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After Wanda explained the situation, Pietro Maximoff also reluctantly accepted Solomon's identity.

Still—like his sister—he remained wary of the mysterious sorcerer who had literally appeared out of nowhere, claiming to be their "teacher."

Having grown up in a war-torn country, orphaned at a young age, they had long since learned not to trust people so easily.

If they had been naive, they wouldn't have survived the streets as children.

Of course, Chthon probably wouldn't have allowed Wanda to die so easily.

After all, a useful tool was rare—so rare that He had to personally forge one.

But her brother?

Pietro was expendable.

Aside from Wanda, no one truly cared whether he lived or died.

———

Solomon strolled through the Hydra base with Lorna, while the Maximoff twins trailed cautiously behind them.

Lorna, practically bouncing with excitement, couldn't stop giggling—clearly eager for her powers to be awakened.

Solomon didn't reprimand her.

Instead, he simply knocked on her head and continued following Wanda's directions.

At first, the Maximoff twins tried to be stealthy.

Pietro would pull Wanda into cover, keeping their footsteps light.

But soon, they realized—

The heavily armed Hydra soldiers paid zero attention to the four of them.

It was as if they were ghosts in the base.

Before long, Wanda was the one pulling Pietro along, hurrying to match Solomon's pace.

Though they were still dressed lightly, Solomon's magic kept them warm, preventing them from freezing in the cold corridors of the castle-like facility.

Besides—

Solomon didn't look like the terrifying, withered, balding wizards from fairy tales.

———

His true objective here was to use the Mind Stone to awaken and stabilize Lorna's abilities.

The Celestials' genetic engineering project still existed within her.

If the Mind Stone could amplify the twins' latent abilities, then awakening Lorna should be no problem at all.

This also confirmed something—

The Celestials' genetic experiments were fundamentally tied to Cosmic Energies.

The way they manipulated star-forged power resulted in two distinct outcomes—

Mutant X-Genes and the Eternals.

Both were simply Celestial interpretations of cosmic Darwinism.

In fact, Earth's entire genetic makeup was influenced by a corrupted Celestial—

Which was one of the reasons why superhumans kept appearing on the planet.

Even the Shield Brotherhood's origins were linked to this corrupted Celestial's biology.

And the knowledge they left behind—

Had now become Solomon's greatest scientific resource.

Everything in this world was connected.

And Solomon was slowly unraveling the truth.

———

The Celestials—

Ancient giants who roamed the stars, capable of deciding the fate of entire worlds.

Both Agamotto and Odin had faced them before.

Four billion years ago—

The first Celestial set foot on Earth, when it was still a young, lifeless mudball.

But it wasn't here because of some grand divine plan—

It didn't care about the planet.

It was dying.

———

"A dying Celestial.

A Dark Celestial.

One of the infected.

A Celestial barely clinging to existence after being ravaged by cosmic disease—

A Celestial devoured by space locusts."

Odin spoke in a slow, deliberate voice.

"Even beings as mighty as the Celestials cannot escape disease.

It descended upon Earth's primordial sludge—

Its radiation-laced black tears flooding the planet, wider than any river.

And finally—

In agony, the silent giant died."

The All-Father's lone eye gleamed with ancient memory.

"The sickness bled into the magma, into the oceans.

The corruption swept across this world—

Forever altering Earth's evolutionary path.

Its death birthed life—

And made Earth into the anomaly it is today."

Odin took a deep breath.

"But they will never forget, child.

A million years ago—

The second Celestial arrived.

I still remember its name—

Zgreb the Aspirant."

The old god's lips curled with distaste.

"It found its comrade, dead—

Its corpse swarmed by millions of foul parasites.

Even an inorganic being of pure logic—

Would have gone insane at the sight."

Odin chuckled bitterly.

"The ones who faced it?

There was me, of course—

The young, handsome prince of Asgard, with magnificent brown facial hair.

There was Agamotto—a stern old sorcerer who spoke in riddles.

There was Iron Fist—the least remarkable warrior of the dragon's nest.

There was Phoenix—a red-haired woman who was, without a doubt, the hottest being in existence.

And I mean that both figuratively and literally!

By the stars, she was—ahem."

Odin cleared his throat.

"I admit—

We were young and reckless.

But still—

We defended Earth.

We killed Zgreb."

The ancient god's mind drifted back through time.

When he finally returned to the present—

The orange-red glow of sunset had already faded behind the snow-capped peaks.

Darkness now draped the land.

"The blood of Ymir…

We paid the price for that battle.

A price I never wish to pay again."

Odin planted his staff firmly.

"We buried them—

Both Celestials, along with their parasites."

"Agamotto cast a spell—

Sealing the region forever."

The All-Father's voice grew grim.

"But no magic lasts forever.

The fact that it held for a million years is already surprising."

He suddenly began coughing—

A violent, thunderous hacking fit.

Odin's body crackled with barely contained lightning.

The rage of millennia burned within him.

"They will not forget!

The disappearance of two Celestials—

Has not gone unnoticed!"

Odin's breath hitched.

"You already know what happened next.

That was the last time I waged war against the Celestials."

His single eye sparked with divine fury.

"This universe harbors even greater horrors!

KILL THEM ALL!

Solomon—this is NOT OVER!

KILL THEM!

KILL THE PLAGUE!"

Frigga, ever the composed queen, swiftly poured a potion down Odin's throat.

Her husband's aging body—weakened further by Loki's enchantments—was breaking down.

His mind drifted in and out of coherence.

She had long since grown accustomed to these episodes—

And had already prepared countless remedies for them.

———

"You said a Celestial died four billion years ago," Lorna muttered.

"So where is the corpse now?"

Solomon immediately placed a hand on her head, stopping her from thinking any further.

"You're not going to dig it up."

He shot a glance at the Maximoff twins, who had been intently listening the whole time.

"It's too dangerous.

That infection never disappeared."

"Not until you master your abilities, Lorna."

He sighed.

"…But I can get you a power suit."

"Deal."

Lorna nodded.

"…But you have to grow taller first."

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