Marvel's princess becomes king

The happiness of New Yorkers is entirely a result of comparison. Look at Los Angeles, what has become of the City of Angels now? Look at our New York again? We have our own superheroes, four at a time. Isn’t that something to be proud of?

What's more, some good people assigned roles to the four of them.

Without the four people knowing anything about it, Reed Richards, Mr. Fantastic, became the thinking of the team, the Invisible Woman represented the soul, the Human Torch was the arms, and the Thing was the torso.

The four of them looked confused, and even Bella felt that the enthusiasm of New York citizens was a bit exaggerated.

As for being so excited?

The four of them are typical Americans. They have little resistance in the face of the cheers of the people. The Fantastic Four sign has been officially erected at this point.

Unlike the thunderous cheers of the four of them, Victor von Doom experienced a roller coaster experience.

The Doum Group was abandoned by capital, and the company that had worked hard for ten years since graduating from college went bankrupt.

Ten years of hard work were ruined in one fell swoop. Although he was sad, Victor von Doom found that he had also gained something.

magic!

His mother was a gypsy witch. When he was born, due to some magic transmission, Victor von Doom remembered everything that happened after he was born. Other children need to be three, four, four or five years old. He just started to have memories, but he didn't. He had a mature and complete memory function since birth.

His brain developed very early.

He has always been able to use the witch mother's magic, but it is similar to 006's situation. Because there is no magic power in his body, he can only be a theoretical giant and cannot use it in practice.

Being bombarded by the cosmic storm caused the cells in his body to burst out with huge energy. He extracted the energy from the cells and used magic to control this energy. This process was a bit like Storm using her powers to control magic.

Victor's company went bankrupt, but he also got a new lease of life!

Victor von Doom came to 177A Brick Street in Greenwich Village, New York, which is the gate of the New York Temple.

He smiled, a little cruelly.

Professor Charles had long known that a group of mages existed here through telepathy. Victor von Doom had lived in New York for more than ten years and discovered this temple by accident.

He had always known that there was a group of mages stationed here. He didn't care at first. Those mages didn't look like much, but today he used the gypsy magic he got from his mother and unexpectedly discovered that there were several powerful items stored in the temple. Artifact.

He rushed over immediately, those artifacts should belong to him.

Easily breaking through the illusion at the door, he stepped inside.

"Stranger! You are not welcome here. Please leave immediately."

Holding a stick wrapped with many incantations, the arcane master Daniel Drum, who looked more like a monk than a mage, blocked his way.

More than ten Kama Taj disciples also rushed out of their respective rooms and stood behind the guardian.

As the guardian of the New York Temple, Daniel Durham did not allow strangers to set foot in the temple.

"Let me leave? Then let me see what you are capable of!" A raging and deadly magic lightning burst out from Victor's fingers.

The lightning was extremely fast and hit Daniel Drum's heart straight.

This monk-like secret master is also a master in Karma Taj. He is also one of the more than ten secret masters who participated in the siege of Bella that day. He is very powerful. He has set up a mirror space early, which looks like lightning. It hit the heart, but I was actually still three meters away.

He roared, and the stick wrapped with many secret spells hit the ground, and the mirror space began to flip according to his thoughts.

The opponent tried to kill him, but he still maintained restraint. This move was not fatal, he just wanted to drive Victor out.

Victor lacked any understanding of spells other than Gypsy witchcraft. Seeing the mirror space turning upside down and rolling back toward him, he immediately cut his arm and recited a spell in a low voice. Thick and smelly black mist enveloped him. the entire battlefield.

Daniel Drum frowned. He felt that this stranger was a little shady.

"Leave here, you don't know anything about the magical world, you have no idea what you've broken into."

Victor sneered: "Don't talk nonsense. When fighting, you must concentrate on fighting...I found you!"

A dark arm grabbed Daniel Drum's chest, and Victor's cruelty made the secret magic master angry.

"You summoned demons? You are desecrating this sacred land!"

Golden magical energy emerged from both ends of the short stick, and the short stick turned into a long stick.

Daniel swung his stick and hit a point on the outside of the demon's palm three times in a row. He knocked the demon who was about to enter the material world back to hell. However, the opportunity was lost. Victor took out a crudely woven straw man, and then He took out an awl with a curse engraved on it and stabbed the straw man hard in the heart.

Daniel spits blood, the mirror space is broken, and the two return to the New York Temple again.

"Is this the magic of your lineage? It is indeed exquisite, but you are far behind!" Victor commented casually, his tone full of contempt.

He stretched out his left hand that seemed to be made of metal, grabbed Daniel's long stick, raised his hand and dragged it in his direction, then raised his right foot and kicked the secret magic master in the chest.

Injury after injury, Daniel Drum, who was strong and strong, was kicked seven or eight meters away. Several of his students hurriedly ran to help him.

Victor picked up his stick, looked at it casually, then used both hands to break it with a "click".

"Garbage! You can't keep those artifacts at your level, so just leave them to me and let me take care of them, hahahaha——!"

Seeing the strongest Daniel being knocked down by him, he couldn't help but raise his head and laugh wildly.

Several Karma Taj mages were not angry with his arrogance and joined forces to attack. However, they were easily defeated in front of Victor who was proficient in elemental magic, dark magic and spells.

"Do you think I'm playing games with you? Do you dare to fight me at this level?!"

Victor grabbed a young mage with a Latino appearance with one hand, his mouth full of sarcasm, and his fingers tightened, trying to strangle the young mage to death.

But the next second, he found that his hand was empty, and the young mage appeared directly to the side as if he had moved out of thin air. A young woman with a delicate face and a calm expression, wearing a floral dress, walked slowly from the other end of the temple.

"Little Master Uncle!"

"Master Uncle!"

"Uncle Zeng!"

As a direct disciple of the Ancient One, Bella had a very high seniority. Seeing the enemy coming to the New York Temple, she could not stand still due to emotions and reasons. Even though the New York Temple did not ask her for help, she still hurried over. , and saved a young disciple who was several generations behind her.