"More or less. Otherwise, why do you think the Director of S.W.O.R.D. relied on strategy to win?"
Andrew smiled and said, "If I weren't busy refining Minor Hell into a divine artifact, there would have been a faster way to resolve this."
Andrew mainly didn't want to delay the refinement of Minor Hell. Otherwise, he could have diverted most of his power, but there was no need. Neither the organization nor Vought Pharmaceutical Company was difficult to deal with.
"That's true. The Director of S.W.O.R.D. really is incredible."
Green marveled, then poured life energy into the Magic Array. Andrew nodded in satisfaction and transferred some of his power back to his main body.
Feeling his power increase by a substantial amount, Andrew nodded, then teleported to the bar where Wade and Van Helsing were. Ending this war would require those two.
Van Helsing had already tried all sorts of methods to leave the bar, but Wade had seen through every single one. Van Helsing was speechless. Aren't you a lunatic? Why the hell did you suddenly get so smart?
Was it because of true love? Fuck, that's disgusting. Wade's head is full of "beep." What true love could that bastard possibly have?
"What? Someone's calling me a lunatic? Who said that? Wolverine? Pfft, nonsense! He's my dearest friend, my brother! How could he possibly insult me?"
Wade suddenly started spouting nonsense, then asked Van Helsing, "My good brother, am I right? You'd never insult me, would you?"
"Of course I wouldn't..."
Van Helsing felt a little guilty. Just as he was about to speak, Andrew suddenly appeared before them and got straight to the point. "Wade, Chthon lied to you. He has no idea where the beautiful woman who played checkers with you is."
"What? That bastard Chthon dared to