On-site Seizure of Illegal Assets, Compliant Confiscation of a Void Beast
That destructive aura, powerful enough to tear apart time and space, swept over us.
The Void Beast Alioth, a purple storm composed of pure devouring desire, distorted and swallowed all light and order in its path. At the storm's core, countless wailing remnants of Timeline coalesced into blurry, pained faces, emitting silent shrieks.
This is not physical oppression, but an erasure that originates from the concept itself.
The veins on the back of Hela's hand, gripping the Night Sky Sword, were slightly bulging. The sound of the blade rubbing against the scabbard was exceptionally clear in the silent void. She only needed one command, or rather, one reason to no longer endure.
The Scarlet Energy surrounding Wanda had condensed from the surrounding Nebula into a tangible, liquid flame that seemed ready to drip at any moment. The boundaries she had constructed began to show subtle, unstable fluctuations in the face of this overwhelming presence.
Only Gwen Stacy remained standing at the very front.
She withstood the immense will that almost froze her thoughts, her face expressionless, as if what lay before her was not a Void Beast capable of cutting through Timeline, but a reckless truck about to crash into a safety barrier.
She took a deep breath, stepped forward, and crossed the Scarlet boundary that symbolized the sovereignty of the territory.
She held up the Red-Headed Document in her hand.
It was an ordinary physical document, black ink on white paper, with a bright red administrative seal authorized by the Negative Zone Management Committee stamped at the bottom of the page. In this bizarre, Chaos void, this document, representing the order of the human bureaucratic system, seemed so out of place, even somewhat absurd.
Gwen Stacy didn't look at the Beast; her gaze was fixed on the documents in her hands.
Her voice, amplified by the built-in amplifier in her tactical goggles, was loud enough to penetrate the energy storm. It was quiet, emotionless, steady, and clear, like reading a routine announcement at a dull internal meeting.
"The Negative Zone Management Committee and the Cross-Dimensional Anti-Corruption and Ecological Security Joint Investigation Team are now conducting on-site enforcement against your unit."
She paused, giving the other person a theoretically possible "reaction time".
Alioth clearly had no unit and couldn't understand this rhetoric. Its response was an even more violent surge of energy, the purplish-black lightning front almost touching Gwen Stacy's nose.
Gwen Stacy adjusted her glasses and continued reading the document in her unhurried tone.
"Upon investigation, your organization is suspected of being involved in the illegal border crossing of 'ownerless, highly dangerous, and illegally crossing living organisms' as defined in Article 7, Paragraph 3 of the Negative Zone Special Administrative Region Border Management Regulations."
"Based on the joint authorization of the 'Regulations on Asset Management of Negative Space Management Committee ' and the ' Ecological Security Emergency Response Act,' the investigation team has decided to seize the 'illegal assets' represented by your unit on site."
The last word fell.
Gwen Stacy closed the file.
The moment she closed the file.
The Hela was pulled.
There was no earth-shattering shout, no dazzling opening move. She simply drew the Night Sky Sword that she had been holding in her hand.
A pure, black rift, seemingly capable of absorbing all light and heat, flashed through the void as the sword was drawn.
That wasn't sword light; it was the concept of death itself.
The immense, boundless purple storm that was sweeping towards Alioth with Thunder force suddenly halted. At the storm's forefront, the energy activity in a vast area was instantly and forcibly reduced to zero. The rolling thunderstorms and distorted remnants of time, like images paused on a pause button, abruptly froze in mid-air, then transformed into primordial, meaningless dust, quietly Oblivion.
For the first time, an emotion that Alioth could not comprehend arose in its chaotic consciousness, which was driven solely by the instinct of hunger.
fear.
It tried to retreat, trying to bypass that black forbidden zone of death.
But it was too late.
Wanda's eyes had turned completely Scarlet at some point.
She raised her hand, fingers spread, and aimed it at the massive storm that had fallen into stagnation and panic.
Article 3 of the "Core Asset Protection Regulations" stipulates that potentially risky assets shall be subject to "conceptual sealing and rendering harmless."
She spoke softly, as if giving herself a compliant reason for her actions.
The Scarlet Chaos Magic was no longer a violent energy, but transformed into countless slender, precise red threads that followed some unknown geometric logic. These threads instantly wove together a giant net covering the entire void, conceptually "defining" Alioth's massive existence as a closed, structurally stable energy body.
The originally violent and dissipated energy was forcibly restrained, gathered, and compressed.
Alioth let out a silent roar, struggling frantically to tear apart the restraints. But the logic of Chaos Magic transcends time and space. Every struggle, every energy Impact, was absorbed and analyzed by the vast net, then transformed into energy to reinforce itself.
The more it resists, the tighter the restraints become.
Hela's Death Authority stripped it of its aggressiveness.
Wanda's Chaos Magic imprisoned its form of existence.
Their offense and defense were perfectly coordinated.
That Void Beast, which was enough to give even TVA a hard time, was like a giant whale that had been precisely anesthetized and tightly bound in front of the two "investigation team members," unable to stir up any waves except for futile writhing.
The entire process takes no more than ten seconds.
Gwen Stacy stared at the scene of "law enforcement" that was nothing short of Dimensionality-Reduction Strike, her eyes behind her glasses remaining completely unmoved. She took another step forward and retrieved a palm-sized, square device made of Special Alloy from her equipment bag.
She walked up to Alioth, who was tightly bound by Scarlet threads and had been compressed into a huge purple crystal, and gently placed the square device on the surface of the crystal.
She pressed a red button on the side of the device.
A soft "beep" sounded.
The device was activated, and a line of clear white text made of energy lit up its surface.
[Negative Zone Management Committee Temporarily Seizes Assets]
[ID: FZ-ZC-2024-001]
[Status: Seized]
Once the handwriting stabilized, Gwen Stacy stepped back, took out a Body Camera, and took several photos of the sealed "illegal assets" from different angles for archiving.
At this point, all procedures are complete.
The underhanded tactics of TVA Originalist Faction —the ultimate table-flipping method they had high hopes for, capable of physically erasing all evidence—were forcibly "confiscated" in an extremely "compliant" manner.
He lost both his wife and his army.
"Team leader," Hela sheathed the Night Sky Sword, and the Aura of Death that had frozen the void dissipated, "Dealt with. Shall we return?"
"Return to base." Gwen Stacy nodded, put away the Body Camera and Red-Headed Document, and prepared to initiate the transmission.
However, at that moment, Wanda's brows suddenly furrowed tightly.
"Etc."
Her voice carried a subtle hint of seriousness.
Gwen Stacy and Hela stopped moving at the same time and looked at her.
"What's wrong?" Gwen Stacy asked.
Wanda closed her eyes, Scarlet energy swirled rapidly within them, as if reading a massive amount of data. A few seconds later, she opened her eyes, her expression turning somewhat grim.
There's a problem.
She said.
"The 'enforcement' operation just now, especially Director Hela's 'concept clearing' and my ' Concept Sealing,' consumed more energy than expected."
"Our actions directly triggered the Level II emergency response Contingency Plan of the Management Committee's total energy reserves. Currently, the civilian energy rationing within the entire Negative Zone Jurisdiction has been forcibly reduced by 30%."
Gwen Stacy's pupils contracted instantly.
She immediately understood what this meant.
The upper echelons have just won a decisive victory in their power struggle, but the lives of ordinary people at the grassroots level are now in crisis.