The 5000-year-old girl in American comics

Tony turned his head and looked at the female reporter's press card and the camera equipment that was clearly broadcasting live.

“Diana is my friend. Some people are trying to take advantage of my friend, so naturally I had to come and see,” Tony said to the camera with a blank expression. “Some people have made a terrible move that makes people want to vomit.”

After Tony finished speaking, he and Banner walked into the NYPD.

These so-called journalists were not given any opportunity to ask questions again.

Inside the police station, Diana was sitting opposite a man.

The man was dressed in an exquisitely tailored suit, but his somewhat gloomy eyes kept scrutinizing Diana's body.

"As expected of my wife, she is still so beautiful." The man addressed Diana as his wife without any hint of lying.

Diana didn't want to have any further interaction with this guy. She simply put the golden lasso of truth around his neck and asked, "Who are you?"

Upon seeing this situation, the New York police officers who were originally on guard outside the hotel rushed into the room and pointed their guns at Diana without waiting for a moment.

"Please put down your weapon, ma'am." Even though they knew their weapons wouldn't harm Wonder Woman, they couldn't allow such a thing to happen inside the police station.

They then became one of the most talked-about topics among all New Yorkers.

The man with the truth noose on his neck simply waved to the officers, indicating he was alright. Diana, of course, wouldn't care about such a minor issue.

The man showed no concern whatsoever about the noose of truth that was now around his neck; he simply repeated his words: "You are my wife, have you forgotten, Diana?"

When the man said these words, the Lasso of Truth was not triggered at all. In other words, what the man said was indeed true, or rather, it was the truth in his heart.

He truly believed that Diana was his wife.

Diana really wanted to laugh at that moment. What was wrong with this person? To be honest, Diana had encountered this kind of thing before.

A person who is constantly hypnotized will turn themselves into a madman. Even the Lasso of Truth is ineffective against a schizophrenic. Because these people have always been speaking the truths they themselves believe.

In other words, the man in front of you is very likely a madman. A complete and utter madman.

Diana had no choice but to retract her Lasso of Truth. The words of a purely insane person, no matter how true, are meaningless.

“See, I told you you’re my wife.” The man seemed to know Diana’s abilities and weapons very well, completely disregarding Diana’s question.

The man was now grinning broadly, laughing heartily. It was as if he had finally won, and the woman before him was the prize.

Diana lowered her head, seemingly lost in thought.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, who had been aware of the incident, looked at each other, completely bewildered.

They had been watching this so-called reunion of husband and wife on the monitor for a long time.

Goodness, they haven't even used their charm yet, and they've already gotten Wonder Woman's husband.

This efficiency even impressed S.H.I.E.L.D., a sophisticated intelligence organization. But then the question arises: who would dare to pull off something like this?

They have no way of knowing.

But that doesn't mean Diana was helpless.

Tell me! Who are you?

When Diana looked up again, her composure was gone. Her eyes, like those cast in pure gold, reappeared, fixed intently on the man laughing heartily before her.

Chapter 90 Ancient Gods, Two War Gods

When Diana opened her golden eyes, the matter was no longer a simple one.

"A generous gift of crabs!"

"My God!"

"Mazefak!"

. . . .

The reporters gathered outside the police station were witnessing a completely new meteorological spectacle.

Lightning flashed continuously within the thick black clouds, coalescing into vortexes in the sky. The dense black clouds made everyone feel as if they could reach out and touch them at any moment.

The city of New York is now completely covered by a massive thundercloud centered on the New York Police Department.

No aircraft can fly over New York City; it has become a true no-fly zone. No one would risk crashing into the city with their aircraft at any moment.

And all of this was because of that woman in the New York Police Department.

"Don't get excited, that's not a good habit." The man wanted to get closer to Diana, but when he saw Diana's golden eyes, he could only sit back down dejectedly.

However, under her golden eyes, Diana already knew very well what this thing was really made of.

"You are not from that world."

The person in front of him, in terms of demeanor, language, and attitude, was strikingly similar to the defeated, stinky bat from his own universe. But he was not that stinky bat.

He is one of the original inhabitants of this universe, or rather, one of the original deities. One might even say he is the true god of this planet, the ancient god: Sithon.

"It seems my plan was quite successful, at least it got you here." The man, or rather, something like Sithon possessing him, crossed his legs and said to Diana.

"So, that thing on Wanda really is yours?" Diana finally understood why this guy had come.

Those two little ones at home. Or rather, one of them.

Pietro's powers genuinely awakened, unlike Wanda's, whose abilities didn't simply stem from so-called mutant powers.

On the very first day Diana took Wanda from Sokovia, Diana had already used her powers to rewrite the source of Wanda's power. The little witch now might not be called the Scarlet Witch anymore.

The source of energy within the little witch's body was naturally this guy in front of her before. Now, as Diana's adopted daughter, what's wrong with her being able to use Diana's divine power?

It was also because Diana directly erased the mark from the little witch's body that this guy was able to return to Earth.

There was nothing they could do; they'd finally found a promising talent, only to have him snatched away by some unknown little girl. Even someone as long-lived as Sithon couldn't bear such humiliation.

Yes, in his view, this was an insult.

This guy is someone I could communicate with, yet he refuses to even greet me. He just erased my mark without my permission—isn't that a slap in his face?

Nobody does that.

As the source of dark magic, if he doesn't come out to catch his breath, everyone would think he's dead.

However, upon seeing the little girl who had erased his mark, this great god of dark magic changed his mind.

Diana, as a demigod, although he couldn't see through the little girl's true nature, was certain that she was a perfect match for him, a powerful ally who could help him completely devour Eternity in the future.

Otherwise, for an ancient god to come to see Diana like this would be quite beneath him. Diana was far too tempting for this guy.

Nothing can compare to Diana's current place in Sithon's heart. Even Wanda, whom he cherished before, cannot compare.

But things are now developing in a direction he never expected.

For example, those golden eyes that seem to see right through you.

“My name is Sithon, if you’ve heard of me…” Sithon was interrupted by Diana before he could finish speaking.

“I know you are Sithon, and I know it was you who planted the mark on Wanda. But I want to know, why did you do this?” Diana’s golden eyes did not disappear; instead, the gold began to slowly spread from their sockets.

In Diana's mind now, nothing can happen to the two little ones at home, especially Wanda. As for Pietro, he's a boy, after all.

I'm fine with enduring some hardship.

At this moment, Sisson was beginning to understand why that annoying bald guy hadn't appeared when he passed through the magical barrier.

The woman in front of me is no ordinary person; she's the kind of person who could kill.

Tony and Banner, standing outside, had long since lost track of what the two guys inside were talking about.

"Do you know what they're talking about?" Banner rested his chin on his hand, ultimately unable to understand what the two men were saying.

He recognizes each word individually, but he doesn't understand them when they're put together.

Tony felt much the same way as Banner; he just couldn't understand what those two were doing. But Tony wasn't Banner, so he didn't think it was his problem.

"Who knows, maybe one god and another who seems to be a god are playing cryptic games. We have to accept that the Earth we know today is no longer the tiny, broken planet we once imagined."

Banner simply nodded.

There's no way around it; the world that could originally be explained by science has now completely veered off a bizarre path. And it's a downhill path, with the little broken ball having no brakes, plunging headlong downhill.

Banner could argue that previous mutants, and even that thing inside him, could all be explained scientifically. But now? Forget it.

"Hulk, you're a scoundrel!"

Banner was suddenly occupied by the large green mass inside him for a second, and Hulk shouted those words. Then, he returned to Banner's body and did nothing more.

Tony looked at Banner with a serious expression: "Are you alright, Banner?"

This is terrifying. Although he says he likes the big guy inside Banner, he can't just let a giant green guy appear right next to him.

Even the New York Police Department officers couldn't help but reach for their service pistols.

This is the only thing that can give them a sense of security.

"It's nothing, just a minor problem." Banner shook his head. To be honest, Hulk's strength was quite impressive.

Tony breathed a sigh of relief and patted Banner's arm: "I thought you were going to tear it all down and rebuild it. It wouldn't cost much, but it's still a hassle, isn't it?"

When Tony said this to Banner, the surrounding police officers could only pretend not to hear it.

What else can we do? They have the confidence to say that, don't they?

We can only pretend we didn't hear it.

The commotion outside did not disturb the two people who were on the verge of conflict, or rather, only Diana was in a state where she could take action at any moment.

Sithon scrutinized Diana; he had never encountered such a strange power in this universe before.

As an Old God, Sithon never focused solely on the little broken planet. There were too many things to do there, and many beings on that planet had backup plans.

We might end up getting that abstract entity over there.

Although he is eternally referred to as cancer, this does not mean that he can directly confront one of the four abstract entities.

Sithon is now in a dilemma, unable to advance or retreat.

The girl in front of him gave him the feeling that she might suddenly attack and chop him up with a knife at any moment.

This is not the outcome he wanted.

"Don't you want to conquer this universe? To become the supreme being of a universe?" Xisorn did not answer Diana's question directly, but his body temperature had already revealed his ambition.

A completely new cosmic supreme being—how tempting that is!