Marvel: The Devourer Chapter 337 337: Dormammu's Niece, Clea

Novel: Marvel: The Devourer Author: Alex002 Updated: Jun 16, 2026

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Aaron bid farewell to the reluctant Crystal and turned to walk out.

When he arrived at the gate of Aaron Industries, he happened to et 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 Dinsional Rulers."

"However... this ti's stowaway seems to have so connection with the Dark Dinsion."

Aaron thought for a mont.

The Dark Dinsion had long been fragnted, 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 flas seed to flicker.

Seeing Clea, Wanda's expression turned strange. "It seems she's here for you."

As the Sorcerer Supre, Wanda naturally knew that Dormammu had this niece, Clea.

Aaron had killed Dormammu and destroyed the Dark Dinsion. If she were Clea, she would definitely not let it go.

But Aaron wasn't flustered at all. "Maybe she's here to thank ?"

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 ca 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 ? Even that old guy wasn't your match. Why would I co looking for trouble with you?"

"I don't want to die, and it's not worth it for 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 co 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 ca 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 ca to see who Aaron truly is, to be able to completely destroy the Dark Dinsion."

Clea rely 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 Fla of Rule and beco the new master of the Dark Dinsion."

"But now, all of that has gone to waste, and I've also lost so of my power."

As Dormammu's niece, she naturally also had the possibility of becoming the controller of the Dark Dinsion.

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 co to help.

As the saying goes, beating is affection, scolding is love. Her beating Dormammu was naturally "love."

But Aaron destroyed the Dark Dinsion, which caught Clea off guard.

However, compared to the inheritance of the Dark Dinsion, Clea preferred to see Dormammu's death.

Wanda clicked her tongue, sowhat 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 now?"

Clea looked at Aaron's face again. "My thoughts... very handso. Much more handso 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 sothing and spoke, "By the way, I heard sothing before I ca, which you might be interested in."

Aaron held up a hand to interrupt her. "Let guess, is it about the Dinsional Ruler Alliance?"

"If you're going to talk about that, I already know."

"Just yesterday, a skull told 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 thods 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 won were as crazy as Lilith was when she first t 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 mont of thought, she looked up and t Aaron's gaze.

"I want to follow you."

"Hmm? Why?"

Aaron was a little surprised this ti.

He could tell that Clea wasn't like Jessica and the others, who were instantly smitten and lost their minds upon first eting 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.