Marvel: I Awake the Little Cosmos-Chapter 612 - 581: Hawk and Sella

"Fuck!"

"Shit!"

"Damn it..."

At this moment, Sella was lying in the healing chamber, letting the machine repair his body, which was almost pierced by the Scarlet Witch, while furiously raging.

He had considered the possibility that the manufactured Scarlet Witch might retaliate after learning the truth.

Sella had been on guard.

Ever since he took over the body that was somewhat like Hawk’s, his interactions with the Scarlet Witch were based on his memories. For this purpose, he even endured the awkwardness of being on equal footing with a tool he created.

But in the end, he still failed.

He almost got taken down by the Scarlet Witch, and if Icarus hadn’t arrived in time, he might have been torn apart.

Physically torn apart.

Yet again.

Unlike creating the Eternal Race, when creating the Scarlet Witch, Sella didn’t add any restrictions.

And to make this created Scarlet Witch akin to the real Wanda, he even gave her a portion of his authority, which is why the current Scarlet Witch could simulate the Crimson Chaos Magic only possessed by the real Wanda.

But this is not truly the Crimson Chaos Magic.

Rather, it’s...

"The Time Law."

"What?"

"Interesting."

On Skull Island, Hawk, after exploring the fundamental nature of the Scarlet Witch’s Chaos Magic with Wanda, couldn’t help but stroke his chin: "Sella really went all out, it could be called his final dance."

Wanda looked at Hawk stroking his chin and frowned.

"What do you mean?"

"It wasn’t Sella who repelled you, was it?"

Hawk didn’t answer Wanda’s question but looked at the Scarlet Witch instead.

The Scarlet Witch nodded.

"Yes, Sella is strong, but I felt I could kill him if Icarus hadn’t appeared in time." 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"That’s it then."

Upon hearing this, Hawk smiled slightly, then turned to Wanda: "Sella not only abandoned his own body to squeeze into Hawk’s body but also transferred his laws to the Scarlet Witch. He thinks he’s got me figured out."

Confident Hawk would be completely taken over and replaced.

For this, he didn’t hesitate to abandon his body early on, even relinquishing the eternal mark of time on him, aiming to become a true god after taking over Hawk.

A god that stands equal to the eternal of the time he created.

Listening to Hawk’s explanation, Wanda appeared pensive: "So, the current Sella is actually very weak?"

Hawk nodded.

"Yes, very weak, so weak that if killed, he truly dies."

"But you’re still frowning?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Something’s fishy."

Hawk shook his head.

He couldn’t find the words to describe it.

It’s like preparing extensively for a battle, setting up for a bloody fight, only to find that the opponent you expected to go hundreds of rounds with turns out to be a weakling on the street.

One punch, and the opponent not only dies but dies miserably.

So what were all his preparations for?

An imaginary enemy?

The most important point.

"I don’t understand the unwavering confidence of this Sella, believing he could completely take me over."

"Abandoning the adamantium-constructed body he relied on."

"For the sake of replacement, even discarding the eternal time’s laws granted to him."

"So..."

"Where does he get the confidence to play this game when I haven’t even descended?"

Hawk truly couldn’t figure it out, the kind of mystery that wracks the brain.

Wanda shrugged and looked at Hawk.

"It’s actually quite simple."

"What?"

Hawk regained focus and looked at Wanda.

With a smile, Wanda said, "Since you can’t figure it out, just stay here. I’ll go test his reality."

Hawk raised a brow.

The next second.

Wanda already shot into the sky, the Crimson Chaos Magic spreading around her, and soon, a teleportation gate brimming with scarlet lightning appeared before them.

Across from the teleportation gate was New York City!

The Spark Teleportation Gate from Kamar-Taj.

Watching this, Hawk’s eyes blurred once more.

Once again...

He couldn’t grasp the source of Sella’s confidence, nor could he comprehend what Wanda had conversed with his Wanda.

But as Hawk’s mind raced, the Avengers on Skull Island responded immediately to the teleportation gate to New York City opened by Wanda.

Tony looked at his wife Pepper and daughter Morgan.

"I’m off."

"Okay."

"Go, Dad!"

"Buzz!"

The nanolight flowed over his body, and soon, Tony, clad in his nano Iron Battle Armor, soared into the sky.

After exchanging glances, Ant-Man and Wasp mounted a giant flying ant and followed closely.

Natasha and Hawkeye quickly ran toward the standby Quinjet.

It wasn’t just The Avengers who reacted.

Similarly.

At the moment Wanda’s teleportation gate appeared over New York City, Icarus, who hadn’t gone anywhere due to Sella’s injury, immediately took to the sky, standing high above Eagle’s Nest, and upon seeing the gate open, the once-closed eyes of Icarus opened wide.

The next second.

Icarus’ eyes burned like the sun’s core, two pure golden beams of thermographic vision shot out, and almost at the moment Wanda stepped out of the gate, they struck her.

But...

His thermographic vision disappeared without a trace as it hit Wanda, as if sinking into the sea.

Stepping through the teleportation gate, Wanda looked at Icarus: "You’re the one who nearly killed me, Icarus?"

Although she didn’t care for the Scarlet Witch with her face.

But...

The Scarlet Witch indeed bears her face, and while she could tear apart her impostor, she wouldn’t allow someone else to do so.

Icarus at this moment also sensed something amiss, looking at Wanda dressed in Gypsy-style attire instead of the Scarlet Witch’s costume.

"You’re not Wanda, who are you."

"I am Wanda."

Wanda gazed at Icarus with a barely perceptible smile: "Just not the Wanda you think."

As she spoke.

Wanda’s eyes turned crimson, chaos magic surged like boiling blood from her body, transforming into a torrent that rushed towards the hovering Icarus.

Icarus showed no expression, advancing instead of retreating, becoming a straight golden line, colliding head-on with Wanda’s chaos torrent.

His collision made Wanda momentarily faze.

Indeed.

Tools are as their masters.

At this moment, Wanda couldn’t understand where Icarus found the resistance to dare to confront her chaos torrent directly.

With a boom!

At the instant Icarus collided with the chaos torrent, without any surprise, the steel tough guy Icarus was immediately submerged, flung away by the chaos torrent, turning into a meteor, crashing to the ground below with a bang.

The ground collapsed on impact.

And just as Icarus crashed down, the Avengers also emerged from the teleportation gate.

Not only The Avengers, but Tony’s Steel Legion followed suit.

"Friday!"

"Sir!"

"Upload the program, take over the Steel Legion."

"Understood!"

The intelligent program Friday, lurking in the network, instantly uploaded herself into the Hydra satellite, fully taking control of the Steel Legion.

In an instant.

Tony’s Steel Legion, crafted with Adamantium from beneath Skull Island, and Sella’s robot army, forged with Adamantium from her body, clashed fiercely in the skies over New York City.

But still, the saying goes.

Servants reflect their masters.

Differences exist even between intelligent programs.

The reason Tony’s Steel Legion initially collapsed quickly was due to the disparity in metal, not tactics.

But now the metal gap has been closed, Tony once again demonstrates what a true Steel Legion is.

Sella’s robot army is being encircled and slaughtered by Tony’s Steel Legion.

One after another, robots break apart, turning into fiery rain as they plummet from the sky.

The ground battle continues.

The Avengers once again band together against Hydra.

Wanda is completely thrashing Icarus.

As for Hawk?

Hawk isn’t the type to let his woman fight while he stays safely at the rear.

At this moment, he’s already entered Eagle’s Nest.

Even if Sella has any unexpected tricks, what of it.

As if he has no tricks of his own.

So—

Hawk arrived, and at the top of Eagle’s Nest, he saw Sella now bearing his face but with a completely different demeanor.

Sella stood at the bar, glanced at Hawk coming in from outside, her voice seemed calm.

"Drink?"

"Sure."

Replied Hawk, not refusing, and took a seat at the bar, pulling out a bar stool.

Sella behind the bar poured two glasses of bourbon, pushing one towards Hawk before sipping hers quietly.

"At first, I didn’t understand the allure of the drinks on this planet, how they could make so many lives indulge in them, but now I understand, though I still don’t comprehend."

"Ha ha."

Hawk also took a sip from his glass: "Fair enough, just like how I can understand you targeting me, but I can’t comprehend why you chose to do so. But now I’m here, so you can tell me what your tricks are."

Sella listened, looking at Hawk.

"Tricks?"

"What tricks?"

"..."