A spatial turbulence tore through one plane after another, carrying its way into the endless void.
“Roar!”
Within the turbulence, a man and a dragon were locked in brutal close combat.
Three Elder Scrolls revolved around them, radiating immense power that enveloped them both.
The power of the Elder Scrolls not only protected them—it was also expelling them.
The power of time continuously eroded the two of them.
After Alduin had crushed the Infinity Gauntlet earlier, the shattered power of the Infinity Stones had left him gravely wounded.
Combined with the restraints imposed by the Elder Scrolls, Alduin and Yadan were surprisingly evenly matched as they battled within the temporal turbulence.
The pull of the Elder Scrolls grew stronger and stronger.
The void was waiting for them at the end of time.
“Dragonborn! Roar! If we keep fighting like this, we’ll both be exiled to the end of time! Stop! I won’t hurt you!”
Fear flickered in Alduin’s eyes.
Alduin had already experienced that place.
To remain alone in a world of nothingness for countless ages, unable to feel your own body, unable to see a single color—the only thing you could perceive was the endless passage of time.
That feeling was worse than death.
But Yadan showed no intention of stopping.
The power of the Elder Scrolls was devouring the strength within his body.
He didn’t know whether he would still have any chance to resist once he stopped.
Based on his past experience writing novels back on Earth, trusting the words of a villain was undoubtedly courting death.
Yadan attacked Alduin with everything he had.
He simply couldn’t trust this Alduin.
Of course, Alduin knew that Yadan’s strength was also rapidly draining under the influence of the Elder Scrolls.
He knew that once Yadan stopped, he would have no room left to resist him.
But as a god, Alduin possessed an arrogant pride.
He would never break his word.
As long as Yadan stopped fighting, he absolutely wouldn’t harm him.
He would merely escape the range of the Elder Scrolls’ power, while Yadan would be exiled to the end of time.
But Yadan had no intention of stopping.
Alduin could only continue fighting him, growing increasingly desperate.
Because this was Alduin’s final chance.
If he didn’t escape now, he would be sent back to that terrifying place once again.
The Elder Scrolls had already been struck by the power of the Infinity Stones.
Now that they were caught in the temporal turbulence as well, their power was extremely unstable.
Only now did Alduin have a chance to break free from the Elder Scrolls’ restraints.
But opportunities were always fleeting.
“Roar! Die! Even if I die, I refuse to go back there!”
Alduin roared furiously.
The power of the Elder Scrolls restrained his wings and head.
Endless temporal energy passed through his body, wrapped itself around his heart, and dragged him toward the end of time.
But with death already in his heart, Alduin fought as though his life meant nothing.
He used his own dragon claws to tear his heart out.
That fallen heart was wrapped in countless evil forces, having already become one of the most sinister objects in existence.
As the final strand of flesh connecting the heart to Alduin’s body was torn apart, the enormous still-beating heart was instantly exiled into the river of time by the Blood Elder Scroll.
“Roar! I’ll get it back! Roar!”
Alduin cast a resentful glance at Yadan before charging toward the barrier of the temporal turbulence.
The temporal turbulence was traveling through countless planes.
For Alduin to escape, he first had to smash through the barrier with his physical body.
Then, he would have to seek a sliver of hope for survival among the countless layers between the planes.
He would have to endure the suffering of countless different dimensions.
But Alduin still charged headfirst into the temporal barrier without hesitation.
Beginning with his dragon horns, his flesh was slowly ground away by the barrier.
By the time he finally broke through the temporal barrier, Alduin had already become a blood-covered dragon.
Whether he was alive or dead was unknown.
Holy crap.
That guy was really decisive.
Yadan didn’t possess flesh as powerful as Alduin’s.
Nor could he tear out his own heart while it was wrapped in temporal energy.
Alduin was a god.
He possessed a divine nature, and even after losing his heart, he could still survive.
But Yadan…
If he lost his heart in this godforsaken place, he probably wouldn’t even have the chance to become an undead.
And Yadan didn’t have the courage to seek death either.
All he could do was watch helplessly as his body was slowly devoured by time.
Just as Yadan’s heart sank into despair, a crack suddenly appeared in the temporal barrier.
On the other side of the crack…
It seemed to be a park?
Yadan reached out frantically, like a drowning man grabbing the last piece of driftwood.
A masked man wearing a red bodysuit, with two swords strapped across his back, appeared in front of the crack.
But Yadan, consumed by his desire to survive, didn’t care who he was.
With a hoarse voice, he shouted,
“Save me! Please, save me!”
“What?”
The masked man tilted his head toward Yadan, inspecting the surroundings inside the crack.
Then he spread his hands.
“Sorry, bro. Did you wander into the wrong set? I don’t remember this scene being in our script.”
“Please! Save me!”
Yadan could already sense everything around him beginning to reject him.
“Okay, okay! But that place looks pretty dangerous.”
The masked man turned and shouted toward the side.
“Hey, big guy! Come give me a hand!”
Colossus and the White Queen were discussing something nearby.
Hearing Deadpool’s call, Colossus looked up.
Deadpool was waving at them and pointing at empty air, asking them to come over and help.
“Don’t mind him.”
Colossus said this almost as if he were reminding himself.
After saying it, he even nodded before lowering his head and continuing his conversation with the White Queen.
“Hey! Bro! WTF? Are you pretending you didn’t hear me?”
Seeing that Colossus and the White Queen were ignoring him, Deadpool abandoned Yadan and walked over to them.
For fuck’s sake!
At least save me first!
But it was already too late.
The power of the Elder Scrolls had completely devoured Yadan.
In the final second before Yadan was exiled, he maliciously reached into his magical storage space and randomly pulled out a hammer, hurling it toward Deadpool.
Bang!
“What was that?”
Deadpool turned around in confusion.
“Whoa! It’s a giant club!”
A strange-looking spiked hammer had suddenly appeared on the ground in front of the crack.
Green mist radiated from it.
At a glance, it was obviously not something safe.
Deadpool walked back and picked up the spiked hammer.
He shouted toward the crack:
“Bro, did you drop this?”
“Bro?”
“Buddy?”
“Friend?”
“Man?”
“OMG, you didn’t turn into this hammer, did you…?”
“In that case, I’ll take good care of you.”
“Huh. This actually feels pretty good to use.”
Deadpool gazed at the spiked hammer with fascination.
He could feel that some indescribable hormonal connection had already formed between himself and the hammer.
“What the hell is that guy yelling about over there?”
“And where did that weird-looking, obviously unsafe hammer come from?”
The White Queen sucked on her lollipop and tilted her head while watching Deadpool wildly swing the hammer around.
“Oh, he should put that dangerous thing down.”
Colossus had noticed it as well and wanted to go over and stop Deadpool.
“Do you really want to take his hammer away, only for him to keep talking in your ear and causing even more trouble?”
“Besides, he can’t die anyway.”
The White Queen grabbed Colossus…
Or, more accurately, Colossus ended up dragging her several steps along with him.
“That’s true.”
Colossus spread his hands.
“Then let’s continue our conversation.”
Deadpool, who was having the time of his life playing with the hammer, suddenly noticed that the crack was still there.
Curious, he stuck his head inside.
An Elder Scroll was floating in the void.
“Hmmm?”
“Maybe nobody wants this thing?”
“Well, I can’t just throw it away.”
“Littering is bad. Even cosmic littering.”
Deadpool muttered to himself.
His eyes darted around suspiciously.
He even began whistling innocently.
Meanwhile, his hand quietly slipped through the crack and grabbed the Elder Scroll.
“Whoa!”
“What was that?”
“What’s Deadpool doing now?!”
But when Colossus turned around, Deadpool had already disappeared.
“Deadpool?”
“Deadpool!”
“He was just standing there, wasn’t he?”
“Where did he go?”
Colossus pointed at the now-empty patch of ground and asked the White Queen.
The White Queen shrugged.
She took the lollipop out of her mouth and said,
“Maybe.”
“Perhaps he awakened some kind of spatial ability again.”