He was selling gashapon toys in Marvel Studios, and at the beginning, Tony turned into Kuuga.

Training Course.

The simulated being, Kang, condensed and took shape once more.

Wanda stood thirty meters away, holding a cane in each hand.

"Output mode?" The ruby ​​wand automatically switched to the combat channel, and the playful tone disappeared.

"Full power".

"Full power output confirmed, but I suggest you start at 30%, considering your physique... tsk tsk!"

"Full power".

"Yes, my queen."

Wanda raised her right hand, and a fist-sized pink-gold sphere of light gathered at the top of the Ruby Star.

At the same time, the tip of the bird-headed staff in his left hand emitted a dark red chaotic pulse.

The two energies collided, intertwined, and merged three meters in front of her.

The pinkish-gold sphere of light expanded rapidly, growing from the size of a fist to the size of a watermelon, and then from the size of a watermelon to... an energy sphere with a diameter of one meter.

The energy density on the surface of the sphere was so high that tiny cracks began to appear on the walls of the training field.

"This value..." Jane's bracelet emitted a piercing alarm, and she unconsciously took a step back.

"Fire," Wanda whispered.

A giant, pink-gold energy ball flew out of his hand.

The simulated entity instinctively activated its full-power shield, and a purplish-black devouring force field bloomed on its surface.

The moment the orb of light struck the shield, a dull thud resounded across the training ground.

The shield is absorbing energy.

As before, the pinkish-gold light on the contact surface was being rapidly decomposed and absorbed.

But the speed is not fast enough.

The shield's absorption speed couldn't keep up with Wanda's infusion speed.

Chaotic magic is irrational; it does not follow any known energy conversion formulas.

It only outputs, endlessly outputting.

The shield began to vibrate.

The first crack appeared on the purplish-black force field surface.

Then comes the second course.

The third way.

"what!"

Wanda roared and thrust both staffs forward simultaneously, injecting the final wave of chaotic pulses into the sphere of light.

Click!

The shield shattered.

A torrent of pinkish-gold energy pierced through the shattered force field. The simulated object, Kang, dodged to the side, and the beam grazed past its shoulder before slamming directly into the back wall of the training ground.

The entire wall was cracked open with spiderweb-like fissures, extending more than ten meters to both sides.

The training ground shook violently for three seconds before returning to calm.

Wanda put down her cane and gasped for breath.

"The shield... was breached?"

Pietro's voice came from the top of the stairs, trembling noticeably.

He held up his phone, pointed the camera at Wanda, and started snapping photos rapidly.

Click, click!

"Pietro Maximov!"

Wanda had just come out of her transformed state, still radiating the afterglow of chaotic energy, when she saw her older brother squatting at the bottom of the stairs, holding up his phone.

"Delete it."

"I won't delete it." Pietro stuffed his phone into his pocket, patted the pocket, and said, "This is your moment in the spotlight!"

Wanda flicked her right hand, and three dark red magic vines emerged from the cracks in the floor, wrapping around Pietro's feet and waist respectively.

"Aww!"

Pietro was hanging upside down in mid-air, his head about 1.5 meters off the ground, and his cell phone slipped out of his pocket.

Wanda reached out to take it.

Pietro twisted his body and, while suspended, used supersonic speed to launch the phone into his other hand.

"Aren't you afraid I'll hang you up until tomorrow morning?" Wanda looked up at him.

"You can't bear to part with it."

Pietro swung around in mid-air, his grinning face making Wanda's temples throb.

"Alright, alright." Darcy squeezed in and patted the vines twice. "Business is important. You siblings can fight another day."

Wanda took three deep breaths and loosened the vines.

Pietro flipped over and landed steadily, still clutching his phone tightly.

"The data from that last shot is out."

Jane activated the holographic projection on her wristband, and several sets of numbers floated in front of everyone.

"At the moment the shield shattered, I captured an extremely short energy waveform."

"What waveform?" Doctor Strange walked over, his cloak automatically unfolding to shield him from the falling debris.

"The shield is not breached by the total amount of energy."

Jane zoomed in on one set of data and drew a circle on the hologram with her finger.

"Wanda's chaotic magic frequency happened to resonate with a certain micro-frequency band of the shield, causing the shield structure to collapse from the inside."

"So the key isn't how fiercely they fight?" Steve interjected.

"It's frequency."

The ruby ​​wand stopped its talkative mode at the right moment, the ruby ​​at the tip of the wand flashed twice, and a sophisticated three-dimensional waveform was projected from it.

"This is the complete spectrum of the shield at the moment it shattered." The wand's tone became serious. "The underlying logic of the devouring shield is to unify the frequency of all external energy fluctuations to zero, and then absorb them."

"But every type of shield has a specific frequency band that cannot be reset to zero, because that frequency band is the very basis for the shield's existence."

"For example... you can't cut the scissors themselves with scissors."

"What is this inherent frequency band?" Doctor Strange pressed.

The waveform projected by the ruby ​​was magnified three times, with one section marked in bright red.

"It's been noted down." Jane's bracelet emitted a crisp notification sound. "The data has been synchronized to Vision's network."

"Tony and Harry should receive it and should be able to crack it soon." Steve nodded, his shoulders relaxing slightly.

With this frequency band data, Tony's reverse engineering team had a precise target, eliminating the need for searching for a needle in a haystack.

The tense atmosphere that had lasted all day finally eased up.

"Alright, next one."

Li Ang stood up from behind the counter and flicked the remaining gashapon capsules in the box with his fingers.

Star-Lord poked his head out, a power bar he'd somehow gotten his hands on dangling from his mouth.

"I can't wait."

Star-Lord's chin was slightly raised, and his left hand was casually resting on the holster at his waist.

"Everyone," Star-Lord cleared his throat and looked around.

"I, Peter Quill, may not boast about anything else, but when it comes to luck..." He gave himself a thumbs up, "I've never been afraid of anyone."

"I'll accept the Power Gem empty-handed."

"My god-like father, I personally hammered him."

"Last time I won a prize, it was a sexy pistol. The six little figures were talkative, but they were actually quite useful."

He grabbed the gashapon capsule with one hand and gave everyone an OK sign with the other.

"Watch closely."

Click.

The gashapon capsule cracked.

There was no golden light.

There was no silver sheen.

It didn't even flash.

The capsule toy shell broke in two and fell to the ground, from which rolled out... a sword.

To be precise, it's an antique-style iron sword that looks like it was bought from the University of Tokyo.

"Wardfa?"