After Divine Grace ended, Wanda instantly felt a telepathic bond form between her and her father.
The connection went far beyond anything ordinary people could experience. Bliss washed over her, and excitement left her whole body wet.
"Father..."
Even Thanos felt the connection.
It struck him as strange.
Why hadn't he felt anything like this with the other eight?
Was it because he and Wanda were father and daughter? Was that why their connection felt special?
The more he thought about it, the less likely that seemed. There had to be a deeper reason.
But with heroes and villains flying all over the sky, he had no time to investigate. Once Divine Grace was complete, he took the original Darkhold from inside his robes and handed it to Wanda.
"Keep this Darkhold safe. Whatever you do, don't lose it."
Wanda took the Darkhold and sensed an energy utterly unlike that of the copy she had held before.
This Darkhold contained incredibly pure Dark Energy. It seemed to hold nothing else.
And there was so much of it that she felt tiny by comparison.
She immediately realized this Darkhold was no ordinary book.
And because it was a gift from her father, it was even more precious.
She hugged it tightly to her chest and nodded firmly.
"I will. Thank you, Father."
Thanos nodded. After performing Divine Grace on Quicksilver as well, he flew into the sky.
He soon spotted several Superheroes and villains fighting and raised his left hand.
Green light flared. The Superheroes and villains rapidly grew younger, turning into helpless infants who fell to the ground.
He had made them younger rather than older because some people only grew stronger with age.
Surely no one grew stronger the younger they got.
The move worked remarkably well.
Once the