The fight between the three figures in midair showed no sign of ending soon, and Thanos was growing impatient.
They were tearing into each other on Blue Star, but the damage from their battle would fall on the planet and troops under his control.
Just as he was about to intervene, he felt another tug.
Some presence seemed to be trying to pull him into the Mindscape.
He resisted. These beings had turned his universe into a battlefield without his permission, and that did not sit well with him.
He looked down at Wanda. "Rest here for a while. I'll deal with these little pests."
With that, he set Wanda down.
But once her feet touched the ground, Wanda clung to him in terror, holding on even tighter.
Her clothes, already damaged in the earlier fight, tore further, exposing a broad stretch of fair skin.
Wanda blushed at once, but she did not dare loosen her arms. She was afraid something might happen to her father too.
Seeing that his daughter was exposed, Thanos immediately used the Aether to repair her clothes.
Then he patted her head and smiled. "Don't worry. I'm the ruler of this universe. I'll show them who calls the shots here."
By "them," he meant not only the superheroes and supervillains, but also the players moving them from behind the scenes.
Wanda was reluctant to let go, but she nodded and released him.
"Be careful, Father."
Thanos nodded, then looked up coldly at the three figures in the sky.
He drew Tyrant's Blade from his back and charged.
At that moment, the ring on the controlled Mandarin's left ring finger flashed, freeing him from Thanos's mental control.
The ring could strengthen its wearer's mental power and control other people at close range.
It was much like