Aaron bid farewell to the reluctant Crystal and turned to walk out.
When he arrived at the gate of Aaron Industries, he happened to meet Wanda, who had teleported from Kamar-Taj.
"What's the situation now?" Aaron asked.
Wanda's brows furrowed tightly as she shook her head and said, "It's still unclear. I just detected magic fluctuations nearby. Perhaps it's related to those Dimensional Rulers."
"However... this time's stowaway seems to have some connection with the Dark Dimension."
Aaron thought for a moment.
The Dark Dimension had long been fragmented, so what connection could there be?
Could it still be related to Dormammu?
Could it be...
Aaron narrowed his eyes, gazing into the distance.
He saw a white-haired woman walking towards them.
That was... Dormammu's niece—Clea.
Clea had long silver-white hair, and her purple mage's battle dress was particularly eye-catching in the crowd. She also had a pair of purple eyes, within which peculiar magical flames seemed to flicker.
Seeing Clea, Wanda's expression turned strange. "It seems she's here for you."
As the Sorcerer Supreme, Wanda naturally knew that Dormammu had this niece, Clea.
Aaron had killed Dormammu and destroyed the Dark Dimension. If she were Clea, she would definitely not let it go.
But Aaron wasn't flustered at all. "Maybe she's here to thank me?"
Wanda's eyes showed a hint of surprise. "Thank you for killing her relative and destroying her world?"
"How did you know?" Aaron feigned surprise.
Wanda pouted. "Really? Then I'll have to take a good look."
She crossed her arms, standing aside, looking like she was watching a show.
Aaron smiled and calmly waited for Clea to arrive.
Clea came before Aaron and looked him up and down. However, to Wanda's surprise, she didn't show much hatred. Instead, she wore a curious expression.
"I am Clea. Are you Aaron, the Celestial who killed my uncle?"
Aaron sized up Clea with interest.
Good figure.
"Do you want to avenge Dormammu?"
Wanda leaned forward, ready to watch the show.
However, Clea spread her hands, her face filled with helplessness. "Avenge? Are you kidding me? Even that old guy wasn't your match. Why would I come looking for trouble with you?"
"I don't want to die, and it's not worth it for me to do so."
Wanda was stunned.
She hadn't thought of this part.
It makes sense. If Clea really wanted revenge, she shouldn't have openly come to Aaron's doorstep.
That wouldn't be revenge, that would be death.
Clea had the chance to stay in the dark, but once she came into the sunlight, it would be impossible for her to escape Aaron's gaze. So Clea absolutely couldn't be here for revenge.
Then... could it really be to thank him?
Wanda looked puzzled and asked curiously, "Then, Miss Clea, what are you doing in our Universe?"
"I came to see who Aaron truly is, to be able to completely destroy the Dark Dimension."
Clea merely glanced at Wanda before observing Aaron again.
"Alright, to be honest, I do have a little bit of reason to hate you."
"After Dormammu's death, I originally had the chance to obtain the Flame of Rule and become the new master of the Dark Dimension."
"But now, all of that has gone to waste, and I've also lost some of my power."
As Dormammu's niece, she naturally also had the possibility of becoming the controller of the Dark Dimension.
It was precisely because of this that Dormammu had always been wary of Clea and had banished her, fearing that Clea would seize his authority and power when he was unprepared.
Therefore, there was not much "kinship" between Clea and Dormammu. In fact, they regarded each other as enemies.
If given the chance to ruin each other's important affairs, they would definitely not refuse.
If she had known earlier that Aaron was going to fight Dormammu, Clea would definitely have come to help.
As the saying goes, beating is affection, scolding is love. Her beating Dormammu was naturally "love."
But Aaron destroyed the Dark Dimension, which caught Clea off guard.
However, compared to the inheritance of the Dark Dimension, Clea preferred to see Dormammu's death.
Wanda clicked her tongue, somewhat confused by the relationship between Dormammu and Clea.
Clea didn't look like she hated Aaron at all?
Aaron raised an eyebrow. "So... what are your thoughts after seeing me now?"
Clea looked at Aaron's face again. "My thoughts... very handsome. Much more handsome than in legends."
"That's it?" Wanda was speechless and couldn't help but interject.
"What else?"
Clea looked at Wanda with a strange expression.
Then she thought of something and spoke, "By the way, I heard something before I came, which you might be interested in."
Aaron held up a hand to interrupt her. "Let me guess, is it about the Dimensional Ruler Alliance?"
"If you're going to talk about that, I already know."
"Just yesterday, a skull told me about it. And, well, a group of 'Gods of Death.'"
Clea didn't feel regret. She raised her head and smiled. "Then they definitely didn't tell you more specific things, for example... when they will make their move, and what methods they will use."
Wanda quickly asked, "How will they do it?"
Clea didn't speak, her smiling eyes just fixed on Aaron.
"What do you want?"
Aaron wasn't surprised. He never thought other women were as crazy as Lilith was when she first met him.
Although he could instantly see into Clea's heart, he didn't do so. It would be too boring to always do that and Clea was also a beautiful woman.
His patience was quite good.
Clea pursed her lips. After a brief moment of thought, she looked up and met Aaron's gaze.
"I want to follow you."
"Hmm? Why?"
Aaron was a little surprised this time.
He could tell that Clea wasn't like Jessica and the others, who were instantly smitten and lost their minds upon first meeting him.
As an excellent mage, Clea's mind and will were much stronger. In the short term, her favorable impression of Aaron would only continuously increase.
Clea's lips curved. "If I said I liked you, would you believe me?"
"Yes." Aaron nodded confidently.
If another man had given the same answer, he would definitely be seen as a repulsive man. But it was different when it came to Aaron.
Clea was startled, then said unexpectedly, "I didn't expect you to be so confident, but... I do value you somewhat."
"Even the succubi pale in comparison to you."
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