American comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

The crimson energy waves clashed like tsunamis for a long time. Just as Stephen was starting to struggle to maintain the balance, the prickling sense of danger began to gradually subside.

"Is the battle over?" Strange also noticed the receding danger immediately. At least, the terrifying feeling that made him feel like he was about to be erased and forgotten by everyone was receding like a tide. This gave his soul, which was trembling and suffocating like a drowning man, a chance to recover.

He never imagined that two Wandas, completely reckless and driven mad, could bring him such immense pressure in battle. For a moment, he felt that his title as the former Sorcerer Supreme was somewhat undeserved. This prestigious title should be bestowed upon the Scarlet Witch instead.

"It seems like it's over," Stephen said, feeling the energy he was expending like a water pump to maintain the stability of the world and their own safety was easing. He understood that, barring any unexpected events, the battle had reached its end.

"Who do you think won?" Although the battle was over, Strange still didn't relax. The continuous nightmares, the various ways he died in his dreams, and the feeling of being chased by Wanda with nowhere to run, made him wary of the Scarlet Witch.

The crimson energy layer in the sky dissipated completely, turning into wisps of red energy that were absorbed like a whale gulping water by Wanda, who was dressed in casual clothes. The other Scarlet Witch, wearing a red robe, had her eyes closed, as if she had lost her life. She was suspended in the air by an invisible force, slowly descending along with Wanda in casual clothes.

Casual clothes meant Wanda, and the robe meant Scarlet Witch.

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Strange immediately distinguished the two. Seeing the Scarlet Witch's slightly rising and falling chest, and the relaxed expression on her face with a hint of happiness, he breathed a sigh of relief. Although the Scarlet Witch had been pursuing him for so long, causing him great psychological trauma and trouble, he would still accept it as a good ending if she didn't end up dying.

"How is she?" As soon as Wanda landed with the Scarlet Witch, Strange couldn't wait to step forward and ask. Although the Scarlet Witch seemed to be alive, he still needed to get answers from Wanda about her subsequent state. For example, what was her condition? Would she wake up? When would she wake up? Would she go crazy again after waking up? What should he do if she did?

"Don't block the way," Stephen stepped forward and pushed Strange out of the way. Under his gaze, he touched a black box to the Scarlet Witch's body. The box immediately began to split, multiplying in number and decreasing in size. Eventually, the palm-sized box split into a set of black clothes that looked like cotton and linen.

After doing all of this, Stephen clapped his hands and deactivated the Mirror Dimension, a huge energy consumer.

The world suddenly felt like it had been washed clean, leaving the radiation effects of the high-dimensional energy behind in the Mirror Dimension. Everything around them was normal, with no greenery or buildings that had been repeatedly destroyed by the energy fluctuations.

"She's fine. I just guided her to have a beautiful dream in her mental world," Wanda replied to Strange's question.

"Is that it? Is it solved?" America finally dared to come forward and ask, but she still looked cautious, hiding behind Strange and clutching his Cloak of Levitation, like a small animal that was both timid and curious, ready to run away at the slightest sign of trouble.

"How could it be solved so quickly? There are quick solutions, but no one can say for sure whether those methods have any serious aftereffects or recurrence. I have to conduct inquiries and treatment slowly. A perfect treatment requires her cooperation," Wanda smiled gently. Compared to the Scarlet Witch's hostility towards America, Wanda's attitude towards her was quite good, perhaps because she had been a maternal figure for a long time.

"Aftereffects?" Strange and America both focused on the possible situation Wanda mentioned.

"Yes, aftereffects. If the treatment is not proper, the aftereffects will not only affect her, but also your world and the surrounding multiverse. But don't worry, I'm very experienced now and will completely cure her," Wanda said, comforting them, assuming that Strange and America were worried about the future.

"She looks so peaceful! I mean, since the great battle, whenever I saw her in seclusion, she always gave me a feeling of agitation, paranoia, madness, and fear. This is the first time I've seen her so quiet, peaceful, and even revealing happiness," Strange said with emotion. "How did you hypnotize her? Her power and mental attributes are almost maxed out in terms of resistance to this. She is a master at hypnotizing people's minds and distorting their wills."

"So am I," Wanda glanced at Strange.

"Sorry." After America gently tugged at his clothes from behind, Strange smiled awkwardly. Wanda, with her gentle demeanor and approachable temperament, always made him unconsciously separate her from the Wanda in his memory, treating them as two different people. Originally, with his willpower and spirit, he wouldn't have overlooked this point, but there was a magical power in her that easily and imperceptibly bypassed his willpower and spirit, causing him to have this perception.

It seemed that the Wanda in front of him was just a similar person to the Wanda in his memory, with a twin-like face, but completely different personalities, memories, and experiences. When he first saw her, he might have regarded her as another Wanda with similar experiences, but the longer he spent time with her, the stronger this distinction and cognitive correction became. Now, Strange almost regarded these two Wandas as completely different, even independent individuals who could not be called alternate versions from the multiverse.

"Her mental will and energy attributes certainly wouldn't allow her to be easily subjected to mental hypnosis. But difficult doesn't mean impossible. As long as enough conditions are met, even if she is now deeply immersed in paranoid madness, it's not impossible to hypnotize her.

Moreover, it's not so much that I hypnotized her, but that she voluntarily cooperated with me to hypnotize herself in the end. Although her rationality resisted it, her subconscious cooperated with me. As long as there is a little loophole, I can seize it and expand it to lay the foundation for victory.

I said, I'm very experienced in treating Wanda now! I have extensive experience in treating multiple versions from the multiverse! I'm the expert in this area! Although I'm just one person's doctor," Wanda gently waved her hand, carefully lifting the sleeping Scarlet Witch towards her villa. Pietro, seeing that the dust had settled, walked towards another villa nearby. By the window of the other villa, two girls of about eight or nine years old and a boy of about ten years old were lying.

"How did you do it?" Strange didn't pay attention to Pietro's departure. He wasn't familiar with Pietro, and could even say that he had never really met him. This was the first time he had seen Wanda's living blood relatives. He really wanted to know how Wanda managed to make the Scarlet Witch willingly be hypnotized into sleep. If possible, he wanted to learn this method to avoid being helpless like this time and having to run around the multiverse to find reinforcements when the Scarlet Witch went crazy again in the future.

"It's very simple, you just need to be strong enough to suppress her," Wanda gave a light and breezy explanation, which made Strange's face fall. If he could beat the Scarlet Witch when she was crazy, would he have run away with America like this? Perhaps he could in the future, but that future presupposed that the Scarlet Witch's power no longer increased, or that she completely abandoned her power.

"The fact is that simple. She wants to replace me, to become me, but she can't do anything about me. This despair will bring about crazy self-destruction or destruction. But if my power can trigger her subconscious at this time, giving her a hopeful and beautiful dream, her subconscious will unconsciously cooperate with me. If hypnosis is a medicine, then I just put the medicine in front of her, whether she eats it or not, she has her own choice," Wanda said patiently, explaining a few more words to Strange, whose face had fallen.

Strange nodded, understanding that this was a treatment method that only Wanda could use. After all, their powers came from the same source, and their methods were similar, but Wanda was obviously much stronger than the Scarlet Witch when she was crazy in all aspects, plus the identity factor, it was indeed the foundation for achieving the goal.

"How are you going to treat her? I mean, is there anything I can help with?" Strange followed Wanda up the steps and then entered the villa.

The room was very clean and warm, with children's toys everywhere.

"I have to gain her trust first. The more trust I have, the more confident I am in treating her. You know, chaos energy plus mental paranoia is a difficult problem to deal with. Fortunately, I'm very good at it now," Wanda said.

"Everything is up to you, you are the expert!" Strange waved his hand and sat down on the sofa with Stephen.

"Are you the only one here?" Seeing Wanda also sitting down on the sofa next to them and pouring water for them, Strange was a little surprised. The terrifying battle just now didn't seem to have affected Wanda at all. The moment the battle ended, she broke away from that daunting state and became much more approachable again. Right now, she looked more like an ordinary person with a happy family.

"The two children are with Pietro. Pietro is free today and will help take care of them," Wanda said normally. No one noticed that when she mentioned the two children, the Scarlet Witch's eyelids trembled, as if she was about to wake up from her dream. Obviously, even though she was immersed in her own dream, her own power still allowed her to maintain some perception of the outside world. And children were undoubtedly the key that could touch her the most.

"What about the father? I mean, the children's father," Strange took the tea Wanda handed over, took a sip, felt relaxed, and continued to ask with satisfaction. At this moment, he seemed to naturally integrate into this place, and asked casually as if he had known Wanda for a long time.

"Father? I've never been married. Maybe in other universes, another version of me has a lover, but I don't. Most of my former patient lovers were a synthezoid named Vision, created by Stark and the crazy Ultron. But in our universe, Ultron exists, but the Vision you are familiar with does not.

Because a very important part of Vision, the Mind Stone! After the Battle of New York, it didn't fall into the hands of Hydra, but was intercepted by Luke and taken by him for research.

By the way, did Stephen mention Luke to you?" Wanda replied casually and asked Strange a question in the end.

"I seem to have heard of it?" For a moment, Strange even began to doubt his own photographic memory. He couldn't even be sure if Stephen had mentioned this somewhat familiar name.

"The special thing about this universe is that there is one more Luke. Maybe you should take a look at this planet. I can't say that there isn't a second similar one in the multiverse, but as far as I know, it is indeed unique right now," Wanda didn't say much about this topic and prepared some snacks for Strange and America, mainly for America.

"I believe that. I can feel some kind of huge energy source hidden here that can act as magic power. Is it that psionic energy?" Strange asked.

"Yes. On this planet, psionic energy is the dominant energy of the first order! Whether it is the power of hell or the dark dimension, etc., the power of other dimensions will be forcibly filtered and dominated. The mages of Kamar-Taj have renovated their temples at least three times in recent years," Wanda replied.

"Then what about the children? Since there is no father, how did your children come about?" America subconsciously asked a question that made her face turn pale. After she finished speaking, she covered her mouth, not knowing why she suddenly asked such a question. But just now, a strong impulse to understand the answer to this question suddenly surged out, and then she blurted it out.

"This question shouldn't be asked by you. Since you have woken up from your dream, would you like to eat something? Don't refuse, and don't go crazy again! The children will be here soon to call us to have breakfast. Are you and I going to fight in front of them again?" Wanda smiled and glanced at the panicked America, and then turned her eyes to the floating Scarlet Witch next to her.

As Wanda's voice fell, the Scarlet Witch's closed eyes suddenly opened. At this moment, her empty heart seemed to be filled with some beautiful things. Although they were illusory, weak, and not satisfying, they were enough to allow her to maintain a certain amount of reason and clarity from paranoia. What's more, she also wanted to leave a good impression on those children, and to know how Wanda had her own blood-related children without Vision and a husband. She could sense two small lives not far away that were related to her.

(End of this chapter)