Chapter 334: S: The Grand Event of Light (9)

"I need to maintain the host's vital signs; humans can't survive in space," Lan Ling explained, then asked Venom: "Where is your host heading next? Keep following the front lines?"

Eddie said: "No, we're returning to our original dimension. We've gathered enough material; it's time to go back."

"Alright, let's go." With a wave of his hand, Lan Ling turned their figures into shadows; though they didn't move, they descended through layers of dimensions, returning to the dimension where Earth lay.

Lan Ling's host-shadow said in his mind: "When you told me you could shift dimensions, I didn't understand—what exactly is a dimension? Why haven't we changed position, yet we're in another world?"

"Think of your dimension as a single sheet of paper, and other dimensions as many other sheets stacked together. They overlap yet remain entirely different. When we descend from one dimension to another, though you feel we haven't moved, everything has changed."

The shadow still half-understood, but the red wasp bonded to Spider-Man turned and surveyed the surroundings. He said: "According to the star map, this should be the position of the Sagittarius-Carina Arm of the Milky Way. It's awfully desolate…"

"You mean this is the outer edge of the Sagittarius Arm? Good heavens, that's incredibly far from Earth!" Spider-Man exclaimed.

"Far? Not really. The Milky Way isn't as large as our galaxy. This distance in the Andromeda Galaxy would be roughly the gap between Klinta and the center of the Great Andromeda Nebula," the wasp replied.

"Alright, let's head back. Contact those wizards on Earth—it'll be faster. If we fly ourselves, we won't know when we'll arrive."

"You're incredible," the amplifier marveled. "You can live in space without even needing a spaceship."

"It's normal. Not every planet has an atmosphere like Earth's. Klinta doesn't. That means we live in space environments almost constantly," Green Spike said.

"But we are a bit unusual. Usually, civilizations evolve only on habitable planets. But we aren't a species that evolved from scratch—we were created by gods."

"Unfortunately, the gods who created us didn't pick us a prettier planet. Klinta remains barren to this day," Green Spike added with self-deprecation. "After all, you can't expect lumps of mud to build anything decent."

The crystal whispered in his mind: "If I ever get the chance to visit your planet, I can help you build houses. I love constructing things…"

Green Spike sighed. "It's unlikely. Cosmic Agents lead Klinta's civilization, but we don't live on our homeworld—too much influence from the Nal at the planet's core. Most symbiotes relocated to the Union Civilization. Those still on the planet are mostly worshippers like Riot."

"Alright, I'll call those wizards," Eddie said, pulling out his phone. But just then, Spider-Man's spider-sense tingled. He said: "Wait—something's coming!"

The Legend of Immortal Wood

"Something's coming?"

The others turned, but saw nothing. Lei Ting said: "This is the edge of your star system. Nothing should be here."

"Don't talk. Follow me—we're hiding behind the satellite!" Spider-Man's tone was firm. He moved immediately. Though the others didn't understand what he'd sensed, they sprinted after him.

Behind the satellite, Spider-Man exhaled. "I'm certain something was nearby."

The wasp said in his mind: "You have danger perception! Perfect—I won't crash into things during my charges."

But Spider-Man looked tense. He took a deep breath, focused hard, then suddenly said to Lan Ling: "Take us to another dimension—there's danger here!"

"Danger? What—"

"Quickly!"

Lan Ling waved his hand. Their figures turned ethereal again, successfully shifting dimensions. Lan Ling asked Spider-Man: "What exactly did you sense?"

"I don't know," Spider-Man frowned.

"Could it be residual ripples from the Cosmic Demons' battle?"

"Impossible. That's too far from where they fought."

"Let's shift locations within this dimension, then return to Earth's dimension and observe what happened there," Lan Ling proposed.

"Can you handle such frequent shifts?" Lei Ting asked.

"No problem. My bond with my new host is strong—I can unleash greater power. But I do need a short rest. Just a moment…"

Saying this, the symbiotes surged forward, racing from the small satellite toward another asteroid belt.

This location was close to the satellite, and even closer was a massive planet resembling Jupiter.

At this proximity, they could see its surface storms—countless gases swirling into vortexes, each one vast enough to swallow them whole.

The mutant students had never seen such a grand sight. They were awestruck, yet terrified.

"I never imagined space could be like this," the shadow said, voice trembling. "It's so vast—everything seems enormous, while we're utterly tiny…"

"Don't fear, child. All newborns entering space feel this way. Humanity is still far from the cosmic age; your understanding of the universe is shallow. In truth, the universe is far more mysterious and magnificent than you imagine."

His profoundly intellectual voice calmed the shadow's fear. Lan Ling continued: "The universe is merciless—it grants no mercy to those who dare enter. Countless disasters await, enough to deter any nascent civilization dreaming of interstellar society…"

"Yet it is also gentle and bountiful—a vast treasure trove waiting for all races to mine."

"Will we ever reach that day?" the shadow asked, stunned. "Like you—free to roam the cosmos, see every star, meet countless alien wonders…"

"Yes," Lan Ling replied, certain.

"Humans are the most astonishing race I've ever seen. So weak, yet so powerful. You are a mystery that draws all life in the universe."

Lan Ling paused, seemingly focusing on restoring his strength. During this time, he recounted his experiences to the others.

Lan Ling was the oldest symbiote in the Cosmic Agents organization, born when Nal created the first symbiotes. Most of his hosts were elders of their species, granting him immense experience and countless stories.

The human hosts listened, spellbound. A cosmic tapestry, unseen by them, slowly unfurled before their eyes.

As they were lost in his tales, Lan Ling stood up. "Alright, I've recovered enough. Let's go."

Once again, their figures turned to shadows, descending toward Earth's dimension. When they returned to their original dimension, everyone gasped—in front of them stretched an entire massive fleet.

"Take cover!" Lei Ting shouted.

The symbiotes unleashed their full speed, dashing toward the densest part of the asteroid belt. They were lucky—immediately entering a region thick with planets, unseen by the fleet.

"My god! What is that?!!" The amplifier's voice trembled—it was too terrifying.

This wasn't watching starships from a god's-eye view in a movie. Standing in space, witnessing those colossal steel monsters firsthand, a suffocating terror swallowed the mind whole.

Especially the lead vessel—the largest, as big as a planet. Any lifeform before it seemed microscopic.

"I'm scanning," Lan Ling's voice remained calm. "Don't panic. Many interstellar civilizations possess fleets. Most are rational intelligences—they don't harm travelers."

Lei Ting soothed his host: "Symbiotes generally have good relations with most cosmic civilizations. Maybe we can negotiate with them…"

"Wait," Lan Ling's tone turned grim. "Don't bother. That's the Kree fleet."

"The Kree? You mean those cosmic locusts?"

"Exactly. Those annoying blue skins."

"…I remember now," Green Spike said. "That main ship we saw earlier—it's their Temple-class vessel. The so-called planet-ships. That's why it's so huge."

Lei Ting frowned. "If I recall correctly, each Temple-class ship carries seventy-two escort vessels. But those escorts, though numerous, are nowhere near seventy-two."

"An incomplete Kree fleet? Why are they here, on the edge of the Milky Way?"

The wasp waved his hand. "They're always roaming everywhere. Don't you remember? Last time, in the center of the Andromeda Nebula, we saw them—negotiating with those sulfur dwarves…"

Lan Ling's voice turned strange. "Just now, I noticed smoke from their engines—overheating. Temple-class ships have exceptional maneuverability. What could've caused their engines to overheat?"

"Oh…" Lei Ting sighed. "They must've performed a dimensional jump. Except for a few species like us, who can shift dimensions individually, others need their ship engines to jump."

The group exchanged glances, all wearing smug expressions. The most excitable wasp said: "They can't be that unlucky—got caught in the crossfire of those fighting Demons?"

"Hard to say. Those blue skins treat the whole universe as their territory, flying their big ships everywhere. Getting caught in a battle zone isn't impossible."

"Wait—you're saying that alien fleet just now was caught in the Demons' battle?"

"Exactly. Likely, many of their escort ships were destroyed in another dimension by the fighting Demons. They had no choice but to initiate a dimensional jump and fled here."

"Contact the Sanctum immediately," Eddie said. "A powerful alien fleet has arrived in the Milky Way. Humanity must prepare."

The other symbiotes grew solemn. Lan Ling said: "The Kree are called cosmic locusts—bad reputation, but undeniably powerful. You saw that fleet. Their Temple-class ships carry planet-destroying weapons. Earth couldn't survive even one shot…"

At that moment, Spider-Man snatched Eddie's glowing magical phone and dialed a number. Eddie watched him. "Who are you calling?"

"Hello? Mr. Stark…"

————EXTRA NOTES————

Revised. A bit late.

All content regarding space and interstellar elements has been completely rewritten and proofread. The Marvel canon has too many bugs—everything here follows this book's established rules.