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Chapter 115: Superman's Bloody Battle With The Witch! Supreme Gwen?
🕑 Added 2025-03-15 14:56:42 +0000 UTCOn the other side, Thor is contacting Heimdall, searching for Loki.
By the way, he was also inquiring about Aaron’s strength.
This time, he was truly clever.
Before facing Aaron in battle, one must first understand their opponent’s strength.
Thor had already been defeated by Aaron three times: once in Vanaheim, once in Asgard, and once in Midgard.
These three losses had left him questioning whether he could face Aaron again.
Thor even wondered if Aaron might be his “old enemy.”
After all, how could someone always defeat him?
He was the son of Odin, after all!
However, Heimdall didn’t provide much information.
Heimdall knew about Aaron from before the Washington incident.
After receiving the order to stop watching Aaron, he ceased paying attention to him.
Therefore, he wasn’t clear on Aaron’s recent power growth.
Heimdall thought for a moment before recounting the battle between Lun and Hulk.
Upon hearing that Aaron had defeated Hulk, a powerful opponent, relying solely on his physical strength, Thor immediately sensed the danger.
According to Heimdall, Hulk might not be weaker than Thor.
Yet, Aaron had crushed him with nothing but his fists.
This showed just how powerful Aaron’s physical strength was.
And it wasn’t the same as before.
If Aaron had once appeared like a magician, now he seemed more like a berserker—a brute who relied on sheer muscle.
"Heimdall, do you have any advice? Maybe some weakness of his?"
Thor was preparing to play dirty.
For a competition, if there are no strict rules, winning is all that matters.
"Weakness..."
Heimdall, whose eyes gleamed with golden light, was still searching for Loki and murmuring to himself.
Did Aaron even have a weakness?
From what he had observed, it seemed not.
His power surpassed Hulk’s, and in terms of magic, he bore the title of “Magic Six God.”
Naturally, he was unaware that Aaron’s true weakness lay in his intelligence and knowledge.
Aaron’s intelligence was 3, above average, but nowhere near a genius level.
Compared to someone like Tony Stark, it was laughable.
But compared to Thor...
It was more than enough.
Heimdall thought for a moment before tentatively suggesting, "Maybe... wine?"
He recalled how Thor and Aaron had once bragged and drank together.
With Thor’s legendary drinking capacity, he shouldn’t lose in this contest.
"Yes! Why didn’t I think of that?"
"I’ve never been afraid of anyone while drinking!"
Thor’s eyes lit up. He hadn’t had a drink with Aaron in ages, almost forgetting the fun they had.
We can’t fight, but drinking? That’s a different story.
"Found him!"
Heimdall suddenly froze.
He saw Loki!
At that moment, Loki was unaware that he had been spotted.
On a building, he stared blankly at the ruined New York City.
"Why did we lose?"
"A massive star fleet!"
"The army was overwhelming, yet we still lost?!"
This question consumed his mind.
Loki had never encountered a man capable of overwhelming an entire army alone.
In his mind, even someone as powerful as Odin would never be able to do such a thing.
Why could Aaron do what the King of Gods could not?
How had he achieved such feats?
What kind of magic was this?
How could such magic even exist in the world?!
A flood of questions rushed into Loki’s brain.
Aaron’s invincible figure had deeply shocked him.
Loki couldn’t fathom that someone could be so powerful!
Loki’s ambition stirred within him.
"So this is the power of magic?"
"If only I had this power..."
"Hey, I’ve been watching you for a long time. You and the Chitauri are allied, right?"
Tony Stark flew right in front of Loki, interrupting his thoughts.
With J.A.R.V.I.S.’s surveillance, Tony had already noticed Loki’s strange behavior.
Despite countless Chitauri passing by, none of them attacked him.
This anomaly was clear enough to reveal Loki’s true identity.
With his palms aimed at Loki, the energy of his palm cannon began to gather, ready to fire at any moment, thanks to J.A.R.V.I.S.’s lock-on.
"Come with me, sir!"
Loki examined Tony’s gear and, with a glance at the Mind Gem glowing on his scepter, an invisible energy field began to spread.
He smiled mysteriously. "As the prince of Asgard, no mere Midgardian can capture me."
"What!"
Tony Stark’s eyes widened in shock.
Asgardians!
Just then, the sound of tearing air filled the space behind them.
"Men of Midgard, he belongs to us!"
"Jean, the battle is over. There’s no need to maintain the barrier anymore."
Back at the residence, Aaron spoke warmly to Jean.
After the destruction of the holy place, the Chitauri that had tried to escape the atomic reorganization magic seemed to lose their self-awareness and fell one by one.
Large Leviathan biological warships also lost power.
This was the flaw of the Chitauri.
Each Zeta Swiss soldier was controlled by a shared consciousness. Once the main brain was destroyed, they became ineffective.
"I am Dark Phoenix!"
Dark Phoenix emphasized the point, then lowered the barrier.
"Alright, Dark Phoenix!"
Aaron smiled nonchalantly, noticing her defiance.
Despite her reconciliation with Jean, Dark Phoenix still preferred to be called by her title, refusing to fully integrate.
At this moment, Aaron noticed Gwen, looking uneasy.
"What's wrong, Gwen?"
Aaron glanced at her, puzzled. Gwen's demeanor was far from the bold, carefree personality of European and American women, and certainly different from the female spider he had imagined.
But then he understood—this was just one of countless parallel worlds, so different personalities were to be expected.
"Well... can I learn magic? If it's embarrassing, for example, if Asgard doesn’t allow magic to be taught outside, that’s fine," Gwen rambled.
"We don’t have that rule. But you want to learn magic? Why?" Aaron frowned.
Gwen, a good neighbor in New York, wanted to learn magic? She was on the wrong path!
Why was she heading towards becoming a magical female spider?
Gwen nervously fiddled with a cobweb, wrapping her index finger around it.
"You know... I’ve always wanted to be like my dad, someone who fights for justice. I want to do more with my strength."
"I want to gain power, a power like yours. If I become stronger, I can save more people."
"If you want to be as strong as me, it’ll take a lot of time, maybe even your whole life. Can you really accept that?" Aaron’s expression was strange.
Something about this didn’t sit right.
It was just a New York incident, and yet Gwen had so many thoughts.
Subconsciously, he felt something else had happened.
He noticed Amora smiling from the corner of his eye.
Feeling Aaron’s gaze, Amora seemed to take it as a sign of approval.
Sif spoke up. "Your maid is very enthusiastic about taking care of the little lamb—oh, I mean, the little Spider-Man."
Aaron had no idea Amora was responsible for this.
As an enchantress, Amora could easily coax Gwen without magic, and even without words, she could lead Gwen astray.
It seemed that Amora had influenced Gwen during the battle with the Chitauri.
"Does she really want to be a psychiatrist?" Aaron muttered.
He glared at Amora.
Amora met his gaze boldly, unfazed by the presence of others.
This girl was too daring!
It seemed he needed to set her straight.
With dangerous eyes, Aaron looked at Amora.
Amora responded with a playful wink.
"Master~, I was wrong. Please punish me severely! I will definitely correct my behavior..."
Sif, looking confused, asked, "What’s going on?"
Amora continued. "No matter what you do, master, I will accept it. Teacher..."
Sif was more confused than ever.
Aaron spoke meaningfully, "You wait for me!"
Amora nodded eagerly.
Gwen, who had been hesitant, now seemed to make up her mind, her decision firm.
"Yes! I want to learn! Teacher!"
Is this calling him teacher?
Aaron, now with a female apprentice, felt strangely out of place.
Just a year ago, he had been the apprentice in the magical world.
And now...
Well, the magical female spider had gone off track.
Magic Spider Gwen was officially online!
Aaron didn’t refuse. Teaching others was no big deal to him.
He also wanted to experiment.
Since Dimension Lordscould lend magic and mana to others, maybe he could do the same?
After all, he was a special Dimensional Lord.
Was it time to spread some legends of his own?
Wouldn't it be nice to gain disciples, build followers, and make his name known throughout the multiverse?
Aaron remembered what Frigga had told him long ago.
As a god, you need your own legend, so that your myth spreads far and wide.
Why had Frigga said that?
Was it simply for the glory of Asgard?
Aaron doubted it. All of Asgard craved glory and the telling of their stories.
But there was more to it.
He’d wanted to ask Amora, but she didn’t understand.
He was going to test it himself.
Earth was the perfect place for such an experiment.
As for teaching magic,
Aaron had grown using divine gifts, but he had accumulated a wealth of magical knowledge, a mysterious sensation in his mind.
He could even pass on advanced magic to others.
However, powerful magic required vast amounts of mana.
The requirements were too high for ordinary people.
"Since you want to learn magic, you should explain things to your family and your studies on Earth. What will you do?"
Gwen hesitated again.
She wasn’t sure how to explain this to her parents.
Fortunately, her house was nearby and protected by Dark Phoenix.
Despite her father, George, being the police chief, he couldn’t interfere with the chaos in New York.
As a good girl, Gwen had trouble convincing her parents to let her drop out of school to learn magic.
But now, she was serious about it.
"All the books you need are here. I wasn’t sure how many you’d need, so I brought everything from junior high to university."
Dark Phoenix stretched, showing off her perfect form.
It wasn’t exhaustion; she’d just been uncomfortable after a certain movement.
For Dark Phoenix, the Chitauri were nothing but cannon fodder.
If it weren’t for Aaron's experiment, Dark Phoenix alone could have wiped out the Chitauri fleet.
"Well done. So, is it Dark Phoenix now, or should it be called Jean?" Aaron asked playfully.
"Call it whatever you want. I don't mind."
Looks like it was Jean now.
Aaron smiled.
Although sometimes it was hard to tell Jean apart from Dark Phoenix, their different styles always left a lasting impression.
Looking at the pile of physics books Jean had brought back, Aaron felt a headache coming on.
He never expected to go back to learning physics at his age...
"Physics?"
"Actually, I can help with that!"
"How about you teach me magic, and I’ll teach you physics?"
As soon as physics was mentioned, Gwen’s energy skyrocketed.
She was the top student in her class, a perfectionist in physics.
If not for some minor points, Gwen would have had a perfect score.
"Alright, don’t overthink it. I don’t want to learn this either," Aaron rolled his eyes.
She still wanted to be his teacher?
If not for the fear that Gwen wouldn’t understand, Aaron would have even tried to teach her in baby steps.
Looking up at the sky, it was evening.
Aaron first gave Gwen the most basic Asgard meditation techniques.
After instructing her to study on her own, he headed back upstairs to begin his own study.
However, Amora’s arrival interrupted his plans.
"Master, rare opportunities come only once. Maybe we should... discuss this further?"
"You’ve asked for it!"
Aaron immediately activated his Superman form.
The stage was set for an epic showdown between Superman and the Witch.
And with a silent enchantment in place, the drama was about to unfold.
Meanwhile, downstairs, Jean, who was cleaning, suddenly paused.
She raised her head, furrowing her brows.
A moment later, she dropped the mop and rushed upstairs.
Sif and Gwen looked at each other, puzzled.
What had happened?
But when they saw no movement from upstairs, they resumed their tasks.
I don't know how many light-years away, on a battleship resembling the Holy Place, Thanos sat on his throne, awaiting good news from the front.
At that moment, Ebony Maw hurried toward him.
"Master, something's happened on Tian!" he exclaimed.
"The Holy Place has been completely lost!"
"Before we lost contact, they sent this message."
Thanos raised his hand, signaling for Ebony Maw to present it.
Ebony Maw immediately activated a projection, displaying the message.
"Master, we’ve been deceived!" Ebony Maw said urgently.
"Humans are not the primitive, inferior beings we thought. They are far more terrifying than any cosmic empire!"
"You must not fight them. If you do, you will die!"
Ebony Maw looked at Thanos, his fear evident.
Although Thanos smiled, there was an unmistakable and boundless fury hidden beneath it.
His master was angry.
