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Chapter 89

Dolores stood silently on the tower, leaning on the railing and staring at the city beneath her feet and the portal under the double moons.

There was an impulse in her heart, she wanted to simply run away from here, and hide in a random place, no one knew her, neither knew that she was the crown prince of the Hagana nor the Witch D of the Avengers.

Then she can clean up the rushing thoughts in her mind and stay away from these things.

She thought that the war was over, but she didn't expect such a thing to happen later.

Dolores was more confused than ever. She even felt that the entire alliance was about to fall apart, and she could never go back to the past.

This fact made her feel so panicked that she had never been in such a mood even when she was on the battlefield.

Peter approached from behind her, and Dolores turned her head and threw herself directly into his arms.

"what should we do?"

Peter closed his eyes, buried his head in the crook of her neck and did not move.

They can't seem to do anything about it, it's no one's fault, Bucky has been brainwashed by HYDRA so that he doesn't even have a sense of self, and suffers for a long time for it.

But what about Tony?Why would fate be so cruel to him? His parents did die on that day, and their departure alone could have caused him serious damage.But now, he suddenly knew that his trusted companion was the one who killed his parents...

This is like a bad joke, playing with all of them in the applause.

How to do?

Peter didn't know the answer, so he could only hold her tighter.

Aurier was guarding the hall under the tower, and when the figures of Dolores and Peter appeared, she walked towards them almost immediately.

"Your Highness."

She saluted in a hurry, her face was extremely ugly, mixed with anxiety and fear.

Dolores had never seen such emotion in that face.

She followed with a terrible intuition that what Olier said next would be terrible.

"what happened?"

She asked reflexively, staring at her closely, for fear of hearing bad news.

Olier looked straight at her: "I want to ask you a question."

She took a deep breath. "Do you think your mother has disappeared with Meltera?"

Peter froze: "What do you mean?"

After he finished asking, he suddenly felt a chill.

Dolores' face paled: "What do you mean? You suspect that she is still alive..."

She was speechless.

If Fiona is still alive, where is she now?

Olier's chest heaved and he couldn't believe that his guess had come true.

After leaving the conference hall, she felt that something was wrong.

This contradiction erupted so skillfully, her intuition from years of politics gave her a very bad feeling.

Olier smelled a conspiracy, and she even had suspects.

The moonlight quietly shrouded the earth, and a waiter's voice suddenly sounded at the door.

"Master Bank? Why are you here too? Lord Olier is waiting inside to meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Do you want to wait?"

"I think I have the same purpose as Elder Olier."

Elder Bank's young and gentle voice sounded, and immediately he walked into the door.

His shadow was drawn very long, with the moonlight behind him, and after seeing them all, Bank suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Master Olier, you are too smart."

Bank said this almost in admiration.

The fact was right in front of them, and the three of them tensed up.

Dolores looked at Bank in astonishment.

Fiona?When did she become Bank lurking in the closest place to her?

It made them shudder, and Bank smiled at her, changing his voice back to Fiona's: "Good evening, dear."

There was a horrible popping sound from her body, as if a bone snapped inside.

The figure in the elder's robe shrank accordingly, and Bank's long light brown hair gradually turned dark.

She raised her hand, and thousands of light spots suddenly lit up in the hall, illuminating the place as bright as day.

Fiona's facial features were clearly distorted and deformed, and finally became the face of Dolores.

Her shadow was cast on the floor, it was long, extremely dark, and the outline was so clear that it didn't look like a shadow.

Olier quietly tore off the necklace on her chest and held it in her hand, white light leaked from her fingers, and her staff was rapidly elongating into shape.

"Don't be nervous, I don't want to do it."

Fiona smiled at them, and Dolores' face sank: "Mertra is dead, and Hela will be punished by Odin, you—"

Before she could finish speaking, Fiona suddenly put her index finger to her lips: "Shhhhhh, my dear, you should know by now that all of this is in my plan."

"What are you doing!?"

Peter stood in front of them in an instant, gritted his teeth and looked at Fiona.

Fiona looked at him and clicked twice: "Oh, unfortunately, I forgot to bring you back."

Sure enough, she had started the incident just to get Tony to leave.

Dolores stared at her and clenched her fists: "I swear I will make you regret everything you have done!!"

Facing her threat, Fiona didn't take it seriously: "No, sweetheart, I will let you help me willingly."

She stretched out her hand, and the shadow under her feet suddenly expanded, and the color became even darker, like a bottomless black hole.

Two figures emerged from her shadow and slowly floated up.

It's Bucky and Mars! !

They seemed to be asleep, drifting with their eyes closed, as if gravity had been pulled from their surroundings.

"What did you do to them!!"

Dolores was instantly ignited, and she almost wanted to rush towards her, but Aurier held her shoulder.

Olier stared at her heavily: "What are you going to do?"

Fiona raised the corners of her lips: "Don't worry, for now, as long as my dear Dolly doesn't resist and cooperates with me as much as possible, I won't hurt anyone."

Peter didn't believe her hypocritical words, and immediately turned his head: "No!!"

Fiona looked at Dolores: "Come on, Dolly."

She smiled and held out her hand.

Dolores was startled, and looked at Olier and Peter.

Their eyes seemed to be desperately trying to stop her, and Olier's hands on her shoulders became more and more forceful.

She even said: "You must not go."

Fiona flicked her fingers, and a thick black mist suddenly appeared from the air, shooting towards Olier quickly.

Olier was caught off guard and was hit hard. She flew out, hit the throne and fell heavily.

"No!! Wait!"

Fiona sneered at Olier: "I remember you also thought about the throne, so just stay there."

She lowered her voice, and said to Dolores: "Come here! Immediately! Otherwise, I will immediately hollow out Barnes' brain and turn him into a weapon of war!"

"Do not do this!"

Dolores' face was so pale that she almost bit her lips to bleed.

She walked towards Fiona step by step after Peter tried his best to stop her.

Fiona held her cheeks intimately, and looked at her face inch by inch, as if she was looking at a delicately crafted vase, as if she was thinking about how to insert her favorite flowers in it.

"Good boy."

She said this to Dolores with infinite tenderness in a scalp-numbing voice, and then pressed her shoulders and turned her around, so that she could look at Olier who fell on the ground and Peter who was full of pain.

Fiona led her back step by step until she was outside the door, where she could be shrouded in moonlight.

She suddenly looked at Peter and smiled secretly: "Boy, I will give you a chance to ask for help. Don't you want to go back to the earth to find those adults to help? Are you going to stand here and do nothing?"

Fiona didn't even bother to hide her desire to distract Peter, teasing him like a child.

"I'm not leaving Dolly!"

Peter clenched his fists and said word for word.

Fiona shrugged: "Unfortunately, but maybe Dolly doesn't think so?"

She grasped their vital points and penetrated their thoughts thoroughly.

Dolores' eyes were moist, she understood Fiona's plot, but she had to do it.

"Go back, Peter."

She looked at Peter's face, he looked like he was about to cry, gritted his teeth stubbornly.

Dolores' voice trembled: "Go back!! Go back to Tony and Steve!! Go to the Justice League for help!! You can't stay here!!"

"No!! I won't leave!!"

His veins burst out, and he roared, "I can't leave you here alone!!"

But she would rather keep him out of danger!

Dolores had tears in her eyes: "No, you have to do this—"

She reached out to Peter, and his body suddenly levitated.

He knew what she was going to do: "No!! No!! Dolly!!"

Peter was still wearing his combat uniform, perhaps because of some intuition or a new habit he acquired in Nahaganah, and he may not have completely relaxed all the time.

He quickly shot out more than a dozen spider threads, trying to fix himself.

But those spider threads were forcibly frozen in mid-air before they were connected to anything.

Peter struggled almost crazily, especially when he saw the tears rolling down Dolores' face, and Fiona was behind her with a smile on her face, with one hand weakly strangled on her neck .

He floated out of the tower gate, flying higher and higher rapidly, the city glowing peacefully under his feet, as he floated through the night sky toward the portal that stood above Canterlot.

He couldn't see Dolores in the end. Peter was shuttled through the sparse clouds, and the high-altitude wind dried up the tears on his cheeks, and he realized that he was crying.

Her strength carefully wrapped his whole body, and sent him into the door from a distance.