Monsters: Evolving from Titans to Ancient Gods.

It's even less likely that they would do something insignificant in other worlds just because of nature.

Perhaps it's the same in other universes; many myths and beings are related to Longbo, but the legends of Longbo projecting himself here are of little use.

"Perhaps the entire Marvel multiverse is pretty much the same?" Longbo mused.

He pondered this, perhaps because there are countless beings in this multiverse, and although his projection has a certain prestige and influence, it is clearly far less effective than those in other universes.

Just as Longbo was pondering, the Black Dragon Titan was also secretly observing Longbo's current appearance. It was quite surprised to find that the Creator looked somewhat old.

It had never seen its creator so weakened, and this appearance was completely unfamiliar to it. In its view, whether the creator was weak or not was another matter, but the priest would certainly not allow the creator to become like this.

Soon, Longbo regained his senses under its gaze, and gently raised his hand to apply layers of protection to its body.

In any case, I am now somewhat weakened and inadequate in this multiverse.

But it's not time to draw upon my own power yet, so let's just make do with what we have for now.

I believe that once my true form completes its transformation, I will undoubtedly be among the top tier here, and there's nothing to be afraid of.

"Fly to Asgard yourself."

Heilong was taken aback by the sound, but he wasn't too worried and nodded heavily.

Since the great Creator has come in person, why should I worry about those worthless scoundrels? Of course not.

Longbo casually pointed the black dragon Titan in a direction, temporarily diverting its attention, and added many layers of protection to it.

It's even more durable than it is now. If it gets into an accident on the road, there's nothing to say.

Since we can't take the whole thing with us, let's just take a few remnants back to another dimension and revive it.

After leaving those words, Lunabrück's wisp of consciousness returned to Asgard. To be honest, he hadn't really looked at Asgard much since his arrival...

...

In the royal palace of Asgard, Lunapoleon slowly rose from his throne and walked out of the hall step by step under the respectful gazes of the guards.

With each step Lonbo took, his appearance underwent a dramatic transformation, visibly rejuvenating. His long, white hair turned black, and his eye patch disappeared, replaced by a calm gaze.

To be honest, although it was indeed his own face, Longbo was still not used to looking like an old man with white hair.

This astonishing situation left the surrounding guards stunned, and they remained in shock until Longbo disappeared from their sight.

Two jet-black crows exchanged glances, flapped their wings, and flew across the hall, quickly catching up with Longbo's figure and landing precisely on his shoulder.

“Fokine and Wuni?” Longbo looked at the two ravens and tried to call out their names from his memory.

As Longbo called out, the two ravens responded readily, catching Longbo off guard once again, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Beep...beep beep beep...Zeton..."

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Fokin and Wuni responded with calls, then bounced on His shoulder, tilted their heads to look at His face, and blinked their yellowish eyes.

Undoubtedly, their human-like appearance was quite adorable, but Longbo was choked by a mouthful of saliva; the two little ones' cries were too strange.

Isn't that Zetton's voice? What kind of raven would make the sound of the cosmic dinosaur Zetton?

Longbo met the two pairs of yellowish eyes looking at him and wondered if Zetton was an alien longhorn beetle mutated by the light of the plasma spark.

Even if you trace it back to its source, it's just an insect, and has nothing to do with crows.

However, Longbo also roughly deduced that Fokin and Wuni here correspond to his two specialized forms of Zetton in another dimension.

Therefore, upon arriving here, they not only emitted the sound of Zetton, but also gained some of Zetton's power.

Longbo's eyes scanned the two ravens perched on his shoulders. Their glossy black feathers reflected a variety of colors in the sunlight.

Although smaller than a slightly larger hen, it possesses immense power. While not as tall as the two hundred-meter-tall humanoid Zettons that served as their models, it is still comparable to an ordinary Zetton.

Considering this isn't the Arcane Universe, their fighting strength is quite impressive.

This sparked Longbo's interest.

"Since Fokin and Wuni are based on Zhiton..."

"So…"

Gradually, Longbo recalled the strange creatures he had encountered inside the Otherworld Garden, and a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.

While their oddballs may not be as outlandish as the Space King's crazy warriors, they're still incredibly troublesome when they get going. If some of the characters here are based on them...

The thought of those possible scenarios made Longbo's mood plummet and turn extremely bad.

Longbo looked around at the armored soldiers again, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"So, are they fungal monsters, or giants of the Lombre tribe?"

The guards in front of me, clad in golden armor, looked to be about the same size as humans, but the power they possessed far exceeded that of ordinary people.

Although its full power cannot reach the level of the powerful monsters in the original world, it is enough to easily break the sound barrier. A punch or a kick on Earth would be enough to destroy mountains and rewrite the terrain.

Simply put, they are practically all superhumans.

From Rumble's meticulous observation, it is clear that their bloodline is similar to his own, and they must have gained power similar to that of the Rumble Giant because of Rumble.

Of course, there are no other dimensions here, so they naturally don't have that kind of chaotic power.

but…

Longbo withdrew his gaze and looked into the distant void, taking in all the dimensions hidden beneath the real world.

If one could devour one or two dimensions, perhaps one could accomplish many things without relying on the power of the original body.

His true form is currently at a critical juncture. Although extracting some power will not reverse this process, it will inevitably slow down the progress.

It's better not to use it if you don't have to.

After a brief moment of thought, Longbo started walking again, proceeding through the vast palace. The guards and maids passing by were all shocked when they saw his youthful face.

It wasn't until Lumbini approached that they realized what was happening and began to show a similar respect to that shown to a superior as the Vikings did.

Looking at these Asgardians radiating a deep, heartfelt reverence, Lumbert nodded slightly, then calmly walked past them and headed into the distance.

After a long while, Longbo arrived at the edge of the Asgardian palace. What came into view was a continuous range of mountains, with various dangerous beasts and mythical creatures appearing and disappearing in the dense forest.

As Longbo appeared, the hunting dogs that were besieging the behemoth turned their heads, revealing human-like joy, and then turned around without hesitation and ran wildly towards Longbo.

Behind them, the white mythical creature turned its head in confusion, poked its head out of the forest, and curiously looked at the pack of hounds.

When its gaze extended and it saw the figure standing at the edge of the palace, it froze for a moment, then revealed a human-like joy.

Eight iron hooves, bearing bite marks, left afterimages as the slightly large body swiftly passed the hunting dogs and appeared before Longbo in the blink of an eye.

The eight-legged celestial horse Sleipnir stood rooted to the spot, its eight iron hooves treading on the void. Its broad, white wings spread high, and its enormous head gave Longbo a sly look, gesturing to him with its eyes.

Elbow, let's go for a walk!

Its eyes probably conveyed that meaning. The tedium of the past few thousand years had almost driven it mad, and now that it saw Longbo remember it, it immediately became excited.

Before Longbo could respond, a series of dark figures pounced on him, causing Sleipnir's expression to change and him to let out a shrill wail.

In excruciating pain, it raised its four iron hooves high, taking the hunting dogs that were biting it with them with it into the air.

"... "

The scene that came into view made Longbo fall silent, his whole body seemingly wanting to say something but unable to.

There's no need to distinguish them at all. Although this guy and the Golden Ship look somewhat different, with an extra pair of pure white wings, they are essentially the same.

They're just as shameless as ever. Even at their age, they act like huskies, constantly provoking hunting dogs and causing chaos. They're hated by both people and dogs.

The same goes for these hounds; even here, you can still see them and the golden ship together.

"Just as I thought."

Seeing this, Longbo shook his head.

The Golden Ship is beyond saving. Even if it moves to a different place and gets a different name, it will still be the same awful thing.

Seeing that Longbo didn't speak but instead shook his head, Sleipnir became extremely confused. He tilted his head, bared his teeth, and leaned closer.

Longbo pushed its head away in disgust, then stood still, looking around at each area, preparing to formulate a new plan.

Seeing that Lombard had fallen silent, Sleipnir plopped down next to him, chewing on something, completely ignoring the dog's gaze.

Longbo looked toward the point connecting to the outside world, where a burly man holding a greatsword stood. He was also wearing dazzling golden armor, with dark skin and a resolute face.

Heimdall, also a powerful member of the Asgardian race, is more like a security guard in the Marvel universe, responsible for opening doors.

From the spiral horn-shaped decoration on his golden helmet, Longbo understood everything. His gaze passed over him and entered the vast starry sky, searching for traces of the Infinity Stones.

The Infinity Stones essentially represent the fundamental laws governing this universe; obtaining them grants one, to some extent, access to the power of the universe.

Of course, all the gems must be collected. Overall, it's similar to the Star Cup in Longbo's possession. As for which one is better, Longbo doesn't know yet.

After arriving here and learning some things, Lonzo set his sights on the Infinity Stones.

He intends to obtain the power of the Infinity Stones and take over several dimensions as a source of power for his activities in this multiverse.

Although "Odin" grows stronger with age, even more powerful than when he conquered the universe, he is still too weak compared to his original form, making everything inconvenient.

As time went on, Lonzo also determined the location of each Infinity Stone from different images and who possessed them.

The Time Stone is now in Doctor Strange's possession, the Reality Stone is in the Dark Elf's possession, and the Space Stone is in S.H.I.E.L.D. on Earth.

As for the rest, they are all in the hands of Thanos.

Lancelot didn't have a single Infinity Stone.

When He was about to collect all the Infinity Stones, He was severely beaten, losing not only his eyes but also all the Infinity Stones he had collected.

The opponent's power far surpassed Odin's, and he launched a sneak attack. Moreover, he knew clearly that Odin was a part of someone else, so he dared not kill him and only took the Infinity Stones.

Odin is not very strong and still does not know who betrayed him.

The same applies to Longbo now; his power is insufficient to trace back to the source and find that enemy.

To take revenge, one must obtain sufficient power.

Moreover, many events in this Marvel Universe seemed chaotic to Lombre, and did not match any of the known worlds he knew.

The unknown also means that there are more things to consider and take into account when deciding what to do...