The Controlled Agatha

In truth, as far as Zhang Ye was concerned, the situation had not yet spiraled beyond his control.

Although even Zhang Ye had panicked somewhat when he first discovered the Batarang, he gradually calmed down. Red Skull held the initiative now, but Zhang Ye still had a chance to strike back later.

After all, this world had entered an age of dwindling magic. Like the other villains, Red Skull would ultimately walk a path toward destruction. As a wizard, no one understood the sensation of magic constantly fading away better than Zhang Ye.

Whether sorcery or technology, under the influence of the greater tides of the world, both would eventually transform step by step into something else.

On the other hand, although Red Hood was not in good condition, it was a blessing amid misfortune in a sense. After all, Zhang Ye had previously thought that Red Hood might very well end up as Lizardmen excrement.

Now, even though he had been captured, tortured, and tormented by Red Skull, at least he was still alive. And as long as he lived, there was hope.

What was more, Black Canary had voluntarily revealed herself. Her appearance greatly surprised Zhang Ye. He was startled because he had not expected Black Canary to come to this world, but pleased because the wasteland had not harmed her. On the contrary, Kate Bishop had protected her very well.

This also gave Zhang Ye an excellent opportunity. He now wanted very much to meet Black Canary and ask her about other universes, as well as why she and Red Hood had come here.

But before that, Zhang Ye still chose to proceed according to the original plan.

The most important thing for Zhang Ye now was to obtain the Darkhold as quickly as possible. This was not merely to weaken Doctor Doom’s power and potential for growth. More importantly, Zhang Ye wanted to rely on himself to grasp some methods and paths for practicing magic.

It could be said that as long as Zhang Ye could find a way to control this power without being corrupted by its darkness, while properly avoiding the price of magic, it would become an ability that belonged solely to him.

Having traveled through several apocalyptic universes, Zhang Ye desperately wanted to gain power of his own as soon as possible. No one put all their eggs in one basket, and Zhang Ye did not want to place everything in the hands of Miss Minutes and the Time Twister.

And to achieve that, the Darkhold’s power was undoubtedly crucial.

After Red Skull burned and destroyed most magical creations, magic in this world began to decline. Not only was the Magic Dimension disappearing, but even in reality, the bacteria that parasitized human souls were becoming fewer and fewer.

Magic had originally arisen from all things in the world. Now that this energy was continuously draining away, the extent of its impact went without saying. Perhaps this also explained why the wasteland world’s environment had become so harsh.

However, within Baron Mordo’s territory, everything remained as wonderful as ever.

The people here lived free and happy lives. Abundant magical energy covered every corner of the town. When Zhang Ye first entered, he had briefly thought that he had arrived in a paradise beyond the world.

The town was called the Magic Dimension. It was called a dimension, but in truth, it was merely an ordinary little town hidden by magic within Doctor Doom’s territory, the Doomsday Nest.

With his powerful magic and the Wizard’s Eye, Zhang Ye easily found the path to the town. He passed through one magical barrier after another without obstruction and arrived at this bizarre town.

Only after entering the town’s boundaries did Zhang Ye belatedly realize that something was wrong.

Under normal circumstances, the master who built such an inner world would also construct numerous magic arrays, both to prevent uninvited guests from entering and to drive away those with ulterior motives.

But here, things seemed completely reversed. Baron Mordo had not left many magic arrays or barriers behind. The only thing he had cast was an enormous curtain that covered the entire town and its farmland.

The curtain was not meant to stop intruders. It merely concealed the town’s physical existence and kept ordinary people from wandering in by accident. It was useless against wizards and even turned this place into a beacon in the darkness, making it extremely conspicuous.

Was it a trap meant only for wizards?

Silently watching the curtain, thin as a cicada’s wing, Zhang Ye was unsure whether Baron Mordo had hidden an ambush here. After all, Baron Mordo was an expert at influencing thoughts and reshaping minds.

Moreover, as a wizard who practiced the Darkhold, Baron Mordo was undoubtedly extremely dangerous.

As he followed the dirt road toward the town, Zhang Ye vigilantly observed his surroundings. Compared to the wasteland outside, the magical energy here was indeed far more abundant, which likely had something to do with that dome-like curtain.

Dark clouds filled the sky, and a sweet spring rain pattered down over the fields. Zhang Ye looked toward the sound and saw a rainbow reflected in the sky, while the crops in the fields grew lush and thriving.

In a town filled everywhere with strange magic arrays, this sudden spring rain was absolutely a product of magic. Zhang Ye could clearly sense that the rain had been summoned from an earlier timeline.

This made Zhang Ye, already wary, even more cautious.

As he continued onward, Zhang Ye skirted around two unknown magic arrays. He was very curious about the magic that remained here, but in order not to alert the enemy, he gave up the idea of deliberately triggering them to see what would happen.

Just as he was about to enter the town, Zhang Ye saw an old woman sitting at the gate, endlessly weaving.

The witch, Agatha Harkness.

Zhang Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression complicated as he looked at the blind old woman.

At this moment, Agatha had completely lost herself. Baron Mordo had taken away her mind and kept her here to weave a protective net of mental magic for him.

This unusual magic not only allowed Baron Mordo to maintain the vitality of youth, but also enabled him to control immense magical energy. Empowered by that energy, he could even control everyone in an entire town.

Zhang Ye stood silently before Agatha, but the old woman remained utterly indifferent to his arrival.

To prevent Agatha from ever having a chance to regain herself, Baron Mordo had taken away her sight after erasing her mind. From that point on, Agatha had become a mindless weaving machine.

Zhang Ye reached out, instinctively wanting to help Agatha regain consciousness.

But in the next instant, his outstretched hand abruptly froze in midair.