[Captain Marvel: Isaac, haven't you always dreamed of ruling the multiverse? Aren't you afraid that an organization like this might exist above the Celestial Palace?]
[Isaac: Since I can kill them, why should I be afraid?]
Of course, Isaac knew exactly what Captain Marvel was planning. It was nothing but an attempt to sow discord and have someone killed with a borrowed knife.
Her ancestors had long since abandoned such childish plots—how could she be foolish enough to say that out loud?
Nick Fury saw through it immediately and denied it.
[Nick Fury: How could a being that powerful be killed? Even that Kryptonian couldn't rival the Celestials.]
[Isaac: You should ask the Collector. That man's base is built on the heads of Celestials.]
[The Collector: Fascinating... very fascinating. You come from a backward civilization, yet you've heard my name and even know the origin of that skull. Quite the tempting addition to my collection.]
[Isaac: Mmm! Of course I know you.]
Just as Isaac was about to complain about the Collector, the voice of the Marvel List rang out once more:
[Marvel List: Tip! The rankings of the strongest organizations have been released. In one week, rankings for the smartest and most cunning masterminds will be issued. All participants will receive rewards. After a year, organizational rankings will be updated.]
[Isaac: Mastermind rankings? Does that include only intelligence, or those who pull strings from behind the scenes too?]
Isaac stared at the list that appeared before him and thought:
[Isaac: I've been staying out of the spotlight in the Marvel world for quite some time. I should be considered the mastermind behind all of this, shouldn't I?]
[Nick Fury: A mastermind? I wonder who else might be on that list, and how much damage these people could inflict on the world.]
[Ithell: Hahaha... Hydra definitely deserves a place among the masterminds. After all, we've been hiding in the shadows for decades. Calling us masterminds isn't an exaggeration, is it?]
[Corvus Glaive: If that's the case, then the Dark Order deserves a seat too, right?]
[Isaac: Enough joking around. Are you calling that purple potato-head a mastermind? Everyone in the universe knows what he's plotting. How dare you label him a mastermind?]
[Thanos: Human, are you challenging the Dark Order? Do you want me to save your world?]
[Isaac: You're more than welcome—but first, don't forget to visit America. The president invited you personally. Don't be rude.]
[President Walker: What are you talking about, you damned terrorist? Why are you always against us? What grudge do you have against us? Why do you keep dragging us into everything?]
[Isaac: Didn't you invite them before? I was just reminding you.]
[President Walker: People like you should be hanged, or live in the sewers like rats instead of jumping around.]
Looking at the furious American president, Isaac couldn't help but sneer:
[Isaac: I think America needs a new president.]
[President Walker: Who do you think you are? I—]
[Human Torch: What the hell just happened?]
[Professor X: Nothing will happen... right? Our friend here barely finishes half his sentences.]
[Mr. Fantastic: I also think something just happened. He's the president of a nation—his level of education shouldn't be that low.]
As Nick Fury sat in his office watching the broadcast and looked at the president mid-speech, he felt a heavy unease in his chest.
[Nick Fury: Mr. President... Walker... what's wrong? Why did you suddenly go quiet?]
[Pierce: No need to shout. I just received word—the U.S. President has been assassinated in the White House.]
As soon as Pierce said that, all chat channels fell silent.
No one expected a verbal skirmish to turn into an actual assassination. But the Master of the Celestial Palace doesn't spare anyone when he speaks.
Even meaningless chatter on the internet could lead to devastating consequences.
What kind of "keyboard warrior" could possibly handle that kind of aftermath?
This wasn't the president of North Korea… this was the President of the United States.
A sudden, chilling silence swept across all communication channels—especially among the people of Earth, who now feared they might be the next target of Isaac… the devil who follows no rules.
...
Let's rewind one minute.
President Walker, who had been aggressively confronting Isaac, was just about to launch into a full political speech when a powerful explosion shattered the ceiling above.
BOOM!
A large hole tore open in the ceiling, and from it descended a woman clad in black armor.
[Faora: Were you the one who provoked my master?]
As soon as Fiona finished speaking, a red glow flared in her eyes. And before the President of the United States could argue back, his desk was split in half.
After doing that, Faora ignored the wailing alarms and walked away calmly.
To Faora, a president like this was no different from an ant on the roadside.
By the time the guards burst into the office in response to the noise, Faora had already vanished—leaving behind only a chaotic crime scene.
The world's most powerful president… had been assassinated, while sitting on his throne of power.
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Important Note :
I'll be doing a speed run tomorrow or the day after. The number of chapters released that day will range from at least 5 to 8 or even more —
It all depends on your Power stones.