Marvel: Apocalyptic Beginning, a High-Level Game!

Chapter 68. Kill me now! Otherwise, get the hell out of here!

(Here's a side note: the protagonist doesn't have such grand ambitions; he just wants to finish what he's done and then retire to stand in the audience and cheer.)

But the problem is that after defeating the Zombie Queen, you get Doctor Doom, and after defeating Doctor Doom, you get Death Death, and then there's Secret Wars. When that happens, the entire multiverse will explode.

The constant world-ending crises are really exhausting for the protagonist. He needs to vent a little, right?

Hanlu listened calmly as the other person recounted his impending death with considerable certainty. She casually pulled out a stool next to her and plopped down on it, as if she were just dealing with a homeless person applying for a job.

With a simple gesture, Hanlu raised her hand in greeting.

This goddess of death did not receive any of the respect she deserved.

She had anticipated how the other person would react upon hearing her name—

Based on past experience, almost no one in the universe is unafraid of her, let alone the legend of the "Eternal Land".

She had already imagined that the other party might scream, become fully alert, or kneel down in fear and beg for forgiveness, and even secretly hoped that the other party would take action without saying a word.

After all, she was alarmed by the attack during the conflict in the skies above Wakanda.

To be honest, those few kids present were indeed quite strong, and even to her avatar, they posed a considerable threat.

but--

"Alright, Goddess of Death, now please demonstrate how you intend to destroy this planet or humanity?"

Hanlu said calmly.

joke!

That's a joke!

Why can't all these damn villains just come out at once?

Either blow up the Earth or just retreat, why bother coming here one by one to mess with our mentality?

Is there a total population of 100,000 on Earth right now?

No!

Are there twenty people who can be called superheroes?

No!

Is it still habitable on the surface of this Earth?

It's hard to say, but it's probably uninhabitable.

So at this point, Hanlu has a kind of nonchalant indifference, as if she's given up on everything.

Fine, whatever, do whatever you want.

Anyway, after people die, their souls mostly go to the realm of the dead, and we don't know if there are modern cities there.

He also wanted to break out of this predicament.

Of course, the Goddess of Death could not instantly see through Han Lu's thoughts, after all, Han Lu was now a near-powerful being at the Heavenly Father level.

"Outsider! Aren't you curious about why I'm here?"

Hanlu shook her head.

"Not curious."

"Aren't you curious about where the souls of those dead zombies went?"

"Not curious."

"Aren't you curious...?"

"Not curious."

This time, Hanlu rudely interrupted the other person before they could finish speaking.

In his view, death for them was simply a matter of either dying or living.

Death is merely a concept, one of the fixed laws of this universe.

Generally, death itself cannot act directly; it can only be achieved through various accidents or by inciting certain people to act on its behalf.

For example, Thanos, who was obsessed with death in many universes, was a loyal "lapdog".

Unfortunately, death simply ignored him.

Therefore, Hanlu's attitude towards this goddess of death who has begun to directly intervene in reality is clear:

Do you remember the actor who played Slow Sheep and said "You're talking nonsense!"?

I can kill you, why am I arguing with you?

If she really wanted to take action, they would have been gone long ago.

If she doesn't take action, what's the point of talking?

It's simply that they can't get rid of me, or they need my help.

Once we find a way to bring everyone back, we'll get back to normal.

then--

Just as Hanlu was about to utter the rebellious words, "If you don't intend to kill us, please turn right and leave"—

The Goddess of Death, recognized as one of the pinnacle beings in the universe, a multiverse-level powerhouse, and even one of the incarnations of the supreme laws of the universe, was enraged for the first time.

how many years?

How many years has it been since I've suffered such humiliation?

"Don't you want to know the coordinates to the Land of Eternity?"

A low voice, suppressing anger, rang out.

Hanlu knew the other person was about to explode with anger, but he still shook his head.

"No need to trouble the great goddess of death, we have our own way."

The Cold Dew season is indeed not worried about this threat.

Legends about the eternal land have been circulating throughout the universe.

Putting everything else aside, why don't we just go to the top of the gods and ask Zeus?

After all, Thor is now the king of the Norse pantheon. Asking for directions is nothing to them; the five of them can just rush in and beat him up.

Five against one! The advantage is on my side!

Do you really think everyone is Doctor Doom with six Infinity Stones?

To be honest, Hanlu had become increasingly indifferent to certain "superhero code of conduct" at this point.

He had thought more than once: What does this have to do with me?

Why don't I just run away?

Anyway, there are still at least several years until the day when all things perish, so I can just keep going for a while longer—

He's never been to space!

Seeing Hanlu's obvious absent-mindedness, Death's anger rose even higher, but he still suppressed his anger and tried to put on an air of being above all things.

"Do you really believe... that when you reach the Land of Eternity, eternity will grant your wish?"

Han Lu's expression hardened upon hearing this—that's right, he had almost forgotten:

Death is, after all, an eternal colleague. Even if the two don't necessarily have a good relationship, if death interferes, many things will indeed be difficult to handle.

Moreover, he intended to bring all the deceased back—

Considering that John has almost single-handedly wiped out the zombies, the answer to where those wandering souls will go is obvious.

This is practically snatching someone from under the nose of death!

Seeing that the person before him finally showed emotion, Death felt a surge of satisfaction, proudly raising its head, awaiting the other's pleading—

This would allow her to smoothly proceed with the next step of deception...or rather, "guidance".

Just like how, in one of her universes, her avatar once personally bewitched Thanos into killing half of all life in the universe.

Or rather, in this multiverse, many high-level beings have already sensed and perceived the omen of "the demise of all things."

After all, even Doctor Doom has set off to the multiverse to collect the Infinity Stones.

And what about those beings in higher dimensions?

What are they doing?

The answer is simple:

Just wait patiently.

There's no way around it; as the embodiment of the universe, they are, to some extent, deeply bound to the universe.

In times of peace, they are indeed the embodiment of the universe and the manifestation of its rules.

But in many major events, they had nowhere to go and could only quietly await their fate, ultimately becoming mere background figures in those events.

When an enthusiastic individual or hero rises to power, they may even be able to slaughter across the multiverse with ease.

(Here, I'd like to specifically mention Galactus.)

In this current universe, even death can be felt: things have been getting increasingly bizarre lately.

Not only her in this universe, but also her in other universes—

All sorts of strange and bizarre things are emerging at an accelerated pace, but these emergences are also constantly consuming some of the universe's fundamental essence.

Just like the previous incident with the "Infinite Ultron" wandering around, she personally witnessed that thing slaughtering everything in its path—

Strictly speaking, mass death was a "good thing" for her, since the souls would eventually return to her domain.

but--

Death stared intently at the mortal before him.

He had far exceeded her imagination and speculation about any newborn individual, and she even had some guesses about the "source" of him.

Therefore, she must first develop her own... "underground line," or rather, "betting," before everything is yet to be determined.

"Thanks, but no need."

"What?!"

The Goddess of Death instantly lost her composure and even let out a low growl, somewhat losing her composure.