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Representing the existence of emotions and spirit, the oldest and purest spiritual power in the universe, it landed on the forehead of nothingness with Peter's movement.

His empty pupils suddenly contracted, and he tried to struggle.

But before he could make a move, the magic of the balanced tiger had already begun to exert its power.

Under the influence of the Tiger Talisman, the Sentinel's primary personality, imprisoned deep within his consciousness, gradually awakens and, with the assistance of the Tiger Talisman, quickly grows to a level sufficient to rival the Void.

On one side is the suppressive effect of the Phoenix Force, and on the other side is the Sentinel, as the main personality, mustering the courage to resist.

With the combination of these two abilities, both internal and external, the power of nothingness was greatly suppressed.

At this moment, Peter's Phoenix Force pierced the Sentinel's consciousness like an invisible steel needle, breaking through the layers of defense mechanisms in his mind, reaching the deepest part of the Sentinel's mind, and confronting the Sentinel's spiritual origin with nothingness.

This is a slightly old-fashioned attic.

There was an old television in the attic, and toys scattered all over the floor, making it look like the room of a child who grew up in a slum.

At this moment in the room, the Sentinel was huddled in a corner, while Nothingness stared at Peter, the outsider, with a fierce but cowardly expression.

Peter stared straight into nothingness and began to state a given fact:

"You should never have existed in the first place."

"You are nothing more than a product of his psychological trauma and the accumulation of negative emotions in his personality."

Upon hearing Peter's cold-blooded verdict, his blank expression turned incredibly ferocious, and he couldn't help but roar:

"What right do you have to say that? You have no idea what we've been through!"

"His cowardice and emptiness couldn't support this power. I helped him make the decision, helped him become the one who rules everything, and helped him clear away all the obstacles in his path. What wrong did I do?"

Faced with baseless accusations, Peter merely let out a calm hum:

"Stubborn to the end."

As he spoke, the phoenix fire ignited in Peter's hand.

The moment this power approached the void, the void couldn't help but let out a miserable howl.

At the same time, he subconsciously began to move closer to the sentry, cursing angrily:

"Idiot, coward, you're always like this. He's already stormed in to wipe us out, and you're just going to cower there and watch?"

"When did I say I was going to destroy him? From the very beginning, I've only been targeting you," Peter retorted.

Nothingness completely ignored Peter, or rather, he simply didn't understand who the being who could save his life was:

"We are an inseparable, symbiotic entity. Do you think you'll be alright after I die?"

"Bob, don't be silly. Think about those people. You used your power to protect them, but they never loved you. Nobody was grateful to you. They just saw you as a monster!"

They distance themselves from you, scorn you, and wish you dead.

I'm the only person in this world who has always stood by your side. Are you really going to just watch me, your only supporter in the world, leave you?

Hearing the empty accusations, the sentry who had been huddled in the corner began to react.

His uncertain gaze lingered between Peter and the void, as if he were struggling with which of the two he should help.

Noticing the look in his eyes, Peter couldn't help but complain:

"Don't tell me you think he's right."

"I...I don't know..." The sentry lowered his head again, lost in a state of confusion and hesitation.

"Nobody cares about me, nobody is concerned about me. From childhood to adulthood, nobody has ever paid attention to what I want. Even after I drank that damn serum and gained this power, nobody treats me as a hero."

Valentina said she would help me; she said she would make me a superhero admired by everyone.

But she lied to me. She only wanted to use my power to maintain her own. She only saw me as a tool. If I showed any sign of disobeying her, she would be the first person to want to get rid of me...

The sentry grumbled like a complaining woman, and with each additional word he uttered, the darkness in this mental space deepened.

Nourished by the darkness, the phoenix fire burning on its body gradually died down, and its wounds healed at a visible speed.

Even his body trembled continuously during the process.

"Yes, dry, handsome Bob, that's how it should be! In this world, the only people we can trust are each other."

"Come, give me your hand. When we become one, no one can stand against us, not even that bastard over there!"

Seeing the void growing increasingly erratic, Peter snorted coldly, and a ball of the purest dark energy instantly surged from his body.

The dark energy obtained from Dormammu transformed into a split dog that pounced on the Void and tore a large chunk of flesh from its body with a bite. The Void howled in pain, which also frightened the Sentinel into shrinking back into the corner.

If Peter wanted to, he could easily erase the nothingness regardless of the sentry's wishes.

But doing so is bound to only treat the symptoms, not the root cause.

The Void is dead, but if the Sentinels haven't grown at all and remain cowardly and indecisive, they still won't be able to shoulder the responsibility of being the strongest beings in their universe.

On a smaller scale, this could lead to the Sentinel deserting in the face of a powerful enemy if the Illuminati encounters one day in its universe.

On a larger scale, if this continues, who knows, one day this thing might give birth to a new personality that is even more troublesome than nothingness.

Once the void had calmed down, Peter glanced at the sentry who was still cowering there, looking timid and hesitant. After a moment's hesitation, he simply sat down cross-legged, looking at the sentry from the same angle, and said:

"Bob, do you mind if I call you that?"

"Uh, please go ahead." The sentry was initially startled by Peter's actions, but seeing that Peter didn't seem to have any ill intentions, he gradually stopped trembling.

"I want to ask you a question: Do you want to be a superhero?"

Upon hearing this, the sentry hesitated for a moment, then timidly nodded.

"I want to, I dream about it all the time. I want to stand in the spotlight, I want to walk openly on the street and be praised and recognized, instead of hiding in the shadows like I am now."

"Bob, don't be fooled by him! He just wants to use you... Waaah..." Void still wanted to sow discord.

Peter snapped his fingers, and the dark energy instantly transformed into a smelly sock and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Look at you, kid." Peter reached out and pressed down on his shoulder, forcing the sentry to meet his gaze.

"You possess power far surpassing that of anyone else in the Illuminati; your power is second only to mine. Yet why is it that I am a hero revered by everyone in my universe, while you are imprisoned by the Illuminati as a secret nuclear weapon?"

The sentry looked at the confident Peter with envy, and after a moment he stammered:

"I'm not stable enough, I always mess things up, I'm terrible, really terrible..."

"You're not bad at all, you're just not ready yet," Peter said calmly, launching into a verbal attack.