Kyle suddenly stood up from the sofa and flew off the ground at a high speed. As the ocean and the sun moved away, he arrived at another corner of the dark area.
“Come on, give it a try!” Kyle’s eyes regained their fighting spirit. He stretched out his hands, and clenched his ten fingers into a circle with a tiny bit of light emerging in the center.
Theoretically, he can create anything here, so what about creating a single universe with independent time, space and laws
First, a point of starlight appeared in the darkness. Kyle poked it lightly with his left finger, and the starlight immediately exploded and turned into a small ball of mist that existed in its own exclusive space but was completely isolated from here.
The Big Bang.
Under Kyle's control with his hands and mind, a universe gradually took shape, like a translucent football, held in his hands, emitting circles of light.
"The prototype of the universe has been created. Let's adjust the acceleration first and let it improve itself within the laws."
Looking at the prototype of the Marvel Universe floating in front of him, Kyle suddenly recalled the two time and space coordinates he had obtained from Vision's Mind Stone...
"So that's how it is." Kyle's eyes sparkled as he continuously accelerated the prototype of the Marvel Universe he created, allowing hundreds of billions of years to pass in a short moment, evolving and perfecting itself until it reached the time indicated by one of the space-time coordinates!
Independent Marvel Universe.
Kyle suddenly appeared on a snowy mountain. Wearing casual clothes, he stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the vast land below, which had plants similar to those on Earth, but somewhat different.
A bird that looked like a descendant of a pterosaur flew over his head, making a clear chirping sound.
Kyle could not hide his excitement in his eyes. The Marvel Universe he created was real. The inner earth gave birth to real creatures, living creatures.
Yes. Even if this world is created and is fake, all the creatures in it cannot be created. They are real and evolved and reproduced by themselves.
"The first time and space coordinate refers to the Marvel Earth that I created millions of years ago?" Kyle saw that under the snow-capped mountains, there were several half-ape men in half-dressed clothes chasing the ancestor of a mammoth.
Kyle moved his body, and the wind carried him up into the sky, stirring up countless snowflakes, and he flew into outer space like a rocket.
The mammoth below was so frightened that it collapsed to the ground. Several half-ape men behind it looked up in horror. They looked at the figure rising up, and hurriedly knelt down on their knees in that direction, making whimpering sounds.
“Creator!”
Chapter 684: Correcting the Direction of the Marvel Universe
His every move and every order represented the law. Kyle did not use any ability and flew out of the Earth's atmosphere. He came to near space, looked down, and quietly watched the blue Earth where human civilization had not yet officially emerged.
After looking for a long time, his body flashed and flew towards the end of the infinitely vast universe. With a thought, he crossed tens of millions of light years and even reached the end of a world.
The Marvel Universe is divided into nine realms, nine different worlds, and Kyle did create them this way, creating the foundation of the universe in the form of a world tree.
The nine realms are:
Asgard, the realm of gods located at the highest and most central part of the universe, Vanaheim that can give birth to Vanaheim, the world of dark elves, the world of humans, the world of fire giants, the world of dwarves, the world of the dead, the world of ice and snow, and the world of giants.
Why is a large universe divided into nine realms
Kyle didn't understand it before, but in the process of creation, he gradually realized that if the universe is not divided, it will be ruled by advanced giant life forms, and weak creatures such as humans and dwarves will have no chance of development, rise, or even survival.
Therefore, the environment of the human world is relatively mild, isolating powerful beings such as giants and elves.
But in the next few days, Kyle traveled all over the Nine Realms and saw devastation, killing and war in every corner of the universe.
Powerful giants and elves broke through the thin boundaries and wantonly broke into other worlds, slaughtering the local races. The Nine Realms became a mess, and the human world, which originally had the most mild environment, became the center of the cosmic battlefield.
Countless stars were directly blown up, and the debris of meteorites was scattered all over the universe. The powerful races became the rulers, and the weak races would never be able to turn things around, and had to survive hard in the cracks between the planets.
"If there really is a creator, then the creator must be crazy to create such a hopeless world."
Wandering in the chaotic and dark Nine Realms, the thing Kyle heard most often was this indignant complaint.
"Failed after all..." Kyle smiled bitterly as he floated in the middle of the universe he created. Of course, he could restart the Marvel Universe, or even kill all the powerful and violent giants in the universe, but it would be meaningless.
If he did that, would it really be the Marvel world he wanted
"Oh, Asgard." Kyle's mind moved slightly, and with the last glimmer of hope, he teleported directly to the world at the top of the Marvel Universe.
But when he came here, he was stunned.
Asgard, originally set to be the holy land that could give birth to the gods, was smashed and burned at some point by giants who forced their way in. Only a small, broken piece of wasteland remained, floating dimly in the center of the destroyed world.
Such a wasteland can no longer give birth to powerful gods.
"What is the meaning of that time and space coordinate that brought me here in the right world and place?"
Kyle descended upon the wasteland, where there was no sign of life. It was a scorched wasteland with only evil undead creatures roaming around.
Kyle sighed, and just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard the sound of fighting coming from somewhere in the wasteland.
"Huh?" Kyle's body flashed and he came to the other side of the wasteland. Looking down, he saw a ten-year-old child who looked like a human being, holding a sword and fighting an undead monster that was several times stronger than him in the wilderness without any signs of life.
The undead monster was three meters tall, like a deformed tiger, with sharp fangs and claws, and its body was filled with evil and powerful energy. Its roar alone could generate sound waves that vibrated the air. The child, who was wearing thin clothes and had no protective gear, only held a broken sword, and his energy was so weak that it was negligible. He could be devoured by the undead monster at any time.
But as he roamed on the brink of death, the child's eyes were burning with fighting spirit. He became braver and braver, falling to the ground countless times, but he resolutely got up and fought the undead monster to the end!
Kyle was moved.
Obviously, the gap in strength was so huge that there should have been no hope, but in the end...
The undead monster's claws tore the child's lower abdomen, and the child's sword pierced the undead monster's head at the same time. Both sides fell to the ground in the wilderness.
A few seconds later, the undead monster with a sword stuck in its head slowly got up again, and looked at the child lying in a pool of blood in front of him with a pair of red eyes.
“Is it really like this? Dad and Mom, the tribesmen are right. Hard work can never make up for the defects of the race…” The child covered the fatal wound on his lower abdomen and lay weakly on the ground. He looked at the undead monster with its bloody mouth opened towards him with a relieved expression.
It is indeed wrong for the weak to be born in this world. Or rather, the existence of this world itself is wrong.
Weakness is the original sin.
The child closed his eyes, but after a few seconds, he was not swallowed by the undead monster. He opened his eyes in surprise, only to find that the undead monster had disappeared, and instead, a silver-haired young man stood in front of him.
"Get up." The silver-haired young man said to him.
"I was seriously injured, how could I possibly get up..." The child was halfway through his words when he suddenly froze. He got up from the ground as if nothing had happened, nodded, and touched his lower abdomen. The fatal wound on his lower abdomen had long disappeared, and even his clothes had been restored.
The child looked at him in surprise, "Who are you?"
"You can call me Lord God." Kyle smiled calmly, looked directly at him, and asked, "If you become the top powerhouse in the starry sky, what will you do?"
"I." The child was about to speak, but paused. He suddenly realized that this was the only chance to change his destiny.
He took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and said in a deep voice: "I want to restore peace to this universe and unify the chaotic nine realms. I want to make it so that powerful races cannot bully weak races, and weak races can defeat the invincible and arrogant giants through development."
"I want to restore peace and hope to this war-ravaged, dark universe!"
"Okay." Kyle smiled, "I'll give you the strength you need." He waved his left hand, and an ability card entered the child's body.