He's Spider-Man in Marvel, but he insists I'm Superman.

However, at this moment, Peter, who has traveled through the multiverse and witnessed countless different Spider-Men from different universes, returns.

But they found that Tony and the others around them were also stunned.

Their eyes were fixed on the center of the laboratory, where the particle streams collided.

The violently colliding particles tore apart the barriers of reality, and twisted, shimmering spacetime rifts slowly unfolded, with countless fragmented lights and shadows rapidly flowing and swirling within them.

It looks exactly like the classic opening sequence of those Marvel movies from Peter's previous life memories.

Every frame is fleeting, and not all of the scenes are relevant to the people present, yet they still managed to accurately capture their own figures in the rapidly flashing light and shadow, their minds instantly and deeply shaken.

Dr. Otto stared blankly at the crack, his pupils suddenly shrinking.

He clearly saw himself in the scene, with four gleaming metal mechanical arms hanging behind him, steadily supporting an artificial star that radiated endless light like the blazing sun, resolutely stepping into the rushing river until he was completely swallowed by the water.

"Could it be... that the path I've been following all along was wrong from the very beginning? Is my future destined to end in failure?"

Dr. Otto's hands trembled slightly, his face filled with disappointment and self-doubt.

However, the fleeting glimpse of the scene led him to countless possibilities; the shape of that artificial star was almost identical to the ideal result of his lifelong research.

But in the end, he had to sink it to the bottom of the water himself, and all his hard work was in vain.

At that moment, no one paid attention to Dr. Otto's loss of composure; everyone was immersed in their own visions of the future, unable to extricate themselves.

Dr. Banner frowned. He found that his own image was scarce, while the raging green beast within him—the Hulk—occupied the vast majority of the fragments in the crack.

In the scene, Hulk stands alone in the city, facing a flying mechanical behemoth comparable in size to a giant kun (a mythical fish). Without flinching, he roars and unleashes a devastating punch.

The next second, the light and shadow shifted, and Hulk stood side by side with several unfamiliar figures, roaring at the mechanical creatures pouring down from the sky like a torrential rain.

"Wait, that's... Captain America?"

Banner's heart suddenly raced, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The man who disappeared decades ago but is remembered by the world as a spiritual leader still looks young and fights alongside another version of himself.

"Will it be that in the future, the world will only remember Hulk, while I, Bruce Banner, will be far less remembered than this monster who only knows how to wreak havoc?"

Banner clenched his fists, a surge of disbelief and resentment welling up inside him.

Just then, Hulk suddenly turned around in the crack, revealing a wicked and arrogant smile to the camera. The image froze, leaving endless blank space.

……

Compared to Dr. Otto and Banner, Tony Stark is the most frequently seen figure in the spacetime rift.

The first thing that catches the eye is him, dressed in a sharp suit, standing on the stage of the press conference, his eyes sharp and determined. He casually put down his prepared speech and slowly uttered, "I am..."

"Shit, I really should learn some lip reading! What was that last word anyway?"

Tony frowned in frustration, staring intently at the crack, his mind filled with turmoil.

This bizarre spacetime rift only played silent images; no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see what kind of shocking words he had uttered.

Before he could dwell on it any longer, a new scene flashed before his eyes once more.

That was the underground laboratory of Stark Villa, a place he knew all too well. In the image, he was putting on a set of silver steel armor step by step, the cold metal slowly enveloping his entire body, and the dazzling orb of light shining on his chest was something he knew all too well.

It was the Arc Reactor, which he had just successfully developed!

"So, in the future of other universes, I successfully realized my vision and created the Iron Man armor? Indeed, no matter which universe I'm in, I'm a unique genius."

Tony smiled his usual proud smile, his eyes brimming with confidence.

Immediately afterwards, more images of him flashed by, interspersed with other familiar or unfamiliar figures, but the vast majority of the scenes showed him fighting in different forms of steel armor.

"Interesting. The way the armor is put on is becoming more and more convenient and takes less and less time. It seems that I have been iterating and upgrading the armor."

Tony's eyes were sharp as he quickly extracted key information from the fragmented images.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed sharply.

In one frame, his armor completely abandoned the traditional mechanical assembly mode. Countless flowing nanoparticles surged from the arc reactor on his chest, instantly covering his entire body like water, and in an instant, they condensed into a set of steel armor with a completely new texture.

"Nanotechnology...this will be the ultimate research and development direction for my future battle armor!"

Tony's eyes flashed with a sharp light, for he had glimpsed his future path in technology more than a decade in advance.

But soon, he saw another scene that made him look disgusted.

In a parallel universe, there was a guy with the same face as me who, instead of developing Iron Man armor, wore a perfunctory green suit and a simple metal mask, looking quite pathetic.

"Wait a minute, is this version of me from another universe really that lame? Without an arc reactor, I can actually shoot green energy beams from my hands? Is this some kind of street magic trick?"

Tony stared at the figure, his brows furrowed, his eyes filled with doubt and disdain.

……

This time-traveling anomaly was not limited to Tony's underground laboratory.

A gigantic spatial rift slowly appeared across the sky above New York City.

Deep within the abyss, countless strange races, riding on cutting-edge aircraft and wielding alien energy weapons, are emerging one after another.

A densely packed alien army pressed in like a dark cloud, including several gigantic alien creatures as large as skyscrapers and resembling giant Kun fish, which descended upon the city.

"Oh my god! What is this? Are aliens about to invade Earth?!"

Pedestrians on the streets of New York stopped and stared up at the terrifying sight in the sky, their faces filled with fear and astonishment, and the streets instantly descended into chaos.

Even the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters in New York was thrown into unprecedented chaos by this sudden phenomenon.

"Fuck! Can anyone tell me what that thing that appeared out of nowhere over New York is?"

Nick Fury's face was grim, his one eye fixed on the giant spacetime rift outside the window, his tone filled with rage and solemnity.

"Chief, we dispatched fighter jets to investigate as soon as the crack appeared, but we obtained almost no useful information."

Agent Hill's expression was grave, and his tone was full of helplessness: "The only thing we can be sure of is that the rift and the alien army within it do not exist in the current dimension of reality, but are more like... a projection of another parallel universe."

"Which reckless individual is conducting these insane experiments behind the scenes?"

Nick Fury's face was so dark it could drip water, his sharp gaze sweeping across the window: "Initiate the highest-level investigation immediately! Find out the source of this anomaly as quickly as possible!"

"Also, bring Natasha back immediately. I need her to infiltrate and investigate to find out the truth behind all of this!"

……

Meanwhile, Kamar-Taj, the place of practice for the Sorcerer Supreme.

The Ancient One floated cross-legged in mid-air, surrounded by a warm and vast green magical light. Her figure was almost integrated with the void dimension as she quietly observed the spacetime trajectory of the world.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes wide, and for the first time, a look of shock appeared on her usually calm face.

Why has the previously predetermined trajectory of the future suddenly become blurred and chaotic?

"Even the fate of the person I had already chosen to succeed the Sorcerer Supreme has begun to fluctuate violently and become uncertain..."

The future is never static; some changes are to be expected.

This time, however, the entire timeline of destiny has shifted irreversibly, and even she, the Supreme Mage, can no longer foresee the future.

……