Chapter 94
Faustus's face was even uglier than before.
Of course he knew that name!
Just a few days ago, Ajak had used the Uni-Mind to convey that new rule to all the Eternals!
Ikaris, the strongest Eternals warrior... was by him... "No!" Faustus's body began to tremble.
He wasn't afraid of battle.
But he was afraid of that "god."
"He, what does he want to do?!" Faustus's voice trembled.
"I, I won't leave my family! Never!"
"We know, we know." Tony quickly soothed him.
"Listen, Faustus. Mr. Leon is a very reasonable man."
Tony himself almost gagged when he said that sentence.
"He's not here to break up your family."
"He's here to offer you a new job."
"A job?" Faustus was stunned.
"Yes." Tony cleared his throat, "A cosmic-level job."
"Look at you, Faustus. You're an artisan, right? Your talent is creation."
"But look at what you're doing now? You're helping humans fix tractors? Designing toilets?"
"This is simply... a waste!"
"Mr. Leon said he can give you a new forge."
"A forge with a star as its core."
Tony's words stunned Faustus.
With a star as its core?!
This, this is!
This was what he had always dreamed of!
"He, what does he want me to build?" Faustus swallowed with difficulty.
"Weapons."
Tony's tone became serious.
"To forge weapons for his army."
"No!" Faustus refused without thinking!
"I will never build weapons again! Absolutely not!"
"The tools I made only brought war to humanity!!" He roared in pain.
"Oh, come on." Tony rolled his eyes, "Do you think you still have a choice?"
"Do you think if you refuse, he'll say 'Oh, alright, sorry to bother you' and just leave?"
"You're too naive."
"He..."
Just as Tony was about to continue with his threats and inducements.
"Enough, Tony."
A gentle, calm, yet seemingly ethereal voice.
Rang in everyone's ears.
Tony's body stiffened.
F*ck.
He's here again.
Faustus was even more thunderstruck!
This voice!
It was the voice from the Uni-Mind transmitted by Ajak!
It was Leon Odinson!
"Faustus."
Leon's voice was cold.
"You are an excellent artisan. But you are too emotional."
"Do you think that if you don't make weapons, war won't come?"
Faustus looked around in horror.
Where is he?
Where is he?!
"Don't look for him." Leon's voice seemed to see through his every thought.
"I am in the light."
As he spoke.
The streetlights on the lawn.
The arc reactor on Tony's armor.
The angry green light in Hulk's eyes.
The golden light shining on Adam's body.
Even... the golden cosmic energy of the Celestials flowing within Faustus himself.
At this moment, all seemed to be imbued with will!
They were all watching Faustus!
"You!"
Faustus completely broke down.
What kind of power is this?!
He can control energy?!
Control the energy of the Celestials?!
"Do you think that by hiding here, your family will be safe?"
Leon's voice, like divine punishment, struck Faustus's heart, word by word.
"You are too naive."
"A Titan named Thanos is on his way."
"He will come with his fleet and flatten Midgard."
"He will snap his fingers."
"And then, your husband, your son..."
Leon's voice paused.
"Will turn to dust before your eyes."
"No!!!!!"
Faustus let out a more desperate scream than before!
"Stop!! Don't say another word!!"
"Daddy? Papa?" Jack's tearful cry came from upstairs.
Faustus's psychological defenses completely collapsed.
He knelt on the ground, his energy armor shattering piece by piece.
"What do you want from me?" He asked, distraught.
"It's simple."
Leon's voice returned to its gentle tone.
"I grant you shelter."
"I grant you a true stage."
"You, Faustus, the artisan of the Eternals."
"You will forge for me a fleet that will conquer the stars."
"In exchange..."
Leon's voice reached the ears of the little boy, Jack.
"Your family will bask in my glory, until Eternity."
Faustus completely gave up resisting.
He collapsed onto the lawn, gasping for air.
"I, I agree."
"But my family..."
"They will come with you." Leon's voice was beyond doubt.
"Tony."
"Here, boss." Tony quickly stood at attention.
"Please bring Mr. Faustus and his family back to Malibu."
"There are new toys waiting for him there, prepared by me."
"Yes, sir."
Tony shrugged helplessly.
Done.
Another one.
Kindergarten Commando mission accomplished.
He glanced at the technical artisan slumped on the ground.
"Welcome to the devil's side, buddy."
...Malibu, beachfront Villa.
Leon stood in front of the French windows, retracting his will that had covered half of the U.S.
His face still held that calm and unruffled expression.
As if the person who had just crushed an Eternals's will was not him.
Done.
The mental manipulator, Druig.
The technical artisan, Faustus.
Plus a bonus scout, Makkari.
His Eternals vanguard's basic framework was already set up.
"A bunch of poor wretches formatted by the Celestials."
Leon smiled disdainfully.
These Eternals, seemingly powerful, but their factory settings were full of flaws.
Druig's bleeding heart.
Faustus's guilt.
Ikaris's foolish loyalty.
These, in Leon's view, were the best switches to exploit.
He just needed to press gently.
These Gods who had lived for thousands of years would obediently become the most useful tools in his hands.
"As for Kingo, the most disobedient one."
A playful glint flashed in Leon's eyes.
"A fantasist obsessed with Bollywood?"
"Tony's S.H.I.E.L.D. should get involved in the entertainment industry."
Leon took a sip of wine.
His perception once again covered the entire Villa.
In the medical bay.
"Bang!!"
Pietro's body was once again kicked away by Makkari, slamming into the newly replaced alloy wall.
"Cough cough."
Pietro slid to the ground, and dozens of his bones were probably broken again.
"Too slow..."
Makkari stood opposite him, disdainfully gesturing in sign language.
Her face was full of mockery.
This toy was more durable than she had imagined.
Pietro looked up.
His eyes were no longer angry, nor despairing.
But a kind of almost insane obsession.
"Again!!"
He roared, his body once again turning into a silver light and charging forward!
"Bang!!"
Kicked away again.
Leon nodded in satisfaction.
"Not bad."
"Hatred is the best catalyst."
"Pietro, don't disappoint me, my Mach 10 treadmill is still waiting for you."
His perception shifted to the greenhouse.
Wanda.
The girl was suspended in mid-air.
Her eyes were tightly closed, and her forehead was covered in sweat.
Scarlet Chaos Power surged violently around her.
In front of her, the remains of the orchid she had erased.
Were reassembling.
Particle by particle of dust, defying the laws of physics, began to gather and condense.
A withered yellow leaf was turning green at a visible speed.
Although halfway through its formation, it suddenly exploded again, turning into a sky full of dust.
"Ah!"
Wanda let out a tired groan and fell from mid-air.
"Hoo... hoo..."
She knelt on the ground, panting heavily.
But in her eyes, there was no discouragement.
Only a stronger desire.
She glanced in the direction of the medical bay.
She could feel that her brother was suffering again.
"No, not enough!"
"I'm still not strong enough!"
"I must control it!"
Wanda gritted her teeth, sat down cross-legged again, and tried to reassemble the disobedient Chaos Magic.
Leon's smile deepened.
"One driven by hatred."
"One driven by love."
"Truly perfect siblings."
Leon knew very well.
Wanda's Chaos Magic was the biggest variable in this Universe.
And also the sweetest bait he had given to Chthon.
"Soon..."
Leon's gaze turned to the sunlight outside the window.
"Once my vanguard is assembled."
"Once my Witch can skillfully tear reality apart..."
"Asgard's mess should also be ignited."
He slowly turned and looked at the Villa's wine cabinet.
"However, before that..."
"Perhaps I should personally go and meet that technical artisan."
"After all..."
Leon's smile became somewhat benevolent.
"To forge a stellar forge..."
"I always have to give him a sun as a Meeting gift, don't I?"