Strictly speaking, this should be considered the third time between Wanda and the witch Amora. The first time Wanda won an overwhelming victory, and the witch finally fled. It was this experience that made Amora pay attention to the little wizard on Earth, and he kept thinking about getting back the scene. The second time was a brief confrontation before to compete for Dr. Selvig, but the two sides did not distinguish between the superiority and the final words. What should be said should be considered as Amora, who finally took Dr. Selvig away, had a slight advantage.

And this time, both sides almost decided to turn this into their last round of confrontation.

After the previous two rounds of battle, Wanda had deeply realized Amora's power as a top wizard in the divine realm. She guessed that she might still be slightly inferior to Amora in traditional spells and the use of magic, so she did not seek to gain the upper hand in the magic competition, but kept waiting for opportunities to step forward and find various opportunities to get closer. Chaos magic has become a close-fitting short sword, looking for opportunities to defeat the enemy.

Amora suffered from her tricks in the first matchup. She was so busy that she was overwhelmed by Wanda's "fighting spells". In the end, if the executioner had not sacrificed himself to save him, she might have really fallen into the hands of this little witch.

But that time, Wanda caught her off guard, and after that, Amora also learned to be smart. She carefully paid attention to keeping her distance from Wanda. When she saw that she was inclined to bully herself, she hurriedly opened the distance. At the same time, she used various ranged spells to suppress Wanda's attempt to get close.

The two witches quickly alternated, one chased and the other hid, hitting from the rocks where they stood, and then circled the mountain again, fighting hard to distinguish. Amora showed off the most profound magic in his life, but they were both cleverly resolved by Wanda with Chaos Magic. Wanda chased her all the way, but she could never catch up with Amora's erratic figure, and she was even worse than Amora's attainments in ranged spells, and she seemed to be unable to do anything to her for the time being.

Two light paths, one red and one green, were bypassing the castle and flew back to the ground. Wanda finally got the opportunity to chase her. Wanda seized the opportunity and took action without hesitation. The dagger magic sword tangled along an arc toward Amora's waist. The crimson sword cut across the witch's waist, but there was no feeling of cutting into the flesh, but it was more like cutting into an inflatable cotton ball. Amora's cut-off body suddenly turned into a large ball of green smoke, as if it was blown away by the strong wind.

Wanda's pupils slightly closed and suddenly turned around and took action. Chaos Magic did not think about it to make it easier to open a transparent dark red barrier behind him. A powerful spell hit the barrier, which caused the barrier to deform rapidly, sunken into the inner side, and struggled to withstand the magic impact from behind him.

Amora, who moved behind her, failed to succeed in a sneak attack and couldn't help but curl her lips: "Boom, a tough stinky girl."

"Each one another." Wanda's magic power stopped and looked at her from afar, but she was still cautious.

A dazzling blue light column shot into the sky from the top of the dilapidated castle hole, rising into the sky like a pillar of sky. Wanda subconsciously turned her head and looked at it. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that she seemed to see the sky being washed away by the light column, and the cracks were slowly spreading.

Wanda's face changed slightly.

"What the hell do you want to do?" she asked the witch loudly, "Why do you want Dr. Selvig?"

Amora chuckled.

"It's okay if you want to know." She put her waist on her waist and said slowly, "Do you know? Legend has it that it passed much earlier than the Atrium and even Asgard's history. The Nine Realms were originally one. The nine kingdoms lived in the same chaos, a world without any light and completely ruled by darkness.

Later, the nine worlds were separated, maintained by the "Tree of Life", and each gave birth to various forms of life. In this process, the place where we stand, your world," she pointed to the foot of her foot, "the atrium, here has become the center of the world tree, and it is the heart part before the nine kingdoms were separated.

So what do I want to do? It's simple, I want to restore the world to its original appearance."

Amora said, smiling.

"I want to reunite the Nine Realms into one again. And the Atrium... will become the center of this brand new continent!"

***

Jane Foster felt that his brain was about to crash.

Before she woke up, she remembered that she seemed to be in London and found a certain phase abnormality point. Then she entered an abandoned building, and didn't know what triggered something and entered a very hidden entrance to an unknown world...

She couldn't remember what happened next. When she came to her senses, she had already arrived here, a place full of yellow sand and strong winds, with a strange man hidden in high-tech armor, facing a legion of "dark elves" - at least that's what this person calls these guys.

One thing Jane has to admit is that the guy in the armor may indeed be really a bit powerful. His palm cannon light is constantly lighted, and every impact beam shot out, a dark elf's body was shattered on the spot. His cannon light seemed to be unavoidable. No matter how the enemy dodges or how they blocked the defense, the blue impact beam seemed to be able to predict that the enemy would block the space first and hit it accurately. Moreover, his cannon light is extremely powerful, and each cannon has a dark elf or the pet they brought to fall down, and body fluids were sprinkled in the yellow sand everywhere, and the broken limbs were splashed all over the ground.

After falling down seven or eight people, the dark elves successfully rushed to them. Four or five weapons were cut through the yellow sand at the same time and swept towards Michael. The wind roared and swept through him with a strong and powerful sound.

Michael stretched out his left hand, and a magic circle appeared in his palm. He scattered a machete from the opponent, causing the Dark Elf to "knock" the attack from the two people on the side. He then handed it out with his right hand, blocking the sword of a dark elf with a vibrating arm armor, and a pulse cannon exploded his chest with a back palm. The last dark elf attacked with a sickle, and Dr. Jane Foster accidentally blocked the middle between the man and Michael. Michael reached out and pulled the female doctor away from the sword path, then hooked and kicked the dark elf with his right foot, and kicked the dark elf with a bang, smashing the friendly forces behind him.

More enemies attacked from behind him. The three hungry wolf-shaped creatures suddenly jumped up and opened their mouths and bit them. The second group of dark elves had also come in front of him, and sharp guns and sharp blades were attacked.
Chapter completed!