"Wait? Who is the kind one?"
838 Cosmic Namor wasn't finished.
A flash of light appeared, and the entire person was teleported by Aron's move into the tentacle dimension.
Namor from the main universe froze and swallowed hard.
Quaggs!
This guy was called kind by Aron.
That's the dimensional demon god who once shattered Thanos' entire fleet in space!
That's a nightmare for everyone on Earth!
Namor still remembers.
When Quaggs burst out of the dimensional rift.
That wildly extending tentacle was 10,000 meters long!
With a single swing.
A starship that required the best efforts from you and others to destroy was like a toy in its hands!
"Your Highness Aron, nothing will happen to 838 Namor, right?"
Namor asked.
Aron glanced at the Namor from the main universe.
"You want to go take a look?"
"No, no, no! After all, I still have business! Mordo? Didn't you say you were going to do a facial mask?"
"Hurry up, I brought the Atlantean mask!"
Namor found a reason to slip away.
Aron didn't bother dealing with him.
"Let's go, Morgan."
Aron waved.
Case closed! Back to the scoreboard!
Aron didn't have time to mess around with these kids.
"Yes, Mr. Aron."
Morgan replied.
Behind Morgan, Tony followed resentfully.
Seeing that Aron and the two of them were leaving.
Tony took two quick steps and patted Aron on the shoulder.
"Aron, take good care of my daughter!"
"?"
He looked at Tony, who seemed calm like an old father.
Aron kicked him away, and then Diana gave him another kick.
"A kind father, huh?"
"Take care of her, huh?"
"Son-in-law, huh?"
Seeing that Aron was so angry, Morgan unknowingly stepped forward and quietly gave him a kick too.
After venting.
Aron straightened his collar.
"Don't let me see you next time, if I see you, I'll beat you up! Let's go, Morgan!"
A portal opened and closed.
Watching Aron and Morgan leave.
Tony collapsed to the ground; a tear rolled down from his eye, with a blue nose and a swollen face.
Namor from the main universe, who had left and returned, looked at the bruised Tony, sighed, and squatted down.
"I really envy you, you get to be beaten by Mr. Aron."
Tony: "?"
...…
Back at the New York Sanctum.
As soon as Aron's feet touched the ground, a thin figure approached and looked up at him.
"Are you the Mr. Aron my sister talked about?"
"Huh?"
Aron looked down at this strange but familiar little loli.
He froze in surprise.
In Marvel, you land and pick up a loli, how many years do you get?
"You're not a little sister, who are you?"
Aron grabbed the little loli's head, pushed her forward a bit, and stared.
Wanda!?
How did you become so small?
As Aron wondered, he immediately felt the energy inside the little loli's body.
That's not it!
It's not Wanda!
"Who the hell are you? If you don't say right now, believe it or not, uncle will take you to the Dark Dimension?" Aron said with a wicked smile.
Morgan curiously watched from the side and couldn't help but step forward and touch her.
"My name is Wanda."
"My sister brought me back."
The little loli pulled away from Morgan's touch and, face blushing, ran back.
She threw herself into the arms of Wanda, who had appeared.
"What's going on?"
"Did you bring her from a parallel universe?"
Aron looked at the little loli, then at Wanda.
Wanda from the main universe nodded.
"Didn't I stop you earlier? Didn't I tell you not to provoke another Wanda? And now I've brought you one myself."
"Bring one I don't have problems with… Wait, wrong! Why is she so small!"
Aron asked, confused.
The little Wanda in front of him looked to be no more than ten years old.
Her face blushed, her body delicate.
"This is the most suitable Wanda I found in a parallel universe."
"There's no bunny girl Wanda?"
Aron, suspicious.
"No…"
Wanda's gaze flickered.
"No Dark Wanda?"
"No…"
"No swimsuit Wanda?"
"No…"
"This one will do!"
"There really isn't!"
Seeing that Aron was speaking more and more nonsense.
Black Cat, Morgan, Diana, and the others on the side all perked up their ears.
Wanda quickly interrupted Aron.
She leaned to Aron's ear and whispered.
"Little Wanda is really pitiful. In her universe, she's the only one left. Pietro didn't survive the initial trial, and other friends are gone too, leaving her alone…"
Seeing Wanda playing the emotional card.
Aron raised his hands in surrender.
Then there's no helping it.
"Little Wanda, come here."
Little Wanda walked slowly.
Aron touched little Wanda's head and remembered the first time he met Wanda (the first time).
"Go, sit at the table with little Groot. From now on, practice technique well and collect every coin, understand?"
Little Wanda said she didn't understand.
She only felt a large hand on her head.
There was a warmth in it that she had never felt before.
The next moment.
She was pulled in by little Groot.
"Wooden man?"
"I'm Groot!"
(Hello, my name is Groot!)
Little Groot waved his little hand.
Seeing that little Groot didn't seem aggressive.
Little Wanda got up, then, guided by little Groot, joined the legendary gaming training!
Aron nodded with satisfaction.
Looking approvingly at little Wanda who had started down the path of e-sports.
Then.
He smiled, turned his head, and looked at Wanda.
"Her situation is resolved, will you give me an explanation now?"
"I… What did I say…"
"You dare play dumb! Family discipline is now in effect!"
When Aron said that, he opened a dimensional portal and vanished.
"How did he just leave?"
Black Cat was stunned.
"Did we joke too much and make him mad?"
Diana, concerned.
"Mr. Aron shouldn't be so petty."
America shook her head.
The next moment.
In the crowd.
Wanda suddenly screamed.
"Ah! What are you doing here?"
"No, no, don't touch everywhere!"
"No! I didn't, really!"
"I was wrong, Aron, uu~"
Then Wanda disappeared.
The women looked at each other.
The very next moment, they all fell silent, probably guessing what was happening.
Each went back to their own business.
...…
A lot of time passed.
Aron returned to the New York Sanctum refreshed.
Little Wanda was sitting on the sofa with a serious face, staring at the phone in her hand.
Little Groot was playing beside her.
"I'm Groot!"
(Auto attack! Hurry, auto attack! Minions are economy!)
"I'm Groot…"
(At this moment you should immediately use your movement skill, otherwise you won't be able to escape…)
"I'm Groot?"
(No, go for damage! Why are you playing support?)
Aron listened from the side.
Suddenly said.
"No, I mean, Groot."
"Are you sure she understands what you're saying?"
Aron came closer, watched for a long time, then pointed at focused little Wanda and said.
"I'm Groot?"
Little Groot was stunned.
Then he went into a corner and started drawing circles.
Turns out I've been talking to myself the whole time…
Aron patted little Wanda on the head.
"Mr. Aron! You… you're back…"
Little Wanda felt the warmth on her head.
She looked up in panic and greeted him cautiously.
"It's fine, keep playing, keep playing, little Wanda, you're very talented."
After the encouragement, little Wanda nodded happily.
She lowered her head again and continued to practice.
Aron smiled with satisfaction.
Then the expression on his face froze.
"Wait… isn't this my original hero, how did it switch to this hero?"