Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit

Rumble!!

Calvin was stunned in the fighter jet above, under the pilot's fanatical gaze.

All that could be seen was that the collapsed and buried mountain seemed to have been forcibly pried open by an invisible, enormous hand.

A canyon with a height of over seventy or eighty meters was revealed.

At the bottom of the canyon, one can see mangled corpses, crushed and wrecked cars, and all sorts of other items.

There were also many cables and wires sparking.

The bottom was a bit damp, and you could see that the ground was soaked by water and slightly muddy.

However, Skye paid no attention to that; her gaze was fixed on the person at the bottom of the canyon who was pinned down by several huge rocks and unable to move.

Whitehead is still alive.

He was lucky. Although he was trapped, the weight of several rocks created a rare triangular area of ​​life, preventing him from moving and crushing his body.

Whitehead had no idea what was going on.

He just stared blankly ahead, only able to see the suddenly cleared area in front of him and the dense jungle in the distance.

I saw the massive mountainside that had been forcibly torn apart on both sides.

At this moment, his thoughts were somewhat confused.

What exactly happened?

A sudden, massive earthquake buried the entire base. He thought he would be buried forever at the bottom of the mountain, but then he discovered that the mountain was shaking again and was forcibly ripped open.

What happened in that short period of time completely overloaded his CPU.

However, Whitehead soon found out.

Because in his line of sight, he saw a figure falling from above. Because the figure was lying down, he could see a pair of black Martin boots and a pair of long, slender legs with a beautiful, elastic, and powerful look.

As I tilted my head back, my gaze moved from the T-shirt to a refined jawline. Was this a woman?

"Who...who are you?"

Whitehead was very nervous.

Skye looked down at Whitehold, who was being pressed down and trying to look up to see her clearly; her beautiful eyes were glowing red.

A sharp, terrifying, and domineering aura was brewing.

The heavy pressure weighed on Whitehead again, making it difficult for him to breathe.

The silent, chilling atmosphere and deathly stillness intensified Whitehold's fear of the unknown.

He didn't know who the person in front of him was, or what the other person wanted to do.

He could only feel the other person's piercingly cold gaze.

After a while, Skye suddenly reached out and gently placed her hand on the large rocks that Whitehold was pressing down on, and an invisible force of vibration suddenly erupted.

bang~

Several huge rocks were instantly shattered into dust, but were pushed aside by an invisible force, preventing Whitehead from being submerged.

This wasn't Skye's mercy, but rather her way of making the guy who caused her family's tragedy see who she really was.

See clearly what the person who seeks revenge looks like, and remember that face forever when you go to hell.

The pressure on Whitehold suddenly vanished. He didn't understand, but he still pushed himself up from the ground, ignoring the filth on his body, and looked at Skye eagerly.

But when he saw Skye's face, Whitehold was struck dumb, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

It wasn't just because of the overwhelming aura of dominance brewing in Skye's eyes when she looked directly at her, but also because of her face.

"You, you, you are..."

Whitehold pointed at Skye in disbelief, staggered back a few steps, and stammered, unable to finish his sentence.

"This, this is impossible." This face vaguely reminded Whitehead of a woman.

A woman who completely changed him, granting him youth and immortality.

"Do you remember now, Whitehold? Perhaps there's someone you should meet as well."

After Skye coldly uttered those words, she simply stretched out her hand and made a gesture in front of her.

Nourishing~

A portal, taller than a person on Mars, appeared beside him, while on the other side was the fighter jet rest pod in the sky, where Calvin kept peeking out, trying to get a clear view of what was happening below.

Calvin clearly noticed the portal and saw Skye and Whitehead facing him.

The moment Calvin saw Whitehold, his eyes turned bloodshot and his expression twisted—a sign of extreme rage.

His body trembled as he gritted his teeth and called out the name: "Warner Reinhardt."

Calvin will never forget the person in front of him, nor will he forget the name.

Back then, that man was extremely old with white hair. After he separated from his wife Jia Ying, who had recovered from her illness, he tracked down the man who had encountered Whitehold. Unfortunately, he only met him once before Whitehold escaped.

This is the man who stole his wife's life force, turning his wife Jia Ying into a completely different person.

This also caused him to lose his daughter for twenty years.

This deep-seated hatred, even if Calvin went to hell, he would never forget.

"Warner Reinhardt."

Calvin finally lost his temper and roared angrily. His originally lean body suddenly swelled up, and the suit he was wearing even tore open in places.

His height of 1.8 meters instantly exceeded 1.9 meters, and his frame became even wider. Like a wild beast that had lost its mind, he took off his legs and rushed out of the portal, pouncing on Whitehead, who was equally shocked and incredulous.

bang~

“Warner Reinhardt, I’m going to kill you.”

In a frenzy, Calvin grabbed Whitehead by the collar with his overwhelming strength and delivered a violent punch to the man's cheek.

puff~

Whitehead coughed up a mouthful of blood, several of his teeth knocked out by the punch, and he staggered and collapsed to the ground.

Even so, Calvin still had no intention of letting Whitehold go. He pounced on him again, using no skill whatsoever, but rather the most brutal and primitive method to pin him down, relentlessly punching Whitehold's head.

His fists swung wildly, even creating afterimages.

Whitehead, like a puppet, could only helplessly endure Calvin's relentless attacks, utterly powerless to resist.

Skye watched her angry father's retreating figure without intervening.

She also harbored hatred for Whitehold, but she didn't need to resort to this method because she knew a more cruel and ruthless way to make him pay the price.

Soon, under Calvin's furious and relentless bombardment, Whitehead's head was smashed to pieces.

The intense pain caused Whitehead to go from wailing at the beginning to weak, shallow breathing later on.

Seeing Whitehold's state, Calvin, who had been venting for a while, stopped and started panting.

I watched as Whitehead slowly began to heal and recover.

He sneered, "Reinhardt, you despicable bastard, you stole my wife's life force to eke out a living until now, and you crave a healthy body and to regain your youth, is that it?"

"Your filthy body is not worthy of my wife's organs."

"No, Calvin, you can't do this. I was wrong."

Whitehead's face was covered in blood, and he looked terrified.

Calvin accurately captured the deepest fears in his heart.

To strip him of his youth and immortality.

Chapter 279 The Strongest Variant in the Multiverse—Scarlet Witch (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Whitehead’s fear and pleas for mercy did not elicit any pity from Calvin.

Instead, he became increasingly violent.

This is the man in front of me, the one who caused his wife and children to be separated from him, and who has been separated from his biological daughter for twenty years.

In his search for his daughter, he has traveled all over the world over the past twenty years.

America, Europe, the East—they follow in the footsteps of those bastards who stole their daughters.

But each time, all I got in return was disappointment.

Disappointed to the point of no return, he was unwilling to admit it and knew he might never find his daughter again. So he decided to spend the rest of his life finding Whitehead, the man who had created all of this.

He became neither human nor ghost, wandering around hiding himself and disguising the constant violence in his heart.

Now that his enemy is right in front of him, how could Calvin possibly let him go?

The only thing he needed to worry about was his daughter.

He didn't know if the gruesome scene that was about to unfold would cause resentment in his daughter, so Calvin turned to look at Skye.

Unexpectedly, Skye tilted her head and asked, "Do you need me to provide you with a professional anatomy room?"

Calvin and Whitehead: ? ? ? ?

Little girl, what's wrong with you?

In fact, Skye's personality has long since changed, and with her mature values, she can uphold a sufficient sense of justice.

This was also the first time she asked her father, Calvin, if he had ever harmed innocent people.

She longs for family affection and fatherly love, but that doesn't mean she can ignore the harm her relatives cause to innocent people.

A fair order is ingrained in our very being.

If Daddy harms the innocent, then he should be tried for it and atone for the victims.

The entire nation of Terra adheres to this philosophy, and therefore, it will show no mercy to those evildoers and will not care about the so-called laws of the local country.

They adhere to Terra standards.

Double standards won't work here.

Fortunately, Calvin did not harm any innocent people. Skye can only support Calvin's decision on how to deal with the wicked Whitehold.

Even if she were skinned alive or tortured to death, Skye wouldn't blink an eye.

On the contrary, after Whitehold died in pain and despair, Skye even planned to ask the Grey Knights to throw his soul into hell.

I heard there's a young girl named Wanda who seems to have already done this.

It matches my major.

With his daughter's full support, Calvin completely let go of his worries and grinned as he looked at Whitehead.

"Don't worry, you won't die so easily. I will torture you forever and ever."

"NO....NO....NO..."

Whitehead's back was completely soaked with sweat, and his hoarse shouts echoed throughout the canyon.

........

In mirrored dimensional space.

A dazzling yet ancient magical collision tore and shook the entire space.

Matthew stood tens of thousands of meters away in the sky, quietly watching the Ancient One, the Sorcerer Supreme, and Wanda, the little witch, fighting with magic in front of him.

The young witch is already showing signs of future potential.

Unleashing chaotic magic with abandon, the crimson magical energy seemed inexhaustible.

She can effortlessly wield high-level magic that even seasoned Kamar-Taj sorcerers might never master in their entire lives.

As for the Ancient One, the Supreme Master.

Her level in the magical realm is beyond doubt. No matter what kind of magic Wanda casts, the Ancient One can instantly identify it and find a counter-magic to annihilate it.

During battles, she can also offer guidance to the little witch.