Wanda's expression did not look very good.
The Darkhold's sudden outburst had directly disrupted her understanding of it. Nothing like this had ever happened before.
She stared silently at the Darkhold for a long time, her gaze seeming to pierce through its ancient pages.
After a while, she raised her head. "You seem to know a great deal about it?"
Hong Fei shook his head. "I don't know much more about it than you do. It's just that what I know happens to be what you don't."
"Then can you tell me?"
"Yes."
Hong Fei extended his right hand. A golden-red glow rose and coiled in his palm, eventually forming a sphere of light.
He looked at Wanda. When she nodded, he pushed the light, composed of memories and other information, toward her forehead.
As she received the information, Wanda gently closed her eyes.
Hong Fei waited quietly.
This was a more convenient and efficient means of transmitting and exchanging information, and it could also avoid being observed by certain things to some extent.
Within that cluster of information, Hong Fei had included not only what he knew about the Darkhold's origins, but had also focused on Sithos, the God of Dark Magic. In particular, he explained the vague and deeply concealed connection between Sithos and Wanda.
Most of this information differed considerably from the current film universe designated 199999.
Yet that was the wonder of the multiverse. Even between two entirely different universes, despite substantial and genuine deviations, some connections remained as steadfast as "fate" or "destiny."
Especially when figures at the multiversal level were involved, the sense of destiny abruptly became even stronger.
Of course, Hong Fei had never forced connections between anything and destiny.
At least in the Marvel Universe, ninety-nine percent of so-called destiny was the