"You want revenge on Stark?"
Ron tried to read Wanda's thoughts with his Mind ability, but it was like being blocked by a high wall.
"Ah!"
Wanda clutched her head, looking slightly pained.
"What did you do to her?!"
Pietro felt that Wanda was only thirty seconds older than him and had never acknowledged her status as his older sister.
But in his eyes, Wanda was undoubtedly his only remaining family.
For Wanda, he would do anything.
Seeing his family hurt, Pietro threw a punch.
"Calm down."
Ron coldly raised his hand, and emerald light condensed into a tripwire, tripping him to the ground.
He looked at Wanda, whose thoughts he hadn't read at all.
"As expected of the Scarlet Witch."
Wanda's abilities did not come from the Mind Stone; the immense power of Chaos Magic had already awakened and lay dormant within her body.
The Mind Stone merely stimulated her power, allowing her to control a portion of it.
Ron's attempt to read her thoughts just now triggered the Chaos Magic's spontaneous resistance.
The truth of Chaos Magic is Chaos Magic itself.
"The Scarlet Witch, born with control over Chaos Magic, one of the three ancient powers in the Marvel Universe."
The Marvel Multiverse has three ancient powers: the Phoenix Force, composed of fervent life and emotion; the Faerie Power, of insatiable greed and hunger.
And Chaos Magic, which can manipulate probability and rewrite reality.
Chaos Magic is also known as Chaos Magic.
"Wanda Maximoff, you possess immense potential."
He chuckled lightly.
"So you're going to kill me?"
Wanda rubbed her forehead, frowning in pain, thinking that Ron had just attacked her, and said with hatred,
"None of your so-called Super Heroes are good people."
Because of her hatred, Iron Man, whom she saw as a warmonger responsible for countless ruined families, became a glamorous and admired Super Hero in her eyes, and other Super Heroes were no better.
"Super Heroes?"
Ron shook his head and chuckled, leaning back on the sofa, saying,
"Work for me, and I can grant you power to take your revenge."
In the comics, Wanda's birth is related to the Underworld God Chthon; it is said to be his fallback plan for returning to Earth.
Chthon, known as the Underworld God, the Great Demon Shadow, and the God of Black magic, was one of the most powerful ancient gods born on Earth 4 billion years ago.
"At the dawn of the Universe, approximately 4 billion years ago, a great life god called the Creator arrived on Earth. He combined his life force with natural forces, leading to the birth of a host of ancient gods on Earth. The four most powerful among them were Gaia, Gaea, Set, and Chthon."
Gaia, the Mother Earth, is the goddess who bore Thor with Odin; she is Thor's biological mother.
The ancient gods were not always harmonious. In ancient times, because of his slaughter of his own kind, Chthon was banished from Earth and the Universe by Gaia and the Creator's son, sealed into other dimensions.
The day Wanda was born, Chthon happened to be attempting to invade Earth at Mount Wundagore. Although Chthon ultimately failed, his power affected Wanda.
"Chthon saw the Scarlet Witch's 'probability manipulation' ability and placed Chaos Magic within her, hoping that when she grew up, she could be used by him as a means to break the seal and return to Earth."
Chthon claimed to control Chaos Magic, which is Chaos Magic, but in reality, Chaos Magic is far beyond his Multiverse level.
In the comics, the Scarlet Witch even once ascended to an All-Universe level of power, defeating the Living Tribunal.
Ron felt it was more like Chthon discovered Chaos Magic but didn't control it, intending to use Wanda as a fallback for returning to Earth, but it got out of hand.
The Scarlet Witch's compatibility with Chaos Magic, in terms of potential, was even stronger than his.
"Grant me power to take revenge? Aren't you allied with Stark?"
Wanda was startled.
"…"
Ron no longer wanted to explain, looking at her with the gaze one would give an idiot.
Education is still very important, and talking to someone with persecution paranoia is even more difficult.
"Alright, what kind of power are you referring to?"
Wanda, feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, thought that no matter what, as long as the other party didn't kill her and her brother, it would be fine.
After all, was there anything worse than being killed immediately?
She had prepared for the worst, holding this thought, intending to see what Ron wanted to do, but her deep guard against him remained.
"How about mechs? I can custom-make two Iron Man Suits for you."
Propping up his chin, Ron seemed to ponder for a moment, then smiled playfully.
"Mechs?"
Wanda and her brother stared at each other, stunned. This was somewhat different from what they had imagined.
"Why mechs?"
She hesitated before asking.
The contract they signed today was to acquire superpowers.
In fact, Wanda and Pietro weren't foolish; they had long sensed their own uniqueness.
Wanda had once, when Pietro was caught stealing and was about to have his hand chopped off, emotionally displayed a brief ability to control objects with a red energy.
Pietro had also, when encountering danger, found his speed becoming very fast, as fast as the wind.
But their abilities were unstable, only erupting that one time.
Wanda and Pietro speculated that perhaps extreme external stimulation could truly awaken their abilities, giving them the capital to seek revenge, which is why they voluntarily joined Vanguard Technology's human trials.
"Aren't Iron Man Suits good?"
Ron seemed to find nothing wrong, spreading his hands and smiling.
"Iron Man's greatest pride isn't his Iron Man Suit.
Think about it, in the enemy's most specialized area, to make him utterly defeated, losing even his last pride.
For revenge, isn't this the most delicious appetizer?"
As he spoke, his enticing words stirred excitement and agitation in the two.
For the two who hated Stark to the extreme, even if there were traps and schemes ahead, as long as they could get revenge, their own Deaths didn't matter.
"Defeat that warmonger Stark with a mech."
Pietro's face became even more excited. Mechs were a man's romance; he simply couldn't refuse the temptation of wearing a mech more advanced than his enemy's and defeating and killing his enemy.
"But we can't even drive."
Looking at her brother, a hint of embarrassment appeared on Wanda's fair, beautiful face.
If they couldn't even drive a car, how could they pilot an Iron Man Suit?
"Uh…"
The excited Pietro's face stiffened. After being reminded, he remembered this fatal detail.
"Even… even…"
After some difficulty in speaking, shame and hatred appeared in her eyes: "Thanks to Stark, we became orphans after the age of ten and never went to school again."
She and her brother couldn't even read all the words, so they probably wouldn't understand the Iron Man Suit's system panel.
"You can learn."
Ron chuckled, not caring about that.
"I will arrange special teachers for you, to teach you what each data point on the Iron Man Suit represents, and how to operate the Iron Man Suit."
Just imagine, the Scarlet Witch not studying Chaos Magic but becoming a mech pilot, how interesting would that be?
However, this was only temporary. The Scarlet Witch, awakened to control Chaos Magic, was a formidable combat force. At the appropriate time, he would arrange for her to awaken her power.
Currently, the plan to bring the Nine Realms under his control was still waiting for him to execute.
Moreover, someone was coming to cause him trouble now!
Ron slowly stood up, looking in a certain direction.
"An unwelcome guest has arrived."
Wakanda, on the central city street.
Hela walked gracefully in the middle of the street, like a queen surveying her territory.
All vehicles blocking her path were split in half by her shapeshifting magic, forming huge Night Sky Swords.
The city immediately filled with screams and panic.
Fire and explosions seemed like welcoming fireworks personally lit by her.
"Outsider, surrender.
Wakanda is His Majesty Ron's kingdom. Anyone on Earth must abide by the law here. This is not a place for you to run wild."
A squad of Sentinel robots flew rapidly from the horizon, hovering over the city, lined up in a row.
Najia's voice rang out, sharp in tone, persuading Hela.
"Heh, so much nonsense."
Hela ignored her completely.
In her eyes, even the Nine Realms were hers, let alone a small Midgardian country.
She raised her palm, and terrifying, deadly divine power formed a dark green energy ray that swept across.
The squad of Sentinel robots was instantly swept away and shattered into parts, falling from the sky.
"This…"
Najia, behind the main console, showed surprise in her eyes.
Even when facing a supernatural team capable of releasing thousands of degrees of high temperature not long ago, the Sentinel robots had never been defeated so quickly.
Her eyes narrowed: "Immediately deploy the Vibranium Sentinels."
"Tell your king to come out and welcome the Queen of the Nine Realms!"
After dealing with the Iron Sentinels, Hela continued walking towards the center of Wakanda as if she had done something trivial, issuing commands.
She had learned the information she wanted from a few modern Norwegian fishermen using magic.
Wakanda possessed technology far surpassing Earth's. If there was anywhere that might have spaceships for cosmic travel, it would only be Wakanda.
However, Hela, who had once conquered the Nine Realms with blood and sword alongside Odin, was too arrogant, and the resentment from being sealed by Odin for thousands of years was too deep.
This made her rush to Wakanda impatiently, without asking further questions.
Otherwise, if she had known of Ron's existence, her actions would not have been so casual and arrogant; she would have treated the matter with greater caution, intending to outsmart him.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
From the horizon, Vibranium Sentinels, larger in stature than the Iron Sentinels just now and gleaming with indestructible silver light, flew in.
"Freeze Ray."
They all raised their palms in unison, firing freeze rays, intending to capture Hela.
"This icy power reminds me of those Frost Giants who never knew respect."
Hela raised her hand, forming a dark green magical shield with complex patterns, effortlessly blocking the attack.
Loki was known as the Nine Realms' foremost sorcerer, and Frigga, who taught Loki magic, was said to have deeper magical prowess than Loki.
But in reality, if one were to truly name the Nine Realms' foremost sorcerer, it should be Hela.
However, she more often chose to attack head-on with her sword, rarely using magic.
"Your king has committed the crime of neglect.
Later, I will punish him severely. Night Sky Sword, go!"
Hela smiled disdainfully, flicking her hand to conjure numerous Night Sky Swords, which shot out at extreme speed.
Clang, clang, clang!
The Vibranium Sentinels were struck by immense, terrifying force and sent flying, but they were not pierced and destroyed by her Night Sky Swords as Hela had expected.
A hint of surprise appeared on her disdainful face.
"Interesting, there's such hard metal on Midgard, almost comparable to Uru metal."
Their outer chest plates being pierced was insignificant to the Vibranium Sentinels. They immediately employed stronger attack methods, their eyes glowing with cold, mechanical light.
"Miniature Plasma Ion Cannon!"
Beams of ionized light, emitting terrifying high temperatures, mercilessly blasted forth, capable of vaporizing everything in the World.
But unfortunately, the Vibranium Sentinels were still no match for Hela's power.
The green magic shield rippled from the impact, once again blocking the attack.
Hela waved her hand, and gigantic Night Sky Swords rose from the ground, densely packed like a thorny jungle, trapping the Vibranium Sentinel squad in the sky.
"I have to admit, even I would need some effort to destroy them.
But their attack methods are truly too weak."
The Vibranium Sentinels' bodies were stuck and unable to move. Firing freeze rays and plasma cannons from their palms was also useless; the Night Sky Swords' hardness was beyond imagination, and they were firmly trapped.
Rumble, rumble. A gigantic Night Sky Sword slanted up from the ground beneath her, and Hela stood on it, rising to a high altitude, almost level with the distant central building of Wakanda.
She waved her hand again, conjuring a hundred-meter-long Night Sky Sword from underground, stabbing diagonally towards the building, intending to cut Wakanda's landmark building in half!
Bang!
With a soft sound, Ron's expression was calm. He reached out and blocked the tip of the huge incoming sword.
The terrifying power, capable of piercing mountains, was stopped dead, unable to even slightly shake him, who was suspended in mid-air.
He released vast scarlet plasma energy from his palm, and the gigantic Night Sky Sword was destroyed from top to bottom, turning into green energy and dissipating into the World.
He gently turned his head to look, and chuckled.
"Although this building is used for the King and tribal leaders to discuss matters.
I have never used it since my ascension, but it is not something you can destroy."
His casual display of terrifying power, subtly emanating an unfathomable divine might, gave one the feeling of facing a boundless sky.
"Who are you?"
Hela's pupils contracted. She smiled slightly in surprise.
"You actually give me the feeling of facing the old man."
She showed no panic, exuding a calm confidence.
"From your words, are you the King of this small Midgardian country?"
"Indeed. You just said that the one to be severely punished for neglect is me."
"Possessing such power yet not conquering the stars, but instead nesting in Midgard as the king of a small country."
Hela scoffed, dark green Death-breath energy appearing. She flicked her arm, and a Night Sky Sword over a meter long appeared in her palm.
It was no longer the dozens or hundreds of meters long giant swords, but this, on the contrary, showed that she was getting serious, treating him as a formidable enemy.
"No matter who you are, or what your purpose is, dare to wreak havoc in my territory.
Stay!"
Ron's smile faded, replaced by kingly majesty, as if a god had descended to deliver an undeniable judgment!
He feigned not recognizing Hela, instantly moving at hundreds of times the speed of sound, appearing before Hela, and throwing a punch.
"So fast!"
Hela raised her hand to block, but only barely managed to raise her sword in defense.
Bang!
A colossal force erupted, as if a mountain had struck.
A terrifying shockwave burst forth, rolling away.
Hela, who had been standing on the sword tip a moment ago, was blasted away, crashing into the ground, creating a crater dozens of meters in diameter.
The buildings on both sides of the street shook violently like paper structures.
"I have to say, you've angered me."
Hela manifested surging, violent Death energy. The severe injuries on her body recovered in the blink of an eye. She rose from the ground, exuding a terrifying aura as if an irresistible Death had arrived.
"I didn't expect the first to die by my hand after my release wouldn't be an Asgardian."