Marvel: All My Incarnations Are S-Class Villainesses

Chapter 132: Chapter 132 Reze directly brought out the ”Original Partner” flag.

A critical hit.

Reze directly brought out the ”Original Partner” flag.

Caught in the middle, Sumire was trembling.

She could feel that although these two didn’t make a move, within the mental network centered on her, two massive wills were clashing frantically.

One was volatile gunpowder that would explode at a touch, and the other was suffocating Control and pressure.

”Horo-horo-horo!”

Perona found that it didn’t seem to involve her, and quietly poked half her body out from behind Kumashi.

Watching these two women being sarcastic to each other, the fear in her eyes completely vanished, replaced by excitement and stimulation.

”Kumashi, did you hear that?”

The small red umbrella in Perona’s hand waved excitedly. Her voice wasn’t loud, but just enough for everyone to hear.

”That bad woman actually mocked Reze for being outdated old goods! How mean! But Reze is also amazing, directly calling her a line-cutting mistress! Horo-horo-horo!”

Perona covered her mouth and snickered, adding fuel to the fire.

With the look of a wicked girl wanting to see blood flow like a river, her heart seemed to be screaming—

Fight! Fight!

Fanning the flames-ing

”...”

Kumashi silently watched his Master court death.

Makima ignored Perona’s fanning of the flames.

Facing Reze’s original partner theory, she only gave a light laugh.

There was no annoyance in that smile; instead, it carried arrogance.

”Indulging in the past is a sign of the weak.”

Makima straightened up and unbuttoned her collar, revealing her fair and slender neck.

She no longer looked at Reze, but locked her gaze on Sumire’s panicked small face.

”The length of companionship does not determine the height of status. What matters is—who can bring more to the Master.”

She reached out and pointed her fingertip through the air at Reze, her tone indifferent: ”What’s more, you didn’t arrive many days earlier than I did. You were just lucky. You only know how to solve problems with explosions—crude, noisy. Besides causing trouble for Master and acting spoiled in such a low-level way, what else can you do?”

”S.H.I.E.L.D. resources? The obedience of Ghost Rider? Or the underground forces of all New York?”

”Compared to a vase that only knows how to hide at home and occasionally make some noise...”

Makima leaned down, those golden ringed eyes like a vortex, staring at Sumire. She lightly brushed over her exposed collarbone, her voice dropped extremely low, full of a certain forbidden temptation: ”What Master Sumire needs more is a... dog like me, who can help her Master the entire World, right?”

Checkmate!

Makima directly performed a dimensional strike from the perspective of ”value theory.” She even bypassed the contestant, not hesitating to use self-debasement by calling herself Sumire’s dog to use words to tempt Sumire, the judge and the center of the conflict.

It was simply too ”despicable”!

”Horo-horo-horo!”

Perona’s eyes lit up as she listened, and she immediately waved her small red umbrella to join the fray:

”That’s right, that’s right! Makima has a point! My Lord Sumire is going to conquer the World in the future, she really does need an obedient and powerful dog! Reze, did you hear that? She called you a vase!”

Veins popped on Reze’s forehead... the conflict... had begun.

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