I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

Is this a god’s confusion about mortals?

No, it is not.

The god inherited wisdom, and he knew the disaster his birth would bring.

He just didn't understand why John.

"We shouldn't be like this, you know," Thiam said. "We're so similar."

The same ancient and eternal, the same powerful and selfish.

John walked up to Thiam. The powerful god was finally so weak.

They can easily decide the life and death of a world, and they can also create a powerful race like the Eternals.

High above, they are the judges of the universe.

Sitting opposite each other, the Witch King and the God started a dialogue.

"You put your own birth into this world without permission."

John shook his head and said, "Even without me, you will fail."

Are gods powerful?

It can even be said to be more powerful than Thanos.

But is such a god really so invincible when all superheroes are intact today?

Thor's storm axe, Stephen's magic, plus many superheroes.

"What traps you is the barrier built by Kama Taj for thousands of years to protect this world from outside invasion. What kills you is the masterpiece of the Witch King, the ruler of the magical kingdom."

John said calmly: "You think you can decide all this, even the Eternals think so."

"But you never thought that a race's counterattack would make the gods fall."

"As for why it's me, no king wants others to interfere in his territory, and I am the same."

This is the Atrium, one of the nine kingdoms, and it is also the most complex one among the nine kingdoms.

They do not have the absolute right of divine kingship like Asgard and Vanaheim, nor do they have the unity of being born from the same mother tree like Alfheim.

They will launch wars and unleash genocidal butchery on people in the same world, and they will also engage in slavery and self-arrogance because of skin color.

They are the most selfish race in the universe. They will slaughter all intelligent life in the world, not to mention the alien gods who take root without permission.

"No, you don't understand, we shouldn't be like this."

Thiam said: "The Celestials maintain the operation of this universe. Without the Celestials, this universe will lose its light and enter death."

"The world has no light, loses gravity, and evil thrives. It's not the death of billions of lives, but the death of trillions and trillions."

The Celestials create gravity and heat.

They walk around the universe and create new galaxies, and the new galaxies will give birth to new races of life.

The birth of a god certainly requires the sacrifice of billions of lives, but their appearance will also make the universe more stable.

When Thiam said this, John shook his head slightly and said, "Of course I know, but if what you want to sacrifice is not the place under my feet, I would even be willing to help you."

Measured by life, if ten billion lives are compared with one person's life, no one would hesitate to choose that ten billion life.

But what if that person is yourself?

Will you continue to choose generous sacrifices?

Thiam’s armor is peeling off.

His divine power was so weakened that he could no longer maintain this posture.

The gods never show their appearance to others, and no one has ever seen what the gods look like under their armor.

"Then why you?" Thiam asked, "You know, you will not die, you can become the freest life in the universe."

A corner of Thiam's six-hole mask was broken, revealing the radiant energy that was continuously dissipating from it.

"It sounds like you know me very well." John reached out and grabbed Thiam's mask. He used force with his fingers to speed up the decomposition of the energy.

"We are the same existence, of course I understand you."

Thiam said: "You should know that you have blood that is not human."

"You are wrong." John shook his head and said, "I know my origins, and I also know that I cannot be the same as you."

"No, you are wrong."

With the mask mostly gone, Thiam said: "We are the same."

"Click."

The armor is shattering, symbolizing how little time Thiam has left.

It was not that he didn't try to resist, but the inverse equation directed at the gods made him unable to resist.

The mask finally couldn't hold up any longer.

Thiam's true colors were revealed.

"Because I've been with you for a long time."

Underneath the mask was a familiar face.

It was the same face as John's.

It's just that he is more pure than John.

John's hands passed through those energies, and a familiar feeling emerged in his heart.

"You've already guessed, haven't you?" Thiam stood up unsteadily.

He looked at John with sadness in his eyes.

"Why can't we grow together?"

"You know, I helped you a lot."

"You know..." Thiam's voice was choked, "We help each other."

John took two steps back, and the mirror-like person was standing in front of him.

This is not John from a parallel universe.

This is Thiam, the newborn of the Celestials.

But he was familiar with John.

Something exploded in John's mind.

Some memories that he ignored and forgotten.

In other words, this was set by his creator from the beginning.

He looked at Thiam steadily and said a strange yet familiar name.

"system?"

Thiam's body is thin and thin, he should be extremely strong, but now he is destroyed by the inverse equation.

Thiam walked towards John step by step, "Who brought you into the magical world?"

"Who made the difference when you were helpless?"

"Who gave you special abilities?"

"The blood of those magical animals is integrated into your body."

"The Witch King's reputation resounds throughout the magical world."

He stopped in front of John and pointed hard at his heart, "It's me!"

"We are one!"

John's face was sullen, and he suddenly took action and strangled Thiam's neck, "Why did you become the system?"

John received his Hogwarts admission letter when he was eleven years old, and the system emerged.

John stared hard at Thiam, using his fingers so hard that it seemed like Thiam would disappear in the next second.

Thiam said: "The power of the gods needs to be catalyzed, and we will enter the consciousness of the chosen one and grow with them."

"Don't you understand yet?" Thiam whispered, "I am your closest person, just like Arthur and Merlin, we achieve each other."

"So, open this place." Thiam said. "In your body is the power of the gods. The gods who can create everything created the Witch King."

"So, you want to be my creator?" John pressed his fingers hard, and Thiam's arm exploded.

No wonder he wouldn't be rejected by the gods' genes.

Because the God genes themselves devour each other.

Thiam's consciousness took the form of a system and entered the body of the young wizard.

As the wizard grew, so did the consciousness from Thiam.

The population limit was just the trigger. It was John who really made Thiam grow to this point.

The magic he learned day and night in the forbidden book area became Thiam's unlimited capital in the future.

Each deity has unique abilities.

And Thiam's ability is fusion.

John has the abilities of nine magical animals, and it is these nine abilities that gave him the title of Witch King.

"I think I probably know why I'm here."

John suddenly calmed down and Thiam felt bad.

"I also found the reason for sleeping."

No wonder the sleepwalker allowed himself to find the answer, it turned out to be this.

John smiled.

"Selfish and cruel Witch King, is this true even for your clone?"

He looked at Thiam, and his calm look made Thiam feel incredible.

"You're wrong about one thing."

Thiam found that reversing the equation was accelerating.

John said: "You did not create the Witch King, it was the Witch King who made you."

Every piece of knowledge was explored by the Witch King from countless taboos.

His strength comes from his knowledge and his never-ending exploration.

John murmured to himself, "There is no free gold, this is the basic common sense of alchemy."

"The power given by fate requires the price of grief and mission."

Thiam's body was continuously weakened by the reversal of the equation, and his expression gradually became horrified.

John said calmly: "You think you understand the Witch King, which is the biggest mistake."

He leaned close to Thiam's ear and said in a low, self-deprecating voice, "I'm not him."

"He even deceived you and praised the greatness of the Witch King."

Thiam was horrified to discover that John had no intention of letting go. On the contrary, the reversal of the equation was destroying his last bit of power.

He said unwillingly: "The God Group will not let you go!"

As the words fell, his body turned into an empty shell.

John basked in the glow of crushing a god.

He spread his hands.

Let the power flow through your body.

Thiam could not find any trace of his previous incarnation system on this body.

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