The Wittrum of the Marvel Universe

I often dream of familiar yet long-lost sounds, which suddenly ring out behind me.

Matt was stunned, his body completely frozen.

He dared not turn around.

Even for just a second, he felt as if his heart was being squeezed.

Because he was all too familiar with that feeling.

hope.

That was the thing he had been most afraid to touch all these years.

But the next moment, a very light sound of footsteps approached from behind.

step.

Another step.

Matt stopped breathing.

The footsteps sounded so familiar.

He knew it so well that he didn't even need to use his ears to confirm it.

Matt suddenly turned around.

He still held the red mask in his hand, but forgot to put it back on, and just stared blankly at the person in front of him.

Long black hair.

A pale face with a hint of color.

Familiar eyes.

And that voice he thought he would never hear again.

"Erica..."

His voice was so soft it was almost inaudible.

Erica stood there.

He wasn't wearing combat gear, nor was he holding a knife.

She just watched him quietly.

Her eyes were slightly red, but she still looked as proud and playful as ever.

"You're getting old."

Matt's lips trembled slightly.

Then I laughed.

That was the first time Leon had ever seen him smile like that.

There was no vigilance, no pain, and no weariness that was always hidden beneath a smile.

Just a simple, happy laugh.

"Yes."

Matt said in a low voice.

"You haven't changed at all."

Erica looked at him, and tears finally fell from her eyes.

Matt heard the sound of that tear falling.

So he finally took the first step.

Another step.

It's as if they're afraid that everything in front of them will suddenly disappear as they get closer.

Until he stood in front of her.

So close I could hear her breathing.

Matt reached out his hand, but stopped in mid-air.

He didn't dare touch her.

"I can……"

He swallowed.

"Can I hug you?"

Erica did not answer.

She simply took a step forward, opened her arms, and hugged him tightly.

Matt froze completely.

The next second, as if he could no longer hold on, he closed his eyes tightly and tightened his arms.

He held her so tightly, as if to confirm that the person in his arms was real.

"You really came back..."

His voice was incredibly hoarse.

"I thought..."

I just couldn't get the second half of the sentence out.

Erica leaned against his shoulder and whispered:

"I know."

"I thought I would never see you again."

"I've thought that way too."

"Then why did you return it?"

Erica remained silent for a moment.

Then, smiling, he said:

"Because someone still owes me a kiss."

Matt was stunned.

"what?"

Erica lifted her head from his embrace, tears still streaming down her face, but she already wore that familiar, slightly mischievous smile.

"you forgot?"

Matt laughed too.

"no."

He lowered his head and gently pressed his forehead against hers.

“I remember.”

At this moment, there is no hell, no death, no fate they could not escape.

Only them.

There was also a reunion that was far too late.

Not far away, Leon silently turned around.

Chapter 125 Points

The space was left for them.

Matt finally understood—

Some people are worth waiting for not because you believe miracles will happen.

It's because even if a miracle never happens, you're still willing to love her.

After Leon defeated the Beast, all the remaining villains were also defeated by the heroes, even the most formidable Sandman was torn apart and killed.

After losing the power of the beasts, the Hand ninjas all lost their ability to resurrect infinitely and the support of their power, turning into ashes and disappearing without a trace. This saved Nanyang a lot of trouble.

Everything seems to be going perfectly now.

Besides... the five fingers that were also frozen.

Leon removed Phantom Cat's armor, gently hoisted him onto his back, and suddenly laughed.

It's unclear whether the laughter was directed at the phantom cat's cuteness or at the discovery that the five fingers on the ground were all dead.

It turned out that they had lost their beastly powers and were frozen to death in the ice.

Sudden.

A red and blue figure flew in from afar.

"Leon!"

The sound hasn't arrived yet.

The person has arrived.

Mark.

All-around hero.

He hovered in front of Leon.

She saw her son covered in blood.

Mark's expression changed instantly.

"Who did it?"

Leon blinked.

"dad."

"Why are you here?"

What do you think?

Mark's voice was deep.

"That energy beam just now."

"The whole of Japan could see it."

“Your mother saw it too.”

Leon's face froze instantly.

It’s over.

This time I went home.

I'm afraid I'll get scolded.

Mark looked at Night Demon beside him.

Then he looked at the five ice sculptures in Leon's hands.

last.

I looked at the unconscious phantom cat in the distance.

"What exactly did you do?"

Leon remained silent.

"It's a long story."

Mark frowns.

"Then let's make it short."