Chapter 235

"Please do not obstruct lawful enforcement."

Luther’s officious attitude made Taylor furious, but the words in his heart were stuck in his throat like a bone, impossible to say.

The Sky Sword Bureau had a reputation to uphold. In the end, it could not lord itself over the nation.

Once the stain of obstructing law enforcement was pinned on them, politicians would seize the opportunity to exploit public opinion and blow it out of proportion, eventually taking over control of the Sky Sword Bureau.

And once it fell into official hands, it would inevitably lose its original purity.

Taylor stopped pressing the matter and instead ordered the agents not to interfere.

He believed the Avengers were not a team that could simply be bullied. Things might very well head in an uncontrollable direction.

Before long, waves of roaring sounds came from above.

Transport aircraft resembling shipping containers streaked across the sky.

LexCorp had truly copied Trask Industries’ technology wholesale.

They had not even altered the appearance of the transport aircraft before putting them directly into use.

Of course, with ready-made technology available, why go through the trouble of researching it from scratch?

The main investment went into Ultron’s research and development, building up the product’s competitiveness.

Luther intended to sell Ultron to America’s many allied nations, not only making a fortune but also gaining control over every country’s military.

And at that moment.

The Chaos Magic barrier suddenly contracted, restoring Westview to its former appearance at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The door of the cottage opened, and Doctor Strange and Wong emerged first.

"Wanda has returned."

Doctor Strange explained.

Everyone could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. At least things had gone smoothly. Next, they had to deal with the media narrative.

After all, enveloping an entire town was enough to constitute a charge of endangering public safety.

With sufficient evidence, the sentence could be the death penalty.

Of course, if they truly sentenced Wanda to death, it would mean tearing all pretense apart.

Wanda and her younger brother Quicksilver followed them out.

Wanda looked as if a burden had been lifted, while Quicksilver Pietro swept his gaze over everyone present. Fury burned in his eyes before he quickly locked onto Allen.

"You bastard."

In an instant, Pietro was beside Allen, loudly demanding, "Don’t even think about making moves on my sister."

"If you say I can’t make a move, then I can’t? Wouldn’t that make me look pathetic?"

Allen had never feared threats. He faced difficulties head-on and declared firmly, "I’m definitely going to be your brother-in-law."

With that, Allen walked straight toward Wanda.

Pietro instantly appeared in front of Allen, spreading his arms to stop him. "Stop right there. You’re not allowed near my sister."

The next second, he covered his crotch with both hands, his legs twisting together as an urge to urinate surged over him like a stampede of ten thousand horses.

Prostate Incontinence Technique.

It could make the urge to urinate surge as violently as love.

No matter how fast you were, try running while peeing.

Now, Allen could suppress speed-type superheroes with absurd ease.

Pair Gout All Over Technique with Severe Paronychia Technique, and try acting reckless again. He guaranteed they would not even be able to roll around on the ground.

"Wanda."

"What are you doing?"

Watching Allen approach with a serious expression, completely unlike his usual neurotic self, he appeared exceptionally steady and cold. Wanda could not help but blush.

Vision did not exist in this universe, so Wanda had never developed a romantic storyline.

For years, she had studied abroad and trained in Chaos Magic. Her emotional life was therefore completely blank, and because Allen had helped her before, she was not all that repulsed by him.

"I want to be your thigh accessory."

The mood abruptly changed. Allen returned to his shameless self, squatted down, and hugged Wanda’s thigh, looking provocatively at Pietro, whose legs were trembling.

Uh…

An inexplicable sense of disappointment welled up in Wanda’s heart. She had thought he wanted to confess.

Because he had once saved her life, she had been considering how to reject him tactfully.

In the end, it seemed she had overthought it.

"Let go of my sister."

Pietro warned him frantically, but his legs would not obey him. He felt that if he relaxed even slightly, the floodgates would open in an endless torrent.

"I refuse."

Showing his gums, Allen said wickedly, "I like living beneath her crotch."

Shameless bastard.

Honestly, many people had such thoughts.

They simply could not trample on their own dignity as recklessly as Allen did.

Among female superheroes, Wanda had long ranked among the top ten most beautiful heroines.

"Can you let go of me?" Wanda asked awkwardly.

"No."

Allen declared domineeringly, "A promise once made cannot be taken back. I said I’d be an accessory, so I’ll be an accessory. You go about your business and pretend I don’t exist."

As he spoke, Allen pressed himself against her thigh with an expression of bliss, his eyes closed as he clung to her like a koala.

Damn it!

Why did everyone suddenly feel so jealous, envious, and hateful?

Other than Natasha and Agatha, everyone present wanted nothing more than to pull Allen away and become the accessory themselves.

Those thighs…

Tsk, tsk, tsk…

Slim, long, and firm, wrapped in gray one-piece yoga pants. They wanted to touch them until the fabric pilled.

To be honest, they had never been as jealous of a man as they were now.

Slurp…

Tsk…

Allen could not help licking her thigh, instantly making Wanda impatient.

Hugging was one thing, but now he was licking her too.

"Wanda, there was dust on your pants. You don’t mind if I lick them clean for you, right?" Allen looked up with innocent eyes, blinking repeatedly.

"I don’t mind."

She said she did not mind, but she minded greatly.

Wanda thought that she would throw the pants away later.

No, she should burn them. That lunatic might rummage through the trash, take them, and do something indescribable.

"Sis, you can’t indulge him. This guy loves pushing his luck. The more you act like you don’t care, the more he likes testing your limits," Pietro reminded her anxiously.

He remembered that at Xavier’s School, Allen had shamelessly and persistently won Magik’s heart.

The most hateful part was that after making her completely infatuated with him, he vanished without a trace.

According to rumors, Jean Grey’s roommate had heard her call out Allen’s name in her sleep.

The entire student body had formed discussion groups to investigate whether Allen’s mutant ability attracted women.

Allen was hugging Wanda’s thigh and seriously picking lint off the surface of her yoga pants. Upon hearing that, he immediately raised his head to ask Agatha for confirmation. "Am I really that kind of person?"

"Yes!"

Agatha nodded heavily.

Whenever she recalled every little moment at Kamar-Taj, she truly felt as if she had been cursed. How had she ended up living as his mount?

"I have to admit…"

Allen turned and lewdly confessed, "You people are incredibly good at judging others."

As he spoke, Allen pulled off a loose thread and kept winding it around his fingers.

"Stop pulling. You’re unraveling my pants."

Wanda helplessly held her forehead, thinking that this time, the pants truly could not be saved.

"Wear stockings next time. Semi-transparent burgundy ones. Don’t misunderstand, the readers like seeing that." Allen still showed no intention of stopping, continuing to play with the thread.

At that moment, hundreds upon thousands of Ultrons arrived at the scene from the sky.

At the same time, Luther entered Westview alone.

With so many Ultron robots present, he was confident he could successfully suppress the Avengers.

When the Chaos Magic was lifted, the townspeople regained consciousness and immediately fled the town in a swarm, not daring to remain for even a moment longer.

The Sky Sword Bureau waiting outside the town organized its agents to evacuate the civilians.

The Avengers could not possibly surrender without resistance. A battle was bound to erupt.