Chapter 147. The Venom-Spider-Man Interference?
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As Nolan delved deeper into his studies, the essence of Vishanti's power began to evolve, gradually taking on the primal, beast-like nature of demonic energy.
His consciousness had already begun brushing against the distant dimensional realm he had been sensing for weeks.
And then came the call.
"You see? Even your original self didn't recognize you."
Nolan chuckled, eyes gleaming. Vishanti's magical essence, he mused, was starting to resemble Mystique's powers from the supernatural side of things, shapeshifting to mimic the aura of other dimensions, deceiving dimensional rulers into granting borrowed power.
Of course, borrowing power came with a price.
Imagine impersonating someone close to a loan shark, fooling them into giving you a generous, low-interest loan just because they believe you're one of their own.
But that doesn't mean you don't have to pay it back.
And when the collector comes knocking and realizes you were faking the whole time? Unless you're strong enough to take them down like, say, the Ancient One, then you're in trouble.
Not just escape that trouble. More like eliminate-the-entire-banking-system kind of trouble.