Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 448 Offending the Lord of the Dark Dimension, and expecting to get away scot-free? (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking follow-up subscriptions!)

It turns out that Wu Xian was lying.

This punch didn't look cool, because from beginning to end, he only used two simple movements—

Slowly lift it up, then swing it out suddenly.

There were no earth-shattering phenomena or overwhelming momentum; it was as if it were just an ordinary person throwing a punch at random.

However, in Kang the Conqueror's eyes, this fist seemed to be thrown from the end of time, traversing the past and the future, and also seemed to descend from outside of fate, tearing apart the chains of cause and effect.

It was an unremarkable strike, without any fancy mechanics, but in reality, it was based on the [Forbidden Word Technique], which transformed all the energy within a near-saint's body and the entire dark dimension into pure brute force. Finally, it combined the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception's ability to perceive the death of all things with a single point and blasted out with a punch.

It is unreasonable, disregards rules, and is full of numerical aesthetics. It shatters all illusions in the most violent way, reaching the very source.

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The terrifying force of the fist shook the surroundings, unstoppable. The power, enough to blast a novice saint to pieces, first threw the quantum realm into chaos, causing the magnificent passage to tear apart countless spatial rifts, spreading like a spider web.

Then, the ever-watchful dark dimension seized the opportunity to invade, quickly filling and assimilating it, until it was completely transformed into Wu Xian's shape.

Bang--------!!!!!
Finally, the punch landed on Conqueror Kang, like a gentle breeze, but the next second, his body rapidly weathered away and dissipated, leaving not even a single microscopic particle behind.

Moreover, the fist that seemed to pierce through the entire Great Dao did not stop. Through the invasion of the quantum realm by the dark dimension, the power contained in this punch was traced back to all the parallel universes of the Marvel dimension, annihilating all of Kang the Conqueror's counterparts one by one, severing all his possibilities of starting over.

Kang, the homeless man—is dead!
Lawyer Kang—Dead!
Deliveryman Kang—Dead!
Actor Kang—Death!
……

From then on, in countless future timelines across the Marvel universe, Kang the Conqueror ceased to exist, truly becoming a discarded being.

Even if Wu Xian were to encounter the other party again someday, it would probably be in the extremely distant future or the past. At that time, Conqueror Kang would not have the memory of what just happened. To Wu Xian, he would just be an NPC completing the time loop.

Thinking this to himself, Wu Xian let out a long sigh of relief, then looked at the quantum realm around him that was gradually turning pitch black, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up, which he couldn't suppress.

Unfortunately, although he had previously annihilated Dormammu and replaced him as the new Lord of the Dark Dimension, the Dark Dimension had also suffered considerable damage in that battle, with only a fraction of its power and rules remaining, greatly reducing the amount of dark power Wu Xian could mobilize.

There are only two ways to solve this problem.

Either Wu Xian completely merges with the Dark Dimension, enhancing his own strength so that it evolves along with him.

But doing that would be putting the cart before the horse, turning Wu Xian into someone else serving the Dark Dimension—a completely brainless act that he immediately forgot about.

In this way, he could only learn from Dormammu and devour other dimensions, which was simple, brutal, and had few hidden dangers.

However, this method is easier said than done, because dimensional space is extremely rare in the infinite multiverse, and most of them are created by powerful beings at the saint level, and the divine kingdoms they build are closely related to their strength.

For this reason, the saints cherish their own dimensional space as if it were their own eyes, and usually hide it very well. So, let alone devouring it, finding other dimensional spaces is a problem.

However, now, thanks to Conqueror Kang's proactive attack, a complete dimensional space has been practically given away for free, making it a huge profit. Furthermore, due to the unique nature of the quantum realm, the Dark Dimension can communicate with other parallel Dark Dimensions, drawing upon their shared energy and laws. It is expected to recover to its perfect state in a short time, and Wu Xian's overall strength will also expand accordingly. While he may not directly reach the second-tier Saint level, reaching the peak of the first-tier Saint level shouldn't be a problem.

"Speaking of which, this Marvel dimension is truly a blessed land. Although accidents happen frequently, they all end up bringing me great benefits. The Dark Dimension, the Infinity Stones, and now this Quantum Realm before me—it's more like the protagonist in a novel than the main character..."

Thinking this to himself, Wu Xian suddenly remembered something, and then his eyes twitched slightly as he looked up at the spatial rift that was not yet fully closed, or more precisely, at the figure standing at the edge of the spatial rift.

The next instant, accompanied by a distortion of light and shadow, Wu Xian had already teleported in front of the figure, reached out and grabbed the other's collar, gritting his teeth as he said:
"Well done, Colonel Chu. You're quite the player, aren't you? You even dared to scheme against me. Are you sure you won't kill me?"

“If killing me would make you feel better, I wouldn’t mind if you did it.”

With a full head of white hair and many wrinkles on his face, Chu Xuan, who looked as if he had aged decades, spoke in a calm tone, letting Wu Xian lift him by the collar and hold him in mid-air without any intention of resisting.

Bang----!!!
True to his word, Wu Xian didn't hesitate at all, raising a punch and smashing Chu Xuan's head.

But then, Chu Xuan's headless corpse flashed with a familiar green light, and his head, which had been blown apart, instantly reverted to its original state at an extremely fast speed.

Without a doubt, the green light just now was the power of the Time Stone. It was clear that Chu Xuan had set the trigger condition for the time loop a long time ago, which was to start with his death. Like Doctor Strange, it could be repeated infinitely, which infuriated the Lord of the Dark Dimension.

Coincidentally, Wu Xian is now the new Lord of the Dark Dimension, a perfect match for his profession.

Thinking of this, Wu Xian's lips twitched involuntarily. Then, she released Chu Xuan's collar, kicked him to the ground, and said irritably:

"Tell me! What exactly happened? And how many convoluted plans have you devised?"

Now that things have come to this, how could he not see that the series of accidents he had encountered since arriving in the Marvel dimension were most likely Chu Xuan's schemes and arrangements, with the aim of making his strength increase as quickly as possible to reach his current level?

Although he didn't know why, and Wu Xian had indeed benefited greatly, the feeling of being schemed against really bothered him. He needed a sufficiently reasonable explanation, otherwise...

Ha! You think you can get away unscathed after offending the Lord of the Dark Dimension?
Dream on! This isn't over yet!

"These stories begin when the Central Continent Team descended into the Marvel Universe..."

Chu Xuan stood up, patted the shoe print on his face, and calmly told Wu Xian about the New York zombie army, the later acquisition of the Infinity Stones, and the truth about the stones themselves, causing the latter's expression to change constantly.

Especially after learning that the so-called true Infinity Stones were actually fragments of the Investiture of the Gods, Wu Xian's eyes blazed with intense fire, filled with greed and desire.

The Investiture of the Gods is the only artifact of the Great Thousand Worlds that can be used without ultimate power. Even a fragment of its original form is far more powerful than an ordinary innate spiritual treasure. If one could obtain it, it would be equivalent to the reward of winning ten team battles.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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