Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

The evil witch's body froze.

Her hand was still suspended in mid-air, her mind blank, and the madness and resentment in her eyes, after trembling violently a few times, were gradually replaced by another emotion—

That was a deep sense of satisfaction and longing.

She doesn't really want much.

She simply hoped to have someone to lean on when she felt lonely, nothing more.

Nothing in this world is ever truly fair.

Peter's voice rang in her ears, a voice gentle and steady, without a trace of lecturing or accusation.

"I'm so sorry for the pain you've endured, and so sorry for the loss of your beloved, but I'm destined not to be with you as you wished."

The evil witch's shoulders began to tremble slightly.

Her grip on Peter's clothes tightened, and then she buried her face in his shoulder. At first, it was just silent sobbing, which gradually turned into suppressed whimpers, and finally, she could no longer hold back and burst into loud wails.

Even Wanda from this universe couldn't maintain her anger any longer. She watched the woman who looked exactly like her cry her heart out, her eyes reddening slightly. Her lips moved, but in the end, she said nothing.

Because she is actually aware of what loss feels like.

Although she still has Pietro and Peter, she has also experienced the pain of losing her parents.

She knew how difficult it was to get out of that kind of emotion, and she could understand why the other person had become so crazy.

If she were to lose Peter one day, she would definitely become even more hysterical than he was.

Since Wanda herself reacted this way, the other girls were naturally moved to some extent as well.

Even the ever-soft-hearted Gwen couldn't help but suggest:

"Peter, how about you give her a chance? Spend a little time with her every ten days or so?"

Before anyone else could react, Captain America's version of Carter's eyes suddenly lit up. She looked at Carter and Steve from this universe and couldn't help but ask expectantly:

"When he comes to our universe, can he bring the boy with the perky butt along too?"

Hearing this, Carter hesitated. She looked at Steve, then at Captain America Carter, who looked exactly like her, and couldn't help but think to herself:

"My parallel universe self slept with my man, does that count as being cheated on?"

On the other side, the evil witch's gaze toward Peter also became expectant, clearly anticipating a response from him.

But Peter gently shook his head:

"This is an extremely dangerous operation. For someone to travel back and forth between two universes over a long period of time would severely interfere with the timeline and could even cause their universe to collapse due to the creation of countless branching paths."

Upon hearing this, both the Wicked Witch and Captain America Carter turned pale, and Gwen showed a regretful expression.

She genuinely wanted to do something to help this miserable, wicked witch, but it seemed they were truly powerless to do anything about it.

Seeing the visibly dimmed eyes of the evil witch, Peter hesitated for a moment before finally cupping her face in his hands and saying:

"You know perfectly well that what you need isn't a Peter."

The evil witch raised her tear-filled eyes and looked at him blankly.

"All you need is emotional support," Peter continued, "someone who makes you feel warm and cared for, someone who gives you a sense of home."

The evil witch's lips moved, her voice so hoarse it was almost inaudible: "But apart from Vision and you, there is no one else in this world who can give me this feeling."

"No," Peter leaned down and whispered in her ear, so softly that only she could hear, "there is one."

Both the evil witch and Captain America Carter instinctively held their breath.

"I can't be with you in your universe for long," Peter said. "I also believe that seeing you once every ten days or two weeks wouldn't satisfy you. So, I have a bolder idea."

He paused for a moment before speaking:

"Perhaps... I can give you a baby that belongs to us."

The evil witch suddenly stopped crying.

She froze on the spot, her pupils dilated sharply, her heart seemed to skip a beat for a moment, and then began to pound wildly.

Her gaze was fixed on Peter's face, as if trying to discern from his expression whether his words were a perfunctory remark or a serious promise.

"You...you're telling the truth?"

Tony, who had been observing the situation, couldn't help but speak up at this point:

"Hey buddy, is this what you call compliant operation? You went to her universe to keep her company, which was just a round trip, but now you've directly created a being that shouldn't exist in their universe at all..."

Tony's words were cut short before he could finish.

Because the enraged evil witch used chaos magic to wipe his mouth off.

"Normally, this would be a violation of regulations," Peter explained.

"But the problem is that if I don't solve her problem, she will turn evil again and again, invade other universes again and again, and cause disasters that should not happen on the inherent timelines of other universes."

In this situation, giving her a child actually reduces potential catastrophes in other multiverses, which is a positive outcome.

After he said that, everyone nodded subconsciously.

This is a classic case of choosing the lesser of two evils, and it is indeed the more reasonable approach no matter how you look at it.

"I believe that once you have a baby of your own, you'll naturally find a new emotional anchor. I also believe that even if you're all alone, you can definitely take good care of the baby, right?"

Faced with Peter's question, the evil witch was taken aback for a moment, then nodded heavily, and something else appeared in her eyes.

It was no longer an aggressive possessiveness, but a gentler, maternal glow.

She looked down at her flat stomach, then looked up at Peter, and finally nodded vigorously.

"I can do it," her voice held an unprecedented firmness. "I can take good care of the baby. As long as I can have a baby of our own, that's enough!"

"Hey, I want one too! Just one baby isn't unreasonable, is it?" Captain America, Carter, immediately chimed in, urging him to join in.

Steve looked at Carter with a troubled expression. Carter's face was sour, but after a moment he finally nodded and agreed to the almost bug-like condition.

Thus, with the help of Steve Rogers, the user of the Op-Op Fruit, the Wicked Witch and Captain America Carter each obtained a seed of life belonging to Peter and Steve.

As the Witch of Chaos, Wanda can even directly feel the rhythm of new life growing within her body.

This made her unable to resist covering her lower abdomen with happiness, all the madness and anger on her face vanished, leaving only an incredibly gentle smile unique to expectant mothers.

As the awakened Spider-Man activated the Spider League's teleportation portal, the Illuminati members returned to their own universe.

A major event that was brewing was thus abruptly ended.

Looking at Sentinel Six Paths beside him, and then at Amelika, who was still standing dumbfounded in the courtyard, completely at a loss, Peter couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

Although the ending was a bit anticlimactic, I gained a lot from it all!