The Sorcerer Supreme's suggestion was undoubtedly a way to bring the Avengers, this powerful organization of enhanced individuals, under Kamar-Taj's command instead of placing it under joint control by the many nations of the United Nations.
After realizing that, how could the representatives of all those countries possibly agree?
So they began speaking one after another, refusing him.
"Well… Sorcerer Supreme, the Avengers are a neutral organization. They should not be controlled by any single nation!"
"Your proposal is very good, but the team cannot be made up entirely of Kamar-Taj's sorcerers. It must also include members from other countries."
"Our country can also send some enhanced individuals to join the dedicated review team!"
Harry smiled as he looked at them and did not answer. At that moment, he suddenly sensed movement outside. He paused in surprise, and then the corner of his mouth curved slightly, revealing a faint trace of delight.
Well, look at that. Just when someone was sleepy, a pillow had been delivered right to them. He had not expected these Hydra remnants to be so considerate as to launch an attack at a time like this.
At the same time, T'Challa was standing beside a floor-to-ceiling window, unconsciously rubbing the vibranium necklace on his chest with his fingertips as he looked outside through the enormous glass.
The noise in the square below suddenly froze in an eerie way, and he sharply caught the abnormality. Three men in worker uniforms were pushing a cleaning cart. They should have been heading toward the west parking lot, but before reaching the security checkpoint, they deliberately avoided the metal detector.
The sleeve of the leader's work uniform slipped half an inch, and beneath the exposed skin, the faint outline of a Hydra tattoo appeared.
The air suddenly became thick. T'Challa's pupils contracted violently.
The wheels of the cleaning cart caught in the gaps between the floor tiles, revealing the corner of a black box beneath the cart. Faint blue energy ripples were spreading outward along the metal frame.
At the distant street corner, a hooded woman raised a phone above her head. The camera was not aimed at the building, but locked tightly onto the entrance of the conference hall behind him.
"Something's wrong!" T'Challa growled. He suddenly rushed toward his father, T'Chaka, preparing to tackle him away from the center of the explosion.
At the same time, Black Widow, who was seated in the audience section, dropped to the floor at once. The others also fell into panic, realizing that a terrorist attack had already arrived.
The next instant, before T'Challa could reach his father, the shriek of shattering glass tore through the air. Fragments wrapped in scorching heat waves shot toward everyone like a rainstorm of steel needles.
"No!" T'Challa roared unwillingly. In the end, he was still one step too late and had failed to reach his father's side.
If his father were struck by the explosion, then without wearing vibranium armor, he would be lucky to survive!
But it seemed his prayer had worked. The force of the explosion had clearly already pierced through the wall and was about to engulf his father, yet by the time he tackled T'Chaka to the floor, the explosion still had not reached them.
One second. Two seconds. Three seconds. Even if T'Challa were a fool, he would know that something had changed.
The explosion that should have killed at least dozens of high-ranking representatives had suddenly disappeared without a trace!
"The Sorcerer Supreme!" T'Challa immediately thought of the mysterious Sorcerer Supreme. Now, only the Sorcerer Supreme possessed the ability to turn the power of an explosion into nothing.
So T'Challa and some of the national representatives who had noticed something wrong slowly stood up together and carefully looked in Harry's direction.
Then he saw Harry standing on a constantly rotating golden magic circle, one hand extended sideways while the green necklace on his chest released a dazzling emerald light.
In front of him, a transparent shield stretched across the room, isolating all the scorching heat and burning force outside. It was like an indestructible wall, leaving behind a safe haven for everyone in the conference room so they would not suffer fatal injuries.
In that situation, mottled sunlight shone through the gaps in the shattered wall and fell across Harry's handsome face, cutting it into fragments of light and making him look almost divine.
A few seconds later, Harry smiled brightly and asked, "Everyone, don't be afraid. This is nothing. But how are you considering my proposal? Do you agree with it?"
Since the incident had come to an end and they were temporarily safe, some representatives immediately spoke up to thank Harry.
"As expected of the strongest superhero. If not for the Sorcerer Supreme, we might already be dead!"
However, gratitude was gratitude. As for Harry's proposal, they still firmly intended to oppose it.
After all, they represented the interests of their countries. They could not change their stance because of personal gains and losses simply because Harry had saved them.
One representative said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, Sorcerer Supreme. Although you saved me, I represent my country right now. I cannot allow personal interests to affect my nation's interests.
"So my answer is still no…"
Just as the other national representatives were about to refuse along with him, the transparent magical shield in front of Harry suddenly trembled. A trace of the massive heat and kinetic force sealed inside escaped, burning the hair of the representative who had just refused.
That representative touched his now-singed hair and no longer dared continue. He stared at Harry, trembling.
Harry also gave the representative an apologetic smile and nodded in apology.
"I'm sorry. My heart isn't very good. When I hear something that makes me unhappy, my magic tends to slip out of control. You all need to be careful. Once my magic loses control, the explosion I sealed away will spread again!"
"This…"
"No, please, help!"
"This is blackmail. This has to be blackmail, right?"
The representatives of the various nations wanted to say something, but they could not force out even a single word. They were afraid that the moment they uttered a word, the explosion would lose control around them and kill them.
Seeing that the timing was right, Harry changed his attitude and smiled slightly.
"Everyone, don't be nervous. I agree with your suggestion. We can allow each country to send enhanced individuals to join the dedicated oversight team. That way, we can ensure that the Avengers remain under the control of the United Nations."
The moment he said this, the representatives of the many countries all let out sighs of relief and began agreeing to Harry's proposal.
"I agree!"
"Seconded!"
"Seconded!"
That way, although the dedicated oversight team would still be under Kamar-Taj's control, the other countries would not completely lose their ability to influence it.
They would still be able to know the movements of the Avengers, and they would also be able to control the Avengers' actions through joint voting. That meant their objective had been achieved!
Although their leaders might very well be dissatisfied, and they might very well be dismissed from their positions after returning home, at least they had neither sold out their countries' interests nor died by "accident." This was already the best choice!
After all, they were only ordinary humans…
After the new Sokovia Accords were signed, Harry nodded with satisfaction. Then he lightly snapped his fingers, and scarlet chaos magic spread through the magical shield, devouring and annihilating the explosive energy sealed inside. In only a few seconds, the explosive force that had seemed to place Harry under enormous pressure completely dissipated.
Seeing this, the representatives of the many nations all complained inwardly, "As expected. What loss of control? You did that on purpose!"
...
The instant they stepped into the Mirror Dimension, the physical laws of reality twisted and reassembled like a shattered mirror. Everything seemed to retain its original appearance, yet it was somehow different.
Corresponding to the real world, the Mirror Dimension contained an airport in the German suburbs. However, unlike the real world, this airport was dilapidated and looked as though it had been abandoned for hundreds of years. This was the result of Harry's deliberate manipulation. He believed this style was more appropriate for the match venue.
Dusk dyed the airport runway iron gray, and two lines of figures stood facing each other like mirror images.
Captain America stood at the front of the left formation. His blue eyes stared at the opposite side, his expression cold and firm.
Beside him, the Winter Soldier, Bucky, wore his mechanical arm, the metal surface gleaming with cold light. His black combat suit stretched tightly over his muscular body, and his eyes were vigilant, with a hint of confusion.
Falcon, Sam, had the Redwing flight pack on his back with its wings spread. His orange-and-black combat suit fluttered in the wind, and his face was filled with the resolve of someone ready to go all in.
Aside from them, Ant-Man and Hawkeye stood in the rear, equally prepared for battle.
As for the opposite side, Iron Man, Tony Stark, wore his brand-new magical nanotech armor. Blue light flowed through the arc reactor in his chest, and beneath the faceplate, his eyes were full of excitement.
Beside him, Black Widow, Natasha, wore a tight black combat suit, her neat red hair tied behind her head.
On the other side was Black Panther, T'Challa, clad in vibranium armor. Even Harry's younger brother, Peter, was standing farther back, excitedly watching the battlefield while waving hello to Harry, who stood between the two groups.
Silence spread between both sides. Only the hum of the flight gear and the faint sound of energy flowing through the armor could be heard. The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, ready to ignite at any moment, as if even the wind had held its breath, waiting for the conflict to erupt.
"Ahem." At that moment, Harry lightly coughed at the center of the two groups. His voice was not loud, but it successfully attracted everyone's attention.
After everyone turned their eyes toward him, Harry began reading the speech he had prepared in advance.
"Considering that both sides of the Avengers have long been dissatisfied with each other but have been unable to take action due to various reasons, Harry Potter, leader of the Multiverse Hero League, hereby mediates.
"This space is the Mirror Dimension I created, and under the effects of chaos magic, all the rules within it are temporarily under my control. You may attack freely here without fear of killing each other.
"Therefore, in this place, you may fight without holding back, beat that annoying face on the other side to your heart's content, torment them viciously, and make them wish they were dead…"
Just as Harry grew more and more excited while speaking, Steve and Tony's vision went dark, and they stopped him together.
Steve said helplessly, "Harry, it doesn't need to go that far. The conflict between us hasn't reached that level."
Tony's expression darkened slightly. "Harry, I don't want to make him wish he were dead. Teaching him a harsh lesson is enough!"
"You think you can beat me?" Steve said, dissatisfied by Tony's confidence.
"I think so. Beating you will be as easy as breathing," Tony said, raising an eyebrow.
The two sides seemed about to start arguing again, so Harry stopped them in time, waving his hand to mute them before continuing.
"Both sides, silence. Let me finish explaining the rules!
"I, Sorcerer Supreme Harry Potter, Scarlet Witch Wanda, and Supreme Heroine Gwen will serve as the three judges.
"First, both sides may use lethal weapons during the match. Everyone understands this is a real war where you either live or die, so please tacitly go for the kill.
"Second, you may destroy the scene as much as you like. There is no need to worry about damaging anything. Even if you use a nuclear bomb to completely destroy this airport, that is allowed.
"Third, the match will only end when one side completely loses the ability to act, dies, or surrenders. Otherwise, the match will continue until a result is decided.
"Fourth, the victor will gain the majority voice in the Avengers for the following year and decide the Avengers' future actions. After one year, with my help, the match will be held again.
"These are all the rules for this match. Next, everyone, please enjoy slaughtering each other!"
The instant Harry finished speaking, both sides charged fiercely toward each other. Because everyone knew they would not truly die, these heroes aimed for lethal points with every move. They were even more ruthless than when facing supervillains.
In an instant, the airport beneath the dusk became a boiling battlefield, and the clash of metal and magic tore through the air.
The silver arc drawn by Captain America's shield collided with the blue beam fired from Iron Man's repulsor, then smashed into twisted metal wreckage.
Tony's nanotech armor instantly reconstructed its protective layers, while under the faceplate, his pupils reflected the taut line of Steve's jaw.
Steve caught the rebounding shield in his palm, his entire body wrapped in shining lightning as he faced Tony's powerful magical attacks.
The two former comrades were now like two trapped beasts, attacking the other side's vital points with all their strength, especially between the legs.
"You old relic, I've been sick of you for a long time. Come on, let me see what kind of strength you actually have that makes you think you can always lecture me like some moral authority!"
Tony's roar mixed with the buzzing of overloaded energy. A massive magic circle formed in front of him, and a terrifying repulsive force blasted out, knocking Steve backward and smashing him through wall after wall.
Because of Harry's Lending contract, the intensity of both sides' battles continued rising. Each of them could even unleash strength surpassing the Hulk's, and even Black Widow, who had once been the weakest among them, could now use telekinesis to tear apart a large plane flying toward her.
On the other side, War Machine and Falcon were locked in combat between the clouds, missile exhaust painting the dusk crimson.
Rhodes's particle cannon grazed the Redwing flight pack, and Sam flipped through the air, throwing out an electromagnetic pulse bomb. Amid the blast wave, Black Panther swept past like dark green lightning, his vibranium claws tearing open the Winter Soldier's tactical vest.
Perhaps because the Winter Soldier had once served Hydra, and because Hydra had recently attempted to attack the United Nations conference room, meaning that if not for Harry's help, Black Panther's father, T'Chaka, would already be dead, Black Panther swung his fists with all his strength and slammed them hard into the Winter Soldier's head.
The two of them had not yet signed a Lending contract with Harry, so they were no match for the others and could only fight each other.
On the other side, Harry's younger brother, Spider-Man, Peter Parker, charged fiercely toward the giant Ant-Man.
The spider totem on his chest suddenly lit up, enhancing his strength through the Web of Destiny.
Then he leaped high into the air and punched Ant-Man in the forehead, actually sending the Ant-Man, who was dozens of meters tall, flying backward!
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