American comic: Checking in, Gwen in black stockings rolls her eyes.

With just one move, a potentially earth-shattering encirclement and kill was transformed into a silent charade.

"How... how is it possible?!"

Captain America's voice trembled slightly with shock.

He tried his best, but he couldn't recall his invincible shield.

"My thunder... my divine power..."

The red light in Tyrant Thor's eyes flashed intensely.

He discovered that his connection to Thor's hammer had been forcibly severed.

All the prisoners stared in utter horror at Lin Feng, who was suspended in the center; they had never felt such unfathomable power.

This is a great power that transcends the limits of their cognition and is almost like the "Tao".

Lin Feng slowly lowered his hand, his gaze calmly sweeping over these overlords who had once stirred up bloodshed in their respective universes.

There was no contempt or anger in his eyes.

There was only a pure indifference, as if watching a group of puppets controlled by strings.

"Who sent you to attack me?"

His voice was soft, yet it clearly entered everyone's mind.

A flicker of struggle crossed Captain America's eyes, quickly replaced by a deeper evil, and he roared:

"For the supreme glory of Hydra! Slay all who stand in our way!"

"For Asgard... no, for me!"

Tyrant Thor roared, trying to summon the thunder again, but there was no response.

Their answers were chaotic and paranoid, filled with distorted beliefs.

But Lin Feng keenly noticed a slight discord.

Although their will is powerful and evil, at its deepest level, it is as if it is covered by a thin, slippery black veil.

"I see..."

Lin Feng understood.

He stopped talking nonsense, and in his eyes, it seemed as if billions of stars were being born and dying.

A vast and boundless spiritual force surged forth like an invisible tide in an instant.

It easily broke through the mental defenses of these powerful variants and penetrated the deepest parts of their souls.

Within the soul of the evil Captain America, Lin Feng saw a core of twisted beliefs.

A faint black tentacle was wrapped around it.

It is constantly instilling in it the obsessive command to "kill the intruder".

Within the soul of the tyrant Thor, his arrogant will was corrupted by the same power.

Lin Feng's existence was defined as "a nemesis that must be eliminated".

Deep within the souls of every attacker, Lin Feng discovered the same trace—

That was Gnar's unique abyssal aura.

Weak, yet vicious, like the most cunning parasite.

They silently distorted and amplified the evil thoughts that were already in their hearts, and turned the spearhead against themselves.

"What a clever scheme to frame Jiangdong, using one tiger to devour another."

.....

305: The Void! Cassandra!

Lin Feng's consciousness withdrew, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his lips.

He understood Nar's plan. This symbiotic god was not only using the chaotic environment here to hide.

He even used his divine power to subtly "infect" and "hint" at these already insane time prisoners.

Make them see you as their mortal enemy.

They wanted to buy him time to escape, and even hoped to use these people to wear him down.

"A swarm of lured flies... are still just flies."

06

Lin Feng withdrew the suppression of these variants, allowing them to regain their mobility.

As soon as Captain America and his crew were freed, their fighting spirit was rekindled, and they prepared to launch a new attack.

But Lin Feng had already lost interest in them.

His gaze pierced through layers of space, past all the planetary debris and energy storms.

Once again, it precisely locked onto the rapidly fleeing dark aura.

"The game is over."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Feng's figure disappeared from the spot.

He ignored the roaring time prisoners chasing after him and moved at an even faster pace than before.

They pursued Nar in the direction he had fled.

Space was no longer an obstacle for him, but an aid.

Each flash traversed an unimaginable distance.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side of the void.

On a giant "planet" pieced together from countless abandoned spaceships and mechanical debris.

The biological spaceship that Nar had transformed into landed silently, and then transformed back into that tall, thin, black humanoid figure.

He sensed that the dark imprint he had left on the souls of those prisoners from that time was rapidly dissipating.

The terrifying aura that made his heart tremble was not held back; instead, it locked onto him at an even more astonishing speed.

"Trash! A bunch of trash!"

Nar's face was filled with gloom and rage, and his scarlet eyes were brimming with murderous intent.

"He can't even delay for a moment! What kind of monster is that guy?!"

He knew very well that simply fleeing was no longer meaningful.

The opponent's speed and tracking ability far exceeded his expectations.

In this chaotic prison, he needs a powerful enough "ally," or rather, a "pawn" of sufficient importance.

Nar raised his head and looked towards the center of the mechanical planet.

There stood a bizarre throne made of twisted metal and glowing circuitry. A figure sat atop the throne.

It was a woman who looked like an elegant noblewoman.

She wore an elegant dark-colored long dress, and her silver hair was neatly combed.

But her eyes were an unfathomable black.

Without any pupils or whites of the eyes, they resembled two small black holes, capable of swallowing all light and hope.

She is Cassandra Nova.

Charles Xavier's twin sister, a life form born without a physical body, composed purely of spiritual energy—"Dream Goddess".

In her universe, she slaughtered countless mutants and was eventually banished here.

With her unparalleled mental strength, she conquered some of the most powerful criminals in the area.

He became the uncrowned king of this void.

.....

306: The Beginning of the Universe! Darkness!!

“A strange and powerful aura.”

Cassandra's voice did not come from her mouth.

Instead, it rang directly in Nar's mind, carrying a condescending scrutiny.

“You are not a prisoner here. State your purpose, guest of the abyss, or my ‘children’ will gladly tear you apart and taste your soul.”

As she finished speaking, the surrounding shadows faded.

Countless pairs of eyes, flashing with various colors of light, appeared, greedy and cruel.

Nar's crimson eyes met Cassandra's abyssal gaze, and a sinister smile crept across his face:

"The Uncrowned King? Cassandra Nova. I've come to give you an opportunity to become a true 'King'."

"Oh?"

Cassandra's telekinesis carried a hint of amusement.

“An incredibly powerful ‘law enforcer’ has broken into our cage.”

Nar's voice was incredibly seductive.

"He is hunting me down, and his ultimate goal is to wipe everyone here, including you and your proud 'kingdom'."

He will do what those cowards at the Time Management Bureau wouldn't dare to do.

He paused, then offered his own chip:

"Cooperate with me and kill him. I will help you take complete control of the entire Void, and I can even open a rift to the main universe for you, allowing you to exact the sweetest revenge on those who banished you."

Cassandra remained silent for a moment, seemingly assessing the veracity of Nar's words.

A moment later, her telepathic message sounded again, but this time it carried a hint of cold mockery:

"Your proposal sounds tempting. But... what I hate most is having someone stand on my turf and tell me how to do things!"

Before the words were even finished, an invisible and intangible yet overwhelmingly terrifying mental storm suddenly erupted!

The entire mechanical planet was buzzing, and countless metal parts were breaking apart because they could not withstand the force.

This mental shock is enough to cause brain death in all intelligent life on a planet, and can even directly obliterate the will of ordinary gods!

Cassandra made a swift and decisive move.

She wanted to see just how capable this guy from the abyss really was!

Faced with this sudden mental attack, Nar showed no surprise whatsoever.

He didn't even move, but the dark vortex in his scarlet eyes deepened suddenly.

“Foolish.”

He whispered.

An even older, darker, and purer will than Cassandra's mental storm rose from within him.

That's not just mental power.

Instead, it is a mixture of "nothingness" and "darkness" from the beginning of the universe, and is the manifestation of the will of the abyss itself!

boom! ! !

Two invisible forces collided violently in mid-air.

Cassandra's mental storm, powerful enough to destroy civilization, (thankfully) made contact with Gnar's abyssal will the instant it touched him.

It was like crashing into an endless black dam.

Not only did they fail to shake the opponent in the slightest, but they were also rapidly eroded and assimilated by that darkness.

"what!"