Chapter 218 - 218: Between Lightning and Chaos

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With the rare celestial phenomenon of a Nine-Star Alignment approaching, the dimensional barrier between Asgard and Earth had become the thinnest it had been in over five millennia. For Tony Stark, a man of science and flair, today marked the beginning of something historic. His first interstellar journey. If everything went according to plan, this would be a day worth carving into the annals of history. "…Tony." After what felt like an eternity of silence, Thor finally spoke. "I already told you," Tony groaned, not looking up from his work, "we're not there yet. Quit asking." "No, no, no. I'm not rushing you," Thor replied. His voice was oddly hesitant. He glanced down at his Mjolnir, as if the hammer were whispering secrets. "I just wanted to say… I'm sorry." Tony froze mid-solder. "Don't tell me…" he muttered, dread crawling up his spine. "Please don't tell me you broke something else at the Avengers Tower. Damn it, I knew I shouldn't have parked that limited-edition sports car in the garage…" "No, old friend. It's nothing like that," Thor said, his voice uncharacteristically gentle. "I just mean that… in hindsight, I was arrogant. Too arrogant. I've always been told Asgardians were superior to Midgardians, and I believed it. That pride made me blind—self-centered, even. And for that, I apologize." Tony blinked. Once. Twice. Was this… Thor talking? He stared at the thunder god like he was a malfunctioning AI. Part of him wanted to touch Thor's forehead, just to see if he had a fever. Something was definitely off. This wasn't the Thor he knew—the swaggering, hammer-swinging musclehead who leaped through windows without knocking. This Thor? He sounded like he'd just gone through therapy. Tony coughed awkwardly. "Uh… well… good to see you, uh… self-reflecting. That's… growth." Thor smiled faintly. "Especially toward you, Tony. I used to scoff at Earth's science, thought it a pale imitation of Asgardian magic. But now I see—they're two sides of the same coin. You're a wise man, Stark. And I'm grateful for your help." "Whoa, whoa—cut the sentimental crap," Tony cut in, waving his hand frantically. "Look, I appreciate a good ego boost as much as the next genius billionaire, but coming from you, it's weird. Stop it before I start questioning reality." Thor chuckled. Tony quickly returned to the machine, fiddling with the final components. "Alright. That should do it. All we need now is a massive energy surge." He pointed toward two towering energy slots. "Your turn, Sparkle-Fists." Thor raised Mjolnir high above his head. Lightning gathered in the stormy sky, spiraling into his hammer. With a roar, he brought it down, releasing a surge of godly lightning into the device. The ground shook. The machine roared to life. A ripple in the air appeared, like space itself was being peeled back. Then—a black hole. It grew rapidly, pulsating with power. Through it, Thor could make out the shimmering spires of Asgard, glowing with divine light. Colorful energy—like a rainbow born of thunder—burst from the rift. The pull was immense. As if some cosmic entity on the other side was inhaling. The black hole's suction caught both of them off guard. Tony tried to brace himself, but it was too late. "SON OF A—" WHOOOOSH. The portal swallowed them both. Then, silence. Only the smoldering remnants of Stark's machine remained behind. Back at the ruined castle, all hell had broken loose. Wanda Maximoff, leading the Sharp Blade Squad, was locked in battle against Amora's summoned nightmare beasts. Thanks to the Nine-Star Alignment, dimensional barriers had weakened everywhere. Amora, the Enchantress, now freely summoned creatures from across the multiverse. Daisy Johnson unleashed her seismic blasts in rhythmic pulses. Every wave shattered the monsters that lunged at her, their bodies pulverized before they even registered what hit them. Quicksilver blurred across the battlefield, weaving through enemy ranks. In his hands were energy-forged daggers, and with each step he danced, blood and darkness followed. His speed turned his every movement into a blur of surgical precision. Winter Soldier—deadly as ever—unleashed crimson energy from his upgraded rifle. Each burst tore through clusters of monsters, reducing them to smoldering corpses. And then there was Jessica Jones and Venom—the unlikely duo. Jessica, with her brute strength, was slugging it out with beasts twice her size. Venom, grotesque and terrifying, fought back-to-back with her, his tendrils lashing, his maw biting, his claws ripping. Their coordination was uncanny—even bizarre. The two most temperamental fighters in the squad moved as if they were synced. Captain Supreme and the Mandarin stood like titans among mortals. The Mandarin's Ten Rings blazed with elemental fury. One gesture would freeze, incinerate, or crush hordes of enemies under cosmic gravity. Captain Supreme, his muscles rippling with Hulk-level durability, tore through enemies like paper. His shield wasn't just for defense—it was a death sentence. Wherever he swung it, enemies fell. And at the heart of it all—Wanda vs. Amora. Their eyes met across the battlefield. Old rivals. Two forces of chaos, power, and fury. One laced with mystical seduction, the other with raw, untamed hex magic. The ground between them crackled as their powers surged, and the real war was just beginning. -------------- T/N: Access Advance Chapters on my P@treon: [email protected]/MPHFics

Chapter 218 - 218: Between Lightning and Chaos

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