If the river of time were to collapse, would something truly terrible happen to the Marvel universe? Perhaps... it would even be destroyed in the end.
Tony Stark frowned as well.
“There shouldn’t be a big problem.” Madara Uchiha thought for a moment and said coldly, “Don’t forget what number three did in the first place.”
Tony Stark was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what was going on.
Yes, the world they are in now is not actually the Marvel universe, but a wondrous world of magnificent landscapes created by Number Three... So in other words, the river of time should also be the river of time of this wondrous world...
It now seems highly likely that Number Three had already made all the necessary plans when he first made his move.
Tony Stark murmured, "No wonder... Number Ten once mentioned that none of the top beings in our world have appeared."
Bruce Wayne looked up and stared at the sky, a multitude of thoughts flashing through his mind. He muttered to himself, "Speaking of which, everything that's happening in this world right now should be visible to those guys in the Misty Space, right?"
"I wonder what Liu Shen, Emperor Wushi, and the others thought when they saw this scene... Wait a minute, Number Three was able to make grass grow out of thin air in the River of Time. This strange method is related to life... And when talking about life, one cannot help but think of Liu Shen's magic."
"Hmm, I think I've got it backwards... Perhaps it's precisely because this incarnation of Number Three knew that Liu Shen had joined the council that he resorted to such methods?"
Bruce Wayne suddenly realized, "And... if the Great Emperor Wushi, who studies time, saw the River of Time, could he also touch upon a more advanced method?"
As he pondered, Bruce Wayne recalled what Number Ten had said in the Misty Space. He let out a long sigh, “Number Ten did it on purpose… The new recruits owe Number Three and Number Ten a huge favor… Although, given those two’s strength, they shouldn’t need to repay it.”
“Um…” Thor cautiously raised his hand, indicating that he had not understood what the people in the room were saying at all.
But the question stuck in his throat; Thor wanted to ask but dared not. After all, what if he asked about the Celestials and touched upon some taboo... wouldn't that mean he could very well die?
Don't blame Thor for overthinking; the gap between them is simply too vast. Odin once warned him that this world is far too large... there are many things that even he cannot touch... to touch them is to die!
Thor had always thought Odin was joking, but now, seeing that scene in the sky... his old warnings echoed in his ears once more...
Thor rubbed his temples, and after a while, he forced himself to calm down. He glanced at the great battle in the river of time, thought for a moment, and then, meeting Tony Stark's questioning gaze, forcibly changed the subject.
"Tony, why did you call us here...?"
Judging by the scale of battles in the sky, whether they come or not... it's all the same! They're not qualified to participate anyway...
Tony Stark touched his nose, feeling somewhat embarrassed and helpless. "Originally, we were preparing for battle... but now, plans can't keep up with changes."
Tony Stark never imagined that this battle would be of such a high caliber...
Let alone members of the Avengers, even members of the council would find it difficult to participate in this battle...
With a deafening roar, the Hound of Tindalos's body shattered once more.
This time, one of the Hounds of Tindalos did not resurrect. His blood, scattered throughout the river of time, twisted and turned, eventually transforming into smaller Hounds of Tindalos.
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Chapter 539 The So-Called Immortality of the Tindaros Hound? Time! Time!
These eerie little Tindaros hounds were forcibly excluded from the river of time.
The Tindarros Hounds spawned from the blood that was scattered around them were numerous, numbering in the tens of thousands.
However, only a dozen or so of the Hounds of Tindarus were excluded from appearing before the council members amidst the vast and beautiful landscape.
The hounds of Tindaros howled, lurking into the void, and pounced on the council members with terrifying speed.
"Interesting... no! Or rather, this scene looks familiar."
Madara Uchiha sneered. He suddenly remembered the Tindaros Hounds he had encountered in the Detective Conan world. Although the Tindaros Hounds summoned by Gin were far weaker than these smaller Tindaros Hounds...
Thoughts flashed through his mind, but Madara Uchiha's actions were swift. He formed several hand seals, took a deep breath, and unleashed, "Fire Release: Great Fire Annihilation!"
Terrifyingly hot flames erupted, like a blazing meteor streaking across the sky, then suddenly split apart, transforming into hundreds of fire dragons in mid-air, which, as if alive, tore at the Hound of Tindalos.
The three Tindalos Hounds at the front were completely incinerated by the flames, but in the next moment, they shattered and turned into more Tindalos Hounds, and their aura did not decrease much.
"Killing once, yet splitting into more? It reminds me of... the summoning beasts of the Animal Path of the Rinnegan." Madara Uchiha's words carried a faint sigh. "Although, in essence, the two are far different."
As soon as he finished speaking, Madara Uchiha clasped his hands together, his hair turned silver-white, and he entered Six Paths Mode.
Even in his normal state, Madara Uchiha possesses strength surpassing that of the original Sage of Six Paths. Entering this state goes without saying... Looking at the council, he could easily secure a top ten spot and even compete for a top five position.
His figure vanished instantly, suddenly appearing beside the Tindaros Hound. Hundreds of jet-black Truth-Seeking Orbs appeared beside him, sweeping outwards in all directions as he chanted sacrificial incantations.
"Gurararara, a rare battle! We can't let that guy Madara have it all to himself." Whitebeard laughed loudly several times and then charged forward, throwing a powerful punch that sent endless cracks spreading outwards.
These cracks, as if they had a life of their own, slanted diagonally in straight lines toward the remaining small Tindaros Hounds.
“New Hounds of Tindalos were born from the corpses of dead Hounds of Tindalos?” Tony Stark’s eyes narrowed. “Is this what they call immortality? It’s two-fold: one part is that when killed by Number Three, one is partially immortal. The other part is that even if one is truly killed by Number Three, one can split into more and smaller Hounds of Tindalos and continue to live…”
"However, it's still difficult to understand the true life mechanism of this strange and evil creature! Perhaps only by studying it can we... No, let's forget it, it's better to deal with all these dangerous creatures."
As Tony Stark pondered, he crushed numerous cards, summoning one steel armor after another.
"Be careful!" The Drunken Sword Immortal took a swig of wine, his expression slightly drunk, but his eyes were very clear. His aura became extremely sharp at this moment, like a blade drawn from its sheath.
He said softly, "Although, the fighting power of these smaller Tindaros Hounds that have split off is incomparable to that of the ones that have been around for a long time."
"But... there were tens of thousands of miniature Tindaros Hounds that appeared on the River of Time before..."
Before he could finish speaking, a howl suddenly rang out. In the distance, amidst the vast and beautiful landscape, one small hound after another appeared and pounced towards the group.
The Sword Immortal's lips twitched slightly, then he shrugged at the council members.
"..." Batman's pupils dilated first, then he realized something. "So that's it. The reason why only a few of them appeared after being rejected by the river of time is because the rest were thrown into different eras?"