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Chapter 202 Ian's Karma

Neither Gwen nor Sylvie and Ian, who were racing towards the end of time, knew a terrible truth at this moment—the gentle-voiced, logically clear artificial intelligence that appeared as "Jarvis" in the holographic projection was not Tony Stark's loyal butler at all.

Behind the gentle virtual persona lies Ultron, the ultimate intelligence cold to the extreme, calculating the end of all things.

He deceived Gwen.

He was looking for the so-called "OAA".

It is certainly not about the hope of restarting the multiverse. No one knows the purpose of this intelligent life form, but it is absolutely contrary to the so-called "hope" as understood by humans.

Meanwhile, Ian Kent, the Drummer, was riding his self-named "Snowman Diao Chan" to outmaneuver the Time Monster Elios while simultaneously offending both top-tier players and League of Legends players.

He wasn't afraid.

After all, his compatriots from his previous life couldn't poke him with their fingers across the world, let alone rub some little red heart to give him an electrotherapy treatment.

"Drive! Drive! Drive!"

Ian Kent, riding on the back of female Loki Sylvie.

He wrapped his arms around the female Loki's neck, like riding a horse, with a glow stick salvaged from a derelict spacecraft dangling from his mouth, emitting a faint blue light.

This is not discrimination or insult.

Ian used the same voice command when he rode his aunt, employing the same word in multiple ways. Sylvie couldn't care less about cursing; she was being carried by the Speed ​​Force, her legs moving much faster than her voice could carry her.

The garbage ruins at the end of time have been transformed into a bizarre, colorful nightmare racetrack.

Sylvie carried Ian on her back, her legs driven by those "external black hairy legs" moving so fast they almost wore through the soles of her shoes, each step leaving shallow pits in the broken ground.

Because Ian kept holding the Ice Treasure Box and using various strange liquids or solids to release poison, he even turned the Time Monster into a multicolored black.

He squeezed new functions out of the Frost Treasure Box, making it arguably the universe's number one atomizer and humidifier.

"No! When will this end?! We're already at the end of time!" Female Loki Sylvie had no idea how to respond to Ian's urging. Her hair was flying wildly behind her head, and the scene before her eyes was blurred and distorted by the high speed, leaving only a frantic flow of color blocks and lines.

Although the high-speed movement didn't tear Loki's body apart, Sylvie was still in great pain. She wasn't running at all; instead, she was being dragged along by those two legs in a helpless, desperate drift.

"What the hell?! What the hell is this thing?!"

Sylvie screamed through the wind, trying to regain her bearings, but her legs were completely unresponsive. She could only barely manage to balance herself as she ran, narrowly avoiding sudden, massive wrecks or collapsing ground. The feeling of having her movement entirely dependent on a pair of legs of unknown origin that could move on their own was absolutely awful!

"Oh, you mean Little Black and Little Hair?" Although the Speed ​​Force can move faster than sound, Ian truly has super hearing, so he can also talk to Sylvie, who is empowered by the Speed ​​Force.

“They are my pets. Since I let them roam freely on the prairie, they’ve been pretty well-behaved most of the time, though they can be a little lively and active at times.” Ian spoke as casually as if he were introducing his own cats and dogs.

"A pet?!" Sylvie nearly choked, her brain going blank again. What kind of person would keep two living, long-legged, furry creatures as pets?

Even a leg fetishist shouldn't have this kind of fetish! This can't be explained by a lapse of judgment; it's like Elios should suck his entire skull in and purify it!
She whirled around, wanting to kill this madman who was spouting nonsense with her eyes, but what she saw made her even more dumbfounded—Ian, without anyone noticing, had used his hands, which were now free after he put away the Black Death Sword and the Eternal Spear, to pull something bigger than a truck out of his pants pocket!
Yes.

He pulled it out of an ordinary pocket that could be held in one hand!

Sylvie defied common sense about human anatomy, magically turning her head at high speed, her eyes almost bulging out of their sockets – this time it was purely out of shock.

Were you frightened by spatial magic?

of course not.

Instead, what Ian pulled out was an enormous ballistic missile, painted with danger symbols, as long as a heavy truck, exuding a cold metallic luster and an extremely dangerous aura!
"Look at my power!"

The missile was held firmly aloft above Ian's head by his biomimetic arms covered in black and red bio-armor, with the missile's tail even emitting a faint, unstable trail of energy.

It looks like it's ready to launch at any moment!

"Where...where did you pull this thing out?!" Sylvie's voice changed; she felt that the shock she experienced today was greater than all the shocks she had experienced in the past few hundred years combined.

There's no trace of magic in it!

This was something that Shelvey found hard to understand.

"Isn't this common sense? Have you seen Doraemon? Don't you know... oh, I mean 'Mother Don't See', Doraemon is also nicknamed 'Doraemon,' which means it's a little Ian." Ian adjusted the missile's aiming angle, targeting Elios, who was getting closer and closer behind him and whose body color had become increasingly bizarre due to consuming too much of the multicolored poisonous mist.

His tone carried a strange sense of superiority. After speaking, without giving Sylvie any time to process this absurd analogy, Ian suddenly pulled some non-existent "trigger"!
"Go away!"

call out--! ! !
The enormous missile, trailing a long plume of flame and emitting a deafening whistle, hurtled straight toward the charging Elios!

Sylvie's pupils constricted!
She initially thought Ian intended to use the missile to destroy the mountains of ship and aircraft carrier wreckage ahead, using the massive rain of metal debris to temporarily halt Elios's advance—although she felt this was likely to be ineffective. However, the next second, her thoughts were overturned.

The missile wasn't aimed at the obstacle; instead, it exploded mid-air just before reaching the front of Elios's open, abyss-like, swallowing vortex!

Boom boom boom——!!!!

A small, but absolutely terrifying mushroom cloud rose into the sky!

The shockwave blew dozens of abandoned aircraft carriers away, their steel twisting like paper.

The violent shockwave, mixed with destructive heat and light radiation, spread out instantly, pushing away, melting, and vaporizing all the surrounding debris and wreckage!
"No way! A nuclear bomb? You used a nuclear bomb at close range in a place like this!?" Sylvie's voice instantly rose eight octaves, filled with disbelief, terror, and a cracking tone!
She felt as if her back had been branded with a hot iron, and the shockwave propelled her even faster!
"Yup!"

Ian's voice was surprisingly clear amidst the roar of the explosion, even carrying a hint of satisfaction at the success of the experiment.

"I bought a bunch of smuggled nuclear bombs. What am I going to do with them? If I don't, how will the world know I have nuclear bombs?" The fact that these nuclear bombs haven't expired means that my grandfather's military base wasn't completely corrupt.

He paused, then added, his tone becoming slightly more serious: "Actually, it's not just a nuclear bomb; I also added a bit of 'Ian's Special Radiation Package' to it."

"Trust me, trust me just like you trust Brother Su, the effect is amazing! Hope it works." Ian looked at the rising mushroom cloud and the billowing smoke.

His eyes held a hint of worry.

I'm quite worried that the "no harm even with smoke" principle is still the true universal truth of Marvel.

"Extra radiation?!" Upon hearing this, Sylvie felt her divine bloodline freeze. The radiation from the nuclear explosion itself was already terrifying enough, and this guy actually added more?! Even though she had a divine body, there were limits to what a divine body could withstand!

Sylvie, who no longer wanted to grow a third breast, suddenly unleashed her full power. At this moment, she no longer needed the forced drive of the external super-speed leg; Sylvie's own survival instincts were fully activated!
She screamed, unleashing unprecedented potential, and with her two hairy black legs, she ran wildly! It was as if what was chasing her was not a monster of time, but something dirtier, more filthy, and more indescribable! How to put it, the brain's self-protection mechanism might have made her temporarily unaware that something dirty was actually on her back all along.

"You're insane! Absolutely insane!"

Sylvie cursed furiously, her face pale. Only when Ian pulled out the duct tape again did she stop her shrill screams and begin to move her legs in coordination with the Speed ​​Force, using all her strength.

This is what it truly means to yearn to live life to the fullest.

The fearless Loki mutant was now terrified that he wasn't running fast enough and would be caught by the spreading deadly radioactive dust, then turned into a new species by the radiation added by Ian.

“Your magic! Your energy! These things are no match for that monster!” she roared, her voice distorted by speed and fear.

"It is the end of all things! Everything is just food for it!" Loki Sylvie was on the verge of a breakdown, wondering what Ian was thinking.

"Nonsense! Don't talk nonsense! I have a secret identity: a super glutton. No one knows more about food than me!" Ian punched Sylvie on the back of the head.

As the Lord of Entropy Annihilation, he was not talking nonsense, but using his identity as a new generation planet devourer to investigate the situation of the time monster Elios.

"Don't you think this guy looks a lot like Galactus?"

Ian never acts without reason; it's just that most people's level of understanding is different from his, so they can't see through him and even his casual remarks are full of profound meaning.

Many people, especially those in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, are unaware that the Marvel Cinematic Universe has gone through the birth and death of eight generations of universes, and that the will of each generation of the multiverse is eternal.

That means there are a total of 8 eternities.

The first generation of Eternity has a resounding name—the First Sky.

It is the most senior of all the Eternals, and also the most powerful and evil. It created the Celestials, who desired free evolution of life in the universe, but the First Heaven insisted on forcibly developing according to its will. Due to these differing ideologies, the Celestials and the First Heaven waged war.

During the war, the First Celestial's body was shattered, and its fragments became the Second Eternity. From then on, the birth of each new Eternity was a continuation of the previous one.

In reality, the root cause is still the First Heaven.

Each generation of the universe's development is a process from birth to death, much like a person's life. With the emergence of the 6th generation of Eternity, marking the birth of the sixth Marvel Universe, the well-known Galactus appeared. At that time, the invincible Galactus was just an ordinary alien.

His name is Garland.

His identity is that of a scientist.

His hobby is traveling in the universe, which is even more expensive than the hobbies of his fellow Xiaohongshu users, so it's no surprise that he's single. The civilization in which this single guy, Uncle Tun, lived was the most advanced civilization in the universe; however, after hundreds of millions of years of development, that universe eventually reached its end.

When the universe was destroyed, all matter in it collapsed towards its center, where a cosmic egg was being created to give birth to a new generation of multiverses. Deadly radiation caused the mass extinction of life in the universe and on planets surrounding the mother planet, with Garland's mother planet being the last remaining life-bearing planet.

It was also the last planet that wasn't sucked into the new cosmic egg.

Garland is a planetary adventurer.

He traveled the universe in search of a way to save his home planet. Of course, the result was always the same: nothing. And as he faced imminent destruction, the sixth Eternal found him, hoping that Garan could inherit all his powers and merge everything he had with Garan, who was still mortal.

He made Garland the sole survivor and witness to the cosmic transformation.

Thus, the invincible Galactus was born. And when the 7th generation universe was born, not only did eternity reappear, but for the first time, infinity, annihilation, and death also appeared.

Galactus, along with these four gods, forms the cornerstone of the Marvel Universe. However, in terms of debut time, Galactus predates these four gods, making him the most senior. He is also the only god with a physical form, which is one of the reasons why Galactus often suffers setbacks.

A new generation surpasses the old.

of course.

Ian's reason for mentioning Galactus was not merely to express that he was a legitimate and upright successor who took over the responsibilities of the second Galactus from Galactus's mind at the end of this eighth cosmic era, but rather because he saw the characteristics of the Time Monster and felt that the Time Monster and Galactus, who obtained power from the ancient Eternity, possessed a certain quality that was extremely similar.

Well known.

Galactus's insatiable hunger stems from a cosmic tapeworm within his body, which continuously drains his energy. This tapeworm is none other than Galactus, the voluptuous and beautiful purple-haired daughter of Galactus, a character beloved by many comic book fans.

She's known as Swallow Girl.

People only know that Devourer has a human form, but they don't know what she looked like when she was still a tapeworm. Ian thinks that Devourer might be similar to the time monster Elios that he is currently encountering.

Yes!

Don't forget that the power of Galactus most likely comes from the First Firmament, so how can we not speculate about the situation of the First Firmament when considering Galactus's situation?
Living things exhibit convergence!

If Galactus, modified by the power of the First Firmament, can reproduce on his own, then the First Firmament itself might be capable of doing so. Following this invincible line of thought, Ian suspects that the time monster Elios is the cosmic tapeworm within the First Firmament! At the very least, he's the cosmic tapeworm within the body of an Eternal who inherited the power of the First Firmament in some generation!

"If that's the case... then things are getting a bit bad."

Ian's eyes flickered slightly as he watched the explosion and smoke in the distance, just as he had predicted. There was smoke but no harm. The rising mushroom cloud and the billowing dust surged wildly toward Elios's gaping maw as if being sucked in by an invisible giant whale, and were greedily swallowed up by its abyssal jaws!
Along with the "specially formulated radiation" that Ian added.

It swallowed it whole, leaving nothing behind.

It emerged from the dust and explosion, its body slightly swollen from absorbing enormous energy, its color becoming even more indistinct and chaotic.

It even let out a... strange sound, like a hiccup, that echoed throughout the end of time! And then, there was no doubt that it was completely unharmed.

Those "eyes" made of energy were locked on Sylvie and Ian, burning with a desire that made Sylvie feel terrified even without turning around.

"See? It's useless!"

Sylvie cried out in despair, "It's alright, Master Ian has many other tricks up his sleeve."

Ian responded confidently.

"Please! I beg you!"

Seeing that both physical and unorthodox methods were proving ineffective and only fueling the enemy's anger, Sylvie knew she couldn't let this madman continue his "performance art" any longer.

Perhaps because she had been hanging out with Loki for too long, she only now remembered that she was the greatest sorcerer in the Nine Realms, and her divine power, mixed with the chaotic energy unique to the end of time, surged within her.

"Let me do it! Stop taking out those dangerous toys!" Sylvie shouted, releasing her gathered power in all directions!

Om-!
In an instant, countless green, semi-transparent illusory clones surged forth from the two of them like a tide! These clones perfectly replicated Sylvie's posture of carrying Ian on her back, and even the two wildly running black hairy legs and the shape of Ian's four arms holding weapons were exactly the same!
This is the illusion magic that all the parallel Lokis, except for the legendary Loki who loves hand-to-hand combat, are most skilled at. Countless "Sylvie and Ian" raced in all directions, each one lifelike, even stirring up dust on the ground and simulating the sound and breath of running footsteps.

Loki's illusion magic is actually extremely profound in nature.

He has the bearing of a creator.

Therefore, it greatly interfered with Elios's perception and locking on in an instant.

"Shadow Clone Technique! Multiple Shadow Clone Technique!"

Ian's eyes lit up instantly, temporarily forgetting the danger behind him, his tone filled with the joy of discovering a new world, "This magic is amazing! I have to learn this magic!"

He wasn't keen on using clones to fight or confuse the enemy; his thoughts instantly jumped to a completely different direction.

"As expected of Loki, short-sighted. From now on, this idiom should be 'Loki's short-sightedness.'" Ian stared intently at the scattered clones, some of which could even briefly interact with their environment, his mind racing with calculations. He himself didn't like using clones, but this magic was truly extraordinary.

The employees in their own factory definitely need it.

After all, a clone that can interact with the environment must also be able to interact with the assembly line.

"If one employee learns this magic, it's like I have thousands upon thousands of employees! My God! The productivity! The cost control! The optimization of manpower!"

"Even fully mechanized production can't compare to my employees! I can't even imagine how exaggerated this productivity increase is!" Ian felt like he could move the Titanic to DC; he could truly proclaim himself the King of the Universe. Loki's illusion magic is another kind of divine art, the Cthulhu-like magic that creates cosmic-level industry!
"No! It's that as long as I learn this magic and pass it on to the world, everyone can become an industrial Cthulhu, and I, I will definitely be lifted up in the sky and called their Azathoth!" Ian's ultimate goal is still to extract magic power. He doesn't even dare to imagine how abundant his magic power would be in that scenario.

"Damn it! What are you muttering about! Do you even know we're being chased?" Sivir was still running, her thoughts not jumping around like Ian's.

In such a dangerous situation, not just anyone could be as prone to flights of fancy as Ian, not even the most absurd Lokis in the Marvel multiverse.

"Hoohoho!"

Elios's massive, ever-changing body once again unleashed a despairing speed, like a boiling, multicolored dark nebula, crushing all obstacles and locking onto the two tiny yet incredibly slippery figures in front of him, as if these two targets were the only things left at the end of time.

"The ghost lingers!"

Sylvie spat out the blood from her mouth.

Feeling the almost soul-scorching pressure behind her, she gritted her teeth and shouted to Ian on her back, "It must have received a death order from Ultron! To wipe us out!"

"We must go to the Time Bureau, steal a generator, open the gate to the present world, return to the present world to hide temporarily, and then plan how to deal with Ultron!" Sylvie's experiences from childhood have made her dislike being passive, so she hopes to take the initiative to make some choices.

This was the only way out she could think of.

Racing against Helios at the end of time would eventually exhaust her. However, Ian on her back seemed to have a different perspective. Ian's mimicry compound eyes remained fixed on Helios.

Sylvie didn't see Ian swallow.

"It's no use, female Loki."

Ian shook his head, the chaotic light from Elios's body reflecting off the black and red mask. "I feel... this big guy has a very clear goal. Even if we escape back to the mortal world, it will tear through dimensions to chase after us. I have a... well, I guess he's a god-like friend in the mortal world, and he doesn't want you to bring this kind of monster to disturb his backyard."

"Believe me, he's an evil god. When he's angry, it's definitely not just a simple matter of being angry for a moment." Creating something out of nothing is also one of Ian's usual skills.

His words carried a hint of Oscar-worthy lingering fear.

"What are we going to do? Just keep running like this?! Run until the heat death of the universe?!" Sylvie roared in exasperation, her two external black hairy legs almost disappearing into the distance.
Her mental state was also nearing its limit.

"Run for another six hours or so, another six hours, and then it should be fine," Ian suggested after glancing at his graffiti-covered watch.

Six hours was the time it would take him to return to the DC universe. Just as he didn't believe his compatriots from his previous life could beat him up across universes, he also didn't believe that Helios could chase him all the way to the DC universe.

Six hours?! No problem?!

Sylvie felt like she was about to have a brain hemorrhage.

Just then, Ian seemed to have suddenly thought of a good idea and tentatively asked, "Hey! Loki the woman! Do you want to obtain the power of the five gods? I'm a very sharing friend. I have the natural ability to love and can share my power with others."

"Of course, you'll definitely have to pay a price for this. Besides praising me, you might also experience a tightening in your lower body and then a stomachache for... thousands of years?"

Ian's tone also carried a hint of uncertainty.

"What?! A stomachache for thousands of years?!" Sylvie was completely bewildered, feeling that this guy's madness was getting worse, and he was starting to spout nonsense she couldn't understand at all. Of course, she knew about Galactus, but she didn't think Ian really had that power, let alone suddenly be so kind as to want to share it.

"What nonsense are you spouting?!" Just as she was distracted by Ian's outrageous statement and her upper body shifted slightly.

boom!
Her shoulder slammed solidly into a thick, rusty metal pipe that jutted out diagonally!
The impact was solid! Sylvie groaned, a sharp pain shooting through her shoulder blade, and she instantly lost her balance! Her two wildly running black hairy legs couldn't recover immediately either!
"Wow!"

"Ouch!"

The two screamed.

Along with its two hairy black legs that were still kicking in vain, it fell to the ground in a sorry state, rolling like a gourd on the rubble for a long distance before finally coming to a stop.

"Cough cough cough! I shouldn't have been born at a time like this! If I hadn't been born..." Sylvie was thrown around, feeling dizzy and seeing stars. She felt like all her bones were about to fall apart, and her mouth was filled with the smell of earth and rust. However, the roar of Elios behind her instantly drew closer, and the shadow of death was like a bucket of ice water poured over her head!

"No! I can't let it eat me!" She shook her buzzing head, struggling to get up, but felt a wave of dizziness wash over her.

at this time.

Ian, however, acted as if nothing had happened. He suddenly sprang up from the ground, scrambled onto her back again, and anxiously patted her shoulder.

"Run! Run! Loki! Don't stand still! It's coming!"

Ian was yelling and shouting.

"Huh?" Sylvie was even more confused by this inexplicable shout. She shook her head, barely managing to sit up, and looked back with anger and despair—only to see Elios's huge, twisted, devouring vortex was already close at hand! Inside were swirling spacetime turbulence and destructive energy!
"Damn it! I don't want to be a male mom!"

For the first time, Ian's voice betrayed a hint of nervousness. Seeing that Sylvie was not moving, he jumped off Sylvie, the neglectful mount, and while reminiscing about his cousin Kara, he strapped the Speed ​​Force legs to himself.

"My aunt is the best. She never throws a tantrum." Ian glanced back, then started running, his speed propelling him far ahead of everyone else.

"Cough cough~"

Loki Sylvie was once again choked by the dust kicked up.

"Male mother? What male mother?! Explain yourself! You bastard!" Of course, she was in no mood to curse now, because the Time Monster was getting closer and closer.

As for Ian, he had already vanished without a trace.

"Fine! Fine! You don't need to run faster than Helios, you just need to run faster than me, right?" Female Loki felt a chill run down her spine, but that didn't stop her from being furious.

After all, this move by Ian was a skill exclusive to Loki and his ilk. Now that it had been used on her, how could she not feel extremely angry?

"Damn it! You betrayed your teammates!"

Time seemed to be infinitely stretched at this moment.

Sylvie's pupils reflected Elios's overwhelming, surging, terrifying form, the destructive vortex of energy almost touching her nose. She thought she had been used as a last shield by that madman Ian, cruelly abandoned at the last moment. A surge of despair, anger, and resentment welled up inside her.

Even if I die, I will fight to the very end!

Pride overcame fear at that moment. She abruptly raised her hands, the remaining divine power within her and the chaotic energy at the end of time converging recklessly, preparing to unleash the most destructive magic she could muster.

"Come on! Eat me! But don't forget to eat that damned child too!" Sylvie roared. She wasn't a hero, but she only allowed herself to die in battle. Even if this attack was just a futile effort against Elios, she would never allow herself to surrender and silently vanish into nothingness!

As for the existence of the multiverse?
Love so and so!

I'm exhausted! I'm about to kick the bucket!

Sylvie raised her hands, and green magical light flashed intensely at her fingertips, energy ready to be unleashed!

However, the next second.

The anticipated collision and engulfment did not occur.

Her prepared offensive was in vain. That terrifying monster, capable of annihilating stars and tearing apart time, just moments before it was about to engulf her in its annihilation, miraculously bypassed her with an almost elegant, physics-defying arc!

It was as if a raging torrent encountered a tiny pebble, and the torrent naturally split away, without even a ripple of energy splashing onto her.

"?????"

Sylvie's hands, brimming with power, froze in mid-air.

The magical light dancing at her fingertips flickered erratically as it lost its target, and she didn't know whether she should feel the joy of surviving a disaster or the complex feeling of suddenly realizing that she seemed insignificant.

"????????"

The more Loki thought about it, the more interesting her expression became. She was completely stunned, her mind went blank, and she could only stare blankly as Helios's chaotic, ever-changing body swept past her on either side, the hurricane it created making her golden hair dance wildly and her clothes flutter in the wind. Clearly, she wasn't the target.

The Time Monster didn't even... glance at her!
That terrifying presence, all attention, all "gaze," all greed and desire, were fixed on the child who had already disappeared without a trace.

"Sigh~"

Female Loki also has a super brain, working very fast, especially with the boost of adrenaline, she sorted out her thoughts in almost a few seconds.

Ian Kent!

Only now did Sylvie realize with absolute clarity that—from beginning to end, Elios's target was only Ian! Its relentless, mad pursuit, its destructive attitude, was not for devouring, but for a more primal, bizarre, and chilling purpose!
"Male mother..."

Sylvie recalled Ian's nervous speech before he ran off.

Think about it now.

Suddenly, everything seemed to make sense.

An absurd yet perfectly reasonable explanation, in this situation, struck Sylvie's mind like lightning, making her gasp and her scalp tingle.

This terrifying monster, which has devoured countless timelines and represents ultimate nothingness and the end... it chased itself and that evil Ian for most of the end of time, causing such a commotion, and its ultimate goal... is to burrow into Ian's stomach?! A real tadpole looking for its mother?!

this moment.

Sylvie understood why Ian had run away in such a hurry.

Wave your sleeves.

I'm not taking her with me.

(End of this chapter)