Marvel: Apocalyptic Beginning, a High-Level Game!

Chapter 118 The Sentinel Has Fallen?

That earth-shattering power forced even Uranus to use one hand to resist it.

In that instant, a swift figure grabbed the sentry and flew thousands of miles away.

Looking up at the sky during the Cold Dew season, and listening to that domineering sound echoing among the clouds, she couldn't help but mutter to herself.

"Hey, hey, hey... why can't we just sit down and have a proper talk? Like, what exactly do you want?"

Although he was still being cheeky, the situation was already clear: the towering giant of light stood on the earth, Thor gathered thunderclouds in the sky, and even he himself had spread out golden wings.

Uranus watched the struggle unfold before him with indifference.

Even though the power of these three entities had reached the level of the Heavenly Father and even possessed some strange and unusual qualities, he did not truly take them to heart.

In this partial universe, he had absolute confidence—that he was an invincible being!

Hanlu felt inexplicably disappointed as she looked at the other person's indifferent, almost dismissive gaze.

Of course, he didn't mind this disdain.

There's a saying that goes: the more the enemy underestimates you, the greater your chances will be.

He wished the other party would look down on him even more.

But the next moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he abruptly tilted his head back.

"It seems you've already understood my power as the God of Time."

"I know," Hanlu said through gritted teeth, "but I don't think you understand our power either!"

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

After Hanlu used her spiritual power to create an avatar and led the Sentinel away from the battlefield, she intended to have a brief exchange, but she noticed that the golden light on the Sentinel, as bright as the sun, was rapidly fading and weakening.

The peculiar uniform gradually faded, eventually reverting to its original white lab coat style.

The remaining power eventually brought him back to his original form.

The sentry looked at his hands in disbelief, then touched his clothes.

Feeling that familiar weakness and exhaustion surge back like a tide, he staggered to Hanlu's clone and grabbed the other's collar.

"I shouldn't be like this... Help me, help me!"

Bob Reynolds, who had long been accustomed to his invincible power, was now overwhelmed by immense fear.

Having experienced the power and exhilaration that comes with strength, he simply cannot accept becoming so vulnerable again.

It was as if... everything he once possessed had suddenly vanished, leaving him worthless once more.

Just like Thor before him.

"Calm down... calm down."

Hanlu's clone gripped Bob's arm tightly, trying to calm him down.

As he finished speaking, a peaceful force quietly seeped in, bringing unimaginable comfort to Bob, who was on the verge of collapse.

"I……"

Bob quieted down, but his eyes suddenly reddened.

"Listen, Bob, you're much more powerful than you think!"

Your power has never come from that potion or any other external object!

All you need to do is one thing—believe in yourself. Understand? Believe in yourself!

You are the one among us most likely to defeat him!

Don't be afraid of the power of time; adapt to it and learn from it!

Boom!

Thunder rumbled in the distance. Hanlu and Bob looked up simultaneously at the cloud-covered horizon. Clearly, the battle there was still raging.

"Bob, do you remember when we first met? We became friends not because of your invincible strength, but because of your kind heart!"

You are willing to stand up for justice, and even after gaining such power, you are willing to live with humanity with a normal heart!

You're a good person, a really good person. Remember our domain name: [domain name omitted], you can read great content anytime. But now... someone's coming to disrupt the life we've worked so hard to achieve!

No matter what legitimate reasons he may have, or how lofty his ideals may be—all we can do is fight him to the bitter end! Understand?

As Hanlu spoke, she patted the other person's shoulder to steady his breathing and to help her convey her words more clearly.

At the same time, he was telling himself: even if he knew that what he was doing might be wrong, he would never regret it!

Saving lives is that simple!

He can't help Bob fully recover—that's a suppression at the level of the current cosmic rules.

The effects of the Cold Dew solar term can only be temporarily mitigated, not eradicated.

If there were enough time, there might be a way, but now... not.

Bob looked up at the sky.

Hanlu's clone nodded gently to him, then transformed into a stream of light and rushed towards the distant battlefield.

He's going to help.

Bob watched the receding light and instinctively began to chase after it.

He ran, ran madly, and even though his long-lost mortal body had a pitifully low lung capacity, he still ran with all his might.

After several consecutive jumps, the flight that was once as natural as breathing has now become an invisible shackle.

Gravity had never made him feel so desperate.

My legs gradually became heavy and sluggish. My strength was rapidly depleting, and tears even welled up in my eyes.

"I need help... I need help..."

Even as he collapsed to his knees, panting, nothing had changed.

The depleted power within his body was coldly declaring: this was the limit of his current physical capabilities.

……

"Doctor, may I borrow your gem?"

Before Doctor Strange could react, he was shocked to find that the Eye of Agamotto on his chest had opened on its own, uncontrollably.

He was certain he had never cast such a spell, and besides, he had already set up multiple defenses to prevent the gem from being stolen—

However, Hanlu did not bother to break the curse.

He directly and brutally reversed the local timeline, rewinding the gem's state to the moment before it was sealed, and then gently removed it.

The emerald green time rule flowed through Hanlu's palm, and his own understanding and control of time also surged.

If I had to use an analogy, it would be like switching from keyboard controls to intuitive gesture controls.

It is smoother and more direct.

"This universe is coming to an end, and even the power of the Infinity Stones is no match for me."

Uranus's voice came indifferently.

"I know, of course I know." Hanlu tugged at the corner of her mouth.

It seems everyone knows the universe is about to end, but the vast majority of people...

They don't care at all.

Congratulations, Uranus!

You've successfully forced me to reveal all my cards!

However, before that, I hope you understand—”

The tone of the Cold Dew poem suddenly rose.

"This war isn't three against one, it's... thirteen against one!"

"Come forth, Heavenly Dragon Cavalry Generals!"

Under Uranus's unexpected gaze, Hanlu shook her head uncomfortably, and as she swayed slightly, she began to gently clap her hands.

In an instant, countless streams of light settled like chess pieces, swirling and unfolding around him.

As the light solidified, twelve figures, each wearing a mask with a unique chess-like pattern and exuding an awe-inspiring presence, surrounded him at the center.

The leader, whose mask bore the character "卒" (soldier), was dressed in ancient attire. He proudly raised his head, his gaze fixed on Uranus in the distance.

"So, he's the target we're trying to eliminate, employer?"

("Thirteen against one?")

Doctor Strange glanced at Thor on his left, then at the towering Giant of Light beside him, and finally fixed his gaze on the distant Cold Dew, who had protected everyone until their deaths.