Bifrost, Farewell, Earth!

The long night had passed.

The manor’s main building was so badly damaged it was nearly collapsed. The first and second floors reeked of blood and gunpowder, while around a hundred corpses lay strewn and piled throughout every corner of the manor and its grounds.

At dawn, S.H.I.E.L.D. personnel secretly cordoned off the area, recovering the bodies from the battle, confirming their identities one by one, and cleaning and disinfecting the site.

A newly developed helicopter buzzed down into the courtyard, its rotors whipping up dust and gravel. Before it had even fully settled, Fury—a bald, one-eyed man in a black trench coat with a fierce bearing—jumped from the cabin, followed closely by Natasha in her sleek black uniform.

"Good morning, Director! Good morning, Chief!"

The armed guards at the manor entrance, along with the doctors and nurses conducting autopsies, hurriedly set aside their work and greeted the two with respect.

Only a suited man dressed like a secretary stood on the manor steps, one hand braced against the doorway, looking somewhat dazed.

"Secretary Martin, how’s the inspection inside going?" Fury cleared his throat and stepped forward to ask in a low voice.

"Ah, Director, you’re here." The secretary jumped at the sound. When he turned and saw Fury, his already pale face grew even whiter. Stammering, he said, "Well, we’ve currently found one hundred and five bodies. Their deaths were gruesome. Some have been identified as Soviet agents and Japanese ninja."

"Oh? You left something out." Fury stared at him meaningfully.

"What did I leave out?" The secretary wiped cold sweat from his forehead.

Fury continued, "There should be Hydra personnel among them. You knew that long ago, didn’t you?"

"Director, don’t joke around. How could I have known that?" The secretary forced out an ugly smile. Fury patted his shoulder. "Enough. Stop pretending, Executive Sammy. I’ve already dealt with some of the S.H.I.E.L.D. personnel on the inside. That leaves only you, Hydra spy."

Before he could hear the rest, the secretary’s face drained of all color. His legs gave out, and he collapsed onto the manor steps.

Natasha knew what to do without Fury having to prompt her. She walked over, cuffed him with spare handcuffs, and had the armed personnel escort him onto the helicopter.

"He’s leaving today, isn’t he?" Fury stopped at the entrance and spoke with inexplicable emotion.

"It’s about time." Natasha nodded, standing shoulder to shoulder with Fury on the steps as they silently looked out at the manor before them.

"Perhaps the people of this world still haven’t realized something." Fury shook his head faintly, unable to hide the sorrow in his voice.

"Today is February 11th, 1945. A god who belonged solely to humanity has left."

Meanwhile, deep in the Atlantic Ocean, Dragon Turtle Island was disguised as an iceberg through holographic projection.

On the rooftop terrace of the fortress’s highest floor, Kyle stood alone in the center. Beside him were Lucy, Yutong, Logan, and Howard.

For Kyle, there was no need for too many people to see him off. These four were more than enough.

"Kyle." "Boss." "BOSS." "Boss."

They each addressed him differently, yet their faces all bore the same heaviness and grief. Their fists were clenched tightly, concealing the pain and sorrow of parting.

"There’s no need to say farewell. I’ll leave home in your care." Kyle smiled freely, drew a deep breath, and took several steps forward.

With a thought, Kyle drew out card after card and transformed them into physical objects.

First came Venom, which immediately merged with him and transformed into a one-piece Night Suit. He then put a Sling Ring over two fingers of his left hand, fitted the Vibranium Bracer onto his right arm, and secured an Energy Pistol to each side of his lower legs.

Finally, he slung a single-handed Sodium-Carbon Steel Sword, complete with its sheath, across his back.

"Now… I’m truly fully armed." Kyle let out a soft breath. Under Lucy and the others’ watchful gazes, his mind entered Card Space and drew out the card that had always been stored at its highest point.

The card became solid in his right hand, held between two fingers. Crystal-clear, it radiated a dazzling crystalline glow.

Space Primordial Stone

In Earth’s current old era, if he wanted to cross the boundless starry sky and reach other planets beyond the universe, this was the only thing he could try relying on.

"Kyle, is that what will let you leave Earth?" Howard stared fixedly at the crystal card, asking on behalf of the other core members of the Karl family.

Kyle nodded gravely and explained, "At the beginning of creation, the universe took shape in a massive explosion. The remnants of the systems that became the universe condensed into solid masses, and among them emerged six mutations containing infinite power. Those are the Infinity Stones."

"And the one in my hand is the Space Primordial Stone, one of them. Only extraordinary individual lifeforms in the universe can control and use it."

After saying that, Kyle stared intently at the crystal card in his hand. He had no way of knowing whether he now counted as an extraordinary individual lifeform, or whether he could endure the Primordial Stone’s surging power once activated.

But he had no choice. If he wanted to cross the Star Domain quickly, his only path was to attempt to master the Space Primordial Stone.

Since he had already made his choice, Kyle no longer hesitated. He immediately transformed the card in his hand into a physical object.

Under Lucy and the others’ uncertain, startled gazes, a small blue gem appeared in the palm of Kyle’s right hand, wrapped in the Vibranium Bracer. It emitted a dazzling blue radiance and an unfathomable, strange power.

At that very moment, in the main hall of a residence in distant Kamar-Taj, on the other side of the globe.

Master Gu Yi sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, explaining with a gentle expression. Below her, dozens of robed monks sat upon the polished floor with their eyes closed, patiently listening as they immersed themselves in the mysteries of magic.

As though sensing something, Master Gu Yi suddenly rose to her feet. Amid the monks’ astonishment and confusion, she stared gravely toward the west. At that moment, her gaze seemed to pierce walls, cross oceans and lands, and fall upon a blue gem.

On the island base, the gem’s brilliant blue radiance had nearly formed into a pillar of light, about to engulf Kyle.

"No matter what happens, don’t come near me! Yutong, Logan, watch Lucy!" Kyle threw out the warning, then focused entirely on the Space Primordial Stone. He decisively raised his left hand and pressed it onto the gem in his right palm without hesitation.

The Space Primordial Stone reacted sharply to organic carbon. In an instant, threads of spatial power seeped into Kyle’s left hand. Venom’s body could not endure it and peeled back over his left shoulder, fully exposing one arm.

Kyle pressed his palms together. With one hand directly touching the gem, he tightly gripped the Space Primordial Stone as it continuously released beams of light.

Violent energy poured fiercely into his left palm. Kyle gritted his teeth, enduring the agony of half his body seeming about to tear apart and collapse.

His left arm and the left side of his face became translucent, revealing the veins within. The Space Stone’s deep-blue energy continuously seeped in and spread, while his long-suppressed Healing Factor struggled to resist it.

Outside, the energy tide and beams emitted by the Space Primordial Stone had already enveloped Kyle’s entire body, forming a vortex of light that shot upward into the sky and toward the galactic Star Domain.

"Aaaaaah!" Kyle could not stop himself from roaring. His flesh was decaying, his bones being ground to dust, his blood evaporating, his genes being destroyed—his entire body felt as if it were coming apart. The pain far surpassed any injury he had ever suffered.

Even so, he continued gripping the Space Primordial Stone tightly, unwilling to let go.

"Kyle!" Tears streamed down Lucy’s face as she could not help charging toward the pillar of energy, only to be quickly stopped by Logan and Yutong, both wearing grave expressions.

Above the island, under the pillar of light that pierced the heavens, a brilliant image of the starry sky gradually formed in midair…

The next moment, a Bifrost beam descended, enveloping and washing over Kyle’s body.

His body was like white mist beneath sunlight, slowly dispersing into nothingness until he no longer existed.

The cosmic arc has begun. The earlier discussion can be set aside for now. Readers with opinions on the cosmic storyline may leave them in the review section. I’ll check the reviews tomorrow, reply, and award featured status.