Lord of the Holy Light of Pirates

There was a hint of disdain on Roy's face.

"You have such a powerful ability, but you only think about revenge. So what will you do after the revenge is completed?"

Roy's simple words made Pietro and Wanda's expressions freeze at the same time.

They had never thought about this problem. From the moment the missile with Tony Stark's name on it fell in front of them, the two of them became desperadoes who only wanted revenge.

But now, under Roy's words of enlightenment, the two of them couldn't help but have some reverie about what would happen after the revenge was completed.

Maybe go to a remote village or town to settle down, no longer use your abilities, usually grow vegetables, and then raise some livestock, and live an ordinary life.

Pietro was thinking, a little lost in thought. He seemed to have thought about his dream-like life in the future.

But Roy's next words brought him back to reality.

"If you complete your revenge and kill Iron Man, what awaits you will be SHIELD's constant pursuit. Not only that, but those superheroes are all friends of Iron Man, and they will not give up. Of course, The most important thing is, can you beat Iron Man?"

Roy's calm tone made Wanda and Pietro realize the reality. They knew that Roy had not lied to them. The two people, whose hatred of Steel had reached its peak, had also investigated some information about Stark.

With their strength, they can't defeat Stark at all. Even if they do defeat, what can they do?

Pietro took a step back in despair, his legs weakened, and he collapsed on the ground. His eyes were dull and he murmured: "What should we do?"

A smile appeared on Roy's lips: "Since you can't beat them, let's join them first."

"What do you mean?" Pietro was a little confused. What kind of logic would he add if he couldn't beat him?

Roy smiled: "As far as I know, the hatred between you and Tony Stark is not direct, but indirect. It was not Tony who released the missile to kill your family, but his missile was stolen by criminals. leading to such a tragedy.”

"What's the difference?" Pietro was a little excited: "This weapon was originally said to be from his hands. If he didn't make those weapons, the world would definitely be very clean."

Roy showed a smile: "If I kill Wanda with a kitchen knife now, are you going to seek revenge from the person who made the knife?"

This is ordinary logic, and Pietro's revenge simply doesn't make sense.

Pietro also froze. He was stunned for a moment, and then began to question his revenge. However, if this is really the case, is his hard work over the years a joke?

"I understand you. Your feeling of powerlessness in finding an enemy after losing your loved one makes you vent all your hatred on the only clue, which is Tony Stark. Don't you feel stupid?" Roy said in a solemn tone. No words were left for the two minors.

Faced with such naughty children, only by being more naughty than them can they make them surrender. Roy is very experienced in this regard.

With Roy's last words, the revenge plan that Pietro and Wanda had persisted in their hearts shattered. For the first time, they felt that they seemed to be wrong.

"Great Lord, they are only 14-year-old children." Celia said with a hint of unbearability on her face.

Roy didn't respond and had a cold expression on his face. Yes, you were the one who bullied you when you were fourteen. If you were twenty-four and you were too lazy to say anything, you would just start the attack.

"Then what should we do in the future?" Wanda, who had been silent, asked.

"I told you, if you can't beat him, then join him. You will observe him carefully in the future. If he is really bad, it will not be too late to kill him."

"But, with our current strength," Pietro said, clenching his fists.

Roy's mouth curved, "I said, I will help you control your own power, and in addition, I will also give you new power."

Roy looked at the two people who were eager to try, and continued: "But before that, you must ensure that you can only use this power for the right things, otherwise, I will take it back at any time."

While thinking about what happened that day, Wanda distributed relief meals to the homeless.

As the homeless people slowly dispersed, another group of new guests arrived in the church.

There are one-eyed men with black bald heads, there are strong men with ponytails, there are also women who are dressed very formally like secretaries, and there are also strong men with slicked back hair who look upright.

Wanda and Pietro looked at the group of people in front of them in astonishment, their faces full of surprise.

They all know these people, they are the Avengers, Nick Fury, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Thor, the God of Thunder, and the one with Natasha's hair slicked back should be Captain America.

These people entered the church in order, and others came in one after another.

"Hawkeye" Barton, "Battlefield Gladiolus" Melinda, "Fire Force" Pepper Potts, and Tony Stark, who they regard as the target of revenge.

They walked into the church in an orderly manner. All of them had a common characteristic, that is

The men all wore black suits, while the women mostly wore old-school attire. They walked together like a gathering of gang leaders.

"Hey guys, have you seen that magic stick?" Tony asked Wanda and Pietro with a relaxed smile on his face.

Being questioned by their enemy, both of them had a trace of panic on their faces, but after hearing Tony's tone, the tension in their hearts was suppressed a lot.

"Holy stick, you are talking about Mr. Big Lord. He seems to be making some preparations in the room."

"This guy got us here on time at o'clock yesterday. He also asked us to wear suits. He even asked me to bring my Lafite. It's better now. I don't know where he went. I really don't know where he is. What the hell?" Tony grabbed his hair, his face full of depression.

"The Great Lord must have summoned us here for something important. Everyone knows this, right?" A steady voice sounded, and at the same time, a ring of fire appeared out of thin air, and a bald woman in a white suit walked out of it. out.

"Wow, it's the Ancient One Mage. Your suit taste is great. It's the same style as mine, but the color is different from ours." Tony did not hesitate to praise him.

"Okay, enough gossip." A soft male voice sounded, and Roy walked out in a black formal suit, followed by Celia and Hela on his left and right.

Although the two are not in formal attire, their styles are very similar. Celia is wearing a black gold-rimmed cheongsam and black-rimmed glasses, while Hela, who looks only fifteen years old, is wearing student clothes.

"Oh" Tony touched his chin: "What is this all about? Why do we need to wear suits?"