Ultra: Becoming the Strongest Monster from Blaze

Granted, if it were a normal person, he would probably be killed instantly by the water pressure, but this is the Hulk.

Apart from anything else, its desire to survive is indeed strong.

Even for the sake of survival, he would not let Dr. Banner die.

However, these things are not what Mr. Jello and Wanda need to care about. At this time, Wanda is troubled by another thing.

the next day.

Wanda frowned and got up from the bed.

She had a dream last night. She dreamed about things that happened a few years ago. She also dreamed about her parents and Pietro.

How has Pietro been doing these past few years?

He was saved, Mr. Jello once told her so, and so was the God. Wanda felt more at ease, after all, there was no need for them to lie to herself.

Time will wash away everything, and she has been able to let it go, but for some reason, she had a rare dream about those years yesterday.

Ruins, siblings, Stark.

And despair.

Is it because I've been seeing Tony Stark a lot lately?

Wanda guessed.

But he quickly shook his head again.

No, although she wanted "revenge", she also knew that killing Tony Stark was meaningless and it was just an impulse at the time.

That's why she felt something was wrong.

She looked at her hands and felt that something was not right with her current condition.

This is not normal.

Wanda went downstairs, only to find the house was eerily quiet.

She looked towards the sofa and found that Mr. Jello was not sitting there reading today's newspaper as usual - there was nothing there.

"..."

A sense of panic began to surge in Wanda's heart and intensified.

Where have you gone? !

Her pupils were slightly dilated.

"Mr. Jello?"

The only sounds in the house seemed to be her own echo and her increasingly rapid heartbeat.

Could it be...

Wanda ran towards the door, feeling as if she was escaping from a desperate situation.

outside.

Mr. Jello was talking to someone at this time. After hearing the noise behind him, he turned his head and met Wanda's trembling eyes.

Data flows, is analyzed, and conclusions are drawn.

"What's wrong, Wanda, did you have a nightmare?"

Wanda said nothing, just stared at him blankly.

"This is your daughter, she's so beautiful!"

Mr. Jello turned his head and looked over, then smiled and said, "Thank you."

Then she took the milk from his hand.

Soon, the two returned to the house.

Mr. Jello looked at the girl with her head buried in his arms, somewhat puzzled.

Nightmare? Not really.

So what happened?

"What happened, Wanda?"

He asked while stroking the girl's head, and at the same time sent the abnormality here to God.

Empty space.

After receiving the news, Kagachi didn't care much.

Of course Wanda would not have such a dream for no reason, this was naturally His work.

Wanda, it's time to grow up.

As we all know, growth comes at a price.

Kagachi originally intended for Wanda to grow up slowly and normally, but unfortunately, she did not achieve the results that Kagachi expected.

Therefore, some more drastic measures are needed.

Kagachi thought as he teased the little flaming bird in his hand.

At the same time, I estimated the time in my mind.

He had long ago cut off all channels for the Earth to send information outward, except for those from humans. After so long, those people or forces who have ideas about the Earth should have taken some action.

For example, Odin, Thanos, and even the Celestials.

At this time, Kagachi was in a state of curling up and waiting for those guys to come to him.

By the way, isn’t it time for the plot of “Thor”?

Kagachi was a little uncertain.

After all, He did not conceal His existence, so it is unknown whether Odin would send His eldest son to Earth for training.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

As long as Wanda grows up, it doesn’t matter whether Thor exists or not.

......

Sokovia.

In a slum.

A thin boy was leaning against the wall, watching the passers-by.

This person is Pietro, Wanda's brother.

Since he was rescued that day, he had been moved among various relatives, and it was obvious that he was not living a very happy life until he came to live alone in the slums two years ago.

Although it's just a change of life, it doesn't matter.

At least he was free and could do what he wanted.

Find your sister.

This is his only relative.

And now, he has found his target. Just yesterday when he went out, he happened to see an interview about a school in the United States on TV.

At that time, he saw a figure.

Although he hadn't seen her for several years, Pietro was still very sure that it was his sister Wanda!

Although he didn't know how she came to the United States, Pietro was still very happy. At least his sister was still alive.

Now, the school was being shown again on a large screen in the distance.

Suddenly, Pietro sat up from the ground.

He's going to find his sister!

"..."

However, he took a look at his hands - they were skinny, black and blue, and looked no different from those of an ordinary homeless person.

He hasn't had a proper meal for two days.

Should he really go find Wanda?

Why look for her? Let her live a wandering life like me?

No!

Judging from what we just saw of Wanda, she should be living well and there is no sign of abuse. In other words, she is living a good life now.

Pietro was silent and sat back down silently.

"Oh, I met an interesting kid."

Suddenly, a voice sounded.

Pietro looked over and saw a man in strange black clothes and a mask, looking like an outlaw.

I don't know when he came to my side.

Pietro closed his eyes and ignored it. There were many weirdos here, most of them were mentally ill.

The man squatted down and moved slightly closer.

"Hello, kid, you look a little sad."

Pietro: "..."

The man looked at the silent boy, then glanced at the picture on the big screen in the distance. It showed a clean and tidy aristocratic school, which seemed to be in the United States.

Humph, you are just doing this superficial work again.

He turned his gaze back.

He has been observing the child for a few days and has basically confirmed that the child is a mutant, but has not yet awakened.

"You want to go to school?"

he asked.

But the boy remained silent.

It seems not.

"Or do you want to go to that school on 'TV'?"

The boy moved.

The man understood.

"If you want to go, come with me." He stretched out his hand to Pietro and said, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Paccвet."

He looked at the boy's alert eyes and continued:

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, because we are the same kind."

As he said this, the man's eyes lit up with purple light.

Pietro was shocked.

This is!

Supernatural power? He remembered Wanda's sudden disappearance when she was a child. That must have been something unusual. Following this person, he might really be able to...

"Lasviette, right?"

In response to Pietro's question, the man nodded.

"Well, my name is Lasviette."