"My opponent appears to be you."
Thanos rested Tyrant's Blade on his shoulder and looked at the brown-haired woman before him, tilting his head slightly. He had no intention of underestimating her, because he knew that on the battlefield, men and women posed the same level of threat.
Thanos had never underestimated anyone, especially since this woman dared to stand before him. That alone proved she was no ordinary person.
After carefully sensing the power within her, Thanos was certain that if he was not careful, he might truly lose to this woman.
"It appears so." Wanda looked fairly calm, but she was nervous inside as well.
Wanda could keenly sense the terrifying, suffocating aura around Thanos, as well as his state of life that, like her mentor's, had already transcended mortals to a certain degree.
Wanda had never faced an opponent like this before. Even though she had been sparring with Charles for the past five years and occasionally came here to carry out missions, she could not help feeling nervous when facing such a powerful existence.
Taking a deep breath, Wanda forcibly suppressed her emotions.
As Wanda looked at Thanos before her, a faint red glow appeared around her hands. Thanos, too, slowly gathered his power. Battles had already begun everywhere else, so neither of them could avoid fighting.
As a top-tier warrior, Thanos naturally knew what to do when facing a mage: he absolutely could not give the mage enough time to prepare.
If a mage had enough time to prepare every spell they wanted, then even if a warrior was stronger than the mage they faced, dealing with them would certainly not be easy.
Terrifying power erupted in an instant. In the blink of an eye, Thanos's speed rose to its peak, and like a ghost,