The original Wanda had lost her brother Quicksilver, then been forced to kill her beloved Vision with her own hands.
After Chaos Magic spiraled out of control, she had pulled the entirety of "Westview" into an illusion.
After emerging from the illusion, she had been tempted by the Darkhold and wanted to find her children in a Parallel Universe...
In the end, she had buried herself with her own hands in the dark temple before them.
At that moment, she did not know how tragic her original fate had been. She only wanted to protect Earth together with Apocalypse.
With that conviction, the Darkhold's temptation naturally weakened greatly.
Wanda half-closed her eyes, her body floating in the air above the center of the altar.
Red Chaos Magic spread from her body, lightly sweeping across the incantations carved into the stone walls.
Each time it passed over an incantation, a strand of red energy flowed back, forming a page in front of Wanda's chest.
As more and more incantations were swept over, the pages piled up ever thicker.
At last, all the red light gathered together and formed a black book—the Darkhold.
Wanda descended from the air, holding the Darkhold in her hands, a faint smile appearing on her sweet face.
"Divine book, divine book, you need not tempt me any longer. My heart already belongs to someone. How could anything in this world compare to staying by his side?"
Hearing this, the glow on the Darkhold's surface gradually faded and withdrew within.
Wanda walked over to Ava and said, "We have the Darkhold. Help me take it to Tang."
Ava hesitated slightly. "There is still the Book of Vishanti. If no one can find it, I can only go tell Tang first."
Wanda's fair, slender fingers formed several graceful hand