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The red energy was radiating very quickly, spreading from Wanda's body in the form of mist.

Arno was not in a hurry. He stood up and stepped back a few steps, waving his hand and saying in an orderly manner:

"All of you retreat, notify everyone to go to the safe bunker, and turn off all the surveillance in the manor."

Although the maids serving beside were a little panicked by Wanda's sudden change, they immediately calmed down after hearing Arno's voice.

With Master Arno around, they were not afraid of anything.

In their hearts, the master was omnipotent!

The maids saluted respectfully, withdrew in an orderly manner, and went to notify people to evacuate and turn off the surveillance.

Arno folded his hands and observed Wanda's situation, waiting for everyone to retreat to the bunker.

"Unconscious..."

Arno looked at Wanda's lifeless eyes through the scarlet mist and whispered.

When the time was almost up, he looked around, his eyes scanning like a radar.

Seeing that everyone, including Stephen, had retreated to the bunker, he had no scruples.

"That's fine."

Arno took off the suit he had put on for the dinner slowly, leaving only a white shirt.

"I heard that Kryptonians have low magic resistance, haha, I don't believe it!"

There was some madness in Arno's eyes, and his right hand stretched directly towards the red mist.

Chi chi chi——————

The moment he entered the red mist, the white sleeves of his arms were instantly corroded, revealing the iron arms that were like steel.

Feeling the slight pain from his arms, Arno's mouth corners raised:

"I haven't felt this kind of pain for a long time, I really miss it..."

Since awakening the Kryptonian physique, in two years he has transformed from a useless person who can only stand up to a human nuclear bomb.

More than ten years have passed, and he has been absorbing solar rays outside the earth.

He himself doesn't know how powerful he is and how strong his body is.

It has been more than ten years since he felt what pain feels like.

Being strong has a price.

You become stronger and lose pain.

Seeing that the scarlet mist on his arm could not corrode him, a repulsive force came, trying to squeeze his arm out.

"Hmph!"

Arno snorted coldly, and stretched his other hand in, holding the dense red mist with both hands.

He slowly exerted force on his arm and forcibly tore the red mist apart, revealing Wanda, whose eyes were shining red and in a trance.

Ss ... Power of Chaos: Do you listen to others?

Arno ignored the restaurant that was destroyed by the red energy and directly carried the unconscious Wanda in his arms.

The moment of contact, he felt dazed and felt like someone was trying to drill his head with an electric drill.

Unfortunately, he met the iron-headed kid, the titanium-headed Arno.

No matter how hard the electric drill tried, it couldn't get into his brain.

However, Arno looked at Wanda's eyes, which were still glowing red, and thought about it.

It seems that we have to figure out where Wanda's ability comes from and why she lost control.

Arno relaxed his mind and his vision was covered by red mist.

What Arno didn't know was that at the same time, Pietro, who was anxious in the bunker, suddenly fainted.

Stephen and Chen Jun hurried up to check.

When Arno regained his sight again, he was already in an ancient town.

There were teams of rebels running forward around him.

Looking down at his still naked upper body, Arno's mind moved, and a gray suit appeared on his body.

"It's really an illusion."

The result was as Arno expected. After all, he didn't have the ability to conjure objects out of thin air in reality.

"Hey! Who are you! Put your hands up!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from behind.

Turning around, I saw a team of rebels behind me, and even a gun was about to hit my forehead.

Arno couldn't help but admire: "This illusion NPC has a high degree of self-awareness."

Wanda's power doesn't seem to be as weak as she thought, as she has such a degree of reality just after awakening.

When——————

A crisp sound came from Arno's forehead.

Arno and the rebels in front of him stared at each other.

I didn't say a word, and they hit me tooRight?

The rebels were also confused. If they didn't answer you, who else should they hit?

But why was this guy fine when the gun was fired, but his hand was hurt!

Before he could figure it out, his vision was occupied by red light.

Arno's eyes glowed red, and in front of him was the headless body of the rebel slowly falling.

Seeing this, other rebels raised their guns and shot.

Bang bang bang!!!

Dang dang dang!!!

The bullets hit the body, it can't be said that there was no effect, but it only had some effect on the clothes.

Arno frowned and looked at the bullet holes on the suit. Did the biological stand fail?

The red light in his eyes began to extinguish.

It seems that the thermal vision is also losing its effect.

"Wanda's power wants to restrict my ability? This is really... overestimating one's own ability!"

Buzz!!!

A hot line of sight several times thicker than usual, almost as thick as Arno's head, burst out from his eyes!

The rebels in front of him, including the building in front of him, were all flattened!

The terrifying destructive power of a natural disaster!

The restraining power disappeared instantly, no longer trying to restrain his power.

He ignored the ruins around him that were wailing all over the ground because of the collapse of his hot line of sight.

Arno seemed to have sensed something and flew in one direction.

Not long after, he came to a small attic.

Looking inside, there were two men and two women, two adults and two children in the old living room.

The family of four looked terrified in the chaotic gunfire around them, but they still finished dinner in a warm atmosphere after praying.

After dinner, the man who looked like a father seemed to be afraid that his daughter and son were too scared.

He comforted his children a few words, took out a disc, and played it in the excited eyes of the two children.

The two children sat in front of the TV excitedly, discussing the plot on the screen.

Their father also sat on the sofa behind them, snuggling with his wife and watching the two children smile.

It was just a black and white and boring picture, but the family of four watched it with relish.

Perhaps this disc has become their only comfort in the troubled times.

Arnault looked at this scene, sighed, and had guessed something.

Whoosh——————

A sound of breaking through the air came.

A missile flew past him and fell straight into this warm little home.

In his eyesight, the missile's top speed was like standing still.

The words "Stark Industries" on the missile came into view.

So that's it, no wonder Wanda lost control after hearing Stark.

Arnault could easily stop the missile and avoid this tragedy.

But he didn't do it.

This is just an illusion.

Even if he stopped it, the painful memory would still exist in Wanda's heart.

A hasty change would only make Wanda sink deeper and deeper.