The Death of Galactus (2)

The shuttle's glow surged as an unknown passage opened. "I hope this isn't leading to some hell dimension." Stephen seemed to have thought of something, and his face darkened. Tony patted him on the shoulder. "Don't worry. Richard isn't as unreliable as that scumbag Constantine." Stephen did not respond. He closed his eyes and began to sense the surroundings. In the sky, Galactus's head had already entered the sight of every person on Earth.