He was selling gashapon toys in Marvel Studios, and at the beginning, Tony turned into Kuuga.

"You're right."

A twisted smile flashed across the face of the survivor before quickly returning to calm.

Everyone's hair stood on end.

Experience tells them that when someone who has been driven to the brink of despair suddenly calms down, it often means the worst is yet to come.

"I really can't control you."

The person left behind looked down at the advanced time controller on his wrist, the purple light flickering on his face.

"The X-Men are unreliable, and my agents have been rendered useless by you."

Good people always have too many concerns.

He looked up and scanned everyone present.

"Let's try a different approach."

Click.

The survivor clenched his right hand, the outer shell of the time controller shattered in his palm, and purple energy fragments flew out from between his fingers, burning his skin.

"You're insane!" Charles sat up straight in his wheelchair, his face changing drastically. "Do you know what you're doing?!"

"Of course I know."

The survivor held the shattered remnants of the controller above his head, purple energy spreading upwards along his arm.

"You want free will? Fine, I'll grant your wish."

"Since good people can't be relied on, let's have some genuine madmen!"

The survivor pushed his hands forward, and the out-of-control time energy exploded in mid-air, no longer a precise crack, but a violent tear.

One.

Two paths.

Five paths.

More than a dozen dark red portals opened simultaneously from all sides of the TVA hall.

These doors are completely different from the deep blue cracks that appeared in the X-Men movies before.

The dark red edges were throbbing violently, and the aura emanating from inside the door sent shivers down the spines of everyone present.

That was the smell of decay, chaos, and death.

"Sir, I have detected a large number of unknown biological signals approaching!" Jarvis's alarm blared again.

"The energy signature is extremely chaotic, originating from at least seven different parallel universes!"

"The conflict index of the laws of physics has exceeded the computable limit!"

The first dark red portal was the first to unleash its cargo.

Heavy metallic footsteps came from inside the door.

A human-shaped figure emerged.

It was wearing a suit of Iron Man armor that was extremely similar to Tony's, but the armor was covered with rust-colored bloodstains and an unknown liquid.

The reactor in his chest emitted a morbid green light.

The faceplate is half-open.

"Ugh!"

Half of a rotting human face was exposed, with a clump of pus in the left eye socket and most of the skin on the right side of the face peeled off, revealing the blackened muscle tissue and white bone underneath.

Zombies.

Zombies wearing steel armor.

It opened its mouth and let out a muffled roar.

Several rotten teeth fell out of his mouth and bounced twice on the metal floor.

"My God." Darcy, hiding behind Hulk, was so frightened that he couldn't hold onto his pistol.

Tony stared at the half-rotted face, his compound eyes inside the helmet flashing.

There was a full three seconds of silence.

Jarvis.

"Yes, sir."

"Let me record this: in all the parallel universes, my taste has finally produced a flawed product."

Tony raised his steel hammer and pointed it at his zombie version of himself.

"Look at the design language on that armor; it's utterly devoid of aesthetic appeal."

"They don't even do any maintenance, and the color scheme is like a trash can."

"Sir, I think he may have lost his aesthetic sense," Jarvis replied calmly.

"That's even more unforgivable."

Tony's voice grew colder, and his Armament Haki began to surge.

"Shameful."

The second portal opened.

The person who came out made Steve's expression freeze instantly.

Golden hair, blue battle suit, holding a vibranium shield.

At first glance, it looks almost exactly like Steve.

But the star logo on his chest was replaced with a pattern that sent everyone's blood pressure soaring.

A red skull with six black tentacles extending from it.

Hydra.

"Hail Hydra".

Steve, dressed in a Hydra suit, raised his right fist expressionlessly, his voice mechanical and cold.

"Long live Hydra!"

The real Steve stared at the face opposite him that was exactly the same as his own, muttering the slogan he hated most in his life, the veins bulging on the back of his hand holding the vibranium shield.

"What kind of twisted sense of humor is this?" Steve asked in a deep voice.

Frank's reaction was completely different.

The violent maniac, whose entire body was surging with the Blacklight Virus, had his eyes light up the moment he looked at the Snake Team.

"Wow."

Frank grinned.

His wicked smile made Barton, who was standing next to him, take a half step back.

"Would it be easier to cut down Captain America without any psychological burden?" Frank tilted his head, the Blacklight virus tentacles on his arm twitching excitedly.

"It was wearing Hydra's skin and had Captain America's face on it."

"Perfect."

"I've been waiting for this opportunity for far too long."

Frank's flesh-and-blood hammer reformed, and dark red steam rose from his body.

"Frank, can you stop laughing? You're scaring me."

Patton silently drew an arrow from his quiver, nocked it, and drew his bow.

The third portal is the largest.

The dark red door frame was forcefully pushed open by the massive body, and the ear-piercing sound of metal scraping against metal echoed throughout the hall.

A giant purple hand reached out first.

Thanos, also known as Thanos!

However, unlike the Thanos known to Gamora and others, this version of the purple giant is wearing an Infinity Gauntlet with three gems embedded in its left hand.

Power, space, reality.

The three gems simultaneously emitted their respective colors of light, intertwining to form a distorted halo.

The moment Thanos stepped out of the portal, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the floor of the entire TVA hall.

It wasn't because of his weight, but because the energy field emanating from him was automatically crushing the surrounding material structure.

"interesting."

Thanos scanned the crowd in the hall, his gaze finally settling on Tony.

"Another Stark."

Tony, carrying the Iron Hammer, tilted his head and sized up the big purple guy.

"Again? Looks like you've killed quite a few of me already."

Thanos did not answer, but simply clenched his left fist slightly.

All three gems lit up at the same time.

hum!

An invisible pressure swept across the entire room.

Wolverine's claws automatically popped out.

Colossus instinctively took a step forward, blocking Charles's wheelchair.

The X-Men's reaction was even greater than that of the Avengers.

Because they had never experienced this level of pressure before.

The remaining portals continued to spew out all sorts of bizarre and strange entities.

The person left behind stood at the farthest point of the second-floor platform, his hands covered in blood, laughing so hard he was shaking.

"bring it on!"

"The sacred timeline is the most important. Since you won't let me maintain order, then let me be swallowed up by the multiverse!"