"Enough!"
When M-Wanda realized that Aron was becoming stronger by slaughtering the Celestial gods... it was already too late.
Only a few moments.
In that short period of time, while Aron deliberately provoked Wanda and made her lose her mind... the corpses of the Tiamuts he had killed were already scattered throughout the entire starfield.
And we're not talking about two or three hundred.
Almost a third of the Celestial gods were slaughtered.
It wasn't that the Tiamuts were too weak, nor that Aron was so powerful that no one could match him.
The essence lay in the characteristics of the All-Black Necrosword.
Every time he killed a Celestial, the sword's power grew. And as the number of layers increased, Aron's efficiency in slaughter rose continuously.
At first, he had to use all his strength and a series of complex attacks.
In the end, a single ordinary horizontal swing was enough.
And he could kill gods.
When M-Wanda came to her senses from her rage... the All-Black Necrosword was already overflowing with divine blood.
The body of the sword was black to the extreme. It became like a black hole, absorbing the surrounding light.
The power that permeated that blade was beyond imagination.
"Enough!" Wanda shouted again, determined to stop Aron before he further upgraded that damned sword of slaughter.
She used Chaos Magic once more.
Just as she had created those Celestial gods in the beginning... she now began to erase them.
As soon as the words left her mouth, crimson light exploded around her, and the surviving Tiamuts vanished one after another.
Wanda didn't even try to use Chaos Magic to directly erase Aron, to destroy that vile being.
But the problem was that she couldn't.
The power of the Morning Star that enveloped Aron was like a perfect domain. Chaos Magic could not penetrate it.
"Hey, what are you doing? I'm collecting stacks~"Aron expressed dissatisfaction.
Until now, he had only used the power of the Morning Star as passive defense. He had never used it for a direct attack on Wanda.
The reason?
Simple, he was too stingy to waste that power.
But now he no longer planned to save it.
"Since you won't let me kill the Celestial gods…"
"Then don't blame me for taking your stack."
Without hesitation, Aron shot straight toward her.
From Wanda's side, Chaos Magic surged like a cosmic storm, forming walls of destruction.
Even touching the outer layer of her magic was enough to annihilate everything, through distortion of reality.
But Aron broke through that layer.
Using the Morning Star, he pierced through the magic like a bullet through a storm.
"I'll miss you."
"Of course, I mean the other versions of you."
As he approached Wanda's figure, which looked identical to the woman he shared his daily life with, Aron didn't show a trace of mercy.
Perhaps there is a primal need in man to destroy what is beautiful.
Like the urge to crush a lovely flower.
Or worse…
To cleave this enchanting woman before him in half.
Without hesitation, the All-Black Necrosword sliced through the darkness.
No matter how powerful Wanda's Chaos Magic was, she was still, at her core, a mage, vulnerable.
A whistle.
The light of the sword flashed through the vacuum.
Wanda's slender body was split in two.
Blood and organs scattered into the emptiness of space, like a bloody, grotesque dress.
"Aaaaa!"
The beheaded Wanda didn't die immediately.
But she was already dead.
Because the power of the All-Black Necrosword, specifically designed to kill gods, was already devouring her last traces of life.
The flames in her eyes faded.
Real pupils appeared. They began to dilate.
"Huh…"
However, just as life was leaving her body…
The dead body smiled.
"Hehehahaha…"
The laughter turned into hysterical mania.
The image around her began to flicker, like a broken TV screen.
M-Wanda's body began to tremble. Like a glitched model in a video game.
The two halves of her body alternately merged and twisted into grotesque forms.
The next moment, from the empty eye sockets of the dead Wanda...
Crimson flames blazed again.
"You think that was all of me?"
Wanda's voice echoed, but it didn't come from the split body.
It came from above.
From the sky.
"Now… meet the real me."
Everything before Aron's eyes began to recede.
Blotchy images.
The remnants of the Solar System.
The dead Celestial Tiamuts.
The split body of M-Wanda.
Everything was moving away as if Aron were traveling at the speed of light.
But he knew the truth, he wasn't moving.
The universe itself was moving.
"I knew it wasn't that simple."
As he exhaled the words, Aron realized he was outside the known universe.
Lucifer had once told him:
Powerful beings from higher dimensions cannot truly descend into lower dimensions, they can only send their projections.
The moment he stepped out of the universe, Aron realized which version of Wanda he was now facing.
"I wonder… how many versions of yourself did you kill to put this together?"
Looking at the red figure beyond the universe, he asked.
And considering the state of the original movie Wanda, how many versions did you have to sacrifice to create this force?
"That's not important."
The figure turned around.
One face, the classic movie face of Wanda.
The other, two-dimensional, drawn with lines, like from a comic book.
The comic version of Wanda.
Those two faces were merged into a bizarre form. Sometimes two, sometimes one.
"Because we are... the Lord of Chaos."
Both faces said at the same time.
"…"
Aron had no more comments.
The scene before him was so absurd that even he, accustomed to the incredible, didn't know how to react.
And it's not that the Lord of Chaos Wanda looked bad.
Even with two merged faces, she was still... beautiful.
In a strange, surreal way.
"Can you not ruin your face?"
"If you're not sorry, I am."
Although her power clearly surpassed anything in the MCU films, Aron didn't panic.
Because he still hadn't used his trump cards.
"Still planning to seduce me?"
Wanda tilted her head. The same gesture as before.
"I don't understand where you get that confidence."
Then, in his hand, appeared an ordinary card.
"Because I have a good friend." said Aron.
The ritual on the card activated.
Luckily, there was no other universe nearby.
The target of the exorcism was only one — the Lord of Chaos Wanda.
"Sorry, my friend… I didn't mean to use you like this."
"But you gave me too little Morning Star power, so I'm saving it!"
Then...
Without hesitation, he said:
"Expelling target to the universe where DC's Lucifer Morningstar resides!"
Bang!
The words resounded like an explosion through reality.
Even the powerful Lord of Chaos Wanda felt a law she couldn't resist.
"What is this!?" she screamed, as the white light consumed and forcibly banished her.
But Aron didn't respond.