Marvel Magic Case Files

Chapter 1550 The Lunar War (Sixty-Two)

Dara Ko Eke of the villain clan is well-known in certain circles in Attilan.

This was not only because of her blood relation to Matron Aladi Koeker, but also because she had perfected the development and training of her own abilities. Unlike other villainous Inhuman clans who chose to rely on a powerful and stable mutated body, she instead developed her mental strength, thus gaining abilities in another aspect.

Although the Inhumans created by the Kree Empire all possessed psychic mutant genes, the different ways in which psychic powers were expressed and the overly chaotic genetic mutations prevented many Inhumans from awakening their psychic abilities. Even after undergoing chemical mutations, they were unable to control the type, intensity, and form of their abilities once awakened. Dara Ko Eke was different. After awakening her psychic powers, she even went to the Attilan royal family to learn knowledge that only wizards could understand. Later, she was known as the "Omniscient One" because of her powerful prophetic abilities.

Rumors circulate that Dara Ko Eke is physically weak, yet she consistently triumphs in clan duels, even defeating opponents far stronger and faster than herself. Some dismiss this as hype, but only those who have engaged in ritual duels with her truly know what it feels like to have your every sword swing predicted, especially when your opponent's sword appears precisely where yours should be.

The title "Omniscient" is an exaggeration, but Dara Ko Eke's abilities are undeniable. She is not a naive mind reader like Crystal, who manipulates the elements with powerful psychic abilities; she is a psionicist capable of foreseeing the future. Black Bolt may disregard Matron Aladi Koeke's opinions, but he will absolutely not ignore Dara Ko Eke's words, because she is a member of the Clan Alliance's information support department. It was she who informed Black Bolt that it was necessary to go to the Chimerian Clan settlement, which had voluntarily closed its gates. Dara Ko Eke claimed that Black Bolt could uncover the truth of the war there.

And indeed, that's what happened; Black Bolt met the human king there.

"Psionicists?" Matriarch Aladi Ko Eke turned to the girl beside her. "You've never said how powerful the invaders' leader is, Dara Ko Eke! Some things you can say directly, including all the causes, consequences, and possibilities. We'll choose the most appropriate one instead of reciting riddles in secret. Why did the Terrigen missiles cause this war? How did humanity know we possessed the Terrigen missiles!"

"Because the Terrigen missiles pollute Earth's ecosystem, increasing the chances of genetic mutations in humans," Dara Ko Eke said calmly. "Cancer, genetic diseases, mental derangement, and psionic awakening—that's the price we pay for creating more Inhumans. That human king foresaw this future, so he chose to completely extinguish it. He wasn't just a prophet… I can't explain what I saw to those who lack that gift. I can only tell you that in my dream I saw only a golden light, like leaping flames, crashing down on Attilan Fortress. Then everything vanished, and I could see nothing more."

"If humans hadn't invaded Attiland, we wouldn't have done this!"

"We'll do it sooner or later, Mother. Even if humanity doesn't attack Attilan, another armed force from deep space will come to Attilan and destroy all life in this solar system." Dara Ko Eke ignored the constant whispers within the Gene Council. "When we're cornered, the Terrigen missiles will be our only option, and that's what we'll choose. Even if humanity manages to drive out the Void's enemy, even if the Attilan fortress completely falls, the Inhumans will rise again among the human race. This future is predicated on that human king not initiating this war, and that future has now been shattered. I see no trace of that branch of destiny."

"What does that mean?" asked Evo, the matriarch of the Ghost Clan. "You mean we've failed?"

Dara Ko Eke declined to say more.

No matter how much her mother, Matriarch Aladi Ko Eke, urged her, she refused to speak again, remaining lost in her own world. Completely oblivious to the whispers of surrender circulating within the Gene Council, Dara Ko Eke simply closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair. Attilan had other psionicists, but none possessed Dara Ko Eke's mystique and power; even her mother, Matriarch Aladi Ko Eke, couldn't handle her.

"The prophecy is merely a hint for the future." Black Bolt gestured, directing the others' attention back to him. "Regardless of ultimate victory, we must hold our ground. I will fight alongside all Inhuman warriors against the invaders, and the Attilan royal family will utilize all resources to help stabilize the front lines… To streamline procedures, I must propose several contingency plans." The other Attilan royal family members glared at Black Bolt, already guessing that he intended to use external pressure to consolidate royal power, potentially reclaiming the power previously divided among the royal members. Ostensibly a benevolent policy to shorten procedures, reduce red tape and corruption, and facilitate rapid response at the front, it was in reality a redistribution of royal power, yet no one could oppose these decisions.

After all, with these resolutions passed, they might still have a chance to survive.

Oppose these resolutions, and if the invaders storm into the Gene Council hall, everyone present will die.

Even the sewers in Attilan smell better than this.

The jailer hadn't come for a long time, and the accumulated excrement, rotting food, and decaying bodies of the starved constantly emitted a greasy stench. The moment the smell entered her nostrils, Crystal immediately bent over and vomited violently—she had initially tried to hold onto the wall, but the moment she touched the black mold covering it, she recoiled as if electrocuted—the vomiting was unstoppable, and she rolled on the ground like a ball after losing her balance. Crystal's chest and abdomen contracted violently as she dry-heaved, as if trying to expel her insides. When she finally managed to get used to the smell, the values ​​on the portable display screen mounted on her bodysuit indicated that the air she was breathing here was having a significant impact on her health.

In the dimly lit corridor, the voice was jarring, and the crystal's reaction piqued the interest of some of the still-living beings. She stumbled up the stairs, through the corridors, ignoring the insults, pleas, and curses hurled at her from the prisoners. Until, by virtue of her authority—passing through the most stringent security measures—including access level records such as genetic codes and psionic mechanical response codes—a remarkably magnetic voice came from the pitch-black cell, carrying the joy of long-awaited anticipation and the satisfaction of expected goodwill. "Whose ghost has come before me? A clown, a magician, or a prostitute?" Accompanied by the clanging of chains, a pair of weary eyes peered through the narrow peephole. "Ah, a blonde prostitute, that's quite rare. If it were in the past, I wouldn't mind having something happen with a ghost girl."

"It's me, I'm Crystal, Maximus."

Crystal wrinkled her nose and looked around. She saw that the anti-psychic device was still running continuously. The extremely chaotic psychic energy was like a whirlpool in the ocean, sucking all the nearby water into the whirlpool and swallowing it all up, disappearing into the bottomless whirlpool, and then returning to the sea.

"I need your help with something about my sister, Medusa."

(End of this chapter)