Let's Talk Terms

Daisy could not cast aside her true nature. Even if she wanted to be selfless this time, even if her desire to become a righteous hero was so strong, after seventeen consecutive rewinds, her condition still inevitably declined.

She was still ethereal, and her beauty had not faded, but it was clear that she was no longer as resolute as she had been at the start.

Seeing Wanda and Hill preparing for an eighteenth attempt, she raised a hand and severed their connection to reality.

The distance looked like no more than a dozen meters, but it was truly worlds apart. Even if they ran for a whole day, they would not be able to get any closer.

"Your reactions are far too abnormal. Let me see exactly what kind of apocalyptic vision Kronos showed you." Daisy frowned tightly. She felt that things were somewhat different from what she had imagined.

She chose the more innocent Wanda. "Let me see your thoughts."

Their souls linked their minds together, and she saw everything Wanda had seen.

Wanda was deeply saddened, because the chaotic magic of the entire universe had sent her a signal: the universe was about to end. For herself, for everyone, and for Daisy, she had to fight at least once.

The images in Wanda's mind were unclear, like a child had overturned a paint palette. A riot of colors spread across the entire universe, colors forcibly painted over a black-and-white film.

It was false and hollow.

The entire universe was utterly still. Light, flowing water, birds, animals, and humans were all silent and motionless. Wanda's perspective had been following someone, the only living being in the whole world still able to move.

In that view, Wanda was smiling quietly as she simmered soup. Lorna's lips were curled upward