Chapter 152: Tony Wants to Learn Magic! Lunch at Gwen’s House!
In Tony’s field of vision, through satellite footage, a colossal monster nearly 500 meters long was flying through the sky.
Could any ordinary person handle seeing something like this?
What the hell kind of monster was that?
"What the fuck?"
Godzilla had always lived in the ocean. Lorien told it not to expose itself, so it rarely ever came ashore. And when it did, it was only to wander around the North or South Pole.
But the ocean was vast, and surveillance at the poles was useless. So aside from Godzilla’s energy breath, almost no one—or any equipment—could detect it. Not to mention the reactor inside its body blocked sonar and radar scans. That made it nearly impossible to find.
Tony stared at Godzilla in disbelief.
"What the hell is this monster?"
If it ever attacked a city, what then? And the main problem—it could fly.
But suddenly, Tony remembered something he had asked Lorien not long ago. The energy eruption in the Pacific Ocean... Could it be... this?
His expression hardened.
"Friday, call Lorien."
"Yes, sir."
...
On the yacht, Lorien, who was also watching Godzilla soar through the sky, picked up the incoming call. It was Tony. He already knew what it was about.
"Hello."
"Lorien, there’s a gigantic monster flying over the Pacific. Do you know about this?"
"I know. It’s mine."
"You know—wait. Yours?!"
Lorien glanced at Godzilla cruising through the sky.
"Yes. I’ve been raising it as a pet in the Pacific for a long time. Don’t worry, I’m sending it to space today."
"That’s fine then, as long as it’s your pet, I... wait. Sending it to space? How the hell do you send a 500-meter monster into space?"
"Magic teleportation. Come on, who still relies on pure science in this day and age?"
"..."
As soon as Lorien finished speaking, Gwen and Wanda burst out laughing. Tony, on the other hand, went completely silent.
Woo woo woo~~~
All of Tony’s work was pure science. Hearing this really stung.
After a long silence, Tony sighed, then suddenly asked,
"Lorien, I remember you sent Wanda to study under a sorcerer. I know where that is. Can I still go there now? I can start as an apprentice."
That last sentence made Lorien very pleased. Especially: "I can start as an apprentice."
Yes. No matter what you were before, once you encounter something entirely new, you must let go of preconceptions. Starting as an apprentice is the right path. Even Stephen began as one.
Lorien had said this before, and he repeated it to Tony now.
"A true master always keeps the heart of an apprentice."
"Tony, your thinking is correct."
"You should know where Kamar-Taj is. Fly there, land nearby, and walk inside."
"When you meet the Sorcerer Supreme, just give him my name."
Tony immediately nodded.
"No problem. I can go tomorrow. Do I need to prepare anything? Money? A gift?"
"Just bring your brain."
"Got it."
...
After hanging up, Lorien smiled at his phone. Wanda noticed that little expression. It was the look of someone secretly anticipating some fun.
She walked over and asked,
"Lorien, you’re definitely looking forward to something."
At that, Gwen, still watching Godzilla in the sky, perked up her ears.
"Yes."
Lorien nodded, putting away his phone.
"I want to see if a genius scientist can also become a genius sorcerer. Are the two truly connected?"
Wanda and Gwen thought it over, then shook their heads uncertainly. Because talent doesn’t always transfer. You might excel in one field but be mediocre in another. Unless you’re an all-rounder.
But in the comics, Tony really did become the Sorcerer Supreme. And not just any Sorcerer Supreme—he was the tech version. Later, he even created mage armor that allowed him to cast spells instantly without chanting. It had smart spell-locking, automatic weakness analysis, attribute countermeasures, and more.
That version of Iron Man was fascinating. No, correction— The Iron Man who activated the reverse-sequence Transformer Armor was the truly interesting one. He could create any kind of armor. Far more extravagant than now.
...
Back to the present. As Godzilla roared and soared happily through the sky, it seemed in no mood to come down.
Lorien clapped his hands.
"Clap clap~~"
"Little guy, come back."
Godzilla heard the call and decisively turned, plunging into the sea.
"Boom~~~!"
A 500-meter-long giant crashed into the water.
Lorien thought for a moment. If an angler ran into this thing, what choice would he make? Many would probably drop their rods and run, but just as many might choose to take on the beast head-on!
"Splash~~~"
After diving, Godzilla surfaced again. By then, it had already deactivated its Saiyan state.
Lorien nodded in satisfaction.
"With this form, you won’t be lacking in mobility in space. Tank durability, sorcerer’s damage, warrior’s physique, assassin’s agility... Apart from its size, Godzilla really doesn’t have any weaknesses now."
"Not bad, not bad."
He nodded again, then said,
"I’ll send you to Cybertron now. You’ve grown up—it’s time to join the legion."
"Wuuuuu~~~~!"
Godzilla nodded and let out a low roar.
Lorien snapped his fingers.
"Snap~"
The next moment, the three of them and the colossal monster vanished together.
They reappeared on Cybertron.
...
"This is..."
The instant they arrived, Gwen’s eyes widened. Outside Cybertron floated a massive starport, with two legions’ warships docked there—one red, one blue. Countless intelligent robots were loading energy and supplies aboard.
On the planet’s surface and deep within, conveyor belts stretched endlessly, running fully automated assembly lines.
"So fast!"
Gwen exclaimed in awe.
"The Transformers have developed so quickly!"
As mentioned before, their growth had been near exponential. From the earliest days of desperate survival, to planetary reconstruction, to resource expansion, and finally to legion mobilization.
In just a few months, the Transformers had accomplished what most civilizations couldn’t achieve in an entire lifetime—no, what almost none could ever achieve!
Wanda looked around at Cybertron. She didn’t understand machinery, but even so, she could see the civilization’s incredible advancement. It was obvious just by looking.
Meanwhile, Godzilla seemed a bit disoriented after entering space. The feeling was so different from Earth. But it soon discovered that as long as it used energy to propel itself the same way it did back home, it could fly freely in the void as well.
Of course, given Godzilla’s massive size, its presence was quickly detected.
In the distance, Transformers transformed into fighter jets and flew over. But when they drew closer and recognized Lorien Su, they immediately halted and spoke with deep respect.
"Creator."
Lorien nodded, then snapped his fingers.
"Snap~"
In an instant, the approaching Transformers, along with Lorien and his group, were transported to Cybertron’s surface.
There, the Elders, the Collector, and the Ballerina Twins all saw Lorien and respectfully greeted him.
"Creator."
"Master."
Lorien gave a small nod, then turned to introduce the newcomer.
"This is Godzilla. From now on, it will accompany your legions on expeditions. If there’s a need for battle, summon it."
"It will fight alongside you as a warrior—or if you prefer, call it a war beast, a monster, whatever you like. It will grow together with you."
"Oh, and you can also let it try the Infinity Stone."
"In short, from this moment on, Godzilla is your teammate."
"Yes, Creator."
The elders all responded in unison, fully understanding.
As for loyalty, that wasn’t even a question. Which unit sent by the Creator had ever been anything less than absolutely loyal?
The Ballerina Twins were the best example. They served here as housekeepers and emissaries, but the elders knew their true forms remained at the Creator’s side, personally serving him. That was the highest honor imaginable.
The Collector, meanwhile, was fascinated by this cosmic monster. It was a species he had never seen before.
The Celestials had collected many extraordinary beings, more than one of each kind. But this was truly his first time seeing a Godzilla.
Just how powerful was the Creator?
Similarly, Godzilla studied the elders with curiosity. The descendants of the Transformers stood about fifteen meters tall—nothing unusual to it. But the elders... each was tens of thousands of meters tall!
Godzilla’s five-hundred-meter height barely reached the level of their treads, like a human standing at the foot of a towering skyscraper.
Still, that didn’t matter. It would adapt quickly enough.
The elders rarely left Cybertron anyway, usually serving in core planetary roles. Even now, with two legions, no more than ten to twenty elders would be deployed at once.
At that moment, the Collector asked...
"So, is Godzilla joining the Optimus Legion or the Decepticon Legion?"
Ah, right. The Transformers civilization now had two legions. So which one should it join...
Lorien thought for a moment.
"Whichever legion is assigned to a region with higher risk, that’s where it’ll go. Always on standby, ready to switch at any time."
In other words, no fixed assignment. Wherever the danger was, that’s where it would be sent.
As for whether it lived or died... Lorien could handle that. Even if Godzilla fell in battle, he could bring it back.
The Collector listened and realized Lorien wasn’t the merciful type. Lorien could sense what he was thinking, but that was meaningless. Mercy wouldn’t allow the Transformers to expand without restraint, endlessly gather resources, or even reclaim the Infinity Stones through half-coercion.
If Lorien were to judge himself, he would say he was neither evil nor good. Just someone with boundaries—someone who loved life.
...
After settling Godzilla, Lorien turned to it and said,
"This will be your home from now on, little guy."
Godzilla looked around, then turned back and nodded at him.
Before, it had always played alone in the ocean. At most, it had company from sea creatures. But now, surrounded by so many Transformers, this place seemed far more interesting than the sea.
Once Lorien saw Godzilla adjusting, he nodded in satisfaction and turned to Gwen and Wanda.
"...Let’s go. Gwen’s family will be having dinner soon."
Both nodded. Lorien snapped his fingers.
"Snap~"
In the blink of an eye, the three of them returned to the living room at home—just in time to see Hela and Galacta preparing to head out.
Seeing them return, Hela raised her hand and reported,
"We were planning to go play with the big guy."
Wanda replied,
"Hela, Godzilla isn’t on Earth anymore."
"Huh? Then where is it?"
"On Cybertron. You and Galacta can go there if you want to play with Godzilla," Lorien said.
"Cybertron? Oh right, Galacta, I haven’t taken you there yet."
Hela suddenly remembered. She pulled out a teleporter, grabbed Galacta’s hand, and said,
"Then let’s go to Cybertron."
With a crack of energy, Hela and Galacta vanished together.
...
Meanwhile, Lorien checked the time. 11:05 a.m.
It was about time to head to Gwen’s house.
But should he really just leave Wanda here and go with Gwen? That didn’t feel right.
Wanda noticed his hesitation. Gwen, too, knew it was time but didn’t know how to bring it up. Wanda could more or less guess the reason.
So she let go of Lorien’s hand, gently pushed him, and said,
"It’s just this once. Go on, but come back early."
Even though she said that, Lorien knew—once they left, Wanda would be staring at an empty house. She’d either go plant roses in loneliness or practice magic by herself.
Was that really okay?
It wasn’t.
He hugged her, glanced at Gwen, then smiled softly at Wanda.
"We’re leaving. You won’t start crying, will you?"
"Of course not."
Gwen caught the look and joined in with a teasing grin.
"We’re leaving, but Wanda will definitely crawl under the blankets and bawl her eyes out."
"Or maybe she’ll miss you so much she hides in the bathroom and... plays with herself."
Wanda instantly flushed red, furious, and tried to hit Gwen.
Gwen dodged, and Wanda remained stuck in Lorien’s arms.
Lorien chuckled, tightened his hold on her, and said,
"Then how about this—I’ve got an idea."
Wanda and Gwen: "What?"
"Cough, cough." Lorien cleared his throat.
"I’ll reduce Wanda’s presence to the lowest possible level. That way, she can talk to your parents, but they won’t really register her being there."
"Then Wanda can nudge their subconscious so that, when they see her, they’ll believe she’s my sister."
"This way, she can come with us, and we can all eat and chat together. Isn’t that better?"
At that, both Gwen and Wanda’s eyes lit up. Gwen was about to agree when Lorien added,
"But there’s one drawback. It would mean influencing your parents’ subconscious. That’s... not exactly a good thing."
It was true. To tamper with someone’s subconscious, especially your parents’, wasn’t something to be taken lightly.
But Gwen immediately waved it off.
"It’s fine. We’re not changing their memories, just giving them a temporary influence."
She blinked at him playfully, then added,
"And isn’t it better that we can all eat and talk together?"
Now that was perspective!
A world where only Gwen’s parents suffered had been achieved!
"Gwen~!"
Wanda was touched and hugged Gwen tightly.
"Then I’ll forgive you for bullying me with Lorien before."
Lorien: "..."
Wait... that still counted?
Oh right, back in Westview, the first time. He and Gwen had almost broken Wanda then.
Fine, sorry about that.
He stepped forward, hugging both girls at once.
"Let’s go. We don’t have much time. After dinner, we can still go out and have some fun."
"Alright."
Everyone quickly got ready. Lorien casually selected three bottles of fine wine from the cellar as gifts.
Then he snapped his fingers.
"Snap~"
The next moment, the three of them appeared near Gwen’s house.
Gwen went ahead and opened the door.
"Mom, George, I brought Lorien and his sister over for dinner~!"