He's in Marvel, working behind the scenes.

Natasha looked at her quietly for a while before asking, "Can the future you see be changed?"

"do not know."

Lena shook her head and said, "I've only been a ghost for three days, and my Blood Demon Art only awakened yesterday. There are still many things I haven't figured out. But based on the number of times I've experimented, the future has never been changed. Even when I wanted to change it, it ended up facilitating the future."

“…No matter what, I will try to save her.” Natasha lowered her head and remained silent for a while before speaking, and then picked up Kanao on her back.

Seeing this, Lena simply shrugged and said nothing more.

"Do you want to come along?"

Natasha looked at her and said, "We've developed a medicine that can turn ghosts back into humans. If you don't want to continue being a ghost, come with us."

"The medicine to turn me back into a human can be researched slowly, but I don't want to go to my death with you all," Lena resolutely refused.

You won't find it.

Natasha said, "These demons and Demon Slayer Corps members all came from another world, and the medicine to turn demons back into humans is made from herbs from that other world. Apart from what they brought, there are no other materials in this world that can be used to make the medicine."

You lied to me!

"If that's how you feel, then so be it!"

Natasha finished speaking nonchalantly and left with Kanao on her back.

Lena looked hesitant, her heart conflicted.

Finally, she looked at the spot where Natasha had left, stamped her foot, and followed her.

Die or die!

It's better than being a cannibalistic monster for the rest of your life.

Perfect timing, I also want to try and see if the future can be changed.

……

The scene at Lotus Pond House was just one part of the battle. Throughout the Infinite City, whether they were Pillars or ordinary members, whether they were S.H.I.E.L.D. special forces members or the Hidden Force's logistics and medical teams, everyone was doing their part to contribute to winning this battle.

Gu Qing's prayer value also soared as the battle intensified.

Especially when Hulk appeared and started to participate in the battle, the increase was even more dramatic.

but……

"Not enough."

Gu Qing glanced at the 48 wish points that were still rising rapidly, and was still not satisfied.

If the price continues to rise at this rate, it's hard to say whether we'll be able to raise one million by the end of the campaign.

We need to add fuel to the fire!

Gu Qing scanned the various puppets back and forth.

Just then, Otto walked over and said, "Boss, Ghost Rider is almost in New York."

"……Yeah?"

Gu Qing paused for a moment, then quickly regained her composure and shifted her thoughts from the puppets to the Ghost Rider. "Then, let that guy make his move!"

……

Somewhere in Washington, D.C.

In the pitch-black environment, the thick-covered book called "The Dark Book" lay quietly on the table, exuding endless allure, waiting for someone to open it.

Fries sat upright at the table, breathing heavily as he looked at the Dark Book, feeling an irresistible urge to open it.

Fries is an acquired vampire who drank Muzan Kibutsuji's blood, which greatly enhanced his vampire potential...

Yes, compared to the immense power of demons, weak vampires, after absorbing demon blood, are not transformed into demons. Instead, they absorb the essence of the demon blood and develop their own potential.

It's normal for this to happen.

The first vampire in the Marvel universe was created by the god of dark magic, "Thorn," from a fusion of demons, humans, and various dark creatures.

This progenitor of vampires was then devoured by Dracula, gaining immortality that even death itself could not kill.

Although vampires are weak, their origins and potential are far greater than those of demons.

Therefore, it is not that the ghost blood assimilated them, but rather that they absorbed the ghost blood.

But no matter what, they all have Muzan's blood cells implanted in their bodies, and their lives are in his hands.

Fritz was no exception.

He was assigned the task of opening the Dark Book at a certain time.

Faced with a book written by his own creator, Forliss felt an irresistible temptation far greater than others, and his desire was already burning. If it weren't for Muzan's orders, he probably would have already opened it.

"Open it!"

Suddenly, Muzan's voice rang in his mind.

Fritz was taken aback, then excitedly opened the book, where countless virtual codes were presented in a form that Fritz could understand.

Moreover, it was all knowledge he had longed for.

……

The road from San Francisco to New York remains a sea of ​​fire, resembling a path to hell.

Suddenly, the motorcycle came to an abrupt stop.

Ghost Rider looked in Washington's direction and growled, "Such a dense aura of darkness! It's that guy! Someone has opened the door to contacting him. We must stop them!"

Having said that, he turned around and drove straight toward Washington.

Meanwhile, in the omnipotent universe.

In some unknown universe, in an unknown dimension.

Darkness and decay surround the world, where the corpses of gods, demons, superheroes, and supervillains lie piled high, a world of silence and death.

The pitch-black fog surged, emanating thoughts.

"ghost?"

The fog seemed to be whispering, talking to itself at a frequency incomprehensible to humans.

"A creature I've never seen before."

"Does it resemble some of my works? Is it a replica based on some of my works?"

"But it's so weak, so weak that it's completely uninteresting."

"Well, I'm bored anyway, so I'll go check it out!"

"If someone imitates my work, I have to pay patent fees."

The pitch-black primordial mist descended with its will.

Fries' body stiffened, his eyes lost their luster, and his body began to disintegrate.

Suddenly, black mist surged from his body, repairing, transforming, and strengthening it, and it took a while for him to regain his radiance.

But his once azure eyes have been replaced by pitch black.

"His body is too weak."

'Fri', no, it should be Sithon.

Sisorn stretched his body, his brow furrowed.

Although vampires are inherently weak, the vampires in this universe are exceptionally weak, so weak that even after being modified and strengthened, they can only barely withstand a trace of his will projection, let alone unleash his power.

"It's a pity that the Scarlet Witch of this world has not yet awakened the power of chaos and has not connected with my power, otherwise I could have used her body."

"Never mind, they're just small fry anyway, might as well go check them out."

Sisorn muttered a couple of discontented words and prepared to head to New York.

But just then, a portal opened.

Ancient One, dressed in a beige monk's robe, emerged from within.

Her gaze was solemn as she stared at 'Fris,' who was radiating terrifying energy. After a moment's hesitation, she bowed slightly to Xisorn and said, "Honorable God of Dark Magic, why would someone as noble as you condescend to descend upon this lowly material universe?"

"...Gu Yi?"

Sithon stared at the Ancient One, first puzzled (in other worlds, the Ancient One was a man, and an old man at that), then frowned in displeasure, "Do I need to tell you where I'm going?"

"I wouldn't dare, I just have some doubts."

"Then keep wondering. I have things to do, don't bother me." Xisone waved his hand and was about to leave.

But Gu Yi took a step forward and blocked his way.

"It seems you want to drag this universe down with you." Sithon looked at the Ancient One with a sneer. "Or do you think the Vishanti would fight me to the death to protect this universe?"

No, even if he wanted to, he couldn't protect her.

The Vishanti are a triune god, meaning three gods in one body, one of whom is the god of white magic and the opposite of Sithon.

The two have never gotten along.

However, Vishanti is not a god skilled in combat, while Sithon is.

Therefore, even if one of the Triune Gods is equal to Sithon, the combined strength of the three is not necessarily stronger than Sithon's.

If the two are roughly equal in strength, then destruction is naturally easier than protection.

As gods from multiple universes, the aftershocks of their battle could reduce countless universes to ashes.

"I am the Supreme Mage, and I have the duty to protect the Earth." Gu Yi's expression was resolute, showing no sign of backing down.

So you came here to die?

Sithon's sneer had turned into a chill.

In fact, if this body hadn't been so weak and unable to match the power of the Ancient One, he wouldn't have been so verbose and would have acted long ago.

But if Gu Yi dares to argue with him any further, he wouldn't hesitate to take action. If he loses and loses face, then his true form will come to regain it.

As for my intention not to destroy the Earth, I was just curious about what ghosts I'd never seen before were... He, Sithon, never bothered to explain his actions to others.

Interpret it however you like.