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Chapter 183 Wanda's First Battle
Banner had already initially learned Star Projection.
However, what he could currently do was only project his own soul out of his body when Hulkappeared.
Besides that.
Not only was he temporarily unable to separate Hulk's part from his body.
Moreover, if he was in control of the body.
Even he himself would be unable to leave the body.
According to Leon, this was because his soul was more stable than that of ordinary people due to his mutation.
But even so, Banner was already very satisfied.
At least now, after transforming into Hulk, he could still watch from the side.
When Hulk lost his mind, he could also step forward and remind him a few words.
He no longer had to be like before, where once he transformed, he would lose all perception of the outside World, and even his memories would not remain.
At this moment, Hulk passed through two portals and entered the Mirror Dimension, with Bannerfloating beside him, constantly giving commands.
"Quick, quick, quick! Do you see that big octopus over there, Hulk? Go deal with it!"
The situation in the Mirror Dimension was indeed very bad.
A small number of sorcerers looked blank and foolish at first glance, with mouths agape and drooling, as if their intelligence had diminished.
It was clear their minds had been eroded by the enemy.
The remaining sorcerers were not much better, all barely maintaining their sanity by gritting their teeth.
Overall, although there were no casualties on the London Sanctum battlefield yet, the situation was extremely dire.
Even Master Mordo was currently wrapped up by the tentacles of a "big octopus" and being swung around in the air, letting out frustrated curses.
The first thing Banner told Hulk to deal with was the big octopus that was swinging Mordo around.
But Hulk didn't think so.
He glanced at Banner dismissively, snorting impatiently.
Then he suddenly jumped up, raising both fists high to smash another big octopus.
"Wrong, the direction is wrong! It's that one, not this one!" Banner floated beside him, stomping his feet in frustration.
But the more anxious he got, the more Hulk ignored him.
"Hulk, smash!" Hulk grabbed one of the big octopus's tentacles, pulled hard, and swung it high into the air.
Then, like throwing a hammer, he took small steps, rotating his body with the big octopus, and after a few turns, he threw it far away.
The big octopus drew a graceful arc in the air, finally smashing into the octopus that was swinging Mordo.
The two octopuses collided and rolled into a ball, and the helpless Mordo was finally released.
"Oh! Nice job, Hulk!" Banner cheered with his hands raised.
Although Hulk didn't act according to his commands.
But this was already a very good start, wasn't it?
Banner suddenly felt like he was dealing with magical creatures like the Erumptent.
Those magical creatures were very rebellious because of their immense power.
You had to go along with them, otherwise they would show you what it meant to be unhappy.
Thinking about it carefully, wasn't Hulk like a very powerful magical creature?
In a daze, Banner felt he had found a way to get along with Hulk in the future.
"So powerful, Hulk! Thanks to you, the crisis is now resolved, and Leon will also look at us with new eyes!" Banner praised and flattered him.
Hulk still ignored Banner when he heard this, but his eyes burned as he looked at the big octopuses.
He let out a roar, leaped high, and was about to descend from the sky, smashing towards the big octopuses like a tornado destroying a parking lot.
However, at this moment, a clear female voice interrupted: "Rise!"
Suddenly, dozens of large octopuses present were all covered by a crimson energy.
Then they floated uncontrollably into the air.
They seemed unable to even move their tentacles, as if their entire bodies were confined by an invisible force.
"Hulk?" Hulk landed heavily on the ground, looking up at the octopuses in the sky, bewildered.
How was he supposed to fight now?
Banner, on the other hand, looked in the direction of the voice.
At the entrance to the Mirror Dimension left by the sorcerers, Wanda stood there, red energy swirling around her hands.
She was the one who controlled these dimensional beings!
Was Wanda really that powerful?
Banner slapped his forehead in frustration.
If he had known this young girl was so powerful, why would he have transformed into Hulk? He just wasted a pair of pants for nothing.
"Dimensional beings, go back to your own dimension!" Wanda swayed her slender wrist gently.
Immediately, all the octopus-like dimensional beings rapidly expanded, finally exploding into bundles of fiber-like ribbons.
Under Leon's guidance, Wanda could already initially use Chaos Magic to modify reality.
After dealing with the dimensional beings, she pushed her hands down, controlling Chaos Magic, and flew to the front of the spatial portal.
Wanda tried to use magic to close the portal.
But the dimensional energy on the portal was too dense, and she couldn't clear it for a while.
And more dimensional beings were emerging from the spatial portal.
Time did not allow Wanda to free up her hands to dismantle the dimensional energy inside the portal.
"I can only leave it to Leon to solve when he returns."
Wanda blocked the portal alone.
Just like the sorcerers in the other two Sanctums.
Every time a dimensional being emerged, she would deal with one.
When the sorcerers whose minds had been eroded gradually regained consciousness.
What they saw was Wanda killing a dimensional being with every snap of her fingers.
Their brains all crashed.
Whose subordinate was this woman, and why was she so brave?
...
When the war between the three Sanctums and the extra dimensions and Hell reached a "white-hot" stage.
Inside the World Ring.
The battle between Leon and Dormammu also reached a critical juncture.
The two started by throwing Planets at each other, with one bringing a meteor shower and the other a Heavenly Obstacle Tremor Star.
Later, it became a pure energy clash.
Dormammu released dimensional energy beams from his mouth, eyes, and palms simultaneously.
Leon, with his heat ray, pushed the beams back without yielding.
And his hands were not idle either; the Space Stone's energy emanated from his body, clashing with Dormammu in a Kamehameha-like stance.
The two fought from the edge of the continent to its center, and then from the center to another edge.
At times, a heat ray would cut through a high mountain; at other times, a dimensional energy cannon would blast out a ravine.
The continent, with a diameter of tens of thousands of kilometers, directly shrank by a tenth of its volume during their clash.
By the end, Dormammu didn't care about anything anymore.
What dimensional energy, what dark magic, what elemental manipulation.
No matter what methods he used, he couldn't break Leon's defense.
On the contrary, his own body had been torn apart countless times during the battle.
In the end, Dormammu simply raised both fists and went straight for Leon.
The two returned to the close-quarters combat stage.
At this stage, naturally, Leon once again treated Dormammu as a sandbag... no, as a baseball.
Whenever the two exchanged a punch.
The "Dormammu Suit" on Leon's body would automatically weaken the incoming attack from Dormammu to only one ten-thousandth of its original strength.
Even if Dormammu put all his strength into it.
Uncaring of the consequences, he unleashed an attack powerful enough to destroy a star.
Even if under this attack, the earth shattered, the sky tore, as if the entire World had come to an end.
But Leon only flew backward, collapsing a few large mountains.
And when he reappeared, his body was still in peak condition.
As for Dormammu himself.
Not only did he fly backward with Leon due to the recoil.
He also became covered in wounds, and even his arms disappeared after the clash.
Chapter 184 Dormammu's Promise
Dormammu's physical constitution couldn't compare to Lyon's.
His power almost entirely came from Dimensional energy.
But at this moment, Lyon used the Space Stone to seal off the Small World.
Preventing Dormammu from communicating with the Dark Dimension.
The energy on him was diminishing with each use.
In an evenly matched battle, he would only grow weaker and weaker.
In contrast, Lyon's momentum grew stronger with each blow, and his understanding of the laws of the Universe seemed to advance a step during the fight.
Dormammu didn't know that Lyon carried the Sun with him, allowing him to recover quickly from injuries under its light.
He only felt himself growing more and more exhausted.
After unleashing an attack capable of destroying a star, he became much weaker.
He could only be batted around the Universe like a baseball by Lyon.
But even so, he, Dormammu, would absolutely not give an inch!
Dormammu once again rose from the rubble, his battered body slowly recovering.
"Dormammu, perhaps it's time we talked again," Lyon flew in the air, his cape fluttering.
Dormammu glared at him, "I have nothing to talk about with you!"
"I appreciate your resolute attitude," Lyon shrugged, "I hope you'll enjoy the next show."
After speaking, Lyon soared into the sky and disappeared above the continent.
"Show?" Dormammu looked at Lyon flying into the depths of the Universe, frowning.
What was this Sorcerer Supreme trying to do?
He was wondering internally.
Suddenly, an incredibly massive human figure appeared before Dormammu's eyes.
This was a giant over a thousand kilometers tall.
Compared to it, Dormammu's current height of several hundred meters was simply a tiny grain of sand.
"This is... the Celestials?" Dormammu was stunned, "But it doesn't seem right, the Celestials don't look like this... Wait, what are you going to do!?"
The massive human figure suddenly squatted down, extended its palm, and held Dormammu in its hand.
Dormammu looked at the giant's face getting closer and closer, and suddenly found the other party's expression somewhat familiar.
"You, your appearance... Could it be that you are the Sorcerer Supreme from just now?"
The giant did not answer Dormammu's question, but instead revealed a smile, and suddenly released a large amount of light around its body.
All of that light was energy that had materialized.
Dormammu was first puzzled, then greatly alarmed, the flames on his head burning fiercely: "You're going to self-destruct!? Wait..."
Boom!
Before Dormammu could finish speaking.
The thousand-kilometer-tall giant, holding him, directly self-destructed on the spot, without even a second of hesitation.
The giant's body contained energy equivalent to a planet.
With so much energy compressed and exploding, even space itself was distorted at the center of the explosion.
Light, particles, and air currents all revolved around the explosion's center, like a "Rasengan" magnified hundreds of millions of times.
Lyon then descended from space, exhaling a breath that stirred up a three-foot-high gale from his chest, and it was a long while before all the aftershocks of the explosion were dispersed.
When everything returned to calm, the tens of thousands of kilometers deep crater caused by the explosion finally appeared.
At the bottom of the deep pit, Dormammu, with only his head and upper body remaining, was slowly recovering his body while groaning in pain.
"The small clones created by the Blood Sea Clone are indeed suitable for self-destruction," Lyon nodded, very satisfied with the effect of the self-destruction.
Although it was his consciousness controlling the small clone just now.
But the self-destruction happened in an instant, and he didn't feel any pain.
Great power and minimal side effects, looked at this way, the small clone was simply a portable super bomb.
In the future, when he became stronger, the self-destruction of the small clone might even directly create a black hole.
At the same time, within his inner World, Blood Sea Lyon created a new small clone.
With a thought, Lyon's main body took out the one-thousand-kilometer-tall small clone and flew into the Universe again.
Boom!
Another Blood Sea small clone self-destructed.
Lyon felt he had experienced the art of explosion.
He created one Blood Sea small clone after another.
As soon as Dormammu's injuries had somewhat recovered, he immediately sent the small clone to self-destruct.
He repeated the explosions dozens of times.
Finally, after the continent, which was tens of millions of kilometers in diameter, had been blasted into five continents, he stopped.
On one of the shattered continents.
Dormammu tremblingly extended his hand from the rubble.
"We... we need to talk!" he said weakly.
Dormammu's heart was incredibly calm at this moment, his anger gone, and he couldn't harden himself anymore.
Lyon floated silently in front of Dormammu.
"What do we have to talk about?" Lyon turned the tables.
"As long as you don't mention the authority of the Dark Dimension, anything you say is fine..."
Dormammu was tired, he pushed away the rubble on him, lay in the deep pit, and looked blankly at the dark Universe.
Lyon raised an eyebrow: "Then you acknowledge me as your master?"
The secret technique given to him by the Beast God "Zhou" from the Starry Sky World contained soul enslavement techniques.
As long as Dormammu was willing to open his mind, he could turn him into his slave.
As for forcibly using the enslavement technique, Lyon hadn't considered it.
As only a World Lord currently, he was still far from the level required to enslave a Dimensional Demon God in terms of soul power.
If he truly forced it, it would probably only cause Dormammu to immediately commit suicide and seek revenge on him at all costs after resurrection.
Of course, Dormammu couldn't agree: "Impossible! You might as well just kill me, but you'd better protect Earth, otherwise, when I resurrect in the Dark Dimension..."
Lyon frowned, this old fellow, even as the defeated party, he still dared to make threats.
He jumped onto Dormammu's face and punched down.
Dormammu let out a pained howl and became honest again.
"Resurrect? Humph..." Lyon sneered, "Have you forgotten how many Hell Lords are eyeing your Dimension greedily?"
"When you die once and then resurrect, will you still have the strength to fight them?"
"Besides, maybe before you even resurrect, the Dark Dimension will already belong to Mephisto!"
Lyon's words made the flames on Dormammu's head change color, clearly indicating that all of this was possible.
"..." Dormammu was silent for a moment, "I cannot give you the Dimensional authority, but I can allow the Sorcerers of Kamar-Taj to borrow my power without paying a price."
"You want a group of Sorcerers who believe in Vishanti to use Dark magic?" Lyon scoffed.
Then he suddenly thought of something: "Does that include me?"
In the later stages of the Starry Sky System, advancement required a massive amount of energy; it was even possible to drain an entire Universe.
If he could absorb energy from the Dark Dimension for free, then at least until he grew to the Multiverse level, he wouldn't have to worry about energy.
Furthermore, once he drained the Dark Dimension, it wouldn't matter who the Dimensional Lord was anymore...
Dormammu didn't know how devious Lyon's thoughts were.
He still thought Lyon was tempted: "Of course! You are the Sorcerer Supreme, and you can also borrow energy from the Dark Dimension!"
"Good, that's one condition, what else?" Lyon asked.
Dormammu was stunned: "Else? Is that not enough?"
"The defeated party must cede territory and pay reparations, you've only paid the reparations, but haven't ceded any territory yet!" Lyon sighed, shaking his head.
The flames on Dormammu's head darkened: "You're still thinking about my Dimensional authority!"
"Sorcerer Supreme, you'd best let me return to the Dark Dimension quickly, otherwise you will definitely regret it later!" he said rapidly.
Lyon raised his fist: "You still dare to threaten me?"
Dormammu recoiled his head: "I originally came here just to devour a World, and didn't intend to spend too much time."
He hesitated, then confessed: "In the Dark Dimension, Strange of your Main Universe on this timeline is currently resolving a World collision crisis with my niece, Clea!"
"If I don't return to the Dark Dimension soon, and they are discovered by the Hell Lords who come rushing when they hear the news, then the operation will surely fail!"
Dormammu reasoned with emotion: "If you let me leave, I will help them overcome the crisis, and that will also be helping your Universe!"
"Universe collision crisis?" Lyon's eyes narrowed, "How does it collide, and how is it resolved? Explain it clearly!"
But Dormammu spread his hands: "It's a World collision caused by that Strange's previous reckless traversals of parallel Universes, which disrupted Multiversal order."
"To solve it, the simplest way is to destroy one of the Universes!"
"However, Strange and Clea seem to have other ideas and are secretly doing something in the Dark Dimension."
"If you let me go back now, I can help them!" Dormammu promised.
Chapter 185 Contract Established
Lyon's expression turned serious.
Dr. Strange and Clea entered the Dark Dimension together to resolve the World Collision crisis.
This was a post-credits scene at the end of the movie "Doctor Strange 2."
When he, in his previous life, watched the movie as an ordinary person,
seeing this scene would only make him anticipate the story that followed.
But now he himself was in the Marvel Cinematic Universe.
At this moment, his mood was not one of anticipation.
Instead, he wanted to curse.
If the so-called World Collision only occurred between the Main Universe of the movie and another Universe,
then he naturally wouldn't care.
There were so many parallel Worlds in Marvel, and countless ones were destroyed every day.
Accumulated over a year, it might even be more than the number of kangaroos in Australia.
If one Main Universe was destroyed, another Main Universe would naturally restart.
Perhaps even the 1u616-S Universe he was in would take its place and become the Main Universe.
But when was the last time the concept of World Collision appeared in the Marvel Universe?
—It was in the "Secret Wars 2015" of the comic Universe!
That collision was caused by Wolverine repeatedly traveling through time and altering history, leading to a chain reaction that resulted in various Worlds throughout the entire Multiverse colliding.
And the outcome of the collision crisis was that the entire comic Multiverse, all Worlds, were completely destroyed.
The crisis only ended when the surviving Reed Richards recreated a new Universe, which was the All-New, All-Different Universe.
In terms of results, that World Collision crisis was equivalent to a reboot of the entire Multiverse.
Lyon immediately felt his scalp tingle.
At this moment, it was just like that moment.
If the World Collision crisis caused by Doctor Strange was also like the one in Secret Wars 2015,
then he could prepare for the demise of his Universe in advance.
Although the probability was not very high, he had to be prepared.
Lyon thought seriously for a few seconds, then decided to let Dormammu leave as soon as possible and no longer dwell on compensation.
It was better to resolve the crisis on Doctor Strange's side in the Main Universe as quickly as possible.
However, Lyon was not prepared to personally go to the Dark Dimension to help resolve the problem.
If it was truly a Cosmic level World Collision crisis, his presence would be useless.
And if it wasn't, then even if he didn't help, the crisis wouldn't affect his World.
So, instead of worrying about the trouble Doctor Strange caused, it was better to focus on improving his strength.
As long as his strength was sufficient,
let alone the Multiverse being destroyed,
even if the entire Omniverse was destroyed,
he wouldn't have to worry.
The sense of urgency that had not reappeared since leaving the Starry Sky World once again surfaced in Lyon's mind.
"Dormammu, you can go, but besides the infinite energy borrowing, I have two more conditions," Lyon held up two fingers.
"Any number of conditions are fine, but if they are still rude demands, I cannot agree!" Dormammustated beforehand.
"First, I don't want your Dimensional Authority, but you have to help me find an ownerless Dimension."
Before Lyon finished speaking, Dormammu interrupted, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Do you know how precious an ownerless Dimension is? Even if there is one, it will be immediately occupied by a Dimensional Demon God!"
Or rather, even if he found one, he himself would immediately incorporate it into the Dark Dimension.
"Then you just help me keep an eye out for news of ownerless Dimensions. Whether it's accurate or not, you have to tell me until I find one." Lyon changed the condition.
When he broke through to Immortality, his inner World would transform into an external Divine Kingdom.
But the premise was that he had to find a Space fragment and integrate his inner World into it.
And in the Marvel Universe, the most fitting approach, of course, was to integrate the World into an ownerless Dimension and become a Dimensional Lord himself!
"That's acceptable, I agree!" Dormammu breathed a sigh of relief.
Just passing on a few messages, he had no loss at all.
"What's the second condition?" he asked.
"After you go back, you have to help Doctor Strange and them overcome the crisis. If they fail, you must tell me the news immediately!" Lyon said.
"No problem, that's very simple. So, you plan to step in if a problem arises?"
Dormammu, after hearing the last condition, finally regained his spirit and stood up from the rubble.
"No, I want to watch the scene of two Universes colliding and then being destroyed."
Lyon at this moment was as heartless as if he had been gutting fish for nineteen years at Stark's house.
Dormammu even felt he was a bit heartless: "Are you really the Sorcerer Supreme? The darkest Strange I've seen would at least hypocritically say something sympathetic at this time."
"You really like to talk about Strange… Alright, sign this contract, and you can go back to the Dark Dimension to find him."
Lyon extended his hand.
A golden contract made of energy appeared and quickly expanded to a length of hundreds of meters.
It recorded the three conditions they had agreed upon with dense magical runes.
At the bottom of the contract, the unilateral penalty for breach of contract was written—
If Dormammu breached the contract, he would have to pay ninety percent of his Dimensional Authority to Vishanti, the witness of the contract.
All three conditions were agreed upon by Dormammu himself.
He did not intend to breach the contract and found no traps in it, so he did not care about the penalty for breach of contract.
But he was still very speechless: "Such a high penalty for breach of contract, even Vishanti would be tempted. Sorcerer Supreme, you are indeed very dark."
"If it wasn't high, They wouldn't intervene, and this magic contract would have no binding force on you," Lyon smiled.
"Hmph, whatever you say!" Dormammu signed his name on the contract with Dimensional energy.
The golden contract immediately burst into dazzling light and disappeared from its original spot.
"Very good, the contract is established!" Lyon waved his hand, retracting all the Space Stone energy that had enveloped the Small World.
"You can go."
The azure energy surged into Lyon's body like a tide.
Dormammu once again sensed the Dark Dimension.
He took a deep look at Lyon, tore open space, and stepped into the chaotic, kaleidoscopic World on the other side.
"Sorcerer Supreme, tell me your name," he said, standing in the Dark Dimension.
"Wasn't it written on the contract just now? What, do you still want to make threats?" Lyon raised an eyebrow.
Dormammu scoffed noncommittally.
He resumed his condescending posture: "Lyon Stark, I await the day you come to the Dark Dimension. We'll have much to discuss then!"
"Thank you for your warm invitation, but before that, remember to fulfill the contract, that's your defeat clause!" Lyon retorted.
He was not surprised by Dormammu's change of face.
These Dimensional Demon Gods have long resided in cold, Dark Dimensions.
Day after day, they only thought about devouring an Earth and eating a few believers, having long transcended the constraints of morality.
Just changing his face, Dormammu was already considered a good Demon God.
"Hmph, I don't need you to remind me!" Dormammu turned and left.
"Hey, if you miss me, you can come back to Earth to see me again! Remember our Universe's designation, it's 199999-S!" Lyon shouted.
Dormammu's head sank upon hearing that, and his departure quickened even more.
As the torn space recovered, the Dark Dimension completely disconnected from the Small World.
"It seems Dormammu won't be looking for me again after this."
Lyon surveyed the shattered continent before him, "It's truly a mess… Time to go back!"
With a thought, he left the World Ring.
Chapter 186 The End of the Dimensional War
In a flash, Leon returned to the Kamar-Taj library.
First, he casually dispelled the magic protecting the World Ring.
He then stored the ring within his inner World.
Then, his powerful mental energy naturally spread out.
Passing through two portals.
He "saw" the Mirror Dimension that had unfolded in the three Sanctums and the situations within each.
In the London Sanctum, Wanda single-handedly suppressed one side, while other sorcerers cheered her on, and Hulk sat on the side, chin propped, pouting.
The Hong Kong Temple saw Quicksilver and Wong working together to deal with the demons.
The New York Sanctum was a bit different.
Within the Sanctum, expanded infinitely by the Mirror Dimension, a several-hundred-meter-tall Mark Armor sat on the ground.
Countless mycelia extended from its body, completely blocking the Hell passage.
It looked as if the mycelia had even extended into the passage, wreaking havoc in the Hell on the other side.
One could only say, as expected of an Avenger, they fought their way straight into the enemy's lair.
However, the fact that the Hell on the other side could tolerate Tony's actions clearly indicated that its Master was not home.
Without a doubt, he must have gone to the Dark Dimension to pick up scraps.
But Dormammu had already returned to the Dark Dimension.
It was estimated that the Master of Hell would soon be driven back to Hell as well.
Leon stretched out his hand.
The Space Stone energy, filling his inner World, surged out.
Carrying a portion of his power, it passed through the portal.
And then through the spatial passage.
It was distributed into the Worlds on the other side of the three passages.
Then, the spatial energy dissipated, and all the power from Leon exploded with a roar.
While killing countless Hell and Dimensional creatures, it also conveniently destroyed the spatial passages.
"The war is over, everyone has worked hard, everyone," Leon's voice echoed in the ears of everyone in the three Sanctums.
Whether they were fighting or observing, the sorcerers' eyes lit up in unison.
The Sorcerer Supreme had returned!
The sorcerers all knew that Leon had gone to confront Dormammu.
Since he had returned safely, it meant that Dormammu had left, and Earth was safe!
"I have destroyed the spatial passages opened by other Dimensions, you can all come back now."
Leon's voice reverberated in everyone's ears, carrying a soothing power.
The sorcerers responsible for operating the Mirror Dimension ended their spells one after another.
The mirror shattered, everyone returned to reality, lined up, and walked through the portal, returning to Kamar-Taj.
The sorcerers who had gathered here a month ago due to the Ancient One's death were now gathered together once again.
Leon had Wong and Mordo lead everyone to the training ground to rest.
Half an hour later.
All the sorcerers sat cross-legged on the training ground, their eyes eagerly looking at Leon.
The Ancient One's departure had made them feel lost, as if the night was deep but they had suddenly lost their guiding moonlight.
But Leon had told them again and again with his actions.
Although they had lost the bright moon, they had welcomed a more blazing Sun.
The sorcerers all wanted to hear from this new Sorcerer Supreme how he had made Dormammuretreat.
But Leon, facing hundreds of eyes shining under the Sun, did not vividly describe his battle experience.
Instead, he suddenly pulled out a giant octopus from his inner World.
"From your eyes, I see a craving for delicious food."
Leon skillfully set up a barbecue grill, "Then, the second Kamar-Taj barbecue feast begins now!"
"Does anyone want to stand up and sing a song? Old rule, the first piece of grilled meat goes to the person with the best singing voice!"
This sudden turn of events almost threw everyone off balance.
The sorcerers all froze on the spot.
But after they reacted, they rushed to stand up: "Me, me! I practiced singing for a month after I went back, it'll definitely sound good this time!"
For the Kamar-Taj sorcerers, for whom casting spells came at a cost.
After a battle.
There was nothing more healing than Leon's delicious food that could repair the body.
After a month apart, the sorcerers' singing skills had improved quite a bit.
Even Hamir, who had sung the "Qingjing Jing" last time, sang a song called "Rolling Yangtze River Flows East" this time.
Although his singing style was still so down-to-Earth that it sounded like he was going to send someone present away, at least he was singing.
Amidst the singing and dancing.
Tony and a few others gathered around Leon, eating and chatting.
"This octopus tastes really good, send more to my house later," Tony held a several-dozen-centimeter-long tentacle in his hand.
"If possible, I would like some too," Wong seized the opportunity to raise his hand.
The soul of Banner, floating beside Hulk, also nodded repeatedly: "And me, I haven't even eaten any!"
Hulk rarely came out, and he was unwilling to go to sleep no matter what; now, with an octopus leg in each hand, he was even more unwilling.
Pietro also raised his hand weakly: "I, uh, I want some too."
"Alright, alright, you can all have some, I have a lot of this stuff," Leon agreed to all of them.
"You had a lot but you didn't share them before!" Tony bumped Leon with his shoulder, "Also, if you hadn't closed the spatial passage just now, I would have killed my way through Hell!"
He was here to claim credit.
Wanda also lifted her chin: "I also dealt with all the big octopuses by myself."
Hulk, hearing this, pouted and silently turned to continue gnawing on his octopus leg.
"Hey! Can we not talk about octopuses? What we're eating now is octopus, that thing just now was disgusting!" Mordo's face darkened.
He couldn't forget the embarrassment of being flung around by the tentacle monster.
Unfortunately, no one paid attention to him.
"Hmph, I'm not bad either, every one of those demons had their throats slit by me!" Pietro wiped the tip of his nose.
Wong interjected: "But I did most of the finishing blows!"
Except for Mordo and Hulk.
Everyone gathered around Leon had an expression on their face that said, "Come and praise me."
"I see it now," Leon pointed his finger, "You all have made contributions! Your unique skills can defeat enemies soundly!"
He didn't leave Mordo and Hulk out: "Also, Hulk's emotions were so stable this time, which is also very impressive, and Mordo too, the Eye Demon's subordinates affect one's mind, you worked hard!"
The few of them immediately felt comfortable after being praised by Leon.
Especially Pietro.
He seemingly casually continued eating the octopus, but in reality, the corners of his mouth had secretly curved up to his ears.
This was the Sorcerer Supreme/Superman/younger brother praising them, how could it not make people overjoyed?
Leon then changed the subject: "But those Dimensional creatures, Hell demons, are all only the lowest level of existence."
"Dimensional Demon Gods, Hell Lords, are all guys at the same level as Dormammu or even stronger."
"To protect Earth, you still need to get stronger!"
To cope with the potential Multiverse crisis.
Leon felt that in addition to getting stronger himself.
He also had to appropriately let everyone feel some pressure.
But those who had not encountered Dimensional Demon Gods clearly did not have an intuitive understanding of this.
"Speaking of Dormammu," Tony rubbed his chin: "I wanted to ask as soon as you came back, how strong exactly is Dormammu, and how did you drive him away?"
The surrounding sorcerers, hearing Tony's question, also turned their gaze over and pricked up their ears to listen.
Leon looked around and smiled: "Telling stories is too boring, why don't we watch it together!"
He casually sprinkled a bottle of Water into the air, shaping it into a movie screen with magic, and fixing it in mid-air.
Then he touched his forehead with his index finger, slowly drew out a glowing blue line, and put it into the screen.
This was a magic similar to the Pensieve in "Harry Potter."
It could directly play back extracted memory fragments.
Chapter 187 Memory Experience (Transition)
The liquid screen rippled slightly, slowly revealing a colorful image.
It looked like a very ordinary 2D screen, ready to play a real-life video.
But this was magic; if it only projected images and sounds in Water, that would be too low-grade.
The moment the image appeared on the screen, everyone present simultaneously felt a dizzying sensation.
It was as if a large hand had seized their souls, then quickly pulled them out of their bodies and shoved them into the screen.
The feeling was like being roughly handled from head to toe.
The Masters were somewhat annoyed when they regained consciousness.
But the next moment, seeing the scene before them, they cast all emotions aside.
Hundreds of Masters floated in the air without support.
A few meters below them, Sorcerer Supreme Leon and the traitor Kaecilius were conversing.
Everyone realized they had entered Leon's memory.
Hulk, not understanding the situation, roared and, with a screaming Banner, jumped towards Kaecilius.
But both of them passed right through Kaecilius's body.
They could only observe here, unable to exert any influence.
Tony curiously surveyed his surroundings.
He had to admit, this was his first time on a celestial body outside of Earth.
Even the two Worlds he had crossed with Leon were both within Earth.
"Leon is getting more and more good stuff; has he been crossing many Worlds by himself?" Tonystroked his chin.
"Shh!" Pietro suddenly raised a finger next to him. "Be quiet, I can't hear their conversation!"
Although viewing memories in a holographic projection-like manner could greatly enhance immersion, hundreds of people discussing around the two figures in the memory offered no viewing experience at all.
The Masters also discovered this problem and quickly quieted down.
On the desolate plain where yellow sand rolled, only the voices of Leon and Kaecilius could be heard.
The Masters felt a strong sense of immersion.
When they saw Kaecilius enumerate the various benefits of the Dark Dimension, almost claiming the air there was sweeter, the Masters felt as disgusted as if they had swallowed a fly.
They secretly thought that the Sorcerer Supreme would definitely teach this traitor a harsh lesson.
However, the next second, they saw Leon actively join Kaecilius's side.
All the Masters gaped, as if they had seen a ghost.
If this memory footage hadn't been shown to them by Leon after his return, they probably would have burst into curses on the spot, shouting things like, "Your Majesty, your subjects were prepared to fight to the Death, why have you surrendered!"
Fortunately, the "story" soon took a turn.
The plot's development was like a thrilling movie.
First, Kaecilius and his followers summoned Dormammu, only to be mercilessly devoured by the Dark Dimension.
Then, Leon claimed he wanted to negotiate, thereby enraging Dormammu.
Everyone watched, captivated.
They couldn't help but worry for Leon.
Although the name of the Dark Dimension's lord was already infamous, it was their first time seeing Dormammu's true form.
His head alone was as tall as a small mountain.
The aura he casually emitted could even give one the suffocating sensation of facing Death itself.
The Sorcerer Supreme confronting such a terrifying existence was like Don Quixote riding a donkey towards a windmill.
The Masters didn't know how things would unfold next.
They had completely immersed themselves in Leon's perspective.
Facing an enraged Dormammu, their legs uncontrollably went weak.
It was as if the donkey, which should have charged at the windmill, had turned around and crashed to its Death by the roadside.
Tony tightly clenched his trembling fists, his fingertips digging deep into his palms.
Fear uncontrollably arose within him, but more than that, there was anxiety.
Previously, Dormammu's power had only been something he heard about, or something described by others.
Now, seeing it with his own eyes, his heart couldn't help but tremble.
What kind of enemy was he letting Leon face alone?
A strong desire for power and a massive sense of crisis exploded within Tony's heart.
He knew Leon was safe in the end.
But the scene before him still planted a seed in his heart.
Not far from Tony, Wanda, the strongest among them, was not much better.
She felt that in front of Dormammu, she didn't even dare to cast magic.
However, facing this furious Dormammu, whose head was faintly wreathed in Fire, Leon still met his gaze with a frown.
He even used the Seraphim Shield and Hoggoth's Ancient Spell to block all fatal attacks.
He was so calm and composed.
Wanda once again realized the huge gap between herself and Leon.
Wang was much more direct.
He slapped his thigh forcefully: "This is the Sorcerer Supreme, this is the Sorcerer Supreme!"
Leon's back at this moment was deeply etched into everyone's minds.
However, their excitement didn't last long.
After a few skirmishes, Leon once again enraged Dormammu, causing him to step out of the Dark Dimension in a fit of rage!
So everyone was stunned again.
This Sorcerer Supreme was strong, but his mouth was really asking for it!
Wouldn't it have been better to just make Dormammu retreat in the face of difficulty, instead of forcing him to cross dimensions in his true form?
If they could, they really wanted to travel back in time and tightly cover Leon's mouth.
At this point, Dormammu and Leon in the memory began talking about the Time Stone and Thanos.
Wanda frowned slightly and asked Tony, "What is the Time Stone? Leon used the Space Stone when he awakened Pietro's and my abilities. Is it something corresponding to that? And who is Thanos? What is Annihilation?"
Wanda had just entered the extraordinary World and found these names impressively mysterious.
She even thought Tony and the others had already experienced many similar World-saving battles in the past.
But in reality, Tony was thinking the same questions as her.
His mind was full of what else Leon had been hiding from him.
Tony shook his head, looking at Wang and Mordo.
But the Master duo also shook their heads.
"I know Thanos, he's a overlord in the Universe; I also know the Time Stone, it's one of the Infinity Stones, it's..." Wang explained Thanos and the Stone in detail.
Then he showed a pure, innocent gaze like a fool: "But when the Time Stone was destroyed, and what Annihilation is, I don't know..."
Mordo also frowned: "That's not right, the Time Stone is in the Eye of Agamotto. Did Leon destroy that supreme treasure as soon as he took office?"
Wanda understood after listening; it turned out these "elders" also knew nothing.
"Lower your voices! What's all the fuss about? We'll know if we keep watching!" Pietro stared unblinkingly at Leon, only finding these people very noisy.
Tony and the others nodded, their gaze returning to the two confronting figures.
However, the next second, their hearts sank by half.
They saw Dormammu punch Leon away, then unleash various natural disasters of Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire upon Leon, even cleansing the surface of the World with energy tides.
In mid-air, hundreds of people were silent.
Looking at the apocalyptic scene before them, their minds gradually went blank.
They couldn't possibly imagine how Leon could win in this situation.
Someone among the Masters said with a trembling voice, "The Sorcerer Supreme we just saw, he couldn't be a ghost, could he?"
After a brief silence, someone responded to him: "...Then the octopus we ate, was it actually a dying hallucination?"
The Masters couldn't help but fall into self-doubt, and some even began to check if they were still alive.
Chapter 188: Appearing in front of others in memory (Transition)
Their worries were only slightly alleviated until Venerable Liang reappeared.
They watched his cape-fluttering figure emerge from the roaring winds and flame-entwined abyss, still completely unharmed.
The sorcerers collectively breathed a sigh of relief.
But what happened next was the complete opposite of what they had worried about, and it utterly shattered their worldview.
First, Dormammu continuously attacked Venerable Liang, but Venerable Liang remained motionless.
Then, after Venerable Liang mocked him for a few moments, he directly knocked Dormammu down with a single punch.
And then, he actually blew up the Planet beneath his feet, a Planet no smaller than Earth!
The flames of the exploding Planet engulfed everyone like an ocean.
All they could see was dazzling fire and countless shattered rocks.
But the image in their minds remained fixed on the scene of Venerable Liang punching and blowing up the Planet.
"Is this our Sorcerer Supreme?" someone murmured dazedly.
"He, he is, right...?" someone else said, unsure.
"Is Ancient One Sorcerer Supreme that strong?"
"No, I don't think so... I think if Ancient One Sorcerer Supreme came, she would probably be killed by a single punch from Venerable Liang."
"But, is what Venerable Liang is using magic?"
"This, yes, it is, right? Isn't this how we usually fight?"
The sorcerers exchanged words, their eyes wide with shock.
In front of them, Tony and the others weren't much better.
"Holy cow, is this Venerable Liang?" Tony was utterly beside himself, "What did he go through? How can he blow up a Planet now?"
Pietro looked at Venerable Liang's back in the firelight, his eyes shining as if they held a star, his expression easy to read, filled with the sentiment of "A true man should be like this."
Wanda was also in a daze at this moment.
She looked at Dormammu, who was still being brutally beaten by Venerable Liang.
Just a moment ago, this Dimensional Demon God had made her feel no desire to resist.
But now, she suddenly felt like he was just... that.
But why did she think that?
Wanda stared blankly at Venerable Liang; perhaps it was because this Superman, who seemed like a war god descended when he put on his black battle suit, gave people too much of a sense of security.
The dark battle suit outlined the contours of Venerable Liang's muscles.
Every muscle, in contraction and explosion, displayed the unique aesthetics of violence.
Wanda suddenly felt that Pietro was right before; Venerable Liang's physique was truly amazing, far surpassing the Renaissance sculptures she had seen in museums.
...
Once Venerable Liang became serious, the battle between him and Dormammu was like a special effects blockbuster from Hollywood.
The sorcerers watched as light waves flew wildly between the two, repeatedly shattering the land, then returning to hand-to-hand combat.
Until the very end.
Venerable Liang, like playing baseball,
Punched Dormammu away again and again.
He even summoned a giant to self-destruct.
The immense power and the incomprehensible battle continuously pushed the sorcerers' emotions to their peak.
Until all memories ended.
Everyone's consciousness returned to reality.
They remained silent in place for a few minutes.
The sorcerers still couldn't snap out of it.
Venerable Liang's memory was truly too stimulating.
It made their emotions rollercoaster, rising and falling.
The grand finale, in particular, made their hearts pound, and embodying Venerable Liang's perspective, it was as if they themselves had brutally beaten Dormammu once, making them savor it again and again.
Venerable Liang waited a few minutes, and seeing that everyone was still in a daze, he coughed lightly to remind them.
"Don't just stand there! The process has been shown to you all, so hurry up and eat the barbecue, otherwise, if it gets cold, the taste will be much worse."
Everyone was startled by his words, as if pulled from another World, waking up from a dream.
Hundreds of eyes stared at Venerable Liang, all changed.
Before, it was respect and trust; now, it had become fervent admiration and worship.
Almost every sorcerer was like this.
Even Hulk stared with his bell-like eyes, incredulously looking at Venerable Liang's arm, then at his own.
He found it hard to understand how, despite his much thicker arms, his strength was far inferior to this "slight" guy.
"Why are you all staring at me? Eat!" Venerable Liang held up two skewers of octopus tentacles.
But the next moment, everyone dropped the octopus meat in their hands and surged towards Venerable Liang.
"Venerable Liang, I don't know what to say, but, but you are truly amazing!"
"An existence like Dormammu was defeated by your hands!"
"With you, we no longer have to worry about Dimensional Demon Gods!"
"From now on, our Earth will be the strongest of the Nine Realms!"
"Venerable Liang, what kind of magic is the body-strengthening magic you used to defeat Dormammu? I want to learn that from you!"
Venerable Liang was surrounded by the sorcerers.
He said, "One at a time, don't push, if you push again, you'll all go back to your respective Sanctums to guard."
But he couldn't help but slightly puff out his chest, his smile becoming a few shades gentler.
A long-lost kind of happiness suddenly re-emerged in Venerable Liang's heart at this moment.
This happiness was the joy of showing off in front of others.
What is the purpose of becoming stronger?
Besides enjoying the feeling of becoming stronger and protecting oneself and those around you,
Isn't it just to show off!
Although Venerable Liang's mindset had greatly improved since returning from the Starry Sky World,
He no longer had as many thoughts about showing off in front of others as before.
But occasionally doing it once isn't bad, is it?
Venerable Liang thought so.
Until—
"Hey, whose hand just touched my chest? The one with the cat ears, I've seen you!"
"And that Minotaur! I've tolerated you for a long time! It's one thing that you touched my biceps, but you even pinched and twisted them, what are you trying to do?"
It must be said that these sorcerers who learned the new magic system were truly a bit perverted.
Even if other sorcerers surrounded Venerable Liang, they would respectfully ask questions.
These guys, however, swarmed forward, taking advantage of the chaos to directly lay hands on him.
So Venerable Liang gave each of them a knock on the head, making them stand in the corner and reflect with swellings on their heads like ping-pong balls.
The remaining sorcerers continued to ask questions.
In a Q&A session,
For some reason, it gradually turned into Venerable Liang explaining magic knowledge.
He lectured for two hours, from borrowing energy to studying the essence of magic.
The sorcerers gained a lot, and when they dispersed, each wore a satisfied smile.
As night fell,
The sorcerers of the three Sanctums left separately.
The sorcerers stationed at Kamar-Taj also returned to their respective lives.
This was the daily life of the Kamar-Taj lineage of sorcerers.
When a crisis arises, they resolve it.
After resolving it, they return to their ordinary daily lives, hidden beneath the prosperity of the World.
No one would know that a group of robed people had just prevented a World-ending crisis here.
However, this time was a little different.
The departing sorcerers would spread the name of Sorcerer Supreme Venerable Liang and his exaggerated achievements throughout the entire magic domain.
After all the sorcerers had left,
Tony and the others finally had a chance to talk with Venerable Liang in detail.
"Alright, the Dimensional War is over for now, and everyone can go home," Venerable Liang said.
He took out several potions that could view combat memories and handed them to Mordo.
"Mordo, later you throw these memory potions into those invading hells and let them figure it out themselves."
Mordo was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood: "Is it to deter them? I understand!"
After seeing the memory of Venerable Liang brutally beating Dormammu, Mordo, as the diplomatic ambassador of Kamar-Taj, straightened his back.
"Should I throw one into the Eye Demon's Dimension as well?" He even felt it wasn't enough.
Venerable Liang glanced at Mordo: "Forget about the Eye Demon. He generally doesn't invade Earth. It would be irrational to provoke him."
It's better to have less to do with Cthulhu-like entities like the Eye Demon.
Chapter 189 A New Day
After speaking, he looked at Wang, who was standing nearby.
"Also, although Dormammu promised that Kamar-Taj could borrow his power without limit in the future."
"You two still need to warn the Sorcerers not to use the Dark Dimension's power unless it's the most critical moment."
"Even though there's no price to pay, that kind of power naturally carries the characteristic of eroding the mind."
"I don't want to come back one day and see nothing but extremist madmen," Leon said.
Mordo nodded gravely: "With Kaecilius's negative example before us, I believe the Sorcerers will all weigh their options, and rest assured, I will supervise them constantly."
"Mordo is right," Wang agreed.
"Not many people would actively use Dormammu's magic."
He pointed at the library, smiling teasingly.
"It's like not everyone is like you, daring to read any forbidden book in the library, right?"
Leon squinted at him: "Wang, you're at it again, huh? Always bringing up me reading forbidden books. If you want to blame someone, blame Ancient One; she allowed it."
Speaking of Ancient One.
Wang and Mordo's expressions became a bit wistful: "Ancient One Sorcerer Supreme..."
Only Leon knew about Ancient One secretly using Dark Dimension energy.
In the Sorcerers' minds, Ancient One's image remained that of a holy and powerful figure.
Mordo sighed with emotion: "I wonder how Ancient One Sorcerer Supreme is living with Vishanti."
As a price for borrowing power, the souls of Kamar-Taj's Sorcerers would all return to Vishanti after death.
However, Ancient One's situation was an exception.
"In fact, her soul didn't go to Vishanti; instead, she went to find Eternity. She's living comfortably," Leon said, "At least she doesn't have to worry about protecting Earth anymore. Perhaps she's even happier than you two living people now."
"Eternity?" Wang and Mordo were both a little surprised, yet also felt it was natural, "As expected of Ancient One Sorcerer Supreme."
A powerful person like Ancient One should follow the even greater Eternity.
"From what you're saying, the previous Sorcerer Supreme was also very strong?" Tony interjected.
"Of course, she was the Supreme Venerable who protected Kamar-Taj for hundreds of years!" Mordopulled Tony closer, introducing Ancient One to him while reminiscing, and Wang also added details.
Leon shook his head and looked at Banner.
After the barbecue feast ended and all the octopus was eaten, Hulk fell back into a deep sleep.
Banner, who had no sense of participation, regained control of his body.
His eyebrows were drooping at this moment, and his expression was very awkward, looking quite regretful.
Leon placed his hand on Pietro's shoulder: "Banner, do you want to come back to New York with us? You've learned Star Projection, so you've achieved your initial goal."
Banner shook his head: "No, my skill is still far from enough. I need to stay here and continue learning."
"Moreover, Kamar-Taj's magical animal breeding Base is under construction, and I need to keep an eye on it."
"What about Betty then? Don't you miss her?" Leon asked.
"This... can I bring Betty over?" Banner scratched his head awkwardly, "She's a biologist; she'd definitely love those little animals too."
"You can go discuss that with Wang and Mordo; they are the chief stewards of Kamar-Taj now."
Leon unhesitatingly shirked the work that should have belonged to the Sorcerer Supreme.
Then, with a half-smile, he turned to look at the Maksimov siblings.
"I say, haven't you two felt enough yet?"
On his chest, two hands of different skin tones were stroking back and forth, even occasionally probing with a press.
"Woah!" Wanda immediately let out a low growl like a small beast when Leon turned his head, quickly withdrawing her hands.
Her snow-white face quickly flushed, and she evasively shifted her gaze to the ground.
Pietro, however, grinned broadly, his hand still on Leon.
"As expected of Superman, your muscles are truly amazing!" He even gave a thumbs-up.
After watching the battle memories.
Leon's status in Pietro's heart soared, returning to the level of an idol.
As soon as the distance closed.
He couldn't control himself.
He couldn't help but reach out and feel Leon's explosive muscles.
He fantasized about these muscles growing on his own body one day.
He even incited Wanda to touch him with him.
Pietro's wide grin showed gleaming teeth, and his bright, piercing eyes seemed to carry a strange light.
Under this gaze, Leon wasn't pleased in the slightest by the praise; instead, he felt a shiver of disgust.
"Pietro, if you look at me with those groundhog-like eyes again, I guarantee I'll turn you into a real groundhog! If you want muscles, go home and work on your own!"
Leon smacked Pietro, sending him spinning three and a half times in the air before he landed on the ground, butt in the air, looking peaceful.
Then he swiped his finger to open a portal.
He grabbed Pietro by his collar and threw him in.
Then he asked the stunned Wanda: "Your apartment is on the other side. Are you walking yourself, or should I send you too?"
Wanda trembled all over: "I, I'll walk myself!"
She hurriedly ran and jumped through the portal like a rabbit escaping a trap.
As she looked back, Leon waved: "You two siblings did well today. Get some rest early. In two hours, it'll be time for school, remember not to skip class!"
After speaking, he closed the portal.
At the last moment, the siblings' wails about school came from the other side of the portal.
Although they were the same age as Leon and attended the same university, the pressure they faced at school was worlds apart.
"School, what a nostalgic word," Banner said, hands on his hips, with a Professor's smile.
"If you're nostalgic, you can go again," Leon said.
"In the future, I plan to have Wang build a magic academy to form a more systematic Sorcerer training system. Then you'll have another chance."
Banner scratched his head: "Sounds good. After returning from Hogwarts, Wang always felt something was missing here. He even wanted to get a train like Hogwarts."
"Then he'll definitely love this future job."
Leon first sent the Men in Black, who had watched a big show and were full and satisfied, back to New York.
Then he walked towards Tony and the other two, who were chatting happily.
Mordo had already moved from Ancient One to Dimensional Demon Gods, meticulously explaining how terrifying each Demon God was, yet how none could gain any advantage from Ancient One.
Tony's eyes darted around, wondering what he was thinking.
"Ancient One's story spans hundreds of years; we can't finish it in a short while. It's time to go, Tony, don't forget you have to go to the Avengers for work today."
Leon interrupted Mordo, who was still talking voluminously, and called Tony to leave together.
"Mordo, you two protect the Sanctum well, and remember to project video calls and report your work to Jarvis in two days!" Leon instructed before stepping into the portal.
...The peaceful time passed quickly.
It was a new day.
Leon got out of bed from the embrace of a fair arm.
When he walked into the dining room, Shirley had already prepared breakfast and was setting the table.
"Good morning, Shirley."
"Brother Leon, you're awake!" Shirley sat on a chair, swinging her legs, "Where are Sister Natasha and Yelena?"
"They probably can't go to the company today," Leon sat down, "Also, I didn't 'wake up,' I just finished my cultivation!"
"Okay, but... if the sisters can't go to work today, what about the company?"
"Just let Jarvis handle it as usual," Leon said.
Chapter 190 Wanda's Nightmare Consultation
After Jarvis became an intelligent life form, the advantage was that he became even more intelligent and could appear anywhere on the network.
He could exert powerful computing power from any corner.
But the "disadvantage" was that he developed emotions and a self-gender identity.
This meant he also needed his own "private space."
For this, Tony personally built a huge underground Base in the industrial park of Stark Industries.
Inside, he installed the latest Planet-level computer, which he had recently developed based on the Starry Sky World's optical computer, to serve as Jarvis's main body.
Now, neither the Stark Mansion nor Leon's apartment carried Jarvis's sub-programs anymore.
Only when needed would Jarvis emerge from somewhere on the network with a call.
As expected, as soon as Leon finished speaking, a loading screen appeared on the projection device next to the dining table.
A few seconds later, a door appeared, and Jarvis, dressed in a butler's uniform, pushed it open and walked in, bowing slightly with a great sense of ceremony.
"At your service, Young Master Leon," Jarvis said.
"Wow!" Shirley exclaimed, "Every time Uncle Jarvis appears, I feel like I'm living in a grand estate from a fairy tale!"
"In fact, Miss Shirley, if you wish, Young Master Leon would certainly buy you an estate," Jarvis said, placing his right hand over his chest.
"Oh, never mind then... The current apartment is quite nice, and an estate would be too big; it would be hard to see Brother Leon," Shirley pouted.
Leon chuckled, reaching out to ruffle Shirley's hair.
"You little rascal, you're even comparing things now."
"What, not planning to go support your little friends today?"
"They're not being bullied anymore; those people are really scared of me, so I don't need to go!" Shirley shook her head.
She held up her fork: "But Peter's aunt wants to visit us at home to thank us."
"Is that so? Of course, she can," Leon nodded, "But you'll have to discuss the time with your two older sisters first before you reply to Peter."
A month had passed since the battle with Dormammu.
Shirley had also enrolled in Midtown High School.
The story happened on her first day of school.
On her way home that day, she saw a few small boys bullying another boy in an alley.
So she immediately jumped off the bus and went to uphold justice.
After chasing away the bullies, she learned that the boy being bullied was named Peter Parker.
He was a newly enrolled first-grader at the local elementary school.
Upon enrollment, because only his aunt accompanied him, he was mocked by some children, leading to a conflict.
This ultimately resulted in the bullying incident, which Shirley happened to witness from the bus.
That day, Shirley, who received thanks from little Peter, felt a great sense of accomplishment, as if she had found her goal for middle school.
She felt no shame whatsoever about being a middle schooler bullying elementary schoolers.
That evening, she excitedly announced at the dinner table that she was going to do something big.
So, the second week, the school called Tony, her guardian, because she had beaten up all the delinquents in the school after school and a large-scale brawl had occurred.
When they met, Tony was bewildered, and so was the principal.
The principal hadn't expected Tony Stark to be the actual person, not just a namesake.
Tony hadn't expected little Shirley to be so nonchalant, beating dozens of children until they cried, then turning and leaving as if she hadn't taken a single cloud with her.
"Could it be that Leon told you to hit those children?" Tony asked at the time.
Shirley shrank her head and shook it: "I, I want to be a hero like you guys, and protect the weak."
Tony was stunned on the spot, and after a few seconds of silence, he pulled out a check, slapped it on the table, left a note saying to fill in any amount, and then took Shirley out of the principal's office.
From that day on, Shirley completely became the bully of Queens' elementary and middle schools.
Some of the bad students who had been beaten even called her "the Kingpin of the school."
Because of this title, Kingpin, on the other side of New York in Hell's Kitchen, even took the time to have someone investigate Shirley.
Then, that same night, he was visited by several Men in Black who broke his leg.
Under the night sky, he held his broken leg, and before he could even utter a threat, the Men in Black's next words completely shut him up.
"If you dare to investigate again, next time Superman will come for you."
From that day on, Kingpin couldn't sleep for a whole month.
Meanwhile, Shirley, as "the Kingpin of the school," continued to go to school happily every day, stopping every bullying incident she encountered.
...
After breakfast, Leon used a cleaning magic spell to make the dishes spotless.
Shirley was already used to this; in her heart, Leon was already an omnipotent being.
"I'm off to school!" Shirley bounced out the door, beginning another day as the campus overlord.
"Make sure you take the school bus properly, don't jump out of the window again!"
Leon watched Shirley leave, then looked towards his own room.
His gaze passed through the wall.
He could see the sleeping Natasha sisters.
Their soft hair lay on the pillow, and the sunlight slanting in from outside illuminated every one of their eyelashes, yet it couldn't rouse them from their deep slumber.
Leon couldn't help but shake his head: "They're both so bad but love to play."
Since the end of the Dimension War, the sisters had become very active, always wanting to exhaust him.
But two little Black Widows could barely satisfy him, let alone drain his energy.
He checked the time: "It's not yet eight o'clock, Wanda is asking for leave today to inquire about her dreams, so it'll still be a few hours at least."
"I can cultivate a little longer," Leon said, sitting on the sofa and closing his eyes.
In his inner World, the World Ring, containing 100,000 Suns, constantly flowed with brilliant sunlight.
Every second under the sunlight, his power rapidly increased.
Half an hour later, a short doorbell awakened Leon from his comprehension of the laws.
Upon opening the door, it was Wanda alone.
Today she was wearing a red dress, white high heels, and even light makeup.
She looked like a blooming, enchanting rose.
"You came so early, Shirley just left," Leon led Wanda to the living room.
"If I didn't leave early, Pietro would wake up, and once he wakes up, he'll definitely cause a fuss and want to ask for leave too," Wanda said.
They sat facing each other.
Leon reached out and opened the refrigerator door: "What would you like to drink?"
"Do you have milk? If possible, warm would be best," Wanda said, her hands pressed against her thighs.
Even though she had been there many times, she still felt very nervous being alone with Leon.
"No problem, hot milk, come!" Leon cast a magic spell, and then the milk automatically heated up, poured into a cup, and flew in front of Wanda.
Wanda was accustomed to this: "Thank you."
After she took a small sip of milk, Leon spoke: "Shall we start now?"
Wanda nodded and slowly began: "Last night, I dreamed of that woman again..."
Since awakening Chaos Magic, Wanda had been having dreams almost every night.
In her dreams, she would become herself from another World.
Some of her were Mutants, some of her had slaughtered Kamar-Taj.
And some of her were plotting revenge against Tony Stark at a HYDRA Base.
The continuous Nightmares made Wanda uneasy, so at Pietro's suggestion, she sought out the "omnipotent Leon."
Leon analyzed the reason for her Nightmares and cast magic to soothe her mind.
This consultation had been ongoing for over half a month.
Chapter 191 Wanda's Psychological Counseling in Progress
Half a month passed.
Wanda had already become familiar with everyone in the apartment.
However, the initial contact wasn't exactly smooth.
At first,
when she saw little Shirley and the sisters Natasha, disheveled with loose pajamas and messy hair, at Leon's place,
her still pure heart was quite shaken.
She even thought for a moment that Shirley was a mistake Leon made during his adolescence.
At that moment, her dazed gaze swept over them, and then she bid a stunned farewell, wanting to smile apologetically but unable to lift the corners of her mouth.
As she left, she quietly said she was sorry for disturbing them, her back inexplicably carrying a hint of despondency.
But a few days later, Wanda visited Leon at the apartment again.
Because she simply couldn't help it.
The continuous Nightmares, night after night, almost drove her to collapse.
Those dreams were incredibly real, as if they were another her's personal experiences.
Yet, when they became her dreams, they were only scenes of combat, with almost no daily life.
In her dreams, her eyes were dyed red with blood, her vision from sky to ground was the color of blood, scarlet magic was at her beck and call, a wave of her hand would take a life, like a demon god emerging from a red abyss.
Wanda, who had only ever killed livestock and dimensional creatures, naturally couldn't accept such dreams.
Every day when she opened her eyes, she had a feeling of temporal displacement.
She had to find someone to confide in, preferably someone like Leon who could cast magic to soothe the Mind.
Otherwise, she would definitely go crazy.
But who could she turn to?
She told Pietro about the dreams.
Pietro would only hold his head, saying with a terrified look, "No! Having one sister is annoying enough, please don't add any more!"
So, after Wanda shoved Pietro's head into the sofa cushion,
she could only seek out Leon again.
This seeking, unknowingly, lasted for half a month.
By now,
Wanda had become familiar with Natasha and the others.
She also knew that Shirley was a poor girl adopted by Leon.
And her background, compared to hers, was similarly tragic.
This made Wanda feel sympathy for Shirley, and for some reason, her heart suddenly felt much lighter, as if a heavy stone had suddenly been moved.
"That's how it was, she finally destroyed all the Darkhold in the Multiverse, and she herself died in the collapsing Mount Wundagore."
Wanda's slender fingers pressed against her temples, her expression haggard.
"This dream was very long, and even now I still recall some fragments of it."
"And..." Wanda extended her hand, "This time, just like before, I once again learned a lot of her magic."
"Only, this time it seems mostly from the Darkhold..."
As Wanda spoke, scarlet energy emanated from her fingertips.
The color of that energy rapidly deepened under her control, like blood about to dry up.
And her fingertips gradually turned a deep black.
"Stop it!" Leon's pupils constricted, and he immediately cast a stopping spell, preventing Wanda's casting.
He grabbed Wanda's fingers.
The gene energy within his body surged out.
Expelling the dark energy from Wanda's fingertips.
"Even that Wanda in your dream was affected mentally by using magic from the Darkhold, and you, a magic novice, dare to follow suit?"
Leon reprimanded, "When using magic, one must pay attention to taboos, especially magic that affects the Mind and natural laws. These magics must be used with caution!"
Leon had never imagined that he, too, would have a day like Wong, cautioning others about forbidden magic.
He looked up irritably, but then suddenly froze.
At this moment, Wanda looked at him with gentle eyes, her slender fingers remaining in his palm, like a docile sheep waiting for its Master to groom its fur.
But Leon's attention wasn't there.
His gaze was immediately drawn to the crimson crown, both ethereal and solid, above Wanda's head.
The crown was entirely crimson and semi-transparent, allowing one to see the wall on the other side through it, as if it were merely a non-existent illusion.
But Leon knew.
When it solidified,
it meant Wanda had completely transformed into the Scarlet Witch.
Possessing the ability to alter all reality within her perceived range.
In the Main Universe of the movie, the other Wanda reached this point, and the price she paid was the death of all her friends and family!
And this Wanda before him, she had only been dreaming for half a month, and she was already at this level?
This speed of getting stronger was even faster than before he went to the Starry Sky World...
"What's wrong?" Wanda blinked in confusion.
She touched the top of her head: "Is there something on my head?"
Leon covered his face with his hand: "No, just a little envious."
"Envious?" Wanda was even more puzzled.
"What I mean is, we need to go over this again."
Leon first extended his hand, placing his index finger on Wanda's forehead, releasing Mind magic to help her relieve mental stress.
Then he narrated slowly: "So-called dreams, at certain moments, are windows for us to peek into other selves in parallel Universes."
"We've already discussed that the Wandas you see in your dreams are actually your counterparts."
"Firstly, in your dreams, most of the other Wandas awakened their abilities because of the Mind Stone, while only you awakened yours with the Space Stone."
"Secondly, none of the other Wandas have ever dreamed of parallel Universe counterparts; only you have encountered this situation."
"And what you dream about are almost all combat scenes."
"After the dream ends, the magic or techniques that the other Wanda used in combat will also be mastered by you, right?"
"Yes, that's right." Wanda nodded vaguely.
She was already immersed in the magic Leon was casting, her eyes slightly closed, with a relaxed and comfortable expression.
From time to time, her eyebrows would gently furrow, and her shoulders would lean back.
It was as if Leon was actually giving her a shoulder relaxation massage.
"Then all the problems, perhaps, stem from the Space Stone."
Leon continued to analyze, "Every Wanda is born with Chaos Magic."
"The role of the Stone is merely to activate it, like a key, opening the door to potential."
"And the intensity of Chaos Magic has never changed; what changes is only the user's skill and method."
"The more exquisite the skill, the more profound the casting method, the stronger the Chaos Magicunleashed."
"As you said, the other Wandas whose talents were activated by the Mind Stone, compared to you, would be more proficient in controlling the Mind."
"I think that the Mind Stone probably made them more adept at developing Chaos Magic's applications related to the Mind."
"And what the Space Stone brings to you, perhaps, is the ability to communicate and learn from Wandas in other Worlds through dreams."
"This should be considered an application of Chaos Magic in the space aspect," Leon concluded.
Wanda opened her eyes upon hearing this, a slight worry in her voice: "So, from now on, will I always have to dream of my other Universe selves?"
"I'm clearly not interested in their lives."
"Besides, constantly having these dreams will make me mentally weak."
"What are you thinking!" Leon tapped Wanda's forehead, "How could Chaos Magic be such an inconvenience!"
Amidst Wanda's puppy-like whimpers, he said, "Chaos Magic belongs to you. Constantly dreaming only means your control over it is too weak."
"Or rather, you haven't even tried to control it!"
Leon finished casting, stood up: "Alright, your problem is clear today."
"How to control and cast Chaos Magic, you can also learn from your other counterparts."
"So go back and practice diligently. The more you practice, the more you'll be able to control your dreams...except for the Darkhold's magic, you can't practice those."
Leon saw Wanda, who seemed a bit reluctant to leave, to the door.
He instructed: "Remember to come back in a week to report your progress to me."
"But what if I still can't control Chaos Magic? Will I only be able to rely on your Mind magic to relieve mental stress?" Wanda asked again.
Her question had a bit of the implication of asking a technician at a foot massage parlor, "Can I still request you next time?"
Leon's face darkened: "Impossible. Don't you dare be lazy. If you're still having Nightmares next week, I'll use illusions to give you dreams within dreams!"