Marvel : I'm in Westview Town-Chapter 129 : Stephen’s Worries!

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"You think you can easily defeat me just by dragging me into this space?"

Finn said calmly, his eyes locked onto Nightmare.

"You'll know if you try."

The moment the words left his mouth, Nightmare surged forward, engulfed in a wave of energy spheres, charging directly toward his opponent.

Seeing this, Finn sneered, "If this is all the strength you have, you're making a big mistake."

In truth, this space allowed him more freedom to move and fight without restriction. With the Sword of the Vishanti in his hand, he slashed forward with devastating power.

The force of the wind alone caused the realm to tremble violently, on the verge of collapse. But after a brief instability, the space quickly stabilized again.

That surprised Finn—slightly.

But he quickly realized that Nightmare's energy sphere was now right in front of him. He could feel the heat radiating off it, the terrifying energy within.

"Parlor tricks? You think that'll kill me?"

Finn narrowed his eyes and fired back a wave of sword energy—majestic, brutal. The two forces collided.

BOOM!!

The clash created a shockwave that shook the space but did no lasting damage.

"Die!!!"

Nightmare lunged forward, his body cloaked in raw, chaotic power. He threw a thunderous punch, lightning exploding in its wake.

"Childish tricks—utterly boring."

Finn countered with another sword slash. This time, the sword's black aura filled the air and struck Nightmare's arm with a metallic clang—but caused no damage.

"Huh?"

Finn blinked. Why didn't it work?

Before he could react further, Nightmare's follow-up punch was heading directly for his chest.

Getting hit would either kill or seriously injure him.

Instead of meeting the blow head-on, Finn launched himself into the air, narrowly avoiding the devastating strike.

"What's wrong? Afraid to show your true power?"

Nightmare grinned mockingly, completely unfazed by the miss.

Swish!

Before the words fully left his mouth, he soared after Finn, intent on finishing him off.

"This space... is this what you're relying on?"

Finn looked down at the pursuing figure. His voice turned low and cold. He had already suspected that this battlefield empowered Nightmare.

It wasn't certain at first—but now it was clear.

"You regretting your choices now?"

Nightmare was grinning wide as he closed in, bloodlust in his eyes. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

"You're thinking too far ahead."

Finn smirked. As Nightmare's fist came at him again, he bent midair and countered, slashing downward with the Sword of the Vishanti.

He knew Nightmare's domain might influence others—but gods and demons were immune.

And he... he belonged to the latter.

As a sorcerer, he could bypass the effects.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Their powers clashed again, more violently this time. The entire space trembled and twisted from the sheer magnitude of energy released.

Shockwaves blasted outward, testing the boundaries of the realm itself.

BOOM!!

A figure flew backward, crashing to the ground, coughing violently. It was Nightmare.

"I told you—your strength won't kill me."

Out of the shadowy mist, Finn emerged, walking slowly. The Sword of the Vishanti still gleamed in his grip. His presence was cold, divine, and terrifying.

Nightmare looked up, coughing blood.

"Ahem... Tell me... are you a god or a magician?"

Blood spilled from the corners of Nightmare's mouth. He was clearly injured beyond repair, but his eyes remained fixated on Finn, desperate for an answer.

"Ask me again... after you're dead."

Finn didn't flinch. He plunged his sword through Nightmare's chest. The dark aura coating the blade began to spread, rapidly consuming Nightmare's body from the wound outward.

"You'll regret this... I will return. And when I do, your fate will be worse than death."

Nightmare's form dissolved into black mist, his voice echoing with venom.

He couldn't truly die. So long as fear existed, he could always be reborn.

Finn already knew this.

"Next time you show up, I'll kill you again."

The only reason he had won was because of the power granted by the Darkhold—the forbidden tome of dark magic. Sorcerers long sought it for its immense destructive potential.

Now, as the corrupted dimension began to peel away, the darkness faded.

Without Nightmare's presence to sustain the realm, the space collapsed in on itself.

Even the black skulls he had summoned dissipated without a trace.

"Finn! Are you hurt?!"

Wanda's voice pierced through the calm. Relief washed over her face as she ran toward him and wrapped him in a tight embrace.

She placed a hand on his cheek, her eyes glistening.

"I'm fine. Relax—don't make a scene in front of everyone."

Finn stroked her hair and whispered gently.

Realizing they weren't alone, Wanda quickly released the hug, a blush creeping across her face.

"Finn, your power... it's grown again."

Stephen Strange walked up, eyeing him curiously.

Nightmare was one of the most dangerous threats they'd faced, and yet Finn had singlehandedly brought him down.

"You kidding me?"

Finn glanced at Stephen, clearly annoyed. "If I was that strong, it wouldn't have been so hard."

"Still," Stephen replied, "if it weren't for you, Kamar-Taj might be a memory by now."

Wong joined them, nodding in agreement.

Gratitude was evident in his expression.

Finn just waved it off. Praise wasn't what he was after—he had only come because Strange called him.

"By the way," Strange said, glancing at the group, his expression turning serious, "there's one more thing we need to be cautious about..."

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