Chapter 321: Parallel Universe

Faced with Clark's request, Thanos offered his own opinion, and now it was time for Clark to make a decision.

According to Thanos, the Quarry of the Gods is a perilous place that is terrifying for anyone. It is controlled by the Infinite Three Witches and is considered forbidden territory for life.

Even a cosmic deity could fall at any moment there—because it is essentially a graveyard for cosmic deities!

However, it also presents a tremendous opportunity for those who have lost their power to regain their divine strength from the fallen gods, and perhaps even more.

Now, Clark was faced with a multiple-choice question.

He could choose to go himself, which could provide him with the opportunity to break through his current limits and further enhance his strength.

Alternatively, he could send someone else on this mission. For example, Captain America, Tony, or Hawkeye, all of whom had a high chance of successfully completing the task and potentially ascending to the level of a Heavenly Father. However, this option would inevitably expose them to unknown and terrifying dangers.

The last choice was to send Thanos to the so-called Quarry of the Gods to boost his strength and then clean house.

After sharing his thoughts, an excited smile immediately appeared on Thanos's face. He relished seeing others, especially beings as powerful as Clark, hesitate and feel perplexed when faced with difficult choices.

Even though Clark's decision could very likely lead to immediate death.

However, he was destined to be disappointed this time.

Right after Thanos proposed his plan, Clark swiftly waved his hand, and dozens of blood arrows burst forth from Thanos's body. As the blood arrows gushed, the wounds they caused began to heal rapidly under the influence of cosmic energy.

Even his originally pained and distorted face eased, displaying a rare peace.

This was because previously, Thanos had been forced by Clark into a situation where he could neither live comfortably nor die, with the divine power seeking escape with each blood arrow that Clark pulled from his body.

Clark's choice was made without hesitation.

Watching a still battered and exhausted Thanos, Clark calmly stated, "We'll send you to that so-called Quarry of the Gods. You can clean up the mess your own bloodline has caused."

Seeing that Clark actually agreed with Thanos, Daisy, who had been silent, finally spoke up, "Clark, are you sure this is okay?"

"No matter whether it's okay or not, letting Thanos handle this matter is the best choice," Clark explained calmly. "Due to a pact and compromise with a top universe deity, it's not convenient for me to personally resolve this matter. I must use others."

Clark did not mention another reason for his reluctance to go himself.

That is, the so-called benefits that could be gained from the Quarry of the Gods did not appeal to him as the God of Vengeance. What use was the power of ancient gods to him? It was an external power that could bring many problems if absorbed. On the other hand, the Infinity Stones could completely integrate with him due to BGM issues, with an extraordinarily high upper limit, so he saw no need to chase minor short-term gains that could jeopardize his greater future prospects.

Without waiting for others to ask again, Clark continued, "According to what Thanos previously said, although it's possible to gain power from the Quarry of the Gods, certain trials must be endured. As to what those trials are, only Thanos truly knows. Letting others go could result in unnecessary sacrifices."

"It's best for Thanos, who understands the Quarry the most, to undertake this task."

"As for the risks of Thanos regaining his divine power..." Clark said, his confidence radiating with a smile, "Isn't that why I'm here?"

He left one thing unsaid.

That is, the biggest crisis facing Earth and even the universe was not Thanos.

At least, Dormammu, who has been restlessly lurking, poses a greater threat than Thanos.

...

The Quarry of the Gods is located at the edge of the universe, within a terrifying black hole in a desolate area.

Traveling there by spaceship, even using space-jumping technology, would take about a month.

Although Clark could directly teleport someone there using his spatial abilities, it would not be meaningful, as their mission involved more than simply restoring Thanos's divine power. They also needed to use the geographical advantage of the Quarry of the Gods to suppress Thanos's Phoenix Force.

After careful consideration, Clark ultimately decided to take Thanos, Nebula, Champion, and Starfox, the "stakeholders," along with the strongest among them, himself and Daisy, to the Quarry. The others stayed in Nidavellir with Eitri to research equipment upgrades.

The main reason for this decision was his distrust of Champion and Starfox.

In such times, leaving these unpredictable elements behind could lead to unforeseen complications.

And Nebula was chosen by Clark as a relatively trustworthy spaceship pilot

.

As for Daisy, it was purely because of her strong but inexperienced nature; Clark intended to show her more of the world.

"Nebula, let's set off then," Clark said calmly. "Remember to send a message to the Dark Quadrant in Thanos's name when we are about to arrive. I believe Thanos should be able to see it."

With Clark's command, the spaceship set off from Nidavellir, heading towards the Quarry of the Gods at the edge of the universe.

...

Earth, USA, Queens, New York.

A gaunt white man with stubble casually strolled in front of a jewelry store, his eyes lighting up as he noticed a woman in her fifties excitedly walking out, clutching her purse tightly.

The man, with years of experience, knew the purse contained valuables. Flicking his cigarette butt to the ground, he unsteadily followed the woman as she turned into a secluded alley. He quickened his pace and pulled out a baton from his sleeve, aiming a vicious strike at the back of the woman's neck.

Such a strike wasn't likely to be lethal but was sufficient to knock someone unconscious.

This was no ordinary thug; he was skilled.

"Swoosh!" The baton, wrapped in the sound of the wind, was perfectly aimed, fast, accurate, and ruthless.

More importantly, he could control the strike, stopping the baton less than an inch from hitting the woman's neck, transitioning from motion to stillness naturally—a masterful display.

What stopped his baton was not any weapon, but a seemingly soft spiderweb that stuck to the baton, firmly controlling it in the thug's hand, preventing it from moving the final inch to strike the innocent woman.

The thug, startled, quickly traced the white web back and saw a young man in a red tight suit waving at him from a nearby building.

"Shit!"

Cursing, the thug threw his web-entangled baton at the young man and turned to run.

But the young man simply pulled on the spiderweb, sending the baton back to its owner, striking him solidly on the back of the neck.

"Thump!"

Struck by his own weapon, the thug immediately fainted.

The young man, quick to act, didn't wait for the elderly woman to thank him. Seeing the thug subdued, he prepared to leave and help others in need.

However, before he could move, the wall under his feet suddenly disappeared, and a powerful suction pulled him halfway through it.

Only then did he realize, in horror, that a colorful space vortex had appeared on the wall where he was standing, threatening to swallow him completely.

"Oh, no!"

The young man's cry of alarm was swallowed by the vortex, along with his body. A promising Spider-Man had vanished without a trace in this quiet alley.

Could he no longer save himself?

No!

"Snap!"

With a crisp sound, the web-entangled baton got stuck in the entrance of the vortex, becoming Spider-Man's last straw for survival.

But then, the vortex suddenly expanded, swallowing the baton as well, and then disappeared entirely.

Spider-Man's last lifeline was uprooted and consumed by the space vortex.

Meanwhile, the belated old woman turned around in fright and saw the fallen thug. With a look of pity, she exclaimed and quickly called the police: "Hello, police? There's a kid here who doesn't look like a good person; he's fainted…"

...

Swallowed by the space vortex, Spider-Man felt a whirl of disorientation before losing consciousness completely.

When he awoke, he found himself lying on a warm bed.

Instinctively sitting up, he was relieved to see his tight suit and mask still on.

But the next moment, he was startled and jumped up from the bed, warily eyeing a pretty young woman sitting cross-legged on the windowsill.

From her, Spider-Man's spider-sense conveyed a very strange feeling.

It was as if he was facing another... himself?

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