“Mary! Allie!” Besson cried out, his eyes wide with fury, as he looked at the people floating in the sky. These two were his wife and his beloved daughter; he had only taken these two with him when he hid in this secret property.

"So, I didn't arrest the wrong person after all."

A voice that sent a shiver down Besson's spine reached his ears, and he slowly turned toward the source of the sound. Even though, as a member of the International Security Council, he was intimately familiar with the voices of various superheroes and recognized that the voice belonged to Wanda.

Then, Besson saw Wanda floating on the other side, looking down at him with two balls of gray energy shimmering with a mysterious light in her hands.

Her eyes held a bloodthirsty murderous intent that made Besson involuntarily feel afraid.

"Smack."

When Besson met Wanda's eyes, he suddenly knelt on the ground and begged her for mercy, saying, "Wanda, it wasn't me who agreed to launch the nuclear missile; they forced me to."

However, upon hearing Besson's words, Wanda merely stared at him coldly, making Besson's scalp tingle. The two wisps of gray energy in Wanda's hands resembled the scythe of death, poised to reap lives.

But at that moment, Besson lowered his head slightly, a cruel killing intent surging in his eyes—he saw several agents hidden in his house, who were now armed and at a suitable firing position.

Those weapons are super-powered weapons developed by S.H.I.E.L.D.!

But the next moment, Wanda waved her hand slightly, and Besson's body flew uncontrollably into the sky.

"Do you really think they can save you?"

Immediately afterward, to Besson's horrified gaze, all the super-powered weapons in the agents' hands turned to ashes and vanished without a trace. They didn't just break into pieces; they were completely reduced to ash.

Those agents collapsed to the ground, their fate unknown.

"I really don't know, I didn't do it," Besson said painfully as he struggled in mid-air.

“Besson, as a senator, you should know I possess mind magic, right?” Wanda’s voice caused Besson’s face to darken instantly. “Don’t worry, I won’t just arrest you. I will arrest all eight of you, along with all your relatives. My brother’s fate is currently unknown because of you eight. If he lives, perhaps your families will have a chance to survive. But if my brother… you will all perish with him!”

Wanda's chilling voice echoed in the space, and Besson couldn't help but tremble, looking at Wanda in fear.