Sometimes the threat comes silently. Nick, who faces the two threats of the portal over Manhattan and the solar storm on Earth, would never, and would not, imagine, the turmoil caused by Chen Ang on a larger scale.

The tranquility he was wary of was a sign of a greater storm.

Marvel has never been a single-line world. It is like a huge twisted monster waving countless tentacles, forming a cumbersome multiverse system from complex parallel worlds.

There, the timeline led by Chen Ang has been closed in full swing.

War Skynet, Famine aliens... The Four Horsemen and the terrible creations they produced are faithfully executing Chen Ang's will, compressing the living space of the multiverse bit by bit, and pushing everything in this world bit by bit to the established orbit set by Chen Ang.

For a single-dimensional creature like Nick, all this is certainly unaware. Even if dozens of parallel universes are bombarded to the scum every moment, for Nick on other timelines, the impact is only that there are fewer possibilities in the future. They cannot even detect this threat.

But for those terrible high-dimensional existences, war has already begun.

In the outer space millions of kilometers away from the Black Robe and Nick.

Chen Ang, in white clothes, stood quietly in the vacuum, maintaining a relatively consistent movement speed with the earth. With the earth as the reference system, he stayed directly above New York. If he used the entire solar system as the reference, Chen Ang was moving at an astonishing high speed of hundreds of meters per second. Of course, this speed is nothing in the universe.

"Our wars took place more than 19,000 times above that city, this planet, does this city have any special meaning to you?"

Opposite Chen Ang is a microcosm of a human-shaped universe. It seems that what he faces disdain to appear with a human mindset. He looks like a violently changing universe, full of non-elemental matter of chaos, heat and ray storms.

"Curiosity should not be the emotion you have, eternity!"

Chen Ang called out his name, one of the five great creation gods in the universe. A true high-dimensional life, an abstract god born at the moment of the Big Bang. "You represent the concreteness of the total time of the entire universe, and you may never have such a curiosity, let alone doubt such extra things."

Of course eternity will not be curious. It does not even have the emotions unique to life. Rather than saying that it is a life, it is a collection of viral concepts of the cosmic coordination mechanism. The most perfect one is like swallowing stars, with complete emotions and self. Becoming a real "virus", almost like the "Goddess of Death", like a god, is equivalent to an incomplete life.

The state of Eternity and Infinite Living Death is a little worse, and it is difficult to tell whether it is a mechanism of the universe or an individual emotional virus.

"Most of the time, we fight in a real posture, but sometimes, you use human bodies and we are the same. Why do you use carbon-based organisms? Is it because you were once a member of them? The same goes for star swallowing. Why do you need a shell that cannot accommodate you?"

Ask in eternal confusion, or ask in pretending to be confusing.

"The difference is probably because I have personality, so I need a human body, and the same is true for the star swallowing, and he also has personality, so I don't have a conceptual form in the universe, so I have to maintain the survival habits of the race before he became the Creator God, and devour the planet to replenish energy."

There are two contradictory things that affect Chen Ang at the same time, part of which is a high-dimensional existence. The instinct that constantly evolves and encompasses everything makes him always have the tendency of thinking to return to absolute rationality and expand infinitely into depth and breadth.

On the other hand, the remaining part of human beings also deeply influenced him. His struggle when his personality is facing extinction has allowed him to maintain many human behaviors and thinking structures, and to do his best to solidify them.

The contradiction between this evolution and landline is a problem that Chen Ang is difficult to solve.

"So I don't understand what you are thinking? Every high-dimensional existence's way of thinking should tend to be consistent. Swallowing star and you seize the dead body tightly and exist like a ghost. What's the point? Death is becoming more and more like you."

"What are the charming things about those small, fragile, shallow creatures that are not worth mentioning?" asked eternal puzzledly.

"No, no, no... different" Chen Ang shook his head.

"Do you think they are different from what I said?" The eternal virtual personality became more and more vivid, and he actually learned to interrupt and answer questions.

"No" Chen Ang denied again

"I mean we are different. You are a high-dimensional creature to them, but to me, it is still just a relatively low-level existence. The difference is not between you and them, but between me and you... For me, is there any difference between low-dimensional gods and low-dimensional ants? No!"

"Maybe you think there is an insurmountable gap between humans and you, which makes you even disdain to understand them, but for me, there is only the difference in character between you, and there is no essential difference."

"My pursuit is actually very simple from the beginning. When you find yourself in the box, what you want to do is of course jump out. Before that, you have to do experiments first, right? The transition from low-dimensional creatures to high-dimensional leap is the proposition I studied. From this perspective, you are not even as good as humans." Chen Ang looked at him and said, without any slight pressure in his tone.

Yong Heng asked, "Why?"

Chen Ang replied: "Because you lack a possibility, from the Big Bang to the visible end of the future, you must be eternal and unchanging, and even the other three Creator Gods are the same. They are huge, but rigid, and there is no emotion, and they will not produce variables beyond my control. Experiments under my control are meaningless!"

"I need someone to bring me new opportunities, knowledge, ideas, and inspiration. This must be a miracle beyond my control, a miracle that jumps from low latitude to high dimensions."

"Then it must first have infinite possibilities, and secondly, it must get rid of my control. It is like a seed that I cannot control, growing freely on the right soil, giving me a fruit that I don't care about. But first I must screen out such seeds, something that can be called miracles."
Chapter completed!