Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

"That's the antimatter universe!!" Ego roared madly, his brain already distorted by the suction force.

"Let's perish together!!"

A tremendous suction force erupted, and Azu tried to retreat, but the distance was too close.

The gigantic, dark maw swallowed a person and their brain in an instant.

Then, the crack quickly closed, as if it had never existed.

This star field has returned to silence.

……

Chernobi, Neoscululus.

Gravik stared at the words "signal lost" on the screen for a full ten minutes.

"Haha...hahahaha!"

Gravik finally couldn't hold back and let out a suppressed laugh.

"He's dead...he must be dead!"

"No one could survive an energy burst of that magnitude! Not even him!"

The ambition in his eyes regained its luster.

"Now, who can stop me?"

The adjutant beside him smiled and asked, "Sir, shall we restart the infiltration plan?"

"No...we can't be careless." Gravik's smile faded, and his eyes became cautious again.

"That monster... he created too many miracles."

"What if he's not dead?"

"Wait a little longer."

Even if the opportunity is right in front of us, we must wait.

"But..." Gravik turned around, his gaze intense.

"The evolutionary research on the Super Skrulls and the collection of gene samples can be accelerated..."

"Yes, sir."

Upon receiving the order, Adjutant Skuru turned and left, a cryptic smile appearing on his face as he turned away.

……

Bromley, London.

This is a quiet suburb. The morning mist has just dissipated, and sunlight shines through the gaps in the curtains onto the soft bed.

Nick Fury sat bolt upright in bed, panting heavily, his body drenched in cold sweat.

"Well……"

Fury let out a painful groan.

My head is splitting with pain.

Overusing Ghost Rider's power has placed a huge burden on his soul.

He instinctively reached under his pillow, a habit he'd developed over years as a secret agent—his gun was always within easy reach.

But he found nothing.

Fury threw back the covers, stood up, and looked down at himself.

The tattered trench coat was gone, replaced by a men's pajama set.

He pushed open the bedroom door and went down the stairs.

In the living room, the television was on, and a BBC news anchor was broadcasting the morning news in a standard London accent:

"...As of now, Homelander has been out of contact for over 24 hours. Vought International has not yet restored communication with Homelander One, and people around the world are spontaneously holding prayer ceremonies..."

Fury paused, his brow furrowing.

Missing?

"You're awake?"

A gentle female voice came from the kitchen.

Fury whirled around, his muscles tensing, and assumed a defensive stance.

A Black woman who looked to be in her forties came out carrying two plates.

She was wearing loungewear, her hair casually pinned up, looking like an ordinary housewife.

Priscilla Fury.

Nick Fury's wife is also a Skrull. Her Skrull name is Vala.

"Don't be so nervous, darling." Vara placed the plate on the table. "That's bacon and eggs, not a bomb."

"Although your taste has always been unique... this set of pajamas is something you left here before."

Vara put down his plate and sat down at the table.

"Last night, a strange little plane crashed into my backyard and completely destroyed my flowerbed."

"Then I found an unconscious old man lying in the cockpit, still clutching the gun tightly in his hand."

Vara pulled a modified Glock pistol from his apron pocket and placed it on the table.

"NF is engraved on the grip of this gun."

Vara pulled a modified Smith & Wesson semi-automatic pistol from his apron pocket and placed it on the table.

"I contacted Talos... Is that you, Fury?"

Fury looked at the woman he had known for many years and slowly began to speak:

"Referring to oneself as someone who is loved..."

"...to feel loved in the world." Vara took the next sentence, her expression slightly excited.

"It's you...it really is you."

Fury walked over, picked up the gun on the table, and checked the magazine.

"I'm sorry I ruined your flowers, Vara."

"Flowers can be replanted," Vara said, looking at him. "But you look... terrible."

"I've always been terrible."

Fury walked to the sofa, sat down, and stared intently at the television screen.

On the screen, the footage of Azu's final blow was being played repeatedly, followed by the despairing black screen.

"Fury, now that you've become white..." Vara suddenly spoke, looking at Fury's somber expression.

"...Should I change my look too? Marilyn Monroe or that new white pop star? That way we'd look more compatible when we go for a walk?"

This was originally intended as a joke to lighten the mood.

But Fury didn't laugh.

Mephisto's power is now severely depleted, and he is temporarily unable to transform. Even his last trump card, Homelander, has lost contact.

"This is really troublesome..."

……

Antimatter universe.

There is no light, no direction, and even the concept of time becomes blurred.

This place is filled with energy particles that are the complete opposite of a matter universe.

The moment Azu and Igor fell into this space.

"Zzzzzzzzzzzh ...

A horrific annihilation reaction occurred.

A body made of matter begins to release energy violently the moment it comes into contact with antimatter particles.

But Ah Zu was prepared.

"My darling! Protect me!"

The moment he was swallowed, he had already activated the power of the Reality Stone.

A layer of red reality distortion field clung tightly to his skin, keeping out the surging antimatter.

Although he consumed a huge amount of energy, he survived.

"Aaaaaahh ...

A chilling mental shockwave emanated from not far away.

Ah Zu turned his head to look.

All that could be seen was Igor's enormous blue brain, which was being tortured.

Its blue surface was rapidly dissolving and dissipating.

Divine power is collapsing, and consciousness is disintegrating.

"Why...why are you alright?!"

Igor stared at the unharmed Azu and let out a scream of disbelief.

"This is... an Infinity Stone! This isn't fair!!"

"fair?"

Azu flew to him and looked down at the collapsing god.

"When you threw those children into the cave, did you talk to them about fairness?"

"No... I'm not reconciled..."

Igor's thoughts were becoming weaker and weaker, filled with regret and fear.

He wanted to drag Ah Zu down with him, but he discovered that Ah Zu had cheated, while he was the only one running naked.

"How miserable."

Ah Zu shook his head, though he said that, there was no pity on his face.

"Help me...help me..."

Igor's consciousness became intermittent, and he finally couldn't help but plead.