Sokovia

1000 points of Luck Value?

Chen Ji's eyes flashed, and a smile immediately appeared on his face. He knew that promoting the establishment of the Mystic Council and the Mystic Alliance would benefit the Hidden World.

According to the formula for calculating Luck Value, the advantages of this matter outweigh the disadvantages!

Or...

There's absolutely no harm in it!

Chen Ji's eyes flickered.

If the Mystic Council and the Mystic Alliance can make steady progress, then the emergence of the Illuminati will bring about a major turning point in the future, uniting the major forces in the universe from a loose organization!

And he will be the Lord of the Illuminati!

Above even the Sorcerer Supreme!

In this way, his plan to collect the Infinity Stones will be accomplished through the collaborative efforts of the Illuminati.

The Infinity Stones maintain the six fundamental rules of the current universe.

Time, space, Mind Stone, power, reality, soul.

Each Infinity Stones can grant ordinary people incredible powers.

For example, Captain Marvel, Carol Danvers, possessed cosmic-level energy because of the Space Stone.

Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver also had their latent X-Factor awakened through the Mind Stone!

Even Chen Ji's Gene Mutation is related to the Power Stone!

"Huh."

"Etc."

"The Power Stone awakened my mutant abilities, so it should also awaken Wanda and Pietro's!"

"The Power Stone contains the Law of Power, making it far more suitable for ability-stimulating experiments than the Mind Stone."

"How about..."

"I'll bring Wanda and Quicksilver directly to... that way I can also gain their favor, making it easier for me to build a clandestine force..."

Chen Ji's heart skipped a beat.

A slight smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

Scarlet Witch.

Possesses unimaginable Chaos Magic!

She can easily rewrite reality, overturn the laws of matter, and even create a 'Westview Illusion' where everything operates spontaneously, granting Maria Rambeau extraordinary abilities!

Chen Ji had no reason to let HYDRA take advantage of such an exceptionally promising company!

Previously, he had been developing his power stealthily, but now that he possesses the magic to rival the Sorcerer Supreme, it's time for him to step out of Kamar-Taj and intervene in the course of history!

After all, his every move and thought could bring about a major turning point in the fate of the entire world.

Upgrading all Purple Entry to Red Entry is no small feat!

Just as he was about to leave, an uninvited guest arrived in the main hall, leading his followers and supporters.

His appearance was sinister, his face solemn, and he was dressed in the robes of Mystic Arts Master. Two curved swords were tucked diagonally at his waist. His expression was full of displeasure. He glanced coldly at Chen Ji and then came to stand in front of the Ancient One.

Kaecilius!

Like Mordo, he is a ticking time bomb in Kamar-Taj, driven by obsession, and even led Zealots to pay homage to the Ancient One?

"Tsk."

"Forgot."

"Kaecilius was not given any official position."

"Is this a pretext for trouble?"

"Fortunately... I managed to extricate myself from the situation."

Chen Ji thought to himself.

Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by the Ancient One.

The Ancient One wore a slightly mocking expression, clearly already aware of Kaecilius's purpose.

"Kaecilius."

"The proposals of the Mystic Council and the Mystic Alliance all originated from this Acting Sorcerer Supreme."

"It wasn't me."

"You should talk to him."

The Ancient One shifted the blame eastward.

Before he could finish speaking...

The Zealots had already surrounded Chen Ji to prevent him from fleeing in disarray.

"List."

"Haven't seen you for a long time."

"Even as the Acting Sorcerer Supreme, you shouldn't have broken the rules of Kamar-Taj by establishing the Mystic Council and the Mystic Alliance. Such an important matter, how could you not have informed the other Mystic Arts Master?"

Do you know what consequences this will have?

Kaecilius strode over, his gaze indifferent and his expression somber.

Despite having no official status or authority, he amassed a group of Mystic Arts Mage through his personal charisma, and his reputation as Zealots resounded throughout the Hidden World.

His magical power and talent surpassed those of other Mystic Arts Master, at least exceeding those of Tina Xiu and Old Wang!

From both a moral and logical standpoint.

He should all have a seat in the Mystic Council.

However.

Kaecilius and his Zealots received absolutely no prior warning!

That's absolutely outrageous!

It's obvious that the Acting Sorcerer Supreme doesn't take Kaecilius seriously at all!

Chen Ji's eyes flickered as he faced the onrushing Zealots.

He was not afraid of Kaecilius; the sect's sparring match had already decided the winner, and he was more than capable of crushing Kaecilius.

But...

If Kaecilius leads the Zealots to defect from Kamar-Taj, it will cause turmoil in the Hidden World.

If the Zealots were to join Dormammu beforehand, a devastating catastrophe could erupt while he is in the Weird World!

This is an issue that cannot be ignored.

Those in positions of authority should fulfill their responsibilities.

Struggles for power often involve killing without bloodshed.

"Kaecilius."

"You need to understand."

"I am the Acting Sorcerer Supreme. Before I proposed the idea of Mystic Council, I never thought that the Ancient One would agree."

"Secondly, the seats in the Mystic Council rotate every ten years, not for life."

"Finally, it's not that I haven't considered your plans. For example, the Mystic Alliance needs a visionary leader, and you're very suitable for that position."

Chen Ji thought for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face.

Want power?

Then give him the power!

The Mystic Alliance.

The aim is to unite all the Hidden Families, Hidden Families are almost all founded by Mystic Arts Master and are naturally aligned with Kamar-Taj.

Even if the Ancient One is the nominal leader, she may not be able to be on call at all times.

Therefore, placing Kaecilius in the position of leader of the Mystic Alliance would not only win over the Hidden Families but also keep Kaecilius busy with the affairs of the Hidden Families, thus diminishing his obsession.

This is a win-win situation!

"The Mystic Alliance..."

"List."

"Can you decide who will lead the Mystic Alliance?"

"Or... should the most capable person take the position?"

Kaecilius's eyes flickered.

Is there a difference between the two?

"You are Mystic Arts Master with Immeasurable Depths power."

"Anyway, you understand what I mean."

Chen Ji smiled.

Then, the Mystic Portal was opened, leading to Eastern Europe.

Kaecilius and the Zealots did not stop him this time, letting Chen Ji pass through the door and disappear from sight.

At this moment, the Ancient One seemed to be deep in thought, finally understanding Chen Ji's original intention in designing the Mystic Alliance.

The main reason... lies in checks and balances!

The Sorcerer Supreme, the Mystic Council, the Mystic Alliance.

Surprisingly, a stable triangular structure was formed.

It is evident that Chen Ji was not a whim or a sudden inspiration, but rather a well-thought-out strategy to ensure that the Mystic Arts Master were each in their proper positions.

"List..."

I am not as good as him.

The Ancient One secretly admired him.

She wasn't unaware of glimpses into the future.

Future.

Chen Ji's actions have once again brought countless possibilities to the forefront, and it remains to be seen which possibility will ultimately become reality.

Ancient One expressed his eagerness to see what would happen.

Wang, Mordo, Tina Xiu, Hamir, Daniel Drumm...

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If Chen Ji doesn't step in, the Mystic Council will likely find it difficult to handle this matter.

Kaecilius, and his Zealots, once they broke away from Kamar-Taj, set up their own faction.

The prestige and strength of this reclusive sect will also plummet!

But where did Chen Ji go?

Why are you always neglecting your duties?

What happened to the Rune Academy?!

Sokovia.

Located in Eastern Europe.

Located between major powers, the region is impoverished and underdeveloped, with multiple extremist forces lurking in the area, leading to frequent outbreaks of war and raids.

Society has already collapsed.

Because of the current government's incompetence, even though the people of Sokovia are unwilling to accept this, they can only endure hunger and cold and resort to demonstrations to gain a little pity from the bureaucracy.

However.

Why would a bureaucratic class that's feasting on fat and bloated fat care about the lives of ordinary people?

As long as the capitalist conglomerates behind it continue to provide supplies and exert political influence, nothing will change in Sokovia.

Behind the red gates, meat and wine go to waste; on the roads, the bones of those frozen to death lie.

This is a true reflection of Sokovia.

Homeless people who are so thin they are skin and bones can be seen everywhere on the streets.

This world has never been safe!

Competition between nations has never ceased; in fact, it has intensified!

"Step down!"

"Reorganize the cabinet!"

"Sokovia will never surrender!"

"Officials who betray the interests of the people should all die!"

A group of hot-blooded, youthful-looking young people are holding up banners in the street, angrily denouncing the bureaucratic system for its incompetence and lack of responsibility.

Demonstrations have become almost commonplace in Sokovia, and the bureaucracy seems indifferent to them, often resorting to military force to suppress them.

The Prime Minister's Office.

A portly politician, a hint of disdain on his face, looked out the window at the marching crowd, swirling a tall glass filled with bright red wine, taking small sips slowly.

His eyes revealed arrogance and discrimination.

Who made these parasites not born into wealthy and powerful families?

Don't you get tired of marching and shouting slogans all day?

"Zemo."

"Look at this bunch of trash."

Doesn't it look like a dog?

The current Prime Minister Spiro Lainovich, spoke with disdain, as if he were watching a spectacular theatrical performance.

The young soldier standing to the side, fully armed and carrying a gun, sighed inwardly, even though he had always been a nobleman of Sokovia.

This also could not change the situation in Sokovia.

The power struggle between major powers is not something Sokovia can easily influence!

"Zemo."

"Record who shouted the loudest."

"When night falls, lead your Echo Scorpion Squad and make them vanish forever."

Prime Minister Lenovich's eyes flashed with a cold light; he would not allow the protest forces to grow stronger, lest they threaten his rule!

"Clear."

Zemo nodded.

Because of his noble birth, he was already bound to Spiro Laynovich by interests. As the military commander of the Echo Scorpion Special Forces, his only mission was to obey orders!

Soon, with the intervention of the Echo Scorpion special operations team, the demonstration ended ahead of schedule.

One pair of twins, also disappointed, returned to their temporary residence.

This is an abandoned two-story apartment building.

It is said that the entire family was bombed by an extremist group, and the place became a refuge for the twin siblings.

As for dinner tonight, it was nothing more than cold canned food. The apartment had no water or electricity, so I had no choice but to force myself to eat it.

It really wasn't delicious.

However.

This was already a sumptuous meal for the twins.

Wanda.

"This blanket is for you."

A strong, muscular man handed the blanket to his sister; the temperature had recently plummeted.

Sokovia suffer from colds of varying degrees and are unable to receive any medical treatment.

Medicines, food, drinking water...

Even toilet paper has become a luxury!

"Pietro."

"Do you think... there's any hope for Sokovia?"

Wanda took the blanket and draped it over her shoulders. Her delicate and beautiful face was slightly thin, and her long, reddish-brown hair fell over her shoulders. Her eyes revealed a deep sense of confusion and pain.

During her childhood, a sudden ballistic missile attack turned her and Pietro into tragic war orphans, and even their other relatives fled Sokovia.

These twin siblings barely managed to grow up after being moved from one orphanage to another.

However.

The chaos in Sokovia drove the twins to near despair!

They wanted to flee, yet felt reluctant to leave their homeland.

After all, their parents are buried here!

Who knows?

"Surely it can at least be of some use, right?"

Pietro hugged his arms tightly; he wasn't immune to the cold.

Instead, he wanted to give his younger sister the very best.

But at this moment.

A group of burly special forces soldiers suddenly burst through the window.

The military commander in charge of leading the team was none other than Zemo!

Helmut Zemo!

Facing the cold, dark muzzle of the gun, the twin siblings slumped to the ground, a chill running down their spines!

'Echo Scorpion'?!

How did this renowned assassination squad manage to find them?

The twins looked at each other in silence, as if they had accepted their fate and could vaguely see their parents welcoming them.

But Zemo slowly lowered his weapon and signaled his men to stop immediately.

"You..."

"Is this all we're going to eat?"

Baron Zemo had intended to kill the two, but upon seeing that they were just helpless twins, he couldn't help but feel a pang of pity.

Even the other soldiers looked hesitant.

Who hasn't experienced poverty and hunger?

However.

Prime Minister Lenovic has issued an order that anyone who disobeys could be executed!

Baron Zemo would not risk his precious life for insignificant bystanders.

"Feel sorry."

Zemo waved his hand.

The soldier raised his gun again and put his index finger on the trigger.