The heavily armed robot soldiers were like paper in front of Wanda. Scarlet energy surged in her hands, and with a casual wave, she tore the robots apart. One robot's head hit the ground, still emitting meaningless sounds: "Ultron… Ultron…"
Seeing this, Tony outside the screen became more confident in his theory. The Ultron program he had created had succeeded in Universe 838!. It seemed that his failure in Universe 616 was just an accident, not a mistake. That thought instantly lifted Tony's mood.
When blonde-haired Captain Carter appeared on the screen, Tony couldn't help but whistle and flirted habitually, "Tsk, no wonder Steve can't forget her. She really is a beauty!"
Pepper rolled her eyes and stared coldly at him. "If you dare to be her romantic rival, I suggest you start working out more. Otherwise, I'm afraid he'll punch you to death."
Tony's mouth twitched as he let out an awkward chuckle. "I'm not a barbarian. Why would I fight a super-soldier? My solution would be to build a suit—an anti-Captain America armor!"
Pepper scoffed. "You're so smart, but during the Civil War, instead of building an anti-Cap suit, you went to ask a teenage boy for help?"
Tony straightened up proudly. "Can't you see? Future me during Civil War was just playing around with Steve! If I really wanted to take him down, I could've locked him up. After all, we've fought monsters together. I value friendship!"
Pepper didn't bother arguing. Her attention had turned back to the screen.
There, Wanda was wearing casual clothes, stained from the earlier battle. Her beautiful face was smudged with dark oil stains that looked like blood. At first glance, she looked like a villain straight out of a murder scene.
Honestly, judging from her actions, she had earned the title of "Scarlet Witch." If those robot soldiers had been real people, the building would already be swimming in blood.
Standing in her way were Captain Carter, Black Bolt, Captain Marvel, and Mister Fantastic.
Reed seemed to possess supernatural powers, his limbs stretching freely like rubber.
He stared solemnly at Wanda, trying to reason with her. "Stop this, Wanda. You've taken over an innocent woman's body, but it's not too late to do the right thing. Let her go. Please—I have children too."
He tried to appeal to her as a fellow parent.
But Wanda asked coldly, "Is their mother still alive?"
Reed didn't understand the question but answered, "Yes. She's alive."
Wanda's face remained expressionless. The oil on her cheeks made her striking face appear eerie. "Good. Then your kids won't be orphans."
Her meaning was clear—she had no intention of stopping.
Reed's expression darkened. Since talking failed, he glanced at the Inhuman leader beside him and threatened, "Wanda, Black Bolt can destroy you with one whisper from his mouth."
Wanda remained unfazed, a hint of mockery in her eyes. "What mouth?"
Just as she finished, Black Bolt suddenly realized in horror—his mouth was gone!
He frantically touched his face. The area under his nose was smooth—completely sealed.
Panic set in. He instinctively tried to scream—
Big mistake.
The sound erupted from his throat, but without an outlet, the massive energy of his voice exploded inside his own mouth!
His head caved in on one side, his face trembled loosely, and the bones underneath had likely liquefied just like his skull.
The sudden, gruesome scene shocked the rest of the Illuminati and the audience watching outside the screen.
They'd already witnessed Black Bolt's terrifying power earlier—he had vaporized Doctor Strange in Universe 838 with a single word.
And let's not forget the Illuminati had taken down Thanos, even when he had four Infinity Stones. That feat alone proved their strength.
But against Wanda, everything fell apart. With just a few words, she killed Black Bolt—by making him die from his own power. The humiliation of that death was unbearable.
Tony stared wide-eyed and muttered, "How stupid! Reed revealed Black Bolt's power the moment they met. He basically got him killed. And he's supposed to be the smartest man on Earth?"
In the Eternal Space, Stephen frowned and echoed the sentiment. "Wanda shouldn't have known about the Illuminati's abilities. Black Bolt's power is meant for surprise attacks. Reed shouldn't have given that away."
Peter spoke up in Reed's defense. "He probably wanted to scare her into backing down."
Stephen shook his head. "If Wanda was that easy to reason with, we wouldn't be here. It wasn't Wanda they lost to—it was their own arrogance. After defeating Thanos, they became overconfident."
Peter and Pietro exchanged glances, both nodding at Stephen's analysis.
From the beginning, the Illuminati had underestimated Wanda. Even after Stephen's repeated warnings, they didn't see her as a real threat.
Maybe after defeating Thanos, they fell into the trap of hubris.
If they had taken Wanda more seriously and learned about her powers, maybe they wouldn't have given away a major player right at the start—and in such a spectacularly stupid way!
On screen, Black Bolt collapsed with his head smashed. Furious, Reed launched his arm at Wanda, stretching across the room like a rubber band.
But Wanda simply raised her hand, casting her magic, and instantly immobilized him.
Reed floated in mid-air, completely helpless. His limbs stretched against his will, arms and legs unraveling like bloody ribbons.
Then, like an exploding party streamer, Reed Richards burst apart in mid-air.
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