Marvel Magic Case Files

Chapter 460 Supernatural Magic (First Update)

"You look terrible, Salomon. You look worse than a pile of shit." Little Lorna leaned closer, sniffing Salomon with a puzzled expression. Although he had already showered and changed into the shamanic robes, Salomon didn't like overly strong incense scents, so the robes only smelled of laundry detergent—he had put them in the washing machine instead of having them cleaned at the dry cleaners in the mortal world, which Kamar-Taj owned.

Fortunately, the shroud is of excellent quality and will not fade at all.

"Rosemary, is your girlfriend bothering you again?" Little Lorna threw a disdainful look at me. "Is that woman really that clingy? Or did you forget what you promised me today? I don't know why Sister Minerva agreed to you dating that witch. Or is it because she has magic that you like her?"

"I promise I haven't forgotten." Salomon awkwardly changed the subject, then turned his attention to little Lorna, "We're going to visit your family today, you can't dress like this."

Little Lorna looked down at her somewhat oversized leather jacket and jeans, then pointed to the baseball cap on her head. After receiving a negative answer, her expression became impatient, and she looked like she was trying to jump onto Salomon's back and take a bite.

"At least zip up your motorcycle jacket," Salomon rolled his eyes. "This is the first time I've ever seen someone wear a sports bra under a leather jacket. Don't forget the weather; even if I cast a spell to keep you warm, you'll still catch a cold with your belly exposed."

"I just finished exercising, you idiot!" Even though she said that, little Lorna obediently zipped up her jacket to avoid catching a cold tomorrow. According to Athena, little Lorna was all grown up now and absolutely couldn't be as careless about her clothes as she used to be.

At the very least, you can't just run around in a loose vest; that's Athena's exact words.

"You said I have a little sister and a little brother?" Little Lorna put her hands in her pockets, burying her chin in the collar of her black jacket. There was a pistol in that pocket; ever since Athena gave her permission to carry a gun, Little Lorna had kept it close at hand. Her expression suddenly became awkward. "You know I don't care too much about family ties. You and Minerva are my family. Do I really need to go see those two?"

"Whatever, seeing them is just a side goal anyway," Salomon said. "You've been nagging about stabilizing your superpowers for years, so I figured I'd test if it works for you. Your brothers and sisters in the multiverse just happen to be there too."

"Do you think we should prepare gifts for them?" Lorna pouted. "Will they call me 'sister'?"

"I'm sorry, Lorna, they might be older than you. In a parallel universe you'd be the older sister, but in this universe you'd be the younger sister." Salomon had seen some of Baron Strucker's experimental records. Although those records weren't very detailed, they did mention the age and gender of the test subjects. Those experimental records were Baron Strucker's way of proving his abilities to the other Serpent Kings, proving that it was right for Loki's scepter to be in his possession.

Baron Strucker certainly never imagined that the record would attract another shark.

"Can I go to another universe to see them?" Little Lorna rubbed the floor with the sole of her shoe, seemingly reluctant to see her relatives in the multiverse. "Also, will my superpowers be stronger than theirs?"

"It's difficult." Salomon grabbed little Lorna, who was trying to run away. "Let's go, we're in a hurry."

Wanda certainly hadn't expected anyone to break into her cell, especially two people. "Is she my 'little sister'?" Little Lorna emphasized certain words. "She doesn't look any different. She has red hair, and I have green hair. She's definitely not my sister."

"Who are you...?" Her question went unanswered.

The man in the red robe approached her, and the cold wind that rushed into the cell from the other end of the portal made the lightly dressed Wanda shiver. Salomon considerately closed the portal and then placed something fragrant and warm in front of her. Wanda huddled on the bed, and the green-haired girl swaggered to sit beside her, causing the red-haired girl to shrink back even further.

"What is this? Who are you?"

"This is a Chicago Baptist Beef Burrito, a sacred food. Today is Burrito Communion Day at the Burrito Church, and the burrito would love for you to eat it." Salomon sat at the other end of the bed, sandwiching Wanda between him and Lorna. The usually quiet cell suddenly became lively, making Wanda feel disoriented. By the time Wanda came to her senses, she was already holding a beef patty and eating it, as were the two people sitting next to her, who seemed to have come there just to eat.

Hydra guards walked past the transparent cells without glancing inside. Even the personnel on duty watching the cell monitors ignored the anomalies on the screens. Ever since Salomon entered the base, his magic had been influencing everyone there.

"I'm your older sister," Lorna said, finishing her food first and pointing at Wanda with an air of self-righteousness. "Although I'm younger than you in this universe, I'm your older sister in another. So you have to call me older sister!"

"I don't have an older sister or a younger sister, I only have a younger brother! Who are you guys?!" Wanda stopped chewing. She was surprised to find that her power was being suppressed as she tried to unleash it. The energy in her hand flickered like a faulty light bulb, and her attempt to read the two men's minds was inexplicably terminated.

Breaking a spell that is not yet fully formed is no challenge for Salomon; he doesn't even need to cast [Dispel Magic] to eliminate Wanda's abilities.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"A family picnic. It's not the best spot for a picnic, but at least you won't get hit by a big truck or a horse-riding savage, and there won't be any chattering Boy Scouts passing by. There are no crocodiles or annoying bugs here, making it the best picnic spot in this base." Salomon tried to relax Wanda by talking nonsense, and only after Wanda's expression relaxed a little did he begin to tell her part of the truth.

"Although you come from different families in this universe, she is indeed your relative in the multiverse. You share a common genome, and your superpowers come from the same person. The Celestials' blessings flow in your veins."

"What are you talking about?" Salomon's explanation failed to confuse Wanda, who remained completely bewildered, having no idea who these two uninvited guests were. Salomon and Lorna didn't bother to explain either; they had simply come to say hello.

Salomon had another idea.

He tried to understand what Wanda's abilities were, to comprehend the magical forms possessed by this tool created by the Great Shadow. Wanda was naturally a key focus of Kamar-Taj, but Salomon volunteered for the task. He had already suspected that the Great Shadow's magic, when combined with her own abilities, might form an even more mysterious kind of magic.

This kind of magic originates from the caster's own inherent qualities; it requires no incantations or special gestures, and is purely a mental activity. This type of magic is called "psychic magic," spells that use emotions as their raw material. According to Salomon's observations, Wanda is a standard hypnotist, a half-baked manipulator, a novice psychic, and a novice sorcerer who hasn't even touched the threshold of enlightenment.

The poor girl, from the moment she awakened her power, she began to owe Sithon a debt.

This debt is one that no one can afford to repay.

Please vote for me!

(End of this chapter)