The Avengers Get a Beating!

Vision was in terrible shape, too.

His supposedly indestructible vibranium body had been snapped apart, and one of his arms was nowhere to be found.

Wanda slumped in the mud, gasping for breath.

The scarlet chaos energy around her flickered unsteadily.

"Damn it, where did this crazy witch come from?"

"How the hell is she this strong?"

Tony Stark gritted his teeth and complained.

"No idea."

"But we need backup."

Wanda panted out the words, and the scarlet energy in her hand suddenly flared.

A distress message shot into the distance.

At that very moment.

Ren was in the Library, poring over ancient texts.

For a sorcerer.

Knowledge was combat power.

The foundation of sorcery lay in constantly acquiring knowledge.

As Kamar-Taj's strongest fighter, Ren.

Naturally needed a vast store of learning.

Take what he was doing now, for example.

He was reading the Book of the Vishanti.

It embodied the supreme might of the Vishanti.

Unlike an ordinary book, its pages were not covered in writing.

Quite the opposite.

The entire book was blank.

There was nothing to see.

Only when the reader's power and mental strength met its requirements.

Would the book feed knowledge tailored to them directly into their mind.

It contained the laws governing the universe and the most fundamental truths of magic.

Ren was utterly engrossed.

But.

Just as he was immersed in that ocean of knowledge.

A streak of scarlet light abruptly appeared.

Ren frowned slightly.

He reached out and caught the red light.

"Interesting. Chaos Magic?"

Ren was a little surprised.

No one on Earth possessed this particular energy except Wanda.

Why was Wanda suddenly contacting him?

Wanda had not actually been born knowing how to use Chaos Magic.

She was a mutant.

Her innate ability was called probability manipulation.

It allowed her