harleyscars Chapter 58 Journey to the Sanctuary
Chapter 58 Journey to the Sanctuary
The Holy Lord smiled slightly, like a neighbor who often comes to visit: "Master Wang, although we are uninvited guests, we have come with sincerity."
Wang spoke slowly and calmly: "Jonah is a defector; his life or death is none of our concern."
Wanda, standing behind the Holy Lord, couldn't hold back any longer: "It's irrelevant! You used your magic to attack the master, and you're telling me it has nothing to do with you?"
"Wanda," the Lord interrupted Wanda.
Wanda immediately shut up, took a half step back, and bowed her head slightly.
Wang sighed: "Please come in. Now that you're here, I'm sure you won't leave easily."
The Sanctuary’s reception room was simpler than I had imagined, with a few wooden chairs around a table and a map of dimensions hanging on the wall.
The Lord sat down to one side, while Wanda stood quietly behind him, her gaze moving between the King's bookshelves.
Mordo closed the door, keeping a certain distance from the Holy Lord to ensure he could act at any moment.
The king sat opposite the Holy Lord: "Jonah's death has nothing to do with us. He was a defector, and it was all his own decision. This is the deserved outcome of his actions."
Wang took a sip of tea and changed the subject: "But bringing a corpse to the entrance of the Sanctuary is not the attitude of someone coming to drink tea."
"Didn't I say we came with sincerity?" the Holy Lord replied.
"Sincerity?"
Mordo stepped forward from the doorway, his voice turning cold: "You call not leaving the corpse at the entrance of the Sanctuary sincerity?"
The Holy Lord did not intervene in Mordo's affairs.
Wanda stood behind him, glancing sideways slightly. Her eyes, hidden beneath her short red hair, gave Mordo a cold look.
The Holy Lord continued, "I've come here only to ask you two things."
Wang put down his teacup and stared at the Holy Lord. This man, who fed on nuclear bombs, was asking questions that couldn't be just ordinary inquiries.
The Holy Lord held up two fingers: "First, I need to know how many of you still have defectors."
"This is none of your business," Mordo said before the king could speak.
Wanda's figure vanished from behind Shendu in an instant, and appeared in front of Mordo the next second. Her fingers rested on Mordo's throat, and red chaos magic emerged from her fingertips, covering Mordo's entire neck.
Mordo's pupils contracted, and he raised his hands, two golden magic rings appearing on his arms. He didn't move further; Wanda's eyes told him that if he made any other move, she would intervene before he could.
"Modu," the king said with a hint of authority, "step down."
Wanda didn't move. She glanced at Shendu, who nodded slightly. She returned to Shendu's back as if nothing had happened, without even disturbing her breathing.
Mordo slowly lowered his arm; the shock Wanda had just given him lingered in his heart.
Wang's fingers lightly rubbed the rim of the teacup: "The list of defectors is an internal matter and cannot be given to outsiders."
The Holy Lord didn't say anything, he just looked at him quietly.
Wang continued, "Jonah's matter is indeed unrelated to us. If you want to confirm this, you have the answer. Now you can ask your second question."
The Lord stood up, and Wanda immediately followed him like his shadow.
"My second question is, how much do you know about Fury?" the Holy Lord asked.
Wang and Mordo exchanged a glance; they had just rejected Fury not long ago.
"Nick Fury?" Wang asked tentatively.
"Do you think there's another Fury on Earth who would dare to challenge my ideology?"
The Holy Lord's tone carried a hint of amusement: "If he can find one Jonah, he can find a second, or even a third Jonah. Master Wang, I am not a patient man."
"I need you to tell me Fury's location, where he'll be next, and in exchange, I can let Jonah go."
"What if I say we don't know?" Wang asked.
The Lord's answer was calm: "Then find someone who can find him."
After the Holy Lord and Wanda left, the reception room remained silent for a long time.
Mordo moved his neck, where the stinging sensation from the chaos magic still lingered.
"That woman's power..." Mordo began slowly.
"Chaos magic," Wang said, closing his eyes and pressing his temples, "is one of the fundamental laws governing the world, and should not be controlled by anyone."
"But she did it," Mordo said.
Wang opened his eyes: "The chaos magic on her is different from the way we use magic. That kind of magic is not used by her, but coexisted with her."
Wang came to the map, which was marked with a dense array of dots.
"What about Fury? We could have refused him back then," Mordo asked.
Wang didn't answer, but stared at the red dot above. After a moment of silence, he said, "Fury thought he was playing chess, but he didn't know that his opponent didn't consider him a rival at all."
Late at night, in the library of the Sanctuary, Wang sat alone amidst a pile of books, holding a mage's manuscript that had been sealed away for nearly a hundred years.
At the time, he tried to communicate and use chaos magic, but the outcome was obvious: he failed and died shortly afterward from the backlash of the chaos magic.
The beginning of the manuscript records how he discovered and attempted to communicate with chaos magic, while the last page of the manuscript contains only one sentence.
"Chaos magic is uncontrollable, irreversible, and uncounterable. If you encounter it, dodge it immediately. If you cannot dodge it..."
The writing at the back looked like it had been burned by something, leaving only charred marks.
Wang stared at the marks behind him for a long time.
"Still thinking about chaos magic?" Mordo's voice came from the doorway, the marks on his neck still visible.
"You should go and rest," Wang said, glancing up at his neck.
Mordo ignored the king's advice and walked to his side, saying, "I can't sleep. Even with my eyes closed, I can feel that power."
"That feeling wasn't an attack, it wasn't suppression, it was a kind of disregard. The moment the chaos magic touched me, that woman didn't consider me an opponent at all. Her actions were only because of my disrespect for the Holy Lord."
Wang handed a file to Mordo, who took it and opened it. Inside was Wanda's information.
Wanda Maximov.
Sokyas.
One of Hydra's enhanced experimental subjects, he reacted with the Mind Stone on Loki's scepter during the Holy War in New York.
"What are you trying to say?" Mordo asked.
Wang pointed to the Mind Stone section above: "Wanda reacted to the Mind Stone. After Loki was defeated, the Mind Stone fell into the hands of S.H.I.E.L.D., and now S.H.I.E.L.D. has been defeated by Shendu."
Mordo's heart skipped a beat upon hearing the king's words. The king's meaning was clear: "You mean Wanda activated the Chaos Magic within her through the Mind Stone, and the Mind Stone..."
Mordo didn't say anything more, but the two of them already knew that S.H.I.E.L.D. had been defeated by Shendu, and Fury hadn't used the Mind Stone's power, so where could the Mind Stone be?
Wang glanced at the night view outside the window: "I should go find that idiot Fury."