Chapter 434: The Ruthless Reincarnators
Of course, Tony's plan wasn't nearly as simple as it sounded. In fact, it was extremely complicated.
Building the Big Apple inside the dimensional space was only one cornerstone of a massive plan.
The next steps were to lure the enemy into the dimensional space right under their noses without a sound, and then, once they'd stepped inside, make sure they never caught the slightest hint of its secret. It was without question an extraordinarily difficult task.
It demanded enormous ability and precision. Any slip could bring the whole plan crashing down.
Adding another layer of complexity, the Reincarnators had unexpectedly entered the picture this time.
These beings from different times and spaces, with all sorts of strange abilities, made the situation even murkier.
The main problem was that Ethan didn't really know how strong the Lord God's space was. He couldn't judge where its ceiling lay.
Nor did he know how strong the Reincarnators the Lord God's space was sending this time would be.
That made things much harder for Ethan.
Still, he had faith in himself and his companions. With their strength, luring enemies below god level into the dimensional space shouldn't be a problem.
This plan wasn't something he could pull off alone, after all.
Ethan had poured everything into it.
He had Tony and JARVIS monitoring the entire planet without a single blind spot. He also didn't hold back on the deep network of contacts and resources he'd built at the Continental. He posted a bounty of two billion dollars. The unprecedented sum was like a stone dropped into a calm lake.
It instantly stirred the greed of countless assassins. Their attention all turned this way, providing indispensable intelligence for the plan's success.
Of course, Ethan was hunting down sponsors left and right. He didn't have that kind of money himself.
Uncle Fisk had raised it by personally paying warm, friendly visits door to door and holding some very amicable discussions.
Meanwhile, Professor X would put on his special telepathy helmet and use his extraordinary telepathy to search the sea of humanity for potential enemies who might threaten the plan.
Celestials or those world-devouring locusts, the Reincarnators, none of them could hide from Professor X's senses.
Professor X's powers weren't limited to mutants.
On land, at sea or in the air, the moment anyone suspicious like a Reincarnator was spotted, JARVIS would relay it by satellite to Hell's Kitchen immediately.
Then the sorcerers of Kamar-Taj would open portals. Together with Professor X, his sister Cassandra, Wanda and others skilled in illusion, they would lure the enemies into the dimensional space.
Illusions like Kyōka Suigetsu, combined with the powerful interference of the Xavier siblings, would throw the enemies' five senses into chaos and confusion, leaving them no escape from destruction.
Of course, for the stronger enemies who would be harder to lure, Ethan was already prepared to step in personally.
He knew that however airtight a plan was, there would always be variables. So he had pushed his own strength to the limit, ready to step forward at the critical moment and see the plan through.
Yet even with every preparation in place, one question kept nagging at Ethan.
What exactly was the relationship between the Lord God's space and the Reincarnators?
Why had there never been any trace of Reincarnators in the Marvel world before, and why were they suddenly appearing in such numbers now?
What puzzled him even more was this: he hadn't revealed his location yet. So how were these Reincarnators finding their way here?
Pure coincidence?
Or had the Lord God's space already discovered him?
Did that mean he'd already been exposed?
That the Marvel Universe's other enemies had gotten word and were on their way too?
Ethan kept turning it over in his room. Then a knock at the door broke off his thoughts.
"Ethan! Quit slacking, you! Get to work! The job's not done and you're taking a break?"
Ethan knew Tony's voice the moment he heard it. Only Tony would yell like that.
"Hurry up!! I must've owed you big in a past life, between spending all this money and building this ridiculous thing!"
"Do you have any idea how much money I'm losing because of you?!"
Hearing how much resentment Tony had built up, Ethan didn't dare keep thinking. He hurried to get up and open the door.
"Coming, coming!"
As for why the Reincarnators had appeared, no one could likely answer.
After all, in this Marvel Universe, he was the only one who even knew the word "Reincarnator," let alone could resolve his confusion.
...
"Reincarnators, huh. Haven't heard that word in a long time. Things really are getting interesting now." A man in a security guard's uniform lay comfortably in the cramped guard booth, hands clasped behind his head. His eyes were as deep as night, with a carefree, cynical air, as if nothing in the world could stir the depths of his heart.
Across from him stood another man, wearing a white dress shirt.
This man was frowning as he watched the busy crowds coming and going, his eyes full of nostalgia, and a trace of worry.
The two of them were in the guard booth at the front gate of Hell's Kitchen Community School.
"Don't fret. If you're really that worried, then trust yourself!"
"Let the young ones take care of themselves. Isn't it nice just to live a good life?"
"I was such an idiot before. A Marvel world this good, and instead of enjoying it, I insisted on fighting and killing."
The lazy man spoke without a care, as if he had no idea a crisis was coming.
Then the man in the white shirt turned and fixed his gaze on the lazy man.
Seeing it, the lazy man's eyelid twitched.
The man in the white shirt was missing an arm. A prominent scar ran across his face from temple to chin. It had ruined what must once have been a handsome face, and seemed to bear witness to countless battles and sacrifices in his past.
Seeing this, the lazy man grew unusually serious. "If you're really that uneasy, you can step in."
"You know we can only act once! Take this seriously!"
"If this fails too, we won't get another chance."
The man in the white shirt refused sternly.
The lazy man nodded slightly, a complicated look flashing in his eyes.
"Isn't this one thing the whole reason the two of us are here? The past failed, and the future failed. All we have left is the present," the lazy man said, unusually serious.
But his seriousness lasted all of three seconds. With a grin, he asked the man in the white shirt, "Oh, right. How did those Reincarnators find this universe? My ability shouldn't have completely worn off yet."
A hint of memory came into the white-shirted man's eyes as he explained. "Them?"
"They never went looking at all."
"They don't need to look. They're using the most direct and the cruelest method there is."
"They're slaughtering their way here, one universe at a time."
"Their mission is to massacre Hell's Kitchen!"
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