The Sword of Truth and Good Drawn Once More

Basil had a complete view of everything inside the spaceship.

Inside the central control room, Maximus wore a device similar to Professor X's brainwave amplifier, using magic to enhance his Mind Stone abilities, even employing techniques from the Killing Curse.

"Science plus magic, that's promising, young man."

In the comics, Maximus once created a hypnotic gun with the intention of controlling all of humanity.

Now it seems he's preparing to do the same.

However, now everyone in this universe possesses magic.

They all possess considerable mental resilience.

Maximus brought almost all of his detractors with him on his spaceship, and he needed to keep them under constant control.

Because those conservative, magic-rejecting Inhumans, aside from having a higher social status, are actually no match for those who oppose them in a real fight.

Therefore, Maximus, who now controls a spaceship full of Inhumans, doesn't even have time to amplify his hypnotic power through his voice.

Basil, who understood the cause and effect in less than a microsecond, was furious. It turned out that he was still planning to use this spaceship for military deterrence.

"Is this Maximus really that good?" Skye asked, her big, wet eyes glistening, after hearing Basil's praise.

Basil really wanted to take back what he said earlier: not everyone is Professor X.

This guy has no future at all.

The wizards in Hogsmeade thought so too.

Ollivanders were still in line, leaving Rocket Raccoons utterly disappointed.

The Three Broomsticks didn't cause any chaos, and Ron, who was preparing to take advantage of the confusion to attack Shang-Chi, sighed.

The same applies even to the outer ring road.

The Kree didn't even bother to open the shield; the top of the circular building simply combined to form a giant cannon, ready to blast the spaceship down.

The Shi'ar Empire ignored this and continued to solicit customers on the streets as usual.

High Priestess Ayesha of Sovereign, who was rehearsing a dance to dedicate to Basil, dressed up and angrily summoned a group of her men to sit in the cockpit, preparing to launch an attack with a swarm of drones.

Inside the burrow, the Skrulls continued with their own tasks. Nick Fury, the former head of the secret service, remained on high alert, only uttering a single word, "Idiot," without stopping his egg-frying. There was absolutely no atmosphere of an alien invasion.

No one saw them as a threat.

The Ministry of Magic, having received news of the attack on Hogsmeade by the Inhumans, has only now arrived at a leisurely pace.

But what hurt Maximus's pride the most was that the Ministry of Magic was busy stopping radical alien forces like the Sovereigns from retaliating, as if the spaceships in the sky didn't exist.

Ten minutes have passed.

Minister for Magic Albus Dumbledore has still not appeared.

Dumbledore!

Do you really look down on me that much?!

Maximus almost chewed his back teeth to pieces.

But as the king of the Inhumans, he launched an attack after speaking for 30 minutes.

And right after he said those words, the Inhumans elites he controlled resisted even more fiercely, and he, who needed to concentrate completely, could do nothing.

If these Inhumans elites had mouths now, they would definitely say, "You're going to fight Hogsmeade with your life on your hands, but don't drag us into it!"

Meanwhile, Dumbledore, whom Maximus had been longing for, was standing in front of Basil's box, conveniently saving Basil from having to face the words he had uttered a mere second earlier, impulsively saying that Maximus had a bright future.

"Sorcerer Supreme, what do you think we should do?"

In fact, Dumbledore wanted to do right now was curse.

Before Thanos prepared to invade Earth, he was on the side of helping humanity.

Among them, the Inhumans are a powerful force in the fight against Thanos.

It's unclear how the Inhumans, who excel at individual combat, could cower in what appeared to be a sturdy iron box, awaiting their demise.

After all, with the current method, annihilating all these Inhumans wouldn't be difficult; all it would take is a Polymorph Transfiguration on all enemies, plus a Vanishment Charm.

But if that were the case, Thanos would probably laugh himself silly.

Tony, as the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.., thought the same way.

So, before Basil could answer, he appeared with the lightning, "Sorcerer Supreme, this might just be a prank by Black Bolt's brother, whose inbreeding has caused mental problems. Perhaps we should wait for Black Bolt to arrive—"

"No need." Basil, who was holding Skye, tapped the table lightly. "He's already here."

Outside Ollivanders Wand Shop, Rocket Raccoon, who had been holding a number and looking dejected, shouted excitedly, "The Milano! It's Quill!"

A streamlined, falcon-shaped spaceship in Blue Silver appeared in the sky via a space jump.

"I think I've discovered another raccoon that walks upright."

Inside the spaceship, Star-Lord made a joke while zooming in on the screen.

Rocket Raccoon, who had raised his paws to scratch his face, stared wide-eyed. "No way, this is just like me."

Black Bolt ignored the two, his anxiety evident as he teleported beneath the Inhumans' spaceship.

Compared to the enormous spaceship, Black Bolt, dressed in a black bodysuit, is just a black dot.

But this dark spot was very obvious to Maximus. "He's here! Attack!"

His nerves, which had been constantly on edge, snapped.

The most direct manifestation of this is that red laser beams, like rain, fall on the alien buildings on the outer ring.

He didn't even dare to control the spaceship to attack Black Bolt.

"It's over." Tony closed his eyes.

Dumbledore sighed, "He broke the rules."

In Hogsmeade, one cannot initiate violence. A one-on-one duel can be defined as a friendly spar, but such a large-scale, devastating attack leaves no room for explanation.

Here, anyone who breaks the rules will die.

The last one to break the rules and die was Jamil, a god.

Born from a Life Planet as an egg, and through the sacrifice of thriving intelligent life, a being older than the universe itself, creating the sun, generating gravity, heat, and light to form galaxies, giving birth to Life Planets, and preventing the universe from falling into darkness, a true god of nothingness.

A clear, crisp sound of a sword ringing out rang out.

All the laser beams were blocked by the golden light waves.

Skye suddenly realized that the warm male body she had been pressed against had disappeared from her side.

Hogsmeade fell silent instantly; you could hear a pin drop.

Maximus initially thought it was himself, but his smile quickly froze.

On the long street, a man dressed in a moon-white robe, handsome as a god, was enveloped by a flash of light. The light armor [Zeus Space], which seemed to be formed from the starry sky, transformed into pieces of armor that covered the man's body.

However, the most striking thing was the sword the man pulled from the void.

"Whoever can draw this sword will be the King of Britain."

"Merlin, I knew it, King Arthur existed."

"Merlin Dimension, Heart of Merlin, how could I not have thought of that!"

When everyone saw that sword, its name immediately came to mind—Excalibur.

This is the Sword of Truth and Good, obtained by Basil in the Good and Evil Magic World. It is the embodiment of the source of goodness, and the invincible sword that King Arthur of the Fairy Tale Kingdom wielded to kill the red dragon that destroyed the world.

The most outrageous aspect of children's fantasy movies and novels is the absurd settings and props, just like those in comedy anime.

This sword is the same; it can accumulate [good] magic without limit.

[Special Attack Against Evil: 0~∞]

[Note: When the Sword of Truth and Good has converted and stored 1 unit of good magic power, it has a special attack power of 1 unit against life forms or items that possess evil power or Mind Stone.]

[Health Points: 100~∞]

[Note: When the Sword of Truth and Good has converted and stored 1 unit of good magic power, its life value is 101.]

Therefore, in every world, especially after mastering the means of time travel, Basil has always maximized the transformation of the magic of "good".

This process of sending it back to before human history and then returning it to the present has happened more than once.

Therefore, the accumulated power of [goodness] is now an immeasurable number!

One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, hundred million, trillion, Beijing, Gai, Zi, Rang, Gou, Jian, Zheng, Zai, Ji, Ganghe Sha, Asengqi, Nayuta, Inconceivable, Immeasurable Number.

Basil's true trump card.

The clarion call to officially announce its arrival in this Multiverse!

"You are evil!"

The sacred and ancient Word Spirit resounded throughout the entire sky.

Maximus felt himself locked on, and the moment the clear sword's cry rang out again, all that remained was light!

Boundless, boundless light!

A light that resounded throughout the entire universe!

On the floating throne, Thanos crushed the armrest. "Light—no, hope!"

In the Void, the Collector, a survivor of the first life forms after the Big Bang and a member of the Elders of the Universe, atop the Celestial Group' head on the planet, narrowed his eyes.

At the center of the Tree of Time, which sustains the existence of the Multiverse, the God of Stories, seated on the Throne of Time, sighed, "A story I could not write is about to unfold."

However, in the face of such light, a tiny figure stood in front of it.

It's Black Bolt!

"No!"

For the first time in his life, Black Bolt roared with all his might.

The Sonic Scream, powerful enough to extinguish stars, dissolve into the light, taking Black Bolt with them.

"No!" Before he melted away, Maximus realized for the first time that everything he had done was to win his brother's attention.

"I've already said it," Basil sighed. "You are evil. Maximus, drown in your guilt."

Black Bolt clutched his head in surprise, finding himself still alive.

The Inhumans spaceship behind them was also intact.

But one person is forever missing from the top.

Mad Maximus.

Basil sighed not because he was using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

Because, besides his paranoia, he actually had another suspicion.

This being from beyond the Multiverse fawns over him because of the system.

However, he pulled out the Sword in the Stone from another universe.

The original Sword in the Stone, which could elevate a street hero to Multiverse level, did not appear before him.

If it really happens, he might actually come.

Ron sighed, because his plan to take advantage of this opportunity to make a dirty move had failed again.

Having had his Skrull memories banished by Ralph, he lost his 007-like all-around agent skills, which is why he's so clumsy.

He was completely unaware of this, only wondering where his confidence from a few days ago came from.

Black Bolt also sighed; he had lost his brother forever.

He didn't care at all that his younger brother almost led him and the Inhumans to their deaths.

It wouldn't be surprising if Basil had the time to listen to his innermost thoughts.

Because that's how Black Bolt is. In the comics, even though this younger brother likes his sister-in-law, and despite multiple coups and near-destruction of humanity and even the entire Inhumans, he still can't bring himself to do it, only imprisoning her.

Just like how Batman cares about the Joker.

The Guardians of the Galaxy, walking away from their spaceship, were unaware of Black Bolt's thoughts.

They were simply very impressed.

"Hey big guy, how dare you block my way?"

"The Sorcerer Supreme's sword!"

"Man."

"A real man!"

Black Bolt smiled wryly, unaware that Rocket Raccoon, who had been spying on the tuning fork above his head, was not among them.

In front of Ollivanders Wand Shop, Rocket Raccoon was still babbling away, his mind reeling at the sight of the sword that seemed to slice through the entire universe. Even the fearless Rocket Raccoon was somewhat bewildered.

"8—9—P—1—3".

A number that he hated and found terrifying rang in his ears.

So even though the sound was familiar, he instinctively drew his gun and shouted, "Confringo!"

Even though he had only awakened his magic a couple of days ago, he had already modified his sidearm to be compatible with magic. His trip to Ollivander was merely to steal wand techniques.

"Ultimate Protego Totalum!" The newcomer also drew his gun, revealing himself to be another Rocket Raccoon. He wore a cynical smile. "I'm really surprised. I originally thought this was a clone of me created by that RoboCop with the facelift (referring to the 1987 RoboCop 1, referring to the High Evolutionary)."

"Where do you come from? A parallel universe?"

"Another me?" Parallel Rocket frowned. "How did you figure that out? And why do you call me that?"

His expression was somber, and his eyes even began to glisten with tears.

Rocket Raccoon may seem carefree, but he actually has a tragic past.

High Evolutionary is a madman who is obsessed with using science and technology to transform what he considers to be inferior life forms, turning life into what he likes and what he considers perfect.

His technology has even reached the point of deciphering the genetic code and Eternal Life.

The Sovereigns were also his imperfect creations. The reason they did not die like other creations he considered imperfect was because the Sovereigns could help him manufacture and manage energy batteries. These batteries were also important strategic materials. Two or three such batteries could blast the crippled Celestial Ego to Oblivion and could also serve as food for Abilisk, the bio-weapon he created—a multidimensional monster.

His most important work, however, is Anti-Earth.

A planet made up of orcs, exactly like Earth—the perfect planet in his mind.

The Rocket was the precursor to this plan.

He was transformed from a raccoon into his current form through various cruel and painful experiments.

Because he was too perfect, he could even point out the flaws in the experiment of High Evolutionary when it was still a blank sheet of paper, and therefore he was to be destroyed.

[8—9—P—1—3] is the Rocket's code name.

While still in the cage, he made a promise with his friends inside, Layla, Big Tooth, Banban, to escape this hell on Rocket he built and see the real sky.

As a result, due to the Rockets ' mistake, they didn't have time to escape, and Layla, Big Tooth, and Banban were all killed.

The Rocket scratched the face of the High Evolutionary and escaped.

To fulfill his friends' wishes and dreams, he called himself Rocket and traveled through the stars.

Therefore, Parallel Rocket completely failed to understand how it could so carelessly bring up this matter.

And how did he determine that he wasn't a copy, but rather came from a parallel universe?

When confronted with doubts from his own past self, Rocket proudly declared, "Because I possessed all the technology of the High Evolutionary, and destroyed him and his Congo Group. And you still bear his experimental code."