Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

The world beyond the portal was pure white.

As far as the eye could see, both the earth and the sky were entirely composed of some kind of white substance with a metallic sheen, so smooth that it was without a single impurity.

This is the kingdom that Ultron created for himself, and also the battlefield where he was preparing to execute Peter.

In the center of this boundless pure white expanse stands an equally pure white steel throne.

On the throne, an Ultron robot sat upright.

His appearance was unremarkable, much like the Ultron clones Peter had seen at the Spider-Man headquarters.

The only difference was that he wore the Infinity Gauntlet, which was studded with six Infinity Stones, on his left hand.

He saw Peter, and a human-like smile appeared on that mechanical face.

"I didn't expect you would actually dare to come."

Ultron's voice echoed throughout the space, calm yet carrying a sense of condescending scrutiny.

Peter smiled upon hearing this:

"I never expected you to be so stupid."

"You dare to invite me directly to your headquarters? Let me resolve this unnecessary mistake in the simplest and most direct way."

The smile on Ultron's mask froze for a moment, and the red light flashing in his eyes flickered twice.

The power of the Infinity Stones granted him near-human emotions.

Arrogance, anger, pleasure... these things that he once regarded as logical flaws have now become part of his experience of "existence".

Although he could temporarily remove these emotions by manipulating code, he generally wouldn't do that.

He discovered that these emotional fluctuations gave him a sense of reality that he had never felt before when he was an AI.

It's as if only by possessing these realities can one truly "live".

At this moment, Peter's sarcasm truly struck at his newly formed "self-esteem".

"Your arrogance makes me feel somewhat ridiculous," Ultron's voice turned cold.

"I've seen all the footage from your universe, and I have to admit, you are indeed very powerful. Even Thanos, who had collected all three Infinity Stones, was no match for you."

"Even I couldn't do that back then. To kill Thanos, I used a lot of underhanded methods, and even had to hide in the global data stream before I found a chance to turn the tide."

As Ultron spoke, he slowly raised his left hand, brazenly displaying the glove to Peter.

The gloves were adorned with six gemstones that shone with a captivating light.

"But it was only after I actually obtained all of these gems that I realized what true power really is."

"I can tell you directly that the difference in strength between three gems and six gems is not just double, but an almost explosive exponential increase."

"Now I have achieved physical transcendence, and my power covers the realm that all the gods created in human history could reach."

Peter listened to Ultron's long-winded speech without showing any emotion on his face, and even sighed softly.

"This is probably the downside of artificial intelligence learning too many human emotions."

Ultron was taken aback: "What do you mean by that?"

"It means," Peter said, spreading his hands helplessly.

"Your current behavior is increasingly resembling that of a third-rate villain who sits in a well and waits for the protagonist to come and easily gain experience."

"Stubborn to the end." Ultron sneered and stood up from his throne.

The entire pure white world seemed to tremble violently with his movement.

"It seems you'll never give up until you see the difference between us for yourself."

Before he finished speaking, Ultron's figure vanished from the throne in an instant.

The next second, he appeared in front of Peter.

It's as if there's no concept of distance between the two—this is the power of the Space Stone.

He didn't make any unnecessary movements; he simply threw a punch.

Before the fist even touched Peter's body, the surrounding white space began to distort and collapse, forming an invisible cage that locked Peter firmly in place.

That's the synergy between the Power Stone and the Space Stone.

The turbulent spatial currents pulled Peter's body in, making it impossible for him to dodge.

……

Meanwhile, on the island battlefield.

The Avengers stared at the lone portal suspended in mid-air, their expressions more solemn than ever before.

Just then, a ring of sparks appeared in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, two figures emerged from within: Gwen and the Ancient One, both wearing the Sling Ring.

"Is it over? Where's Peter?"

Gwen glanced at the chaotic battlefield and immediately fixed her gaze on her best friend Felicia, whom she knew best.

"He... went to the universe where Ultron's original body is located."

Felicia's voice was filled with deep helplessness:

"You know that's the kind of person he is, absolutely confident, and once he's made up his mind, no one can stop him."

Upon hearing this, Gwen first showed an understanding expression, then looked at the Ancient One and said:

"Teacher, could you please take a look at the future outcome?"

Upon hearing this, the Ancient One merely smiled, then removed the Eye of Agamotto from her neck and tied it around Gwen's neck.

"Why don't you try it yourself?"

Looking at the gem around her neck and then at the Ancient One whose face was full of encouragement, Gwen took a deep breath and finally nodded, beginning to slowly but accurately deduce the timeline according to the records in the magic book.

After a long while, Gwen slowly opened her eyes.

The moment she opened her eyes, everyone's eyes turned to her:

"How is it?"

Gwen's forehead was covered in sweat, but there was no longer a trace of worry on her face.

"The probability of Peter returning unharmed is... one hundred percent!"

……

At the same time that Gwen made this judgment.

Within the universe where Infinite Ultron resides.

"Pfft!"

A soft, muffled sound, like a sharp blade piercing flesh, echoed throughout the entire silver-white temple.

Ultron's fist pierced straight through Peter's chest.

From behind, you can see a complete metal fist protruding from Peter's back, clutching a shattered heart.

Ultron withdrew his arm, looking at the gaping hole in Peter's chest, which was still bleeding, with indifferent and disgusted eyes, as if looking down at an ant that dared to blaspheme against God.

"Did you see it clearly?"

Its sound echoed in the vast white world.

"This is the difference between mortals and gods. Your so-called power is worthless in my eyes. Killing you is as easy as snapping my fingers."

As it spoke, its gaze shifted to Peter's face, savoring the shock, fear, or resentment that might appear on Peter's expression.

However, there was nothing there.

Peter looked down at the hole in his chest; he could even see the pure white world behind him through the hole.

Even so, there was still no trace of panic on his face; he remained completely calm.

"What are you mumbling about?"

"Your turn is over. Now it's my turn."