🎊🎊FBI: Chapter 106/108

"Boom!"

Loki was blasted by an ice explosion into a civilian house on the street, the God of Mischief's body crashing straight through the ordinary brick house.

"Cough, cough, cough! Damn it, aren't these Storybrooke characters a bit too strong!?" Loki complained as he stood up from the collapsed house, then spat out a cloud of dust that also permeated the surroundings. "That last hit reminded me of my mother's strict teachings… Tsk, it truly sends shivers down my spine."

Although Loki was complaining, it didn't delay his combat.

Facing Elsa, whose hands were wreathed in an ice storm, his mission was already complete.

A crimson magic energy climbed from Elsa's ankle upwards, seemingly as delicate as dodder, but after rapidly spreading throughout her body, Elsa completely lost control of herself.

Harley Quinn, who had been waiting for a long time, swung her bat and hit a home run, sending Elsa, who was controlled by Wanda, flying.

This was a real Adamantium bat. Let alone Elsa, even Dante would be hard-controlled for a few seconds if he took such a blunt hit to the head.

"Loki, you're still playing with puns on the battlefield? I think after this mission, you really should come to my psychology clinic. Even a madman like me thinks you're crazy!"

"Hahaha, it's good to be crazy!" Loki laughed instead. "I've already given up taking out my long-treasured magic dagger on such a grand battlefield, can't I be a little crazy?"

After speaking, his hands lit up with emerald magic energy.

Harley Quinn expressed no surprise at this.

Then she also rushed in the direction Loki was heading, carrying her bat.

Under the saturation bombardment, there were many low-health enemies waiting for her home run.

"Dr. Jack Bright, please sit tight. During the battle, I can only try my best to ensure your safety… These Kursed Warriors are a bit too strong."

Jack Bright's face was pained, but he didn't speak…

Because he couldn't.

If you were bound like a mummy by a magic energy, with your mouth thoughtfully sealed, you'd truly be seeing a ghost if you could speak.

He could only grunt with all his might, indicating that she could do whatever she wanted with him.

Then he simply closed his eyes.

When in doubt…

Sleep!

Anyway, if they weren't afraid of trouble or breaking human ethics, they could just find him another body!

Jack Bright knew very well that in terms of bottom lines, even Dante was a cut above the guys at the Foundation.

However, he didn't need to step into this minefield at all.

But he… just wanted peace of mind.

He was afraid that the reality-bending space appearing here was caused by reality benders who had drifted over from the Foundation Universe.

To be honest, this Universe was more interesting and vibrant than the Foundation Universe.

Compared to here, the Foundation Universe was like a grave that hadn't been completely filled in yet.

Although in his perception, no matter what Universe it was, it would eventually head towards the same end as the Foundation Universe.

Before that, he hoped the arrival of this end could be delayed a bit longer…

He liked the life of sunbathing with Fury and Professor X after finishing experiments.

He wanted to soak up more Sun.

Just as Jack Bright closed his eyes and gave up, an old man with golden eyes, yellow and white hair, and a strong scent of money, used a huge, heavy treasure chest as a weapon and smashed it down toward Jack Bright.

By the time Wanda reacted, it was already too late…

"Swish!"

Two Nightswords shot out, one pinning the old man to the wall, and the other splitting in half the treasure chest he attempted to use to take a life…

Yellow-gold coins scattered all over the ground…

"Mine! Mine! All mine!"

The old man disregarded the damage caused by the Nightsword, forcefully allowing the Nightsword to leave a visible hole through his heart.

He was clearly on the verge of losing consciousness, but his greed was stronger than ever before.

Even Hela, who had shot out these two Nightswords, couldn't help but frown and look at herself.

The heart's blood of this unprecedentedly greedy person splattered onto her arm.

But why would Hela care about blood on her person?

The enemy's blood is a warrior's medal.

Hela lowered her head, her eyes showing no sorrow or joy, and said to Wanda:

"You're falling behind, hurry up and catch up."

"Understood!"

Wanda nodded and chased after Harley Quinn, who had already rushed a considerable distance ahead.

But she couldn't help but look back at the old man again.

Can the extreme of greed make one abandon even life?

Jack Bright opened his eyes and grunted several times, finally attracting Wanda's attention, signaling her to release the energy protection and restraint on his mouth.

Wanda moved her finger, releasing some of the restraints.

"Phew, I can finally talk! Who wants to just give up and sleep when they can talk! Chatting is always good." Jack Bright had been holding it in for a long time, so he immediately opened up. "Grandet, a typical miser. He symbolizes 'the God of modern people, a boundless and ruthless God of Wealth.' Money is everything, naturally even above life."

"Why would such a person exist in Storybrooke Town?" Wanda's brows were full of questions.

"Agent Wanda, so-called 'fairytales' are never only about the good side."

Although Jack Bright had the body of a muscular man in his thirties, his tone occasionally resembled someone who had seen all the ups and downs of life.

Just by listening to his voice, he sounded quite like a wise man guiding the lost…

"Alright, Agent Wanda, my suggestion to you now is… to directly use a big move to jump into the pile of enemies at the very front and unleash damage. If you don't snatch some kills, your DKP won't be enough!"

Wanda thought for a moment, and although she didn't quite understand what Jack Bright was saying, she was open to advice.

So she channeled all the Chaos Magic within her body, flew into the air, and then crashed toward the front line like a meteor.

Which was right in front of Agatha's hotel.

"Boom!"

In an instant, dust flew everywhere.

This full-power burst actually caused a small-scale clear-out.

"Clap, clap, clap, clap."

A string of admiring applause came from inside the hotel door.

"Bravo! Truly worthy of being the girl personally bestowed Chaos Magic by the ancient demon god Chthon."

A woman with prominent curves, purple hair, purple clothes, and purple lipstick walked out of the hotel, applauding.

It was impossible to tell her true age, but she certainly wasn't as young as she appeared.

"So-called Chaos Magic is the oldest form of magic, completely unrelated to any other magic, and independent of other magic systems. It is the earliest primal light within the Universe's cognition and accidental events."

"Those strange, impossible life fires burning up, that is Chaos Magic."

She held a thick, dark gray book, not caring whether Wanda was paying attention, and just rambled on to herself.

"Madam, I am Federal Bureau of Investigation First Class Agent Wanda Maximoff. Regardless of whether you are the perpetrator of this incident, please remain silent, put down all items in your hands, and place your hands where I can see them!"

Wanda paused, then continued:

"We are not affiliated with the American Government, nor do we abide by the federal constitution and Miranda warnings. Our law enforcement authority supersedes all American agencies. Therefore, please do not offer futile resistance."

As she warned this suddenly appearing suspicious woman, her teammates had already gathered around them.

Thor steadily caught Mjolnir as it flew back into his hand from a distance, while rubbing his face, which had taken a kick from Little Red Riding Hood at the beginning, muttering:

"Although they are all strong, what I said at the beginning was still correct. Mass-produced goods ultimately cannot stop our advance."

"Come on, brother, if it wasn't for my help just now, you would have taken another kick in the same spot!"

Loki patted his older brother's chest, seemingly comforting but actually mocking.

"Thor, you're not reliving the feeling of being kicked in the face, are you?" Harley circled in front of Thor, revealing a sly smile identical to Dante's. "That Little Red Riding Hood is indeed cute, she's a beast-eared girl after all, maybe she hit your sweet spot?"

Agatha Harkness's originally calm, smiling face gradually began to twitch.

Couldn't these people just have a straightforward interaction between hero and villain before the final battle?

"Although I didn't hear it with my own ears, I just feel like someone is internally complaining about our Star Team's style."

A clear male voice came from the other side of the street.

The next moment, light merging red and green illuminated the earth.

"Bang!"

A perfect Superhero landing.

The Star Team didn't even need to look closely, even without the energy glow of the red and green rings, they could recognize Dante from his deliberately showy pose.

"Look in her hand! The Darkhold, disguised as Moon Girl, that old witch pretending to be young is holding my true form!"

The Darkhold, in the form of Moon Girl, wanted to leap over and fight Agatha.

But halfway through the jump, Devil Dinosaur caught him by the collar of his clothes.

"Good job, little dinosaur. I'll treat you to some feast later."

Dante gave the Devil Dinosaur a thumbs-up, and Devil Dinosaur made an OK sign with his short claws.

Then Dante turned his head and looked at Agatha Harkness.

"You went to great lengths to lure the Star Team here…"

"No, the Star Team is secondary."

Dante patted Wanda's shoulder.

"Actually, all you've ever wanted is Wanda, right?"

(To be continued.)

Chapter 107: Agatha’s Ambition

Dante's eyes were fixed on the Witch before him.

He hadn't come to this conclusion suddenly.

Rather, for a Witch like Agatha Harkness, Chaos Magic is the most attractive ability.

Bar none.

Even if she had already obtained the Darkhold through unknown means, the Black Magic and Chthon's power recorded within the Darkhold would sooner or later lead her objective toward the owner of Chaos Magic…

Either Chthon himself, or Wanda Maximoff.

But her ultimate goal remained unknown.

The main thing was that Agatha Harkness had too much of a fun-loving personality, making it hard to grasp her temperament and character. To say she was truly after power and conquest might not be accurate.

As of now, she had successfully met Wanda in this reality-distorting space, and had swapped the Darkhold's soul with Moon Girl's soul. It seemed she had completely taken control of the Darkhold.

The soul of a naive girl was much easier to control than this shameless book, the Darkhold.

"Wanda should have just informed you of our enforcement authority," Dante said to Agatha Harkness. "Dispel this reality-distorting space and release the ordinary people you have trapped within it. We can end all of this before you cause massive destruction."

He truly hoped this matter could end here.

Who the hell still remembered that this whole thing started because Fury's car was stolen, and he came looking for it because he was in the wrong?

What's the difference between going out to buy soy sauce and then running into the end of the world?

"Agent Dante…" Agatha Harkness didn't answer, instead she began to ingratiate herself with Dante. "Even in the magic world, you are a renowned existence."

"Capturing that scumbag Constantine alive and imprisoning him in an unknown secret location, we in the magic world held celebrations for several days because of it."

Constantine, just how hated are you?

It seems putting him on the Legends' ship was truly a good choice. Besides being prone to causing trouble, Constantine's Black Magic level is also one of the best, and most importantly…

If he stays on this timeline any longer, he'll probably be ganged up on by the magic world in a while.

However…

"No need to ingratiate yourself. Such behavior has no real meaning for stalling for time."

"I wasn't stalling for time." Agatha Harkness shook her head. "I was truly expressing my gratitude to you. After all… the Kursed Warriors just now have already successfully stalled for time."

Dante frowned upon hearing this.

The purpose of the Kursed Warrior was to stall for time?

Then what did she do with the time she gained?

Agatha Harkness directly opened the Darkhold, and the power belonging to Chthon and the source of all Black Magic enveloped the entire reality-distorting space.

And the Aether Particle fragments, which had detached from the bodies of the Kursed Warriors after they were defeated and converged on other Kursed Warriors to make them stronger, had now re-condensed into a single entity, slowly drilling into the Darkhold…

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Hela unhesitatingly unleashed her All Father-level power, firing the Nightsword.

Her intuition told her that if she didn't interrupt what was happening before her…

Things would not be good later.

Dante had the same thought, but it was futile.

Although the strength of the complete Aether Particle was far from the Reality Stone in the comics, it could still affect parts of reality.

Just as the three Nightswords were about to pierce Agatha Harkness's body, the Witch's body suddenly seemed to be enveloped by an untouchable membrane.

The Nightswords immediately hovered in front of her, then turned into a pile of dust.

Everyone on the Star Team gasped.

They knew Hela's strength best. Besides Dante, anyone who encountered Hela would only be beaten soundly.

And the Nightsword was an artifact-like existence. Even the true Adamantium bat in Harley Quinn's hand couldn't shake it in the slightest.

Even when Dante practiced fighting with Hela, his Will Green Light and raging red attacks combined could only knock the Nightsword away.

To turn it into dust like this was simply unheard of, unseen.

"Agatha Harkness!" Even Dante's expression gradually became serious now. "What exactly have you done? Weren't you trying to control Chaos Magic by luring Wanda here?"

"Controlling Chaos Magic through Wanda, I must admit that idea was indeed one of the options initially. But…" Agatha Harkness shook her head, a strange glint appearing in her eyes. "It's too boring. This entire world is simply too boring. I hope to make this world more interesting… a girl who has only initially grasped Chaos Magic cannot achieve all of this."

"Just boring?"

"Of course not!" Agatha Harkness's expression suddenly changed, becoming angry and sinister. "The various systems of magic are so profound and extensive, why must the magic world be confined to a corner? Why has science and technology become mainstream! Stupid telephones, with a cost of just a few dollars, can replace the long-distance communication magic of mages! And that disgusting internet, sharing all knowledge, making everyone equal and boring! After technology became mainstream, it even began to persecute the mages who were once high and mighty!"

As Agatha Harkness spoke, Black Magic power began to emanate from her entire body, and even her eyes were completely dyed pure black.

The Darkhold rubbed its eyes in disbelief and cursed:

"How is my original power being controlled by her? No, that kid named Moon Girl, has her soul controlled my main body so quickly? Where did this genius child come from?!"

Compared to whether Moon Girl was a genius, what Dante cared more about was what Agatha Harkness had just said…

She instantly transformed from a super fun-seeker to an extremist.

He hadn't expected this woman to have such a side.

But it was understandable. In the era Agatha Harkness was born, she was a true noble, high above, controlling the destinies of others…

It was excusable that she couldn't adapt to the current era…

Bullshit.

Even Hela, as the former Crown Prince of Asgard, could adapt. How could a minor noble like her not adapt?

Disgusting!

And what this extremist pursued was nothing more than eliminating technology and returning the world to an era ruled by the magic world and supernatural forces.

With this goal, and her possession of the Darkhold and the Aether Particle…

"Holy crap! This old hag!"

Dante slapped the Darkhold on its head!

"She's actually planning to manually create a dimensional passage to bring the true Chthon, who is exiled in other dimensions, back!"

(To be continued.)

Chapter 108: It’s You! Devil Dinosaur!

To manually create a dimensional passage, this matter is truly easy to handle.

But this "easy to handle" is only for the Dimensional Devil Gods.

For example, the Crimson Gems Cyttorak created can be seen as small dimensional passages, which usually only allow Crimson Energy to be transmitted from the Crimson Cosmos.

But in special circumstances, Cyttorak can also temporarily project people who touch the Crimson Gems into the Crimson Cosmos through them.

If the projection connection cannot be immediately severed, Cyttorak can transform the projection into a true body and keep the person in the Crimson Cosmos.

Last time, Dante almost fell into the trap of that red recluse. If it weren't for that minute in Ion Man form.

And now, Agatha Harkness wants to thoroughly summon Chthon, who was beaten to a pulp by her nephew, God Eater Atum, and fled to other dimensions, back to Earth by creating a reverse dimensional passage.

Wanda, as the sole possessor of Chaos Magic, is definitely the best host candidate.

Dante looked at Agatha's current state and couldn't help but give the Darkhold another big slap.

"Damn it! Dante, why are you hitting me? Don't think you can lay your hands on me just because I'm a book! I currently possess the body of a minor! Be careful, I'll make you suffer! Even saying 'but my house doesn't have an Underground Room at all' won't help!"

"You're a book, but you've watched a lot of movies." Dante rolled his eyes. "I hit you because you deserved it! Did you forget what abilities you have?"

"What abilities? It's hard for me to even kill someone now!"

"I'm talking about your abilities as Darkhold!" Dante grabbed the two upright, black, and hard topknots. "You haven't forgotten, have you, that besides being the source of Black Magic and forbidden knowledge, this book of yours also has the side effect of luring people to fall and making them extreme?"

"Is that a side effect? If you're not extreme enough, who could be ruthless enough to mess with those inexplicable Black Magic and forbidden knowledge! Even I, a book, get chills just reading about them!"

"You're quite clear-headed!"

"Nonsense, I'm just a vessel. The evil has always been the magic and knowledge recorded in the book, not the book itself!"

"Can the soul inside the Darkhold terminate this summoning ritual exclusive to Chthon?"

Dante finally revealed his purpose at the end.

As he expected, the soul of Darkhold had no loyalty to Chthon whatsoever…

Or rather, he didn't think Chthon returning to Earth was a good thing.

So, who is this soul?

It seems interesting things are happening one after another.

But the immediate priority is to interrupt Agatha Harkness's manual creation of the dimensional passage and the subsequent summoning ritual.

And Hela has just proven that even All Father-level attacks cannot affect the current Agatha Harkness when Darkhold and the Aether Particle are working together.

At this moment, Wanda, who had been silent since being called out, seemed to sense something…

"Captain! I think I understand what Agatha Harkness is planning!" Wanda was completely enveloped by the glow of Chaos Magic. "She isn't trying to create a dimensional passage large enough for Chthon to pass through, but rather to use Chthon's divinity contained within Darkhold as a coordinate to assimilate the entire reality-distorted space where Storybrooke Town is located with the dimension where Chthon resides! Once completed, Chthon, as a Dimensional Devil Gods, can directly descend here!"

Dante's scalp tingled even more upon hearing this.

Storybrooke Town?

It should be Assimilation Town!

But to be honest, a direct descent of the true body is much better than descending by possessing Wanda's body.

For no other reason…

Although it was Chthon who bestowed the power of Chaos Magic upon Wanda, who was kidnapped by the High Evolutionary.

However, Wanda's Chaos Magic, once it reaches its peak, is far stronger than Chthon's, the God of the Underworld.

This isn't "the student surpasses the master," but rather the exponential increase caused by the combination of Wanda's Mutant ability and Chaos Magic…

Probability manipulation plus Chaos Magic equals omnipotence.

Although multiple tests by Professor X and the X-Men team revealed that Wanda's Mutant ability had never awakened, and her X gene remained inactive, Dante couldn't take that gamble.

It's hard to say whether an ancient Old God like Chthon has the ability to directly activate Wanda's X gene.

Once activated, upon reaching the peak of her power, she would be an All-Universe-level deity, capable of casually manipulating the entire Universe like Happy Beans.

Such power, whether it appears on Chthon or Wanda, is not a good thing.

Chthon needs no mention. Most Old Gods of Earth are not good, and they won't treat humans as humans.

And Wanda…

After all, not everyone possesses the virtue and temperament of Superman.

Except for true "Gods," people with "God's" power are one disaster after another.

But now, attacks are basically ineffective…

Even the Will Green Light emitted by the three top-tier willpower users present might not be able to break through.

Although the Aether Particle cannot directly change the entire reality like the Reality Stone, within this reality-distorted space, it can effortlessly neutralize all their attacks.

Wait!?

Maybe no attack is needed?

Underneath that seemingly impenetrable defense, there's the soul of a genius girl!

"Devil Dinosaur!"

Dante immediately flew to the Devil Dinosaur's big head.

"Roar~? (Why are you calling me now?)"

"Can you contact Moon Girl… Of course, not this possessed body, I mean, Moon Girl's soul!"

Whether it's Marvel or DC, those telepathy, psychic transmission, and similar abilities, even if they are superpowers obtained through genetic mutation, due to their type, they will more or less be related to the soul!

If the Devil Dinosaur can contact Moon Girl and let her know what's happening outside…

As the current soul of Darkhold, she can directly interrupt Agatha Harkness's ritual from the root!

The Aether Particle's function is defense and environmental assimilation, but the core of summoning Chthon is still Darkhold's power and divinity, which are of the same origin as Chthon!

So it's decided! Devil Dinosaur!

Quickly use the soul long-distance call!

"Devil Dinosaur, please pay attention! Everything is up to you this time!"

"Roar~? (Attention? What attention?)"

(To be continued.)