'Ant?'

  Asgardians had always been proud, boasting that they were the guardians of the Nine Realms.

  What's more, Cul was a member of the Aesir gods, the supreme monarchs who were once crowned King.

  From status and power to an honorable bloodline, it was a first-class birth.

  Today, a human being called him an ant. It had exceeded provocation and was equivalent to a direct insult.

  As we all know, Odin's family was a cranky bunch.

  His brother Cul was no exception.

  How dare a mere mortal mock the gods?

  Cul decided to give Sentry a good beating to let the other party know who the real boss was.

  "You are too blinded by power, even thinking of challenging the gods."

  He said.

  The cold glow of the long-handled hammer struck the golden figure as if it was a bolt of green lightning.

  That would have been the weapon belonging to Robert Reynolds, the ninth Worthy.

  But Cul, worried that the Sentry might suddenly get out of control, deliberately kept it in his own hands.

  Just use the power of fear to confuse the Sentry's mind and control it.

  It had to be said that he got it right.

  The Sentry had never been an easy person or tool to master.

  Boom!

  The Allfather's terrifying power was poured into the hammer.

  Like thunder exploding, it illuminated the desolate ice field.

  "Cul… the Serpent …"

  "God of Fear …"

  "Odin's brother …"

  Countless people were shocked by this, saying his name out loud.

  The allied forces of Asgard, Jotunheim and Muspelheim…


  Had become passers-by, with no influence on the course of the battle.

  Stepping in and rushing into the battlefield were extravagant hopes.

  That was an Allfather battle!

  An ordinary person trying to go near was equivalent to looking for death.

  The crowd felt a flash of light and a strong burning sensation on their retinas from the blazing light.

  Even the Avengers enhanced humans like Hawkeye and Black Widow…


  Couldn't stand the stimulation and chose to close their eyes to avoid injury.

  "Wow, this is big news!"

  Only Spider-Man could act as a superhero while not forgetting his own job.

  He took out a camera from nowhere and started shooting at the risk of being blinded.

  "This is first-hand coverage. Exclusive news!"

  The Spider-Man of this universe was more similar to Tobey Maguire's version in the movies, not a chattering youthful youngster.

  In this world, Peter Parker's girlfriend was Mary Jane.

  After graduation, he didn't join a big company. Instead, he worked for the Daily Bugle, trying to earn money to support his family.

  Compared to other universes, this Spider-Man had lost his Uncle Ben, his best friend who became the Green Goblin, and even his Aunt May.

  When he pursued his crush, he succeeded in getting her heart, but he wasn't happy, being scolded by his boss every day…


  To be honest, when Luke saw him…


  He wondered if the young spider crossed over from the studio next door. Otherwise, why was his life so dark?

  "Who is that man? He looks so strong!"

  A vast expanse of ice made Spidey's acrobatic mobility useless.

  He had to work as a war photographer, weaving in and out of army formations, looking for angles to take pictures.

  "He's called the Sentry. This guy is terrifying."

  Flying in mid-air, Iron Man, who was sweeping up the undead warriors with his enchanted Gatling, told him what he had found out from the Sorcerer Supreme.

  A few moments later, the name 'Sentry' was spread around through Spiderman's mouth.

  Everyone was wondering whether this blond man, 'Sentry', was a friend or foe?

  …


  …


  Bang!

  Sentry opened his palm and effortlessly caught the long-handled hammer as it struck him like lightning.

  A terrifying force travels along the arm and around his body.

  Robert Reynolds's foothold suddenly collapsed.

  The crater was deep as if pierced by the force of a war hammer.

  Thick, solid ice instantly turned into dust and fluttered away.

  The Sentry's tall body shook, but he was all right.

  The blue cloak behind him, like a tugging banner, was tugging straight up.

  "The gods?"

  The Sentry lifted his feet off the ground, suspended in mid-air, and looked at Cul with puzzled eyes.

  "Are the gods this weak?"

  Robert Reynolds's honest and frank words almost made the blood pressure of the God of Fear soar.

  When had the Allfather, the King of Asgard, ever been regarded as weak?

  But before the Serpent could make a move, he saw a blur in front of his eyes and a flash of shadow in his vision.

  At full power, the Sentry could fly several light-years out of the galaxy in an instant.

  Therefore, even an Allfather could hardly catch his movements.

  With just one step, the air exploded in a series of blasts, like an explosive charge burning out.

  The tall body appeared like a lofty mountain that filled Cul's field of view.

  "I'm the Sentry… no one gives me orders, remember that!"

  In Robert Reynolds's consciousness, the ethereal green flames were squeezed into a corner, and the pitch-black shadows prevailed.

  Before he became the Sentry, he was an addict who lived a life of debauchery and decadence.

  Weakness and strength created a split personality within Robert Reynolds.

  Simply put, this person was mentally unstable.

  Sometimes, he would be in a normal state with an active personality.

  The Sentry was able to communicate and talk well at those times.

  Occasionally, he would even do good deeds and help other superheroes.

  Generally speaking, it was a positive figure.

  But sometimes, he was back to being the addict, Robert Reynolds.

  A madman with no sense of reason, whose consciousness was consumed by bottomless desire.

  The Sentry, at those times, can be said to be very powerful or very weak.

  Because his spirit wasn't enough to match that mighty force.

  On the contrary, because of some petty profits, he would be manipulated by others.

  For example, in the Dark Avengers period, the Sentry worked as a lapdog to Norman Osborn, obeying his orders completely.

  It was as unbelievable as Superman bending to Lex Luthor's will and working as a thug for that bald man.

  If anything, the first two mental states…


  Could be attributed to Robert Reynolds's psychological mapping, which was understandable.

  Then, the negative personality hidden in the Sentry was an incomprehensible and terrifying presence.

  The Void!

  It was the dark side of the Sentry.

  Compared with Dark Phoenix's negative personality, the Void was even more terrible.

  Because the former could at least communicate, but the latter would only destroy everything irrationally.

  For the moment, the Sentry was probably in the second state.

  There was no reason, but there was no madness either.

  Boom!

  Robert Reynolds, who appeared in front of Cul, glaring at the old man with the fierce gaze of a street gangster.

  Without mercy, he lifted the ninth hammer of fear and slammed it down on the head of the Serpent.

  The compressed air flow emitted a 'whistling' sound.

  Before he could react, Cul, like a cannonball, crashed through the thick ice and into the cold sea.

  …