Chapter 620: TVA's Courtroom Today
Gwen followed Galan to the TVA.
The familiar orange-yellow decor greeted her eyes; Gwen had seen it countless times over the years.
The two walked inward, asking along the way for Lyon's location.
There were many people coming and going in the TVA.
In the past, this place was filled entirely with Spider-Men.
But now, the membership had diversified, adding various Captain Americas, Carters, Wolverines... and even Nick Fury.
Thus, when addressing each other, they had to add their respective Universe codes.
"Hello! Jean Grey, you're Jean from Universe 846, right? Do you know where Lyon is? Oh... in the Courtroom? Thank you!"
The original purpose of the TVA's Courtroom was to judge and execute time criminals.
Before Shen Loki took control of the timeline, he was nearly executed here.
After Shen Loki ascended to power, the regulars in the Courtroom became Multiverse fugitives like Kang variants.
And now, its function had changed again.
Every day, Jarvis's avatars would hold court here.
Either mediating internal employee disputes in the TVA or adjudicating criminal cases on the Dimension Continent.
Today, Lyon happened to have time to come and observe the proceedings.
The defendants were Loki variants from multiple Universes.
These Lokis included child-like ones, old man-like ones, and even crocodile-like ones.
Dozens of Lokis crowded the defendant's dock, like a herring can about to burst.
Their charge today was—repeatedly failing to reform, endangering others' personal safety multiple times.
"Thud!"
"Lokis, do you admit that you formed factions on the Dimension Continent and repeatedly attacked others without cause?"
After a certain Strange, acting as defense attorney, finished his defense.
The robot controlled by Jarvis struck the gavel.
The Lokis immediately shook their heads: "No, we didn't form factions, nor did we attack innocent people."
These guys were all seasoned troublemakers, especially the crocodile, shaking its head like a rattle drum.
"Ribbit!"
On the plaintiff's side, a frog wearing a crown flew into a rage upon hearing this.
It leaped up, its right forelimb holding a hammer, vigorously pounding the table, cursing uncontrollably in a fit of emotion.
"Ribbit ribbit, ribbit ribbit ribbit!!"
"Ahem, my plaintiff says they are lying."
The plaintiff's attorney, the female Hulk, Jennifer, adjusted her glasses (Bruce Banner's cousin).
"Ribbit ribbit ribbit ribbit...!"
"He says these Lokis formed gangs on the Dimension Continent."
"They appear and disappear mysteriously, usually hiding who knows where, but whenever they strike, a Thor's kidney is sure to suffer severe damage. The name 'Loki Kidney-Snatchers' is well-known across the Dimension Continent."
"Ribbit ribbit ribbit...!"
"He also says that day, he left Thunder God Town, planning to go to Central Town to celebrate Hulk Day, but while eating hotpot and singing, these Lokis rushed out and snatched his kidney."
"Ribbit ribbit!"
"Is there no justice, is there no law!"
"Ribbit!"
"Today, he wants to speak up for all Thors and asks My Lord Jarvis to uphold justice!"
The frog raised its arms in the defendant's dock, and Jennifer raised hers beside it.
Jarvis glanced at the frog's nameplate from the judge's bench—Universe 666 Thunder God Thor.
"Reasonable and justified," Jarvis said immediately.
As everyone knows, Thor is born to have his kidney poked by Loki; they owe Loki two ounces of kidney from birth.
Lyon nodded from the observer's seat: "That makes sense, no problem."
Facing the tearful, indignant accusations of the plaintiff frog Thor.
The Lokis' defense attorney, Strange, adjusted his glasses, cleared his throat, and began a new round of brilliant defense.
Lyon was watching the commotion when suddenly two figures sat down on either side of him.
"Lyon, Lyon, you're here watching Jarvis judge cases again," Galan said, resting her chin on her hand as she looked around.
"Tsk, it's these Lokis again."
Lokis had become regulars in the Courtroom.
Who knows where they found this lawyer version of Strange, who was a master at litigation, always able to minimize their crimes with sound reasoning.
Galan wasn't interested in the Lokis.
She took a quick look and hurriedly asked: "Aunt Death said you found my dad, is it true?"
Lyon snapped his fingers: "He's in Battleworld now, let's talk outside."
The three figures flashed and appeared in the corridor outside the Courtroom.
"Battleworld? How did he end up there... Thanks to you going to Battleworld to look for him, Lyon, who would have thought," Galan wondered.
Lyon waved his hand: "I didn't find him; a spy sent back the message."
Gwen quietly interjected: "So we have an intelligence agency?"
"Not really, just a spy living in Battleworld," Lyon said.
Gwen shifted her feet slightly, moving closer to Lyon: "Why do we have a spy in Battleworld? Is there something there we want to obtain?"
Lyon shrugged: "What good stuff could Battleworld have? As for why there's a spy, I don't know; he just calls himself a spy."
"Who is he?"
"Deadpool, of course."
"That explains it."
Gwen nodded in realization, but still seemed puzzled.
"But, doesn't TVA equipment fail in Battleworld? With Doctor Doom's shielding, even those three Spider-Men lost contact before. How did Deadpool send a message back?"
Holland-Spider, Garfield Spider, and Toby Spider were all in Battleworld and had been out of contact for a long time.
Lyon smiled: "Normally, it shouldn't work, but in Deadpool's hands, it somehow regained functionality."
For Deadpool, who can break the fourth wall, this was just routine.
"Not long ago, when Devourer of Worlds appeared in Battleworld, Deadpool immediately sent back the message."
Lyon looked at Galan: "If you're ready, let's go check the situation."
Galan patted her chest: "I'm fine, let's go quickly. Dad might have seen the accumulated life energy in Battleworld and lost control again; we need to keep him in check!"
"I want to go too!"
Seeing the two about to leave after just a few words, Gwen hurriedly raised her hand to voice her opinion.
After speaking, she stammered to find a reason: "Those three Peter Parkers are out of contact, right? If I go with you, I can... help contact them?"
"That works," Lyon said, winking at Gwen. "Speaking of which, it's been a while, Gwen, you've grown your hair long."
Gwen originally had ear-length blonde hair, but now she had golden straight hair cascading down to her waist, beautifully radiant.
Gwen immediately pouted upon hearing this: "You're one to talk! You went to the Hub and disappeared, while I've been running around various Worlds for decades. I... that is, Wanda, really missed you."
"Alright, my bad."
As he spoke, Lyon waved his hand, creating a portal that pierced through time, reaching the end of time.
"Ready, girls, let's go."
Chapter 621: Today's Battleworld Erupts in Rebellion
A long time had passed since Lyon Stark and Doctor Doom made their agreement of non-interference.
Not only had the God-Kingdom Universe undergone tremendous changes.
Battleworld had also undergone a completely different transformation.
It was no longer the scattered continent with many tribes as it once was.
Lyon and the other two appeared high in the sky, with thousands of miles of land spread out before them.
Gwen instinctively exclaimed in awe.
"Look at that wall, stretching from one end to the other, what an incredible spectacle!"
Gwen couldn't see the whole picture, but Lyon could see every inch of Battleworld.
A wall stretching for billions of miles encircled the core area.
Outside the wall, Lyon saw Zombies, mindless Gamma Beast Legions, and countless Deviants.
These monsters roared and howled around the wall, fighting each other while constantly attacking the wall.
And inside the wall.
The vast land was divided into dozens of regions of varying sizes, each with different living environments.
These regions guarded the palace where Doom resided.
The majesty of Divine Lord Doom radiated from the central tower of the palace to all regions.
Lyon activated his Super Hearing, and the sounds of the entire Void Land rushed in.
There were the roars of Beasts, the breathing of mountains and seas, and most of all, the clamor of human voices.
Hearing those sounds, Lyon couldn't help but show a strange expression on his face.
Because he heard the voices of countless people, as vast as mountains and seas, conspiring to start a rebellion.
Leading them was a group of Reed Richards.
Those guys were turned away by the God-Kingdom Universe and were secretly dumped into Battleworld by Black Strange under orders.
They truly lived up to expectations.
Relying on their clever big brains, they came up with one invention after another.
With sheer strength, they planned a large-scale rebellion right under the nose of Doom, who possessed Time Divine Power.
"Lyon! I found Dad, he's over there!"
Galan's cheerful voice interrupted Lyon's listening.
This girl, who was billions of years old, jumped up and down in the air, tugging at Lyon's arm and pointing into the distance.
In that direction, far away.
Outside the wall.
Galactus's body stood tall and straight, blocking countless Deviants from invading.
His eyes glowed with a faint green light.
High-energy pipes extended from his arms, legs, and back.
Those pipes constantly devoured the attacking Deviants.
But it was clear this wasn't Galactus's subjective behavior.
He was probably controlled or trapped here by Doom, serving as a line of defense against the invasion outside the wall.
Such behavior was undoubtedly humiliating in the eyes of ordinary people.
But Galan watched, clenched her fists, and almost drooled.
"Dad! This time... he can probably eat to his heart's content!"
Galan couldn't help but exclaim, but there was no worry for her dad in her eyes, only a strong desire for food.
Lyon even suspected that if Galan and the Devourer of Worlds swapped places now, she'd be happy too.
"What are you talking about? Didn't we come here to save your dad? Could he really be treated warmly by Doctor Doom?"
Gwen looked completely puzzled.
"Well... Doctor Doom might not be warm, but he's definitely treating Dad... quite well."
Galan wiped the corner of her mouth and touched her forehead.
She thought it over and felt that if she could eat and eat without worrying about morals.
Then even being controlled didn't seem... so hard to accept.
Dad must be happy right now, probably.
"I see, that makes sense. After all, Galactus is a god, so Doctor Doom wouldn't disrespect him."
Still not understanding the situation, Gwen also touched her forehead.
She rolled her eyes and asked Lyon, "So, do we still need to save Galactus?"
It would be very easy for Lyon to wake up and take the Devourer of Worlds away.
But he felt that Galan, also a cosmic cleaner, was more suited to give an opinion.
So he left the choice to Galan.
Galan frowned, pursed her lips, and bit her finger.
She was also hesitant.
On one hand, Dad was being controlled; on the other, Dad was enjoying himself.
So was Dad suffering or having fun?
Finally, Galan put herself in his shoes.
She suddenly understood and waved her hand, "No saving, let's go home!"
The filial girl chose to let her beloved father have a few more full meals.
Some people watching Death's playback a day later were moved to tears.
And Lyon, who was there and knew the truth, was also moved.
This was evident from the twitching corner of his mouth.
But he was someone who liked to respect personal wishes.
"Alright, then let the Devourer of Worlds enjoy himself here a bit longer."
Lyon nodded with a seemingly stern face.
Then he glanced in the direction of the 'viewing' Abstract Entities, transcending time and space to meet their gaze.
Some mischievous Souls resonated at this moment.
Across a day's time and distant space, both sides nodded in mutual recognition.
So Lyon prepared to leave with Gwen and the others.
But suddenly he stopped, turned back in surprise, and looked toward the area inside the wall.
"What's wrong?" Gwen asked, puzzled.
"It seems we really don't need to save the Devourer of Worlds now." Lyon said.
They had arrived just in time.
At this very moment, the largest rebel force in Battleworld officially sounded the horn of freedom.
A group of Reed Richards gathered together, and the ideas they came up with were naturally extraordinary.
The first step after the action began was launching several missiles.
The flames from the missiles shot straight into the sky.
But at a hundred meters high, those missiles suddenly flickered and disappeared.
When they reappeared, they were thousands of miles away.
One of the missiles exploded on Galactus's head.
Ordinary weapons couldn't harm Galactus at all.
But after exploding, the missile scattered countless special Quantum Particles.
In the Marvel Universe, time and the Quantum Realm are closely connected.
Those Quantum Particles enveloped Galactus's head, and the green light swirling in his eyes began to gradually fade.
Soon, a struggling expression even appeared on his face.
From his expression to his limbs, the Devourer of Worlds slowly broke free from Doom's control.
And after regaining consciousness and understanding his current situation.
Galactus immediately cleared the surrounding Deviants in fury and turned to stride toward the inside of the wall.
Clearly, he was going to settle accounts with Doom.
Clearly, he wasn't like his precious daughter Galan thought, who didn't mind being controlled as long as he could eat his fill.
Lyon looked at Galan again.
Galan shrank her head, turned her face, stuck out her tongue, started acting cute, pretending she knew nothing.
Seeing Lyon still staring at her, she waved her hand with a laugh.
"Well, since Dad doesn't need saving, what are we waiting for? Let's go, let's go."
Lyon amusedly tapped Galan's forehead with his finger.
But he didn't leave immediately.
Instead, he watched the prelude to Mister Fantastic's rebellion before opening a portal to leave.
Reed Richards's preparations were thorough.
In Battleworld, there were many people whose memories had been erased by Doom using Time Divine Power.
And Reed's missiles helped these people recover their memories.
As countless Quantum Particles spread throughout the area inside the wall.
The awakened people roared and charged toward the central palace.
The Reeds began their rebellion.
"Doom will be busy now."
When they returned to TVA, Lyon finally couldn't help but laugh.
Everything he encountered today was joyful.
Galan thought he was laughing at her, blushed, and immediately made an excuse to leave.
"I-I-I need to use the bathroom!"
But as soon as she turned the corner, she tore open space and disappeared.
Gwen stood there, puzzled, "What are you laughing at? What's going on? You two aren't normal!"
As she asked, Gwen scanned the surroundings.
The hallway was empty now, perfect, a good opportunity!
A very bold idea quickly popped into her mind.
But before Lyon could answer.
A red portal opened beside them.
Wanda's highly recognizable red hair emerged first.
Then her deliberately made-up fiery red lips seductively appeared.
She only leaned out halfway before grabbing Lyon's collar.
"Took you so long to come out from the God-Kingdom center, and you still had time to listen to Trials? Come home with me now!"
A slender black stocking suddenly hooked Lyon's waist, so delicate and moving, pulling him into the portal.
In the end, only Gwen stood in the empty hallway, her cheeks gradually turning crimson.
She was a bit angry, just a bit, because Wanda, as her best friend, hadn't noticed her.
Yes, that was it!
Chapter 622: The Abstract Entities' Amusing Lives. Continued
The scene returns to the Rose Galaxy in the S Universe.
The images released by Death slowly dimmed and disappeared.
Most of the Abstract Entities were already thoroughly amused.
"Galan, haha, Galan is so funny. How could she be so filial?" Love laughed so hard she nearly fell over.
"Our little sister actually has a comedic talent we never discovered before, hehehe." Eternity kept a straight face but couldn't hold back his laughter.
"I say, we absolutely must not let Devourer of Worlds know about Galan's situation, hear me? Absolutely must not let him know!" Annihilation, who was always silent, suddenly spoke up, emphasizing deliberately.
All the Abstract Entities were stunned for a moment.
After all, it was Annihilation—super taciturn, like a lump of coal, seemingly forever silent in the shadows—who had suddenly spoken.
This was clearly a very serious matter.
The Abstract Entities of the younger generation consciously shut their mouths.
They even began to reflect on whether they had been too harsh, finding joy in their sister's embarrassment.
However, Eternity suddenly laughed: "Annihilation, you rascal, how can you be so wicked."
Death also giggled: "No need to remind us, no need. I've already summoned Devourer of Worldsover."
So Annihilation had been speaking sarcastically with a serious face, joining in on the fun... Love, Hatred, and other Abstract Entities breathed a sigh of relief.
But they couldn't help feeling speechless.
Annihilation truly is the eternal depressive.
Even when making a joke, he's as serious as if he's about to slaughter billions of lives.
Hearing Death's words, the stars on Eternity's body shone brilliantly.
"Summoned him over? That's going to be entertaining again... Wait, Death, where is Devourer of Worlds right now?"
But as he spoke, he suddenly sensed something was off.
The ghostly flames in Death's skeletal eyes flickered.
Her sinister cheekbones moved slightly up and down, the green light of the ghostly flames reflecting in the eyes of every deity.
The Abstract Entities who had just relaxed tensed up again.
This time, even Eternity, Infinity, and Annihilation began to feel nervous.
Annihilation was the kind of guy whose every word dripped with Killing Intent.
No matter how much he joked, it was always a small joke.
But Death, who would randomly pick billions of lives to amuse herself whenever she had free time, truly had no lower limit when joking.
Sure enough.
Death giggled, lightly waving the dagger entwined with countless Souls in her hand.
Then, a stream of hydrogen and helium particles dispersed around the deities, revealing a tall, purple, toilet-headed figure.
Whoosh!
Eternity stood up.
Infinity also stood up.
Annihilation flashed to their side.
None of the other Abstract Entities dared to remain seated idly.
Silence... silence was the theme of the day.
Only Death laughed uproariously alone, somehow making her skeletal frame exude a coquettish charm.
It turned out she had already brought Devourer of Worlds into the God-Kingdom Universe.
She had even deliberately used her power to conceal Devourer of Worlds' presence, avoiding the perception of the other three creator deities.
Now the curtain was lifted.
Devourer of Worlds had witnessed everything. He wanted to be angry, but felt he had lost all dignity, not even having the face to express anger.
In the end, he could only silently clench his fists, standing there like a dead mountain.
The other deities, with their various faces—bark, flames, water currents... all wore expressions of stifled disgust, as if they had swallowed flies.
What could they say?
Say,'Sorry, Devourer of Worlds, we didn't gather today intentionally to watch your embarrassment; we accidentally saw it and accidentally laughed out loud'?
The blue star constantly erupted with intense fusion.
The magnificent spectacle could hardly mask the awkwardness among the deities.
Amidst the stellar flames, only Death's crisp laughter echoed long in the spiritual World of the deities.
"Hmph..." Finally, Eternity broke the silence in a deep voice, also interrupting Death's joy.
"Everyone, let us pay tribute to our great Galactus."
Eternity put on an official, business-like face.
The other deities chimed in, paying tribute to Devourer of Worlds.
Devourer of Worlds remained silent, neither nodding nor responding.
He simply turned silently, like a stone with no destination, disappearing into the depths of the Universe.
After Devourer of Worlds left, the other deities exchanged glances and slowly vanished as well.
They directly canceled their physical forms, reverting to intangible, formless Abstract Entities.
The World was too awkward; it was better for them to remain abstract.
In the end, only Death remained alone in the Rose Nebula, continuing to savor the earlier joy.
Meanwhile, on distant Earth.
Lyon Stark also withdrew his gaze with satisfaction.
"Brilliant, truly brilliant. If I could watch such a show a few more times, it would be worth the price of admission even if I died!"
After being the source of amusement for the Abstract Entities for so long.
Lyon Stark had finally gotten his turn to watch them today.
He turned and returned to the room, embracing Wanda with a joyful heart... Many days later.
The warm yellow morning sunlight crept up the bedsheet.
Diana turned over, habitually reaching out and finding nothing, then lazily lifted the covers and got up.
She picked up the white slip dress from the floor, slowly pulling it up from her fair, slender calves to cover her delicate curves.
When she walked into the living room, two people were already floating on the Sun-drenched balcony, arms spread wide toward the Sun.
Diana raised a slender eyebrow, shaking her head with a mix of helplessness and annoyance: "Kryptonians."
"Hmm, excuse me?" Kara, basking in the sunlight with Lyon Stark, didn't open her eyes or turn around.
Diana shrugged: "I mean, I envy how you can skip breakfast just because you have sunlight."
She was used to it—the previous night, there were two others in the same bed, but in the morning, as soon as she opened her eyes, those two had vanished, appearing under the sunlight instead.
In fact, she wasn't just used to it; she even missed it somewhat.
After all, since the God Realm Dimension evolved into a Universe.
Lyon Stark spent most of his time squatting in the God-Kingdom's central hub.
Then he wouldn't show up for a very, very long time.
And she was also busy saving the World, with almost no time to rest.
This made her occasionally feel that the days when the whole family lived together in a New Yorkhigh-rise seemed more suitable for her.
"Where are Wanda and the others?"
Diana tapped the table, using magic to make a cup jump over and automatically fill with milk.
She took a sip of milk, licked the traces from her lips, twirled the cup in her hand, and glanced toward the balcony with her deep brown eyes.
"Did they go on another mission?"
On the balcony, Lyon Stark waved his hand: "No, they went to the Dimension Continent. Did you forget? Today is Wanda Day. Wanda is going to battle the other Scarlet Witches."
"Oh!" Diana leaned against the dining table with interest, "Those crazy variants who share memories—all formidable rivals in Love."
"Do you find them formidable? You're clearly gloating." Lyon Stark mercilessly exposed her.
Diana smiled: "Say whatever you like. In any case, Wanda won't have the energy to come back and do anything extra today."
Hearing this, Lyon Stark slowly descended from the balcony: "But I don't have time today either."
Diana narrowed her eyes: "Where are you going?"
"To a Universe that once helped me greatly."
"I owe a huge favor to the will of that Universe."
Lyon Stark's casual clothes flowed like Water, transforming into battle armor.
He gently kissed Diana on the forehead.
"And this journey might help me grow stronger."
Lyon Stark's genes were stuck again, at the final hurdle of 99,999 times.
He wanted to return to that Universe he had visited before.
To fulfill the promise he made back then and seek inspiration to advance further.
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