat everything with your own fists.

The swordsmen surrounding the gate naturally couldn't just stand by and watch this "demon" approach. Almost at the same moment Superman launched his attack, they wielded their magic swords to slash at him. However, the blades that had never been invincible before met their match this time. Although they could still tear through the tight-fitting clothes made of some unknown material with unimaginable flexibility, without exception, they got stuck after piercing his body and were then thrown off.

"This demon is at least level nine."

With these thoughts in mind, the Blood Sea Sword, which had just broken free of the boundary gate, showed no intention of making way. Instead, it revealed a fanatical smile: "Perfect for sacrificing to the sword—the Blood Sea Great Technique!"

As the swordsman screamed madly, everyone looking up at the sky below cried out in terror.

The endless crimson color expanded in all directions from the boundary gate, like a crimson ocean hanging in the sky, pouring down to the ground. Many sword wielders who couldn't dodge in time were swallowed up, while many more escaped the crimson sea early on, watching everything from afar.

"Starting today, it seems the name of Blood Sea Sword will have to be changed again."

Gazing at the blood-red sea in the distance, which seemed to be collapsing towards the earth, Wen Junhui's eyes also retained a look of shock: "It looks like the 'Ancestor of the Blood Sea'."

"That's not necessarily true. Look, that demon wasn't swallowed up."

Magic power converged in his eyes, and soon Wen Junhui saw the figure constantly breaking through in the blood-red sea. Compared to the "demon" that maintained its human form, the swordsman who had transformed into a sea of ​​blood was more like a demon... Of course, in a sense, that wasn't wrong.

"Let's go, we can't let him swallow all this 'experience' by himself."

Just as he was about to wield the magic sword beneath his feet, a flirtatious female voice suddenly came from below: "Hey, do you guys want to go too?"

"Ok?"

Looking down, what comes into view is a figure in a 6s-style shirt, seemingly out of place in a modern city.

She was dressed in light clothing reminiscent of the era of cold weapons, carrying a round metal shield on her back and a short sword in her hand, looking like a young woman who wanted to participate in role-playing. However, it was clear that she was not there to "play" at this time.

"Diana Prince".

Having successfully attracted the swordsman's attention, the "role player" removed his shield and said his name: "I hope you can take a beating so I can have some fun."

"Will do."

The magic sword trembled slightly in mid-air, its tip pointing straight at the "girl" below. The swordsman smiled and said, "Demon."

Marvel Universe: Chapter 882 Timeline: The Future (Part 2)

"Are there still monsters like this hiding near Stark Tower?"

Watching the battle erupt simultaneously in the sky and on the ground, Tony Stark looked like he had a toothache—perhaps partly because he had to watch helplessly as Superman crashed into and partially destroyed his proud building.

"Or is it one of those superheroes hiding in the shadows to uphold 'justice' again?"

As she ran from the top floor of Stark Industries to the ground, dodging the chaotic crowds and falling debris, Black Widow responded: "If these people were really in the United States, they would never be able to escape S.H.I.E.L.D.'s surveillance. Unless they have never used their 'special abilities' in their entire lives, such a display of force could not possibly be ignored."

Hawkeye, who was running ahead, pulled the captain back and told the others to take cover: "It's the Swordholder... Have we ended up in another world again?"

Doctor Strange, who could observe the outside world by activating his magic, interjected, "Not necessarily. If it were another unfamiliar world, Stark Industries should no longer exist. Besides, I also sensed familiar auras in this world... Watch out above!"

With a deafening crash, a thirty-story building collapsed toward the street where the Avengers were located. The terrifying force was enough to instill despair in anyone—ordinary people, of course.

Although they can't fly into the sky to compete with those sword-wielders, the superheroes from the Avengers are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. Putting aside everything else, the disasters they've witnessed in the "past" were hundreds or even thousands of times more "spectacular" than this one. After seeing so much, when they look at this invasion war that is worthy of being recorded in American history, they feel that it's "nothing special."

"Ahem... So what's going on now?"

Brushing away the dust, Iron Man once again turned his gaze to the distance. Utilizing the many functions of the Iron Man suit, he was able to clearly see the two "people" engaged in battle in the distance.

A female warrior clad in weapons, seemingly from ancient Rome, and a "role" he knew all too well—the swordsman.

While their battle lacked the sheer scale of the blood-soaked sky, the damage it inflicted on the surrounding area was far greater. After all, the former took place high in the sky, while the latter was right in the heart of a bustling city. The building that had just collapsed was a direct result of the crossfire of their fight, and by the time Iron Man noticed them, the two had already spread their battle and destruction to even more areas…

"You really need a bit of luck to live in a city like this."

"No matter what, we can't stay here any longer."

I thought you would help them.

“If it were three months ago, I would have done this, but this is not my era, and I can’t even be sure if it’s the world I’m familiar with.”

Captain America couldn't see clearly that far away, but anyone who wasn't blind could see the sword flashes constantly passing overhead. In this place where even the era and location were uncertain, he had no way of guaranteeing what the consequences would be if he were exposed to these sword-wielders who appeared in this world as intruders.

Of course, leaving Metropolis directly is also a bad option. Not to mention that the chaotic city makes it impossible to move by vehicle, even if they could move, there is a high probability that they would be discovered by the enemies above. The only option for them to escape from here is the Eye of Almodo in Doctor Strange's possession.

"Are you ready yet, Doctor? They're about to come down."

“I need time… Infiltrating the ‘future’ is far more complicated than returning to the ‘past.’ After all, the ‘past’ has already happened; we only need to go back to that point in time. But the ‘future’ is constantly changing—”

"Get down!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a shadow streaked across the sky with a sharp, piercing sound, finally crashing into a supermarket not far away. Shattered glass and merchandise were scattered across most of the street, and parked cars on one side sounded their piercing alarms.

As Iron Man watched the man emerge from the supermarket, seemingly unharmed except for a slightly tattered bodysuit, he swallowed hard.

Do you think it's okay for me to say hello to him now?

Captain America, having lowered his shield, looked at the ever-approaching shadow in the sky: "I don't think this will work."

At the same time, the two did the same thing: they jumped backward.

The next second, an endless sea of ​​blood poured down from the sky, engulfing the man in the bodysuit and the entire block where he was. The ground beneath his feet twisted and collapsed under the pure impact of the weight, and the deafening sound almost echoed throughout the entire metropolis. Naturally, the Avengers, who were right next to him, were the first to be hit.

Compared to ordinary people, their extraordinary abilities are almost useless in the face of these completely inhuman "monsters." All they can do is keep fleeing to farther and farther away.

"If that guy had been here 'three months ago,' we definitely wouldn't have stood a chance!"

Although no names were mentioned, Steve knew perfectly well who his teammates were referring to—the man with a physique as perfect as a marble sculpture. While they didn't know his name, origins, or abilities, just based on his hostile stance towards the Swordholder and the incredible physical abilities he displayed, they would have been completely outmatched on Earth "three months ago."

The problem is that he appeared not "three months ago", but "three months later" in this period filled with all sorts of bizarre situations.

"Perhaps we don't need to be too pessimistic. His actions seem to be on the side of us Americans...humanity. As long as he can defeat the Swordholder in this era, then our mission will naturally be accomplished."

Such a statement came after seeing the battle in the distance. Although the two sides were still entangled, unlike the "sea of ​​blood" which had a limit and was constantly being consumed, the man in the tight-fitting clothes never showed any weakness or fatigue from beginning to end. Instead, he continued to consume the "sea of ​​blood" around him with his still vigorous energy.

Upon witnessing this situation, the Avengers did not continue to move away. Instead, they watched the battle in the distance with expectant eyes while protecting Doctor Strange, who was channeling his magic into the Eye of Almotho.

The two inhuman battles pounded the surrounding land again and again, and the tide of battle gradually turned in favor of the man in the bodysuit.

Red lasers shot from his eyes, evaporating the sea of ​​blood; his fists tore through the sound barrier, pulverizing matter; his speed surpassed the limits of visual perception, launching continuous attacks on the sea of ​​blood as if flashing, to the point that it was eventually the swordsman who was unilaterally enduring the attacks.

Just when everyone thought the situation was settled, a voice suddenly rang out from the depths of their consciousness.

It seems you've found a nice toy.

Marvel Universe: Chapter 883. (The remaining text appears to be nonsensical and unrelated to the main topic.)

As "actors" on the "stage" of the universe's center—that is, Earth, the United States—these superheroes are still somewhat useful.

For example: use it as a stepping stone.

Just as Doctor Strange had guessed, at the very beginning of their journey back to the "past," Lin Yi used the interference between the Mind Stone, the Space Stone, and the Eye of Almodóvar—or the Time Stone—to directly gain control over this third Infinity Stone.

If this gem had been in the hands of someone else who knew about it, it wouldn't have been so easy to take control of it. The problem is that it was in the hands of Doctor Strange, a human who didn't even know its real name or function.

Everything that followed fell into place. By interfering with the Time Stone, the object of the "rewind" was directly changed from the default "stage"—that is, Earth, the United States—to itself. In addition, the Space Stone and the Mind Stone's abilities were used to forcibly turn a "3D movie" into a "5D experience."

What they are "tracing back" is not the "past" of this world, but the "past" that belongs to Lin Yi.

Unfortunately, this retrospective effort was abandoned after less than a decade. And perhaps the "fragments" that may have left some traces within them didn't delve into the "intelligence" presented to them, or perhaps the "fragments" simply didn't leave any "traces" on these individuals at all?

With similar conjectures in mind, after the "actors" returned to the "present," Lin Yi canceled the object fixation applied to the Eye of Almotho. In this case, the superheroes who used the gem to travel through time again naturally did not go to Lin Yi's "future"—that kind of "future" cannot be glimpsed with a gem. Instead, they went to...

"It's not a linear cycle, but another parallel world."

Using "actor" as a coordinate, Lin Yi forcibly squeezed from "the Marvel world three months ago" into this "parallel world three months later," looking around with curious eyes.

Ignore the fleeing crowds, ignore the collapsed buildings, ignore the burning earth and the cracks in the sky...

"It's quite peaceful, isn't it?"

Lin Yi smiled as she looked at the "actors" in front of her.

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After using infrared light to evaporate the "blood" that had been reduced to a small pool, the "monster" that Clark Kent found surprisingly troublesome was left with only a blade bearing traces of blood.

Before he could even examine the sword, an unusual aura emanating from afar caught his attention.

"It seems you've almost resolved things on your end as well."

A female warrior, wielding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, jumped off the roof, her body still bearing the marks of a recent battle: "These guys are strange."

"You mean this sword?"

"It was the same on my end. After finally killing one, there was no body left, only something similar to this."

"I encountered a similar situation."

Like an enlarged bat, the man in the heavy armor became the third to join, standing beside the two and also noticing the "strange" presence in the distance.

"...Did you feel it?"

Wonder Woman licked her lips, her tone tinged with excitement—the Amazonian fighting spirit flowed in her veins, and she hadn't encountered such an enemy in a long time since defeating the God of War.

There are indeed enemies in this world who can fight against demigods, but there are not many who can become her opponents.

All I could feel was a blur.

Frowning, Clark hesitated as he faced this unknown enemy, momentarily ignoring even the attempts of the strangely dressed humans around him to convey information: "This is strange."

"I think you're all very strange."

In comparison, as the only genuine "earthling" among the three, Batman Bruce Wayne was the most "normal": "I thought you guys were dealing with that group, so I came over. After all, they don't look like ordinary opponents."

"So now you can run?"

Bruce Wayne showed no reaction to Wonder Woman's slightly sarcastic remarks, simply raising his arm and aiming the tranquilizer gun on his gauntlet at the shadowy figure in the distance.

"call out--"

The anesthetic needle successfully "hit" its target, but along with the reassurance came a dull pain on the side of the face.

Bruce Wayne was completely caught off guard by what happened in that instant. He only felt a "flip"—his body and the world around him were spinning at an incredible speed. When he regained his sense of his body, he was lying in the rubble. Every part of his body ached.

"hiss----"

Human beings' slow reaction made him completely unable to understand what had just happened, but fortunately, he was protected by this expensive bat armor and was not turned into a meat pie.

With his extraordinary willpower and endurance, Bruce Wayne did not fall into a coma on the spot, but instead tried his best to look ahead: he wanted to know what had just happened.

In the instant he looked up again, he saw the demigod who had just mocked him being "smashed" to the edge of his vision, shield and all, while Superman, who was about to throw a punch, was grabbed by the neck, spun around, and flung away.

Even those five oddly dressed individuals, whom Superman initially considered "enemies," reacted in their own ways when Superman attacked. The only woman stood guard in front of the other man holding the gem, while the remaining three attacked the "human" who had easily defeated the "Big Three" of justice.

—Could they be enemies?

Such a thought lasted for less than two seconds before it vanished as the shield was smashed, the bow and arrows were broken, and the battle armor was torn apart.

They cannot be called enemies at all, just like ourselves.

……

"Be quiet."

He lifted Hawkeye up by the neck with one hand, and a calm voice came from the shadows under the hood: "This way you still have a chance to stay on the 'stage'."

"Clinton!"