Strictly speaking, this should be the third time Wanda and the witch Amora have met. The first time Wanda won a landslide victory, and the witch finally fled, it was this experience that made Amora draw attention to the little wizard of the earth and want to get back on the field. The second was a brief confrontation between the two sides in the previous battle for Dr. Servig, but the two sides did not distinguish between the two sides that this time, and it must be said that Amora, who finally took Dr. Servig, had a slight advantage.

And this time, both men almost unanimously decided to turn this into their final round of confrontation.

After the previous two rounds, Wanda had come to realize how powerful Amora was as a top wizard in the Divine Domain. She estimated that she was still slightly inferior to Amora in traditional spells and the use of magic, so she did not seek to gain the upper hand in the mana competition, but kept waiting for opportunities to step forward and look for various opportunities to close the distance.

Amora suffered the loss of her routine in the first match, and was overwhelmed by Wanda's "fighting spell", and in the end, if it wasn't for the executioner's sacrifice to save her, it would really fall into the hands of this little witch.

But that time it was Wanda who caught her off guard, and after that Amora also learned to be smart. She carefully kept her distance from Wanda, and as soon as she saw that she was in a tendency to deceive, she hurriedly pulled away from her, and at the same time used various ranged spells to oppress and stop Wanda from trying to get close.

The two witches quickly alternated positions, one chasing and the other hiding, striking from the rock on which they were standing into the air, and then circling the mountain again, and the fight was inextricable. Amora unleashed the most profound spells of her life, but they were all skillfully defused by Wanda with chaos magic. Wanda chased after her all the way, but she couldn't catch up with Amora's erratic figure, and she was even inferior to Amora's attainments in long-range spells, so it seemed that she couldn't help her for a while.

Two paths of light, one red and one green, rounded the castle and flew all the way back to the ground, and Wanda finally got a chance to chase her side. Wanda seized the opportunity and struck sharply without hesitation, the short sword of chaos magic cutting in an arc towards Amora's waist. The crimson sword sliced horizontally along the witch's waist, but it didn't feel like it was cutting in, but more like slashing into an inflatable cotton ball. Amora's severed form suddenly turned into a cloud of green smoke, as if it had been blown apart by a strong wind.

Wanda's pupils narrowed slightly, and she turned around abruptly to make a move, and the chaos magic didn't want to open a transparent dark red barrier behind her. A powerful spell slammed into the barrier, causing it to rapidly deform and sink inward, struggling to carry the magical impact from behind it.

Amora, who moved behind her at some point, failed to make a sneak attack, and couldn't help pouting: "Hey, difficult stinky girl." ”

"Each other, each other." Wanda retracted her magic and looked at her from a distance, but she was still cautious.

At this moment, a dazzling pillar of blue light shot into the sky from the top of the dilapidated castle hole, rising into the sky like an optimus pillar. Wanda subconsciously turned her head to look, she didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt as if she saw the sky being broken open by a pillar of light, and the crack was slowly spreading.

Wanda's face changed slightly.

"What the hell do you want to do," she asks the witch aloud, "why do you want Dr. Servig"

Amora chuckled.

"It doesn't hurt if you want to know." She crossed her waist and said slowly, "Do you know that the legend was a long, long time ago, much earlier than the history of the Atrium, or even the history of Asgard, the Nine Realms were originally one. The Nine Kingdoms coexist in the same chaos, a world without light and ruled by darkness.

Later, the nine worlds were divided and sustained by the 'Tree of Life', each giving birth to various life forms. And in the process, the place where we stand, your world," she said, gesturing to the foot of her foot, "the atrium, which became the center of the World Tree, the heart of the Nine Kingdoms before they were separated.

So what I want to do is simple, I'm going to restore the world to its original state. ”

Amora said, smiling.

"I'm going to make the Nine Realms one again. And the atrium ...... It will be the center of this new continent! ”

Jane Foster felt like her brain was about to die.

Before she woke up, she remembered as if she was still in London, spotted some phase anomaly, and then she entered an abandoned building, unaware of what was triggered, and entered a very hidden entrance to an unknown world......

She couldn't remember what happened after that. By the time she came to her senses, here she was, in a place of yellow sand and wind, with a strange man hiding in high-tech armor, facing a legion of "dark elves" - at least that's what they called them.

Jane had to admit that this guy in armor might be a bit powerful. The cannon light in his palm continued, and with each impact beam that shot out, the body of a dark elf was shattered on the spot. His cannon light seems to be unavoidable, no matter how the enemy dodges or blocks defenses, the blue blast beam always seems to be able to block the space and hit accurately. And the power of his cannon was so great that each shot saw a dark elf or their pet fall in response, body fluids sprinkling in the yellow sand, and the fragmented limbs and wreckage of the blasted limbs splattered all over the ground.

After seven or eight people fell, the dark elves managed to rush in front of them. Four or five weapons cut through the yellow sand at the same time, and the wind swept through with a strong and powerful howl.

Michael's left hand stretched out, and a spell ring was conjured in the palm of his hand, which took a horizontal line on a machete slashed by the opponent, causing the dark elf's knife to "resonate" to block the attack of the two people on the side. With his right hand, he blocked the sword of a dark elf with his vibranium gauntlet, and a pulse cannon exploded his chest. The last Dark Elf attacked with a scythe, and Dr. Jane Foster was unfortunate enough to stand between him and Michael. Michael reached out and pulled the female doctor away from the path of the knife with his arm, followed by a hook and kick of his right foot, and kicked the dark elf in the chest, smashing a group of allies behind him.

More enemies are coming from behind him. The three hungry wolf-like creatures leapt up and burst into their mouths. A second group of dark elves had also approached him, striking with sharp spears and sharp blades.

Michael quickly reflexed, flipped his palm to open the circle, and drew a long heavy sword from the open ring. The dark Kerry heavy sword swept across his waist, the force field activated, the shock wave roared, the yellow sand was blown away by the sword wind domineeringly, and the unrivaled sword momentum swept the three wolf-like creatures to pieces, and the dark elves in front of him were also swept in front of them, and blood spurted their heads wildly.