Marvel: The Psychologist Who Stole Wanda and Gwen's Hearts!

After Sersi was kicked away, she hurriedly pressed her hands back onto the ground to continue petrifying the Celestial.

The moment her hands left its body, the petrification would rapidly fade.

In other words, unless she completely turned the Celestial to stone, it would quickly recover—and this was only an unborn Celestial!

"No!"

Seeing the petrification already receding, Sersi forced her hands harder against the earth.

"What are you doing?" Ikaris shouted at her. "You’re betraying the Eternals!"

"But if it’s born, Earth will be destroyed!" Sersi pressed down with all her strength, her voice sharp with desperation. "All life will die!"

"This is our mission!"

Ikaris stepped forward, determined to stop her again. He was the Celestials’ most loyal warrior, and there was no way he would allow Sersi to defy them.

Realizing that he would keep interfering, Sersi got back to her feet, her hands shifting into weapons. She leveled them at him.

"Then either fight me, or get out of my way!"

Ikaris stared at her, stunned that she would actually challenge him. He shook his head in disbelief.

"You?"

With a sudden burst, Ikaris charged straight at her.

Sersi glanced at the rapidly fading petrification. She needed to finish this fast.

So she unleashed her full strength right from the start.

Their weapons met. Sersi’s blade clashed against the metal of Ikaris’s bracer. At first, he scoffed, thinking the strike had little power.

But the instant the two touched—

Chiii—!

The phoenix tattoo on Sersi’s wrist flared crimson.

A tremendous force erupted from the impact, surging through Ikaris’s bracer.

"You—!"

He didn’t even finish the sentence before he was sent flying.

Boom!

With a thunderous crash, he smashed into a pile of rubble.

"Cough, cough—!"

Ikaris forced himself up, coughing, his eyes locked on the glowing tattoos on Sersi’s wrist.

"That’s not Eternal power!" he shouted. "You’ve been meddling with outsiders!"

But Sersi only stared at her wrist in astonishment. She hadn’t expected the tattoos to be this strong. Just a flash of power, and she had sent the mightiest Eternal warrior flying with ease.

Still, the Celestial’s petrification was retreating too quickly. She immediately dismissed her weapons and pressed her hands back onto the earth.

"Sersi!"

Ikaris roared. "You’ve betrayed the Eternals!"

She ignored him completely. Right now, all that mattered was finishing this. Explaining anything to Ikaris would be pointless.

Everyone had their own convictions, and she had already noticed the tattoos on her wrists beginning to fade.

What had started as a blazing crimson—like a phoenix about to be reborn—was already dimming.

She had to move faster.

...

On the other side, seeing that Sersi couldn’t hold the Celestial down on her own, Lorien turned back toward the beach, where the other Eternals were locked in a brutal fight against a horde of Deviants.

Both sides were clashing fiercely, but the Deviants were far more numerous than usual—and each was at least several meters tall, much larger than the ones Gwen had cut down before.

Gwen scanned the battlefield, then suddenly pointed to a humanoid Deviant in the distance.

"Lorien, that’s the one that got away last time!"

Without hesitation, she transformed and charged toward it. The last time had been an accident—but this time, there was no way she’d let it escape.

"Why waste time killing that one?"

Lorien patted her shoulder, then pointed toward the five enormous fingers jutting from the ground.

"That’s the one you need to kill. The one beneath those fingers."

Gwen turned to look. Even from this distance, the fingers were massive.

"Then how big is the rest of it?"

"That doesn’t matter." Lorien gestured toward where the head would be. "Right now, it’s just a core. All you need to do is stab straight down into the top of its head."

"As long as the Black Necrosword pierces its core—the Celestial Seed—it dies."

Gwen immediately understood.

"That’s easy enough. But how do I drop fast enough to strike it?"

"Even simpler."

Lorien looked at Wanda.

"Open a portal a thousand meters up, then go through it."

Gwen’s eyes lit up.

"Of course!"

Anyone who had ever played Portal would be a natural at this. A single mistake, though, and you could collapse the entire universe.

Lorien then turned his gaze toward Godzilla beside the yacht.

"Little guy, take Gwen and go deal with those Deviants first. Think of it as an appetizer."

"Roar~~~"

Godzilla responded with a thunderous roar, then lowered its head to let Gwen climb onto it before striding toward the mainland.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Each step from Godzilla’s colossal frame was a nightmare for the ground. Every footfall carried it hundreds of meters forward, leaving craters several meters deep and shaking the earth with bone-rattling tremors.

Meanwhile, the other Eternals were locked in battle with swarms of Deviants. The main force holding them off was only the knockoff One Punch Man and the knockoff Wonder Woman. They had already taken down several Deviants, but more kept surging in from all sides.

"Fuck!"

Gilgamesh cursed as a leopard-shaped Deviant lunged at him. He met it with a furious punch.

"Fuck!!!"

Boom!

With a deafening impact, he sent the Deviant flying, its body crashing into several others and knocking them aside.

"Huff... huff..."

But he was already worn out. His strength was flagging, and after shouting "Fuck" over and over, even his throat was sore.

Then the ground trembled again.

Boom~~~!

The vibration was so powerful his whole body shook, the fat on his frame quivering with it. He turned to the source—and froze.

Towering like a mountain, Godzilla was stomping straight toward them.

"Fuck..."

Each step shook the battlefield, and the Deviants finally noticed the behemoth too. Instinct took over—they broke ranks and bolted in terror.

As for the fake One Punch Man, Gilgamesh? He had the same idea—run first, think later. But with Godzilla cutting them off from the sea, the Deviants had only one option: flee inland, right past him.

Surrounded on both sides, the fake One Punch Man managed to fight his way toward the knockoff Wonder Woman. Gasping, he shouted,

"Looks like this is the end for us!"

But the fake Wonder Woman narrowed her eyes, pointing at the massive creature’s head.

"There’s someone up there."

"Huh!?"

He squinted. Sure enough—there was a figure perched on Godzilla’s head.

"Fuck..."

Was Godzilla being controlled by someone?

At that moment, as the Deviants tried to flee, Godzilla opened its mouth.

"Beep... beep... beep... beep!!"

But it wasn’t aiming to kill them—it was cutting them off.

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Beeep!!!

A blazing blue beam erupted from its jaws, soaring over the heads of the two knockoff heroes before slamming into the ground ahead of the Deviants.

Boom!

The earth split open under the searing blast. Godzilla then swept its head to the side—

Shhhhk!

Like a hot knife through butter, the ground was cleaved apart, leaving a scorched rift. Then Godzilla closed its jaws, its task complete.

Hissss—

The Deviants stopped dead. The path ahead was nothing but molten black earth. If they leapt in, they’d be cooked alive.

The two fake heroes stared, eyes wide, watching the air itself warp and shimmer from the heat.

If that had hit a person, they’d be vaporized on the spot.

Just then, Gwen leapt from Godzilla’s head, swinging down toward the horde.

As she landed among them, she unleashed her full strength. Gripping the Black Necrosword, she carved into the Deviants.

Slash!

Slash!

Slash!

Wet, tearing sounds filled the air as blood and flesh sprayed.

Gilgamesh’s face twisted in disbelief.

"Who the hell is she?"

He needed several heavy blows to kill just one Deviant—yet she was cutting them down like weeds.

In only moments, he watched with his own eyes as the entire pack was decapitated.

Yes—every single one beheaded.

Her strikes weren’t wild—they were surgical, each slash precise and lethal.

Even the humanoid Deviant that had once escaped was caught this time. Its head flew off, its body collapsing in a heap.

It might have regenerated—if Gwen hadn’t noticed. But she did.

And in the blink of an eye, she sliced it into a thousand pieces.

"Evolution?"

As Gwen absorbed the surging tide of flesh and blood, purifying it through her symbiote, she muttered,

"Let’s see if I can glitch the system and just keep devouring you."

But that was impossible.

After being carved into a thousand pieces, the humanoid Deviant died instantly before her eyes—without the slightest chance to resist.

And just like that, in a matter of moments, the entire swarm of Deviants was wiped out.

The blood and flesh essence burst free from their corpses, rising into the air before being consumed by Gwen’s symbiote battle suit, which then fed the purified energy back into her body.

From afar, she looked like a blood-soaked demon god.

The knockoff Gilgamesh didn’t even dare to speak. He could only stammer,

"Fuck..."

He glanced back at the fake Wonder Woman and quickly urged,

"Let’s go. We need to find the others."

She nodded, and the two immediately began to retreat.

Gwen noticed but didn’t care. Those two had nothing to do with her anyway.

After absorbing all the essence, she felt her body strengthen once again, her physical abilities skyrocketing. The Deviants’ corpses dissolved into the wind, leaving nothing behind.

Gwen turned her gaze back to Godzilla. With a few bounding strides, she leapt. The ground cracked beneath her feet as she vaulted several hundred meters, landing atop the giant beast. Gripping tightly with both hands, she hauled herself back onto its head.

From the yacht, Wanda gasped in astonishment.

"Gwen’s gotten so strong!"

Lorien nodded in satisfaction at the sight, then smirked at Wanda.

"And that’s why you’re weak. That’s why Gwen can last so much longer than you."

Wanda puffed her cheeks, then smacked him in protest.

So what if she was a fragile mage? Her endurance was low, fine! But once her mana was strong enough to restore her body over and over again, then they’d see who lasted longer!

With the battlefield under control, Lorien waved toward Gwen.

"The Celestial’s yours, Gwen. Go stab it."

Go on—stab it right in the core.

Perched on Godzilla’s head, Gwen nodded, then gestured to Wanda to open the portal.

Wanda caught on immediately. She extended her hand over the yacht, tracing a motion through the air. A shimmering portal opened two meters above Gwen’s head, its exit positioned a thousand meters above the colossal hand of the Celestial.

Gwen flashed an OK sign, then summoned her symbiote battle suit in an instant, drawing the Black Necrosword from within her body. Without hesitation, she leapt into the portal.

Lorien called to Bella and Aria, asking them to pour two glasses of wine. Handing one to Wanda, he leaned casually against the railing, clinking glasses with her.

"Clink~"

He took a sip, eyes fixed on the massive hand in the distance, and chuckled.

"Showtime."

Wanda’s gaze followed Gwen’s position. She wanted to see exactly how Gwen would strike down a Celestial in an instant.

...

On the other side, Sersi’s petrification was anything but stable.

As long as that fake Superman was still alive, he would never stop interfering.

The moment Ikaris recovered, he lunged at her again.

Sersi had no choice but to release the Celestial and clash with him head-on.

After just a few exchanges, her phoenix tattoos flared with crimson light.

Ikaris was blasted backward once more.

But this time, he steadied himself midair, a cold smile spreading across his face.

"You’re getting weaker, Sersi. Are you running out of that extra boost?"

At his words, Sersi glanced down at her arms.

Sure enough, the phoenix tattoos were fading fast. A few more strikes and the power would be gone completely.

There hadn’t been much energy to begin with—and that was deliberate.

Lorien had never meant to give her enough to petrify the Celestial Seed entirely. If he had, she could have turned the whole thing to stone outright, and then what would be the point of all his planning? That would’ve been a complete waste.

So he had only granted her about the same amount of energy that the Eternals had pooled together in the original story. And now, as she neared exhaustion, it was running out at exactly the right time.

...

The petrification on the Celestial’s body began to peel away rapidly.

Sersi immediately moved to renew it—but Ikaris lunged at her, forcing her into another clash.

They grappled fiercely, trading several blows before she finally knocked him flying.

But when he halted midair, he only shook his head at her.

"You’re out of power, Sersi. No more tricks left."

He turned his gaze toward the Celestial, whose body was breaking free as the petrification wore off. Then he looked back at her.

"The birth of a Celestial cannot be stopped. Don’t forget the mission they gave us. If we fail, all of us will be punished."

Breath ragged, Sersi shook her head.

"The birth of a Celestial means the death of billions. Is that really worth it?"

"No. This is wrong!"

She slammed her palms to the earth again, forcing petrification back into the soil.

But that was the last straw for Ikaris.

His eyes burned with fury as he rose slowly into the air, preparing to strike her down hard—hard enough to leave her unconscious and unable to interfere.

...

"Boom~~~!"

The ground rumbled violently.

Sersi’s petrification could no longer hold back the awakening Celestial. Fingers the size of mountains tore upward through the earth.

Ikaris smirked at the sight.

But then—

"Ikaris! Sersi! Look over there!"

A shout came from not far away.

Both of them turned to see Gilgamesh and Thena sprinting toward them, pointing frantically at the sky.

Ikaris and Sersi snapped their heads upward—

And saw it.

High above, nearly a thousand meters in the air, a massive scarlet portal flared open.

From within, a black-clad figure dove straight out.

Ikaris narrowed his eyes and scoffed.

"Pointless! The Celestial is already being born! How could she possibly stop it alone?"

The ground roared as if it would split apart completely. The shell of earth and stone could no longer contain what was inside.

And then—

Gwen burst from the portal, the Black Necrosword gripped tightly in her hands, streaking down toward the core.

The Celestial seemed to sense the danger. One colossal hand shot up to seize her.

But it was far too late.

With both hands on the hilt, Gwen swung the Black Necrosword in a brutal arc.

"Slash!"

The gargantuan hand—vast beyond comprehension—was severed in an instant, split clean down the middle.

Gwen cut her way straight through, bursting free on the other side without slowing, her blade angled toward the Celestial’s exposed core.

"This... this is impossible!"

Ikaris clutched his head, his mind blank with shock.

That was a Celestial—yet its hand had just been cleaved apart as if it were nothing!