"So... he's really dead?"
Standing at the edge of the enormous crater, Thor and Loki stared at Thanos's body. It looked like he was merely asleep.
Loki even walked over cautiously and poked the Titan's chest.
"He's dead," Noah said flatly. "What else would he be?"
He had already confirmed Thanos's condition multiple times. He had even considered beheading him.
In the original course of events, there were only two reliable ways to truly kill Thanos.
Decapitation.
Or annihilation through the Infinity Stones.
Now, Noah had created a third.
The method was different, but the essence was the same.
Thanos's life force had been completely stripped away.
Even so, Noah still felt uneasy.
This was Thanos.
The Thanos with a one-in-fourteen-million failure rate.
The Thanos who had crossed universes to hunt the Avengers.
For someone like that to die so cleanly felt unreal-even to Noah.
"Tell me," Thor suddenly said, "did you actually kill him, or did you just annoy him to death?"
"What does that even mean?" Noah rolled his eyes. "If I hadn't shattered his defenses and kept him injured, could you two have restrained him that quickly?"
"And if we hadn't restrained him and wiped out his army at the same time," Loki shot back, "could you really have finished him off that easily?"
Thor nodded in agreement.
That said, Thanos had truly stopped breathing right after Noah commented that he was ugly.
Noah didn't think that was unreasonable.
He genuinely thought Thanos was ugly.
Like an oversized sweet potato.
No matter how you looked at him.
Of course, if Thanos transformed into a human form, it might be better.
After all, Noah was very confident in standard human aesthetics.
Shaking his head, Noah decided not to dwell on it.
Thanos was dead.
Dead meant dead.
He looked up toward the Avengers waiting outside the chasm. Ordinary people couldn't see anything from that distance.
Noah could.
After a brief thought, he raised his hand and cast a spell.
The crater was at least thirty to forty kilometers deep. That was why they could see lava below.
Creating a hole like this wasn't something Noah cared about.
This wasn't his universe.
Still, since he was responsible, he didn't mind cleaning it up a little.
Earth magic surged.
Like an elevator, soil flowed upward, filling the crater as it rose, carrying Noah, Thor, Loki, and Thanos's corpse back to the surface.
A few minutes later, they emerged.
The Avengers immediately gathered around.
Tony activated Friday and scanned Thanos's body repeatedly.
The result was conclusive.
Thanos was dead.
Others verified it through their own means.
The conclusion didn't change.
"He's actually dead..." Rocket muttered. "This feels unreal."
"Furry face," Carol said calmly, "I agree. But he's definitely dead."
Even as she spoke, her attention never left Noah.
She could clearly sense it.
This young man carried the same bloodline as her.
She already knew he came from another universe.
What she didn't know was what her connection to him was over there.
Her imagination wandered.
For a moment, she even wondered if this young man might be her child in another universe.
She dismissed the thought almost immediately.
His apparent age meant nothing.
She herself still looked like she was in her twenties.
With a similar constitution, appearances couldn't be trusted.
Looking closer, Carol noticed Noah's physical development wasn't particularly advanced.
There was still a clear gap between him and her.
"Why do you have the same-" Carol hesitated, then decided to be direct. "-the same bloodline as me? Was it because of the Space Stone?"
"Don't overthink it," Noah said, spreading his hands. "The Space Stone is mine, yes. But I didn't mutate from it."
He paused.
"To be precise, we met in ninety-five. I took some of your blood back then."
"What?" Carol blinked. "We met in ninety-five? You used my blood?"
"Of course. Otherwise, how do you think I got this physique?"
"...Then tell me," Carol said slowly, "what happened in ninety-five that most people don't know."
"Fury got blinded by Goose," Noah replied without hesitation.
He didn't need to say it.
He just wanted to see the reaction.
As expected, the Avengers froze.
They might not know who Goose was, but they all knew Fury.
Steve's expression was especially strange.
He clearly remembered Fury once saying he lost his eye because he trusted someone.
"...Alright," Carol said after a moment, rubbing her temple. "It seems we really did know each other. In your universe."
She then smiled faintly.
"How's little Goose doing?"
"Still a bottomless pit," Noah sighed. "And it enjoys scaring my owl for no reason."
He shook his head.
"Most of my funding goes into feeding it."
"You adopted it?" Carol tilted her head. "That's... impressive."
Impressive?
Maybe.
That creature was a Flerken.
Noah honestly wasn't sure whether Goose, in a berserk state, could swallow Thanos whole.
Looking at Thanos's lifeless body, Noah suddenly thought-
In those one-in-fourteen-million timelines, this guy probably died more than once.
And each death was probably worse than the last.
After all, his ideology ran counter to nearly every form of life in the universe.
Noah shook his head.
He didn't think Thanos's idea was entirely wrong.
On a macroscopic scale, eliminating half of all life to maintain sustainability wasn't completely unreasonable.
But from the perspective of individual lives?
It was pure madness.
Absolute evil.
"Forget it," Noah muttered. "I don't want to turn to ash. You're not a Creator God. By what right do you decide who lives and dies?"
He stopped thinking about it.
The main problem of this universe was solved.
That was enough.
Raising his hand, Noah summoned flames once more.
Thanos's body burned.
Reduced to ash.
Death stripped him of all defenses.
And Noah's magic didn't care who he was in life.
Given enough output, it could burn the planet itself.
More importantly-
Noah wasn't about to leave room for some idiot in the future to resurrect him.
A tenth-tier existence wasn't something to gamble with.
Who knew if Thanos was like Superman-appearing dead, but only dormant?
All it would take was something like a Mother Box.
When the flames finally faded, nothing remained.
"Thank you," Strange said, walking over. "Sorcerer Supreme of another universe. Thor. God of Mischchief."
"Hello, Strange," Noah replied, smiling slightly. "I know you, even if you don't know me."
"Unfortunately, in my universe, you probably won't get the same chance."
"Perhaps that's fine," Strange said calmly.
"After all," Noah added, "your dream was always to keep your hands and be a doctor."
Strange didn't answer.
Some things, he already understood.
He knew Noah and his companions would be leaving soon.
But before that, he wanted to talk.
Just not here.
"Care to visit Kamar-Taj?"
"Of course," Noah nodded. "Though I prefer the London Sanctum."
"That's where I'm a guardian."
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