The Void

On the other hand, Doctor Strange and the Hulk's unauthorized actions did not arouse resentment from anyone except Parallel Tony.

After all, this is all related to the successful timeline that Doctor Strange glimpsed through the Time Stone.

Every seemingly impulsive and rash action is part of ensuring the successful achievement of the foreseen goal.

As for the Wenwu...

"I will do as you say." After watching the video recorded by Golden Snitch, he directly inserted the syringe containing the [Dragon Blood] into his arm for injection.

The Ten Rings glowed blue, echoing the red glow of the Dragon Blood injected into his body.

"Now, I am Tarot Person too."

"Ying Li, I will be reunited with you soon."

The idea that parents are true love and children are an accident perfectly embodies this sentiment.

He completely neglected his children.

Key offering secured!

After the portal closed, Doctor Strange couldn't help but excitedly pump his fist.

Aside from a few unforeseen variables arising from the combined Star-Lord and Black Panther due to Harry Potter, everything else largely unfolded as he predicted.

"Poor kid." Basil looked away.

Doctor Strange will put a huge crater in Ron's body.

Basil gets a headache just thinking about Ron.

This was the first time he had encountered a contractor who couldn't complete a mission in half a day.

Like Harry and his friends before, they could complete the mission by chance even if they didn't understand it.

As for Ron, it was all written down in black and white, and Shang-Chi's location was known, but Shang-Chi had only awakened a weak amount of aura. He didn't play much magic in the Duel Arena and only knew a few versions, so he still couldn't defeat him.

Although, this seemingly insignificant move became unimportant after he swung his sword.

Through the senses of the sword and the sword light that illuminates this universe, he observes this cinematic Multiverse and finds nothing that can threaten him.

Abstract entities like Eternity and death, and background figures like the Celestial Group, are no stronger than him, the Dimensional Demon God, but no match for him when he draws the Sword of Truth and Good, or when he fully descends and merges with the Dimensional God Basil, resulting in an exponential increase in his power.

The Beyonders, the OAA, the Living Tribunal, and the Beyond-Race, among other extraordinary characters, seem to not exist at all, or perhaps they do exist but are not at the level of the Omniverse.

The Multiverse level is already the limit in this Cosmic Cluster.

The universe he inhabits is the largest in the Multiverse of the movies.

Among them are the strongest life forms, almost capturing the essence of the gems; Thanos, who couldn't be killed even with the Snap all six gems; Doctor Strange, who can almost recreate the full power of the Dimensional Demon God in the material world; Iron Man, who has completely mastered the Space Stone; Hulk, who is hundreds of meters tall and controls Biokinetic Field.

So even without considering the simple and brutal nature of high-level battles in the Marvel Universe (which, regardless of level, mostly involve military boxing, melee weapons, enchanted melee weapons, and then the creation of various energy rays, waves, and other attacks, as well as throwing planets and universes), the complexity and versatility of his own methods, and his belief that his single-universe level was sufficient based solely on his energy level, are extremely exceptional.

Even with its connection to Marvel, the Gate of Time remains as reliable as ever, posing no threat to the descending Cosmic Clusters and the life forms within them.

But.

Ron is just... unbelievable.

I have indirectly received education in the world of magic, spell cards, and Starry World, and I have absorbed it very well, even becoming a million-follower blogger.

He has a natural talent for using Summoning Cards.

The summoned beasts are also quite powerful, including the Acromantula and the Feathered Serpent.

It's just a matter of a shrunken Acromantula spewing enhanced Venom, yet it's been dragged out for so long.

Does he really need Merlin Dimension, to arrange for Shang-Chi's unfortunate death?

He doesn't have that kind of time in America.

"Nebula," Basil said, tidying the bed, "Come in."

"Wow, so many people!"

On the watchtower of Hogsmeade's inner ring, Lavender, holding Ron's arm, exclaimed in surprise.

"Because war is coming soon," Dean said. "I hope nothing happens to my house on Earth. My mom is still paying off the mortgage!"

"What?" Neville was very surprised. "Didn't you Earthlings all move to those newly created continents? Peter said they have everything, just like Earth, including where to live. How come there are still debts related to land and houses on Earth?"

"Because my mom still wants to go back," Dean shrugged.

"My aunt's the same," Peter said. "There are so many tourists now, both aliens fleeing the Snap and Earthlings moving in from Merlin Dimension. The outer ring has expanded, with so many more buildings. The one on the very edge looks like a cross-section of a lemon from our perspective. That spaceship is also quite unique, like a mouse, and—"

"Stop!" Ned quickly stopped him. He knew his friend very well. Besides playing the superhero Spider-Man, the good neighbor in New York, his biggest hobby was talking. If no one interrupted him until he 'warmed up,' he would turn into a chatterbox and drive people crazy.

Of course, simply stopping there isn't enough; we also need to find Peter a new target.

"Why don't we go to the Void?"

"The Collectors, worried about the loss of their collections, moved the entire planet here. It's now open to the public. Hogsmeade has a portal, and Hogwarts students can enter for free!"

Ron's attention was drawn, not because it was free.

Instead, they were drawn to the "The Void."

The reason he came here, instead of planning and carrying out his usual murder of Shang-Chi, was because he received news that Shang-Chi had taken the day off to travel to the Void with his rude girlfriend Katy.

He was about to ask when he was suddenly pestered by Lavender, whom he often ignored.

"The Void?" Peter looked very surprised. "The planet formed from the head of the Celestial that the Symbiote Knull killed with the Black Death Sword, the territory of Tanlia Tivan, a member of the Collector of Elders of the Universe?"

"The Elders of the Universe?" Ron felt the name sounded familiar; he seemed to have heard of it in an A History of Magic class in this universe.

Peter ignored Ron's question. "The members of the Elders of the Universe are all crazy people who are obsessed with their hobbies. The Collector, this guy who likes to collect rare items and life forms, has collected almost every race in Merlin Dimension!"

"This is in Merlin Dimension." Ned's chubby face twitched. "Who could bypass the laws set by the Sorcerer Supreme to attack the wizards and the creatures within?"

"Are the races from Merlin Dimension the only ones missing?" A thunderous roar erupted, accompanied by a stout figure appearing amidst lightning. "He actually dared to attack the Asgardians?"

"Professor Odin's son," Ron and the others greeted him immediately.

"Who is this the Collector?" The obese Thor didn't recognize the person.

Although, in theory, he should know, the powerful beings in the universe.

Even Asgard had dealings with it; Odin specifically sent someone to Aether to the Collector for safekeeping.

But he wasn't interested in these things, and Odin was afraid that his reckless son would find out and leave the Divine Realm to offend people he shouldn't.

Therefore, before meeting Doctor Strange, he didn't even know of the existence of the Sorcerer Supreme.

When they met the Grandmaster, they were not surprised that he looked just like the Collector.

Because he didn't know them at all.

"He is a member of the Elders of the Universe," Peter said. "Most of the members are among the oldest beings in the universe, the earliest creations of the Celestial Group, who evolved after the catastrophic event of the creation of the universe, the Big Bang."

"They all possess immortal life and have mastered the [Tai Chu Power]—the residual energy left over from the Big Bang that created the current universe."

"We have all survived the long history of the universe since its creation by pursuing our own hobbies."

"Most of them name themselves after their hobbies. Only a few are like the Collector's brother, Grandmaster. He should have been called the competitor."

"The Grandmaster?!" The obese Thor recalled his experiences on Sakaar, and the loss of his beautiful hair.

But he was also very puzzled. How could the Grandmaster be so powerful? He was clearly just a ruler under high technology.

After killing Thanos, he also learned from Valkyrie about the aftermath of Sakaar, where the Grandmaster and his female companion were easily captured by a group of armed rebels.

But he wasn't too surprised.

After all, their universe doesn't have Sorcerer Supreme yet.

The Grandmaster is so powerful actually proves Peter Parker's words that his brother, the Collector, has the ability to collect all races except Merlin Dimension.

"Do you know Professor Odin's son?" Peter asked.

The obese Thor shook his head. "I only know a weakling with the same name as him. Okay, Parker, the point is whether the Asgardians are also in this so-called Collector's collection."

Peter shook his head and turned on his phone, which had a full signal. "That's what they say online."

"Is that so?" The obese Thor looked up, lightning flashing in his eyes. "Then I'll go check out this the Void!"

"I want to go too." Ron grabbed Lavender's hand and held it above his head. "I mean, us."

"And us!" Ned took Peter's hand and did the same.

Peter hesitated for a moment, then, remembering that Michelle had returned to New York in the New World and wouldn't be back until that evening, he nodded in agreement.

"Okay." The obese Thor grinned sheepishly.

Because the rest of the Parallel Avengers team were busy with their own things (Tony and Hulk were researching the technology of this world, Rocket Raccoon was with the Guardians of the Galaxy in this universe, Ant-Man Scott went to see his counterpart in this world, Nebula was busy with something, and Captain America, Black Widow, Hawkeye were patrolling the Forbidden Forest), they couldn't be of much help in the upcoming war. Today's duel was over, and he was already feeling a bit lonely.

Ten minutes later.

A group of people emerged from the domain gate, which shimmered with a silver halo.

One of the boys, a slender white boy, kept chattering, "Wow, the planet we're on now is actually a giant head! My God, this is completely different from what they said online. They said the collections were all in transparent glass cases, but there are only the items here."

As he looked around, he used the Void bracelet he had been given to view the information of the various artifacts projected on the screen: their names, origins, and locations.

The living artifacts among them are able to move freely on this planet, and each has a building in their own cultural style and a climate suitable for their survival as their dwelling.

In short, it completely contradicts the travelogues written by aliens who have visited the "The Void" on the interstellar network, and the photos don't match either.

"Wait, I received an email."

"It's a job!"

"Let me see."

"Temporary collection, paid 100 Galleons per day."

"What?" Ron quickly checked his email. "Where's mine? I don't have it! I'm a wizard, for goodness' sake!"

"It's already there, wizard." The image projected onto Ned's bracelet showed a wizard listening to music and drinking fine wine in a luxurious hall. "Gilderoy Lockhart, long-term collector, age 34, skilled in Memory Charms."

"Good heavens!" Ron's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "Lockhart signed a ten-year contract! What a selfish guy!"

On his way here, he also learned about the Collectors, focusing on unique collectibles.

In other words, with Lockhart as a wizard, no other wizards can expect to receive a job offer for the temporary collection until the contract expires.

He turned his head to continue reading Peter's email messages. "Do you have any special bloodline? Magical Earthlings aren't unusual here."

Peter quickly covered up his information, saying, "I seem to have Kree and Inhumans blood, and a very good combination of them."

He tried to appear calm, but he was actually still immersed in the description of the 'contractor of the Spider Totem '.

So, my genes aren't mutated, but rather related to magic.

"I see." Ron didn't pay much attention. After realizing that he, as a wizard, couldn't possibly make money here, he focused all his attention on finding Shang-Chi's trail.

He had no idea he almost got exposed.

You could say that fools sometimes have good luck.

Ralph, who was motivated to protect his identity, was not there.

The statement that the Collector's living collection gathers all races except those in the Merlin Dimension is indeed false.

There are no Skrulls.

However, the Collectors ' testing techniques can detect Spider Totems.

If it weren't for Skrull happened to apply for the collection position before Ron and his group, Ron's Skrull identity, which he himself was unaware of, would have been exposed through email.

"That alien was disgusting, it had eight mouths and liked to live in yellowish mud puddles." A gruff voice caught Ron's attention. Katy! Shang-Chi's girlfriend!

Ron turned his head and saw Shang-Chi and his girlfriend.

"The stories my mother told me when I was little were actually true." Shang-Chi pointed to the projection screen in front of him, making no attempt to conceal his identity, "Tarot Dimension Dragon Blood."

Katy, with her squinty eyes and big mouth, suddenly squealed like a monkey, then exclaimed loudly, "My boyfriend is a descendant of the dragon! The Collector has certified it! He's the true Dragon Country!"

Shang-Chi also gave himself a thumbs up and turned the projection screen up to the maximum size.

Most of the tourists who come here are interested in the preservation of racial heritage.

Then

"Shang-Chi, hello, do you sell blood?"

"I want one too! I'm willing to pay Galleons!"

"Let me see!"

However, most people still choose to directly take advantage of the situation.

Before long, a handful of hair on the back of Shang-Chi's head was pulled out.

Ron fell silent as he stared at the bald back of the head so close to his own.

With such a perfect pose, wouldn't it be impolite of me not to make a move?