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Vatu shook his head: "It doesn't seem like it. If he wanted to kill us, that attack wouldn't have just damaged the hull."

His blue-glowing eyes stared straight through the transparent porthole, looking back in the direction they had fallen.

"He's here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Rosso appeared inside the spaceship's cabin without warning.

Upon seeing this unexpected figure, all three except Captain Carter and Vato felt a chill and instinctively assumed a defensive stance.

"Uh... what is the name of this... god?" Portia stammered. Having already witnessed the terrifying power of Infinite Ultron, she had to be extremely careful when facing a god-like being that her teammate claimed could end such a monster. She even held her breath.

"Lord Rosso! You..." The moment Vatu saw Rosso, he was utterly shocked. "Your power!"

When Vato fought Infinite Ultron, he could still clearly sense Rosso's strength. Although his own fighting ability was inferior to Rosso's, he could at least see the gap between them.

But now, in Vatu's perception, Rosso has become a profound mystery, the nature and intensity of the energy surrounding him have become blurred and unpredictable, filled with an unknown sense of oppression.

"Oh, this," Rosso said with a grin, looking at the surprised Vatu. "Thanks to Infinite Ultron and all the universes he's messed around with, my 'assets' have been replenished quite a bit, and this is probably the result for me."

Seeing that Rosso's tone was relaxed and he seemed to have no hostility, the others, who were extremely nervous, also relaxed their tense nerves a little.

"Since they're not the enemy, let's hurry up and keep going! Porti, can the spaceship still move?" Kaholy's urgent words made everyone's hearts, which had just settled down, jump again.

Upon hearing this, Porty hurriedly banged on the control panel, then looked dejected: "The shuttle engine has failed. Even if it could start, it could only travel at normal speed, which wouldn't be enough to shake off our pursuers!"

Portia's dejection seemed to infect everyone else, even Vatu appeared somewhat dejected: "I told you, we can't escape. The Supreme Being's power is beyond your imagination. We simply cannot contend with him, unless..."

At this point, Vatu looked at Rosso, "Unless Lord Rosso is willing to intervene, we have no way to escape the Supreme Being's pursuit."

Upon hearing this, the others also turned their gazes to Rosso.

Portia, in particular, rolled her eyes and burst into tears in an extremely sad tone: "My spaceship! It was flying just fine, and then something hit it."

That hit me, not the spaceship! Waaah, my heart aches so much!

As she sobbed, she would occasionally steal glances at Rosso out of the corner of her eye. She seemed utterly heartbroken, but the others in the cabin could tell from her exaggerated tone and the underlying meaning.

At this point, the others could only force a very strained smile, and the atmosphere in the cabin suddenly became somewhat awkward.

Rosso was naturally able to see through Porti's "performance" and intentions. He coughed lightly, "Ahem, well..." and pointed to the three enormous, majestic phantom heads that occupied half of the starry sky outside the spaceship's porthole.

"Even if your spaceship were intact, it wouldn't necessarily be able to shake them off, but it's true that I accidentally damaged the spaceship. Logically and morally..." He sighed, "Oh well, I'll go and deal with the three of them!"

Rosso's figure solidified in the starry sky outside the spaceship, facing off against the three enormous phantom heads that occupied the starry sky.

He casually put his hands behind his back, his posture relaxed, as if he were facing not the supreme enforcer of the multiverse, but three slightly obstructive landscapes.

"The three of you," Rosso's voice wasn't loud, yet it clearly pierced through the vacuum, echoing at the level of laws, "Why make such a fuss over chasing a few fugitives?"

The faces of the three Supreme Beings were shrouded in a hazy light, obscuring their expressions, but their will surged forth like a tangible torrent:

"Observer Vatu has seriously violated the Iron Laws of Observers, repeatedly interfered with the processes of the multiverse, instigated unrest in the Observer Realm, assisted a serious offender in escaping, and severely impacted the stability of the Order. He must be punished!"

Rosso raised an eyebrow: "What you call ironclad rules are just rules you set for yourselves. Their interference is perhaps just doing what you should have done but didn't."

"He broke his vow. Observers are only meant to observe and maintain the balance of nature, not to become variables themselves. Their actions have disrupted the stable structure of the multiverse and must be punished as a warning to others." The voice of the other Supreme Being was even colder and devoid of emotion.

"Is it the stability of the multiverse, or the stability of your order?"

Rosso chuckled and pointed to the withered leaf universe beneath his feet, which was heading towards its natural demise.

"Cosmos like these are countless in your timeline, and their 'stable' end is complete dissipation."

"So, if I collect some residual energy here to strengthen my spirit realm, does that count as disrupting your so-called 'stability'? According to your logic, shouldn't I also be 'purged'?"

The wills of the three Supreme Beings momentarily froze. They could clearly sense the agreement between Rosso and Loki, the Keeper of Time, and were aware of the special nature of these withered leaf universes. Rosso's actions, to some extent, even accelerated the process of clearing away the "withered leaves" in the time loop.

"We are aware of your agreement with Him," the Third Supreme One spoke, his voice now tinged with caution. "But this is an exception, and it does not apply to observers and their associates who violate the core precepts. Their interference touches upon the fundamental issues."

"Fundamental?" Rosso took a step forward, and faint golden ripples began to emanate from his body. "What is fundamental? Is it your rigid and unchanging dogma, or the ever-renewing and infinitely possible nature of the multiverse itself?"

If everything had to unfold according to a predetermined script, what difference would there be between this multiverse and a stagnant pool? Vatu and his companions merely tossed a few pebbles into this pool, creating a few ripples. And you, do you intend to drown those who threw the pebbles because of these few ripples?

"Sophistry!" The First Supreme Being seemed enraged, his phantom in the starry sky shining brightly. "The duty of the Observers is sacred and inviolable, and their betrayal has defiled that sacredness! They must pay the price!"

"Sacred? Duty?" Rosso shook his head, his tone tinged with sarcasm. "Sitting on high for too long, you really think you're the measure of the universe? In my opinion, you're no different from those old fogies who cling to dogma."

Vatu at least had the courage to 'observe' and then make his own judgment and act, while you are merely slaves to the rules.

"Insolence!" The three Supreme Beings roared simultaneously, and terrifying energy surged toward Rosso. The space of the Withered Leaf Universe began to tremble violently, as if it could not withstand this level of confrontation.

However, Rosso simply stood there quietly, and the golden ripples gently dissipated the energy that was enough to destroy a galaxy.

"It seems we can't reach an agreement." Rosso sighed, seemingly regretful. "I originally just wanted to make a deal, since I accidentally damaged their ship and should have helped them avoid this disaster. But since the three of you insist on 'enforcing the law'..."

He slowly raised his right hand, palm facing upward. A single, dazzling golden point of light, seemingly containing all the light of a newborn universe, condensed in his palm.

"Then let me see if your qualifications for 'law enforcement' are really that strong."