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The golden light suddenly expanded, transforming into a pillar of light that pierced through the entire universe. It did not attack the three Supreme Being phantoms, but shot straight towards an invisible node deep within the universe.

"What are you trying to do?!" The Supreme Beings were shocked and furious, and they instantly understood Rosso's intentions.

"Nothing much," Rosso's voice was calm and even, "just helping this universe, which is about to complete its mission, 'retire' early. And incidentally, to make your pursuit path a little... complicated."

The beam of light struck that invisible node.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only an extremely faint "click" sound.

Immediately afterwards, the entire universe began to appear blurry and distorted.

"How dare you forcibly sever the connection between one universe and other universes! This could cause structural disorder in the multiverse!" The Supreme Being's phantom began to become unstable, and their connection with this universe was also being disrupted.

"It's not that bad." Rosso withdrew his hand, and the pillar of light dissipated. He looked at the three flickering phantoms with a leisurely air. "At most, it just prevents you from descending in your true forms. Don't try to flatter me."

"You will pay for your interference, Anomaly!" The Supreme Being's voice was filled with anger, but it grew farther and farther away. Their phantoms eventually dissipated completely in the distorted spacetime, temporarily isolated from this completely 'disconnected' universe.

Rosso turned around and looked at the spaceship that was swaying violently in the cosmic turbulence. In a flash, he reappeared inside the cabin.

The cabin was silent. Everyone stared at him in disbelief. The brief but incomprehensible exchange outside, and the dramatic changes happening in the universe, had almost stopped their minds from functioning.

"All done," Rosso clapped his hands, as if he had only done a trivial task. "They can't get in for now. But this universe is about to 'close,' so you'd better find somewhere else quickly."

Portia was the first to react, stammering, "Then, then our spaceship..."

Rosso glanced at the still-flashing malfunction indicator on the control panel, snapped his fingers, and a golden energy instantly enveloped the entire ship.

"I'll put you in a universe where they won't find you for the time being, and where you can repair your spaceship. The rest is up to you."

Vatu looked at Rosso with a complicated expression, and finally bowed deeply: "Lord Rosso, we are deeply grateful. We... know what to do."

The others nodded solemnly as well: "Thank you. We will not let this opportunity slip by."

"Alright, hold on tight!" Rosso's figure suddenly grew larger, one hand grabbing the entire spaceship, while the other gathered energy, easily breaking through the cosmic barrier and speeding towards other universes.

Meanwhile, in the void of the universe, as Rosso's figure disappeared, a vortex appeared in the cosmic sky, gradually spinning from slow to fast, greedily absorbing the universe's last gift.

As for the wrath of the three Supreme Beings and the possible "price"? He didn't take it to heart. The stage of the multiverse was never prepared for those who followed the rules.

Arriving in a seemingly remote yet intact world that was also close to another withered leaf universe, Rosso put the spaceship down and let them find a place to repair it themselves, while he stopped to savor the experience.

"The entire universe is moving closer to another universe?" Rosso was surprised. This abnormal cosmic collision was obviously influenced by something.

On a cosmic scale, the approach of the two universes began with a connecting channel outside the structure. This channel allowed the two originally unrelated universes to gradually break away from their original multiverse structure, showing signs of forming independent "island universes."

Rosso tossed out a portal, stepped through it, and arrived at the abnormal connection.

All around were streams of people coming and going, rows of buildings in a uniform style towering high, and the sun still blazing in the sky. Familiar cosmic parameters rushed towards me.

"This is Earth? No wonder it's the epicenter of disasters in the multiverse; all sorts of calamities seem to reach Earth..."

Standing on this familiar planet, Rosso sighed inwardly.

His spiritual senses naturally unfolded, allowing him to perceive the current state of Earth and search for a specific individual. Rosso knew very well that since they were still within the Marvel multiverse, there were only a handful of people on this planet capable of influencing multiple universes.

Probing towards several areas where high-intensity souls were concentrated, Rosso indeed found a familiar person inside that special building.

The Sorcerer Supreme – Stephen Strange.

"It really does have something to do with you!" Rosso chuckled, having gained a general understanding of the universe after discovering Strange's surroundings.

The building has a unique exterior and a complex interior. One after another, robots that look like Ultron act as guards, watching out for any unusual activity in the surrounding area.

Compared to the outside, the inside was even more heavily guarded, especially a room that looked like an experimental site.

In the center of the room stood two transparent "cells" made of a special material, clearly intended for imprisoning and monitoring something. At that moment, Strange was imprisoned in one of them, conversing with Christine outside.

"Because we don't know if you visitors from other universes might have any unknown diseases or radiation, we have no choice but to put you in these beautiful fish tanks for now." Wearing a white coat and holding a testing board, Christine patiently explained to Strange, who was trapped inside, "These were developed by me using the Vishanti Sand that I found in one of Stephen's magical relics in our universe 838."

"Cosmos 838, Stephen?" Strange, in his cell, was clearly more interested in this number. "And what about my universe?"

"616 is our designation for your universe."

Upon hearing this, Strange realized: "Wow, it seems you guys have an extraordinary understanding of the multiverse! You can even number and name different universes."

……

No one noticed that a figure had appeared out of thin air on the chair next to them—it was Rosso.

"May I ask what our relationship is in this universe?" Strange asked again.

Christine paused, then shook her head: "We've never really sorted out our relationship..."

A long sigh, not belonging to Strange, echoed in the room.

The two, who were chatting happily, glanced at America in the cell next to them, their eyes filled with displeasure.

"No," America shook her head like a die when she saw the two men's unfriendly gazes, "It wasn't me!" At the same time, she turned her gaze to a certain direction outside the prison.

The sound was coming from that place!