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[Frog] Chapter 255: Wanda’s Transformation
🕑 Added 2025-01-01 17:52:48 +0000 UTCSokovia, HYDRA’s research base, was suddenly engulfed by thick red mist. A surge of violent energy erupted from Wanda’s body. She looked at Alan in panic, unable to comprehend what was happening.
Alan landed back on the ground, sensing that the crimson energy was actively rejecting him. The pressure on his body was growing heavier by the moment.
While Alan could still move, Quicksilver couldn’t even stand upright.
“Get everyone out of here!” Alan shouted. “If you don’t, Wanda might kill them!”
“Why is this happening? What’s wrong with Wanda?” Quicksilver stammered, his words tumbling over each other.
Before he could finish, the red energy forcefully flung him several meters away. Realizing the gravity of the situation, Quicksilver finally believed Alan’s warning. Without hesitation, he disappeared into the base to alert everyone.
Wanda’s body began to levitate, the crimson energy holding her aloft. As Alan stepped closer, she looked at him with a pleading expression.
“What’s happening to my body?” she asked desperately.
Alan approached cautiously. The energy swirling around Wanda was unmistakably Chaos Magic, triggered by her connection to the Mind Stone.
He called out to the Red Queen, knowing she might be the only one capable of deciphering the mysteries of Chaos Magic.
The Red Queen materialized and immediately began analyzing Wanda. It was as if an invisible thread connected the two.
“What’s going on here?” Alan asked.
“I need three minutes to simulate the algorithms,” the Red Queen replied, her mind racing.
As the Red Queen worked, the effects of the runaway Chaos Magic became increasingly apparent. The ground within dozens of meters around Wanda began to decay and crumble, and the devastation continued to spread.
Chaos Magic embodied the forces of creation and destruction. Wanda’s inability to control it could lead to catastrophic consequences.
A deafening boom echoed as the ground beneath the research base turned to scorched earth. Everything around them withered and decayed.
Seeing the situation spiraling out of control, Alan charged forward, throwing his arms around Wanda.
In that instant, Wanda seemed to glimpse a beam of light descending from the crimson skies. She instinctively clung to Alan, her body feverishly hot.
“We need to find the Ancient One! If anyone can contain Chaos Magic, it’s the Sorcerer Supreme!” Alan declared.
He transformed into a streak of golden light and vanished, moving so quickly that even Quicksilver was left stunned.
In the Sanctum Sanctorum, the Ancient One abruptly returned from her meditative state. Hela, sensing her unease, asked, “What’s wrong?”
Without answering, the Ancient One hurriedly stood and waved her hands, opening the Sanctum’s doors. But her efforts were too slow—Alan had already crashed through them, carrying Wanda.
Chaos Magic flooded the Sanctum, enveloping it in an aura of destruction.
“This energy is Chaos Magic. Who is she?” the Ancient One asked, looking at Alan.
“There’s no time! Send her to your dimensional space!” Alan urged.
Understanding the urgency, the Ancient One wasted no time. She spread her hands before her chest, conjuring a golden portal.
Alan carried Wanda through the portal. Inside the dimensional space, the atmosphere was immediately consumed by the aura of decay.
“Her Chaos Magic is overwhelmingly strong!” the Ancient One exclaimed in shock.
Wanda, still unconscious, began to float again. Everyone instinctively stepped back—except Alan, who suddenly realized that Wanda had tightly gripped his hand.
“You can’t leave,” came a faint whisper. Alan looked at Wanda.
Though unconscious, her face was flushed with heat, and she seemed aware of everything around her.
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