The giant looked at the passage, which resembled a galaxy, connecting to his own multiverse, and felt as if some ignorant plaything was provoking him.
Feeling insulted, the giant naturally retaliated.
His colossal fist, blocking out the sky and sun, descended with World-destroying momentum, heavily smashing into the mysterious passage floating above his Universe.
The passage resembled a brilliant galaxy, with countless specks of light flowing within, like a microcosm of the Universe.
The giant's full-power strike only stirred up tiny ripples on the surface of the passage, which remained stably suspended, emitting a mysterious and unfathomable light.
Instead, the giant himself staggered backward from the powerful recoil.
The giant let out a Beast-like growl from his throat, his eyes flaring with rage, and raised his giant fist, preparing to attack again.
Just then, the leading giant instantly appeared beside him and clamped onto his wrist.
This one had a bald head, with five dark ridges like ravines spreading across his red skull, chiseled facial features, and coldness in his deep eyes, his beard slightly trembling with the airflow.
His metal battle armor was primarily cyan-gray and black, with sturdy, complex lines, and golden shoulder pads that looked incredibly heavy.
"Let go! Mobius, if you stop me again, I'll hit you too!" The black-armored giant's body surged with frantic energy, attempting to break free, veins bulging on his arm.
Manov's expression was grave, and he extended his other hand, firmly restraining the other: "Calm down, Mobius!"
"I have a premonition that if we shatter this passage, the trouble will be even greater!"
The black-armored giant let out a harsh sneer, his expression looking incredibly sinister: "What could happen? Are we going to get another Perpetua?"
Manov released his hand but still stood in front of the passage, sighing heavily: "Something even more terrifying than Perpetua..."
...Ben Tennyson's World.
After a busy day, having just saved the day, Ben Tennyson was leisurely lying in bed, sound asleep.
He had been very busy lately and hadn't been so relaxed in a long time.
Suddenly, a vibration came from his left wrist, and then the communication was connected.
Ben Tennyson felt the vibration and hurriedly sat up, bringing the watch in front of him and asking: "Where are the aliens causing trouble?"
"It's me, Azmuth." Hearing the familiar old voice in his ear, Ben Tennyson let out a breath.
"Oh, Azmuth, why are you calling me suddenly? Do you miss me?"
"The space-time passage Gwen used has been attacked."
"What?!" Ben Tennyson, who had been lying in bed, instantly sat up.
"How could this happen? Who did it? How is Gwen doing now?"
Before he finished speaking, Ben Tennyson's hand had already rapidly rotated the Ultimatrix on his right wrist, and the metal dial immediately popped up.
As it rotated, a symmetrical figure composed of countless stars emerged in the center of the dial.
"Don't rush, Ben Tennyson!" Azmuth hurriedly stopped him, a trace of helplessness flashing in his eyes on Galvan, "Gwen is fine for now, don't always think of transforming into a Celestials whenever something happens!"
Ben Tennyson awkwardly lowered his hand, scratched his head, and showed his characteristic goofy smile: "Alright, alright, I was just too worried."
But less than two seconds later, he clenched his fists again, his eyes becoming sharp once more: "But someone has to teach those guys a lesson! Who attacked them anyway? I'm going to go beat them up right now!"
Azmuth sighed heavily, completely helpless: "Aren't you being a bit too extreme?"
...The moment she stepped into the Star passage, Gwen felt as if she was in a flowing Universe, with fragmented starlight brushing past her cheeks, and a vague, ethereal galaxy vortex beneath her feet.
Just as she was marveling at the magnificent sight before her, a slight impact sound suddenly came from deep within the passage.
Gwen paused, a little confused: "Dr., what was that sound?"
Dr. Paradox turned back, looking relaxed, and said: "It seems your World's 'natives' have some opinions about this suddenly appearing passage."
Hearing this, although the passage was still operating normally, Gwen was still a little nervous: "Will something go wrong?"
"Relax, Gwen." Dr. Paradox still looked very relaxed and said: "Azmuth and Ben Tennyson have attached Celestials' energy to the surface of the passage, so unless a true Celestials comes to attack you, this passage will be very difficult to destroy by external force."
Gwen's tense shoulders finally relaxed, and she let out a long breath: "So that's it."
No sooner had she spoken than a White speck, the size of a grain of rice, abruptly appeared at the end of the deep passage ahead.
Like a firefly in the darkness, it expanded at a visible rate, instantly transforming into a White vortex emitting a soft glow.
Dr. Paradox watched the White speck grow larger and larger, his originally smiling expression turning into a wide grin: "Get ready, Miss Gwen, the exit is just ahead."
"Okay!"
The original White speck arrived in an instant, and dazzling light engulfed the two like a tide, a strong sense of weightlessness sweeping over their bodies.
When Gwen opened her eyes again, the dazzling sunlight made her instinctively raise her hand to shield them.
Once her vision cleared, Gwen briefly looked around and found herself on the rooftop of a skyscraper.
She slowly walked to the edge of the roof and looked down; huge electronic screens on the surrounding buildings flashed with dazzling light, while billboards played movie trailers, celebrity posters, and brand advertisements, with colorful light and Shadow constantly changing.
Although she had never been here before, Gwen didn't know why, but she always felt that this street looked somewhat familiar.
Dense crowds jostled shoulder to shoulder, with tourists taking photos everywhere, hurried businesspeople in suits, and street artists intently playing guitars, their cheerful melodies drawing passersby to stop.
Her gaze swept to a wall not far away, and seeing the year '2008' on it, Gwen was certain of what time period she was in.
And this familiar time... she quickly turned her head, her gaze searching the surroundings.
Sure enough, a giant poster covering an entire building's exterior wall caught her eye. And on that poster was a face she knew.
It was a photo of two people, one a rather robust-looking bald man.
The other person was wearing a suit, with slightly disheveled brown hair, a distinctive goatee and mustache, and chiseled facial features.
He was dressed in a dark gray pinstripe suit, with a light gray shirt underneath, paired with a purple and White striped tie, his overall attire exuding mature charm and the aura of a business elite.
And upon seeing this person, Gwen's eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of understanding flashing in their depths, and she murmured in a voice no one else could hear: "It really is this World..."
"Marvel."