Aron had lost.
Aron, even with the power of the Heavenly Father and the Necrosword in hand, had been defeated.
Don't ask why he lost, don't ask how he lost, in any case, he lost.
Because the opponent was the unbeatable Squirrel Girl!
"Write that down…"
"She defeated Thanos, Rhino, Ultron, Doom, Red Skull, even Galactus…"
"And now the unbeatable Squirrel Girl has defeated the strongest king among men—Aron."
Doreen Green, known as Squirrel Girl, stood with her arms crossed at her hips.
A few small squirrels beside her were recording her "feat."
Aron shook his head and swatted away the little squirrels climbing up his body, trying to examine him.
"Hey, why are you fine?" Squirrel Girl looked at him in confusion.
"What do you mean by that?"
"What else can I do but ruin your scene?" Aron removed the mask of his demonic transformation. He looked at her coldly and with disdain: "Come on, tell me exactly what abilities you have."
"Me?" Squirrel Girl crossed her arms again, smiling proudly. "I, Doreen Green, have the superpower to talk to squirrels!"
"…"
"And that's it?" Aron felt a black line slide down his forehead. Did he really lose to this?
"Of course it's not just that! I also have superhuman strength, reflexes, agility, and speed! I can jump, glide short distances, I have super endurance. My bones and joints bend like a squirrel's, and my tail is a powerful weapon. And I have sharp claws!"
Squirrel Girl puffed out her chest proudly. Using those abilities, she had defeated countless enemies. The greatest Marvel villains had fallen before her without a chance. No explanation was needed. No reasons were needed. If the page turns, Squirrel Girl wins. It's that simple.
"…Now I understand why no one compares combat abilities with ridiculous characters." Aron sighed deeply. "Tell me, Squirrel Girl… from which parallel universe did you escape?"
He was sure the girl in front of him did not belong to his universe. Because she had just said she defeated Ultron… and in his universe, that definitely hadn't happened.
"Hm?"
"What do you mean?"
"Are there other universes? Isn't this my world?"
Doreen stared at him naively, bombarding him with questions. After half an hour of conversation, Aron realized she wasn't even aware she had shifted from another universe.
"Forget it, it's pointless to ask you. I'll send you back."
Aron pulled out the exorcism card. In front of Squirrel Girl, he began the ritual to open a portal.
Zuuum!
White light illuminated the card.
"Wow, how come an ordinary card is glowing? How did you do that?" Doreen leaned closer, staring and almost pressing her face against the card.
😊
Aron was speechless for a moment, then shuddered. This girl couldn't meet even the minimal criteria for a demon. She was too… pure.
"Hey, you little angry chicken."
"You're the little angry chicken! I just defeated you!" Doreen crossed her arms at her hips again, unwilling to admit defeat.
"Fine, then you're the unbeatable little angry chicken."
"…"
Squirrel Girl froze, confused. Was that an insult or a compliment? But one thing she remembered, he called her unbeatable.
Her face immediately brightened, she smiled and walked up to Aron.
"I see! Even though you don't look like a good person, and even though you act like a villain, you're still incredibly powerful… and stubborn."
Aron instantly sensed a reversal. If he wasn't careful, he'd get the reputation of a "good guy" in the Marvel world.
"No, there's no 'but.'" Doreen leaned closer. "I've already figured it out, you're a real villain. That's a fact."
Although she clearly said Aron was a villain, she still stayed by his side, walking next to him like a loyal companion.
"Criminal, why did you scare those children earlier?"
"First, I'm not a criminal. Second, I was here because of… Wait a minute!?"
...
On the street outside the park.
A teenage girl was running, trying to save her life.
"Tiamut! Sersi! Help me!"
...
It turned out Sprite had run straight to a place full of people.
Aron was silent for a moment. His gaze fell on Squirrel Girl.
"What do you intend to do?" Doreen immediately stiffened, sensing the dense malice in his gaze.
"Little squirrel, you just said I'm a big villain, didn't you?"
"Yes, so what?"
"Ahhh!!"
The moment she said it, she screamed.
A moment later…
Aron hummed a strange chant in a low voice, then clapped his hands in satisfaction.
"I'm sorry, Aron, I misunderstood you, you're not a bad person, really, woo…"
Squirrel Girl clutched her backside, her eyes welling with tears.
She cried and apologized to Aron at the same time.
"It's fine, I forgive you."
Aron waved his hand, not wanting to humiliate her further.
Now his priority was to find out when Squirrel Girl had arrived and which universe she came from.
But Doreen knew nothing. To all his questions, she just shook her head.
The only thing she remembered was that, while going to buy vegetables, she came across Thanos, defeated him, arrested him, and handed him over to the police.
"Thanos… handed over to the police…"
Aron didn't know whether to laugh or hold his head.
Fortunately, Squirrel Girl's actual combat effectiveness was far from what the legends said.
Even if he couldn't send her home, she probably wouldn't cause damage like Gorr. Hopefully.
"Come with me." Aron decided to take her to the Ancient One. If anyone could understand this "unbeatable" conceptual power, it was her.
Along the way, he wanted to see if even the Ancient One would fall before her absurd destiny.
Hey, he thought, I'm really an exemplary young man, I respect my elders, and I care for the young.
...
At the same time. Aron arrived at the New York sanctum, and Squirrel Girl followed him.
On the other side of the world, in an abandoned city built in the seventies and eighties, a strong explosion was heard. Magical energy shattered the silence.
In the cloud of smoke and dust appeared a man, stumbling, exhausted, and miserable, as if fleeing from relentless pursuit.
"Hello… my name is Kaecilius."
Once a loyal believer of Dormammu.
Now hunted by one annoying dog called Strange.
"Why did I ever provoke you!" Kaecilius was on the verge of tears.
Recently, he had suddenly lost connection with the Dark Dimension. Contact with Dormammu had been cut off.
Without the support of darkness, his rebellion collapsed. His followers vanished, everything he had built crumbled to dust.
And just when his life was at its lowest point… Strange appeared.
The new Sorcerer Supreme, the man who chased him like an enraged dog, didn't let him breathe.
"Really…" Kaecilius was barely holding back tears.
He tried to summon Dormammu, calling him without end.
But the answer was always the same. Silence.
As if his master had turned his back on him.
Dormammu: Don't summon me, I will never come to Earth again!
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