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Chapter 135 The Scarlet Witch's Night Raid

"Loss, you said that one person alone cannot shoulder the burden of the world's safety."

Inside the studio, Tony Stark watched Los's retreating figure, his voice trembling with emotion. "But you clearly could do it, yet you said I couldn't. Isn't that just another form of arrogance?"

Tony clenched his fist and continued in a deep voice, "We can't rely on you for everything; that would be a burden for you too!"

Los knew it.

Iron Man wasn't blaming him, but rather putting pressure on himself, which was also the source of the other man's anxiety and insomnia.

Los suddenly remembered the Iron House theory.

Faced with the current situation of alien forces and divine invasion, the world is like an indestructible iron house, in which countless humans are asleep in a daze, and the genius Iron Man belongs to the few who are awake.

It is precisely because of this clear-headedness and awareness of the gap between oneself and the outside world and higher dimensions that one feels despair.

Tony hates his own powerlessness. Even with his Iron Man armor and groundbreaking knowledge, he can't catch up with Los's superhuman strength and fight alongside him.

Tony took a deep breath, recalling the second point Los had raised earlier, and muttered to himself, "Los, if you want to, no law or order can bind you, and you can ultimately achieve world peace, right?"

"Tony!"

Banner's expression changed, and he suddenly shouted, interrupting Tony's words.

Tony jolted awake from his daze.

His eyes looked somewhat confused. What had he just said?

If the outside world were to find out about his idea of ​​being above the law, those in higher positions could even convict him of treason!

Without turning around, Ross calmly said, "Tony, your mind was disturbed by Wanda's abilities during the day, and your mind may still be in a state of confusion. Get some rest."

With that, he left the studio.

As they boarded the elevator, Los's X-ray vision revealed a deep-seated worry in Tony Stark.

Just as he had guessed, Iron Man was a natural fit for the Injustice League. First of all, rather than seeking revenge later, Iron Man wanted to prevent problems before they arose and nip potential crises in the bud.

Secondly, he has always looked down on high-ranking officials and the law, belonging to the highly rational faction of superheroes.

As long as it can save the world, I am willing to trample on the rules and sacrifice my own life.

Los pondered to himself.

Currently, the Injustice League has a number of potential members.

Soldier Boy, Iron Man, Skye, and Spider-Man.

Oh, and there's also the indispensable talent pool with a comprehensive skill set—

Los suddenly looked up, his X-ray vision piercing through to his bedroom on the top floor of the building.

A tall figure quietly slipped into the room, which should have been empty.

There's quite a lot to take care of tonight.

Los remained expressionless, pretending not to know, and continued to take the elevator back to the top floor of Stark Tower.

The bedroom was dark, with the lights off.

Turn off the lights in the living room.

Just as Los pushed open the half-closed door and stepped into the pitch-black bedroom, a pair of small, fair hands rose from behind the door and reached out towards the back of Los's head.

Her waist-length dark gold hair and white nightgown swayed slightly, and a crimson magic emanated in the dark and silent room.

Even the girl's clear, bright eyes were enveloped in a bewitching crimson light.

Los made no reaction; his towering steel body was permeated by crimson magic, and his eyes also turned crimson.

He stood motionless in the bedroom, as if he were being controlled.

Huhu.

Wanda, who had been holding her breath, finally opened her mouth to breathe after walking barefoot out from behind the door, and placed her hand on Los's back.

Her eyes were focused, her hands maintaining a constant, full output of crimson magic, her mind in turmoil.

Within the Soul Space.

As Los's consciousness plummeted, the Injustice Superman and the ghost of Iron Man, who were connected to him, all looked at him.

"Mind-based magic is truly impossible to defend against."

Los shook his drowsy head.

His biofield and steel body are sufficient to withstand most attacks on the physical and energy levels of the universe.

However, mental and magical abilities can often ignore physical defenses.

Of course, if Los wanted, he could take down Wanda before she could launch a magical sneak attack.

Also.

Los, who possesses a soul space, and the two top undead connected to him, are able to counter this kind of mind manipulation.

Ultimately, it's because you're not strong enough.

The undead Unjust Superman, with disheveled hair, opened his domineering eyes and whispered, "If you are strong enough, even if mind magic can ignore defenses, it cannot interfere with your will that surpasses everything."

Los nodded knowingly.

He never arrogantly believed that he was invincible, especially in the diverse power systems of the Marvel Universe.

I'm just a Kryptonian warrior who hasn't been exposed to the yellow sun's radiation for a full year. I'm far from being as strong as Superman, not to mention that even Superman suffers a lot of hidden losses due to weak magic and mind manipulation.

Iron Man's ghost spoke up: "If you obtain the Mind Stone, as long as you carry it with you, you will be immune to mind-based attacks."

Los asked, "So, once I collect all six Infinity Stones, I'll have a passive ability to be immune to any form of attack, even without actively using them?"

Iron Man's ghost nodded. "You could say that, provided your body can withstand the power of the Infinity Stones."

Los narrowed his eyes slightly.

Iron Man's ghost's mission was to collect the six Infinity Stones in the real world, but it didn't specify what he needed to do after collecting them.

It seems that Iron Man's ghost has no selfish motives whatsoever.

But is that really the case?

The Iron Man ghost before us is not the same person as the Iron Man who is still alive in reality.

Los collected his thoughts.

Because of the firewall formed by the two top undead in the soul space, he, who is immune to mind manipulation, is trying to subdue the little witch in reality.

But at this moment...

In a bedroom on the top floor of the Stark Tower in real life.

Los could sense a slight fluctuation in the space gem embedded in the smart nanowatch.

Again.

A mysterious person is watching from the shadows!

Los's super vision and super hearing, as always, failed to detect the potential spy, who must have used magic or was in another dimension.

Realizing this, Los, who originally wanted to subdue Wanda, did not act rashly. He continued to pretend to maintain his chaotic state of being manipulated by magic, with a dazed look in his eyes.

"It's a success."

Inside the dark bedroom.

Sweat-dampened temples clung to the girl's cool face. Wanda looked at the stunned black-haired youth before her with delight, crimson magic spreading through the room like mist.

So what about Mr. Superman, or God among men? She still managed to take them all down!

By the way, give it a try.

Wanda, cautiously placing her hands on her slender waist, commanded the mentally confused Los, "Call me 'Miss Wanda'!"

Los looked at Wanda, and their eyes met.

Looking into the young man's dark eyes, Wanda's heart skipped a beat.

Just as Wanda was panicking, Ross, who had been silent all along, spoke softly: "Miss Wanda."

Wanda took a deep breath, her delicate face flushed, and she couldn't help but clench her small hands and wave them forcefully.

It really did!