Marvel: Ned the Mystic Mage

From Peter and Natasha's perspective, the cargo ship suddenly became bright as daylight, with flashes of fire flashing around. The specific battle situation could not be seen clearly due to the distance.

After about twenty or thirty minutes, two steel armors flew back again and landed in front of Peter and Peter. Stark and Rhodes walked out of them.

As he walked away, Rhodes said: "Tony, it's not me who said that your armor's firepower configuration is too weak. My Iron Patriot is better."

"Why didn't you say that before the battle? I can give you a free ticket to the auditorium."

Stark didn't take Rhode's words to heart and let the two battle armors behind him fly back to New York with dozens of others. Stark looked at Peter and said: "Contact the fat mage who had liposuction, we should go home. .”

"oh oh."

Peter nodded repeatedly, then took out his cell phone and called Ned.

"Stab!"

A portal opened in front of several people, and the other side connected to a corner of New York.

"Wow! This is so convenient!"

This was the first time for Rhodes to see the portal thing. He had only heard about it before and said in surprise.

"This is nothing. It was convenient for the Cosmic Magicians who used to belong to S.H.I.E.L.D. to send the alien fleet to the earth directly across the galaxy."

Ned said modestly,

"Hey, Peter, do you want me to open another door and take you home?"

"No, no, I can go back by myself."

Peter shook his head and asked with some worry: "That 'Parker' of yours...he..."

"Don't worry, the day's classes have just ended at this point in time, and he has disappeared. This portal was opened with him."

Ned asked Peter to go home with peace of mind, but Peter suddenly felt goosebumps all over his body, "Well... Ned, does it take someone to open the portal?"

"what?"

Several other people who heard Peter's words also cast doubtful glances. Isn't the "Parker" in Peter's mouth the fake person he mentioned using magic?

"Of course not, why would you think so."

Ned shook his head and said: "The portal can only be opened in places where I have been and have a certain outline in my mind."

"If you want to go to a place I haven't been to before, you need another secret technique to cooperate. For example, to go to a certain person, then I can use the object with his DNA to cast the secret technique, and then directly open the portal. Drive near him."

Ned explained: "And your fake body is made of a few of your hairs, and it can be used as a medium to perform secret arts."

"Ok."

Peter nodded, and disappeared between the tall buildings after a few jumps. As for how he would explain to Aunt May the wounds on his face caused by the Winter Soldier when he returned...

Hey, this happened to Peter a lot before he became Spider-Man, and Peter could handle it.

"What about you? Gentlemen, I can open a portal for you and take you to where you want to go. After passing this village, there is no such store."

After Peter left, Ned turned to look at the three Starks.

"Gentlemen? So you're ignoring me?"

Natasha said doubtfully.

Then he walked back to the unclosed portal behind him, started his car with a bang, and drove directly through the portal: "Sorry, this car belongs to the headquarters, so unfortunately, I can't experience your portal. "

After Natasha left, Stark said: "I'm going to Stark Tower."

"The place I'm going to is highly confidential and I can't open the portal. Uh...you know I asked her to drive me..."

Rod was depressed.

"Do you think she'll give you a ride?"

Stark shook his head, and then stepped into a portal opened by Ned that connected to Stark Tower.

"Want to come in for a drink?"

Stark invited.

"No, I have to go back to the Holy Land."

Ned smiled and refused.

‘Holy place. ’

Stark silently recorded this term in his mind.

"Ok."

Stark turned around and Ned closed the portal.

"Rhode, goodbye."

Ned opened another portal to his house and said to Rhodes.

"Goodbye."

"Stab!"

Ned also disappeared in front of Rhodes.

"Oh Shet!"

Rhodes wanted to hail a taxi, but he didn't have any money in his pocket. He had to look around, and then simply hid in the darkness of this corner.

Based on his many years of life experience, there will definitely be gangsters from all walks of life gathering here for a while. Then he will just need to borrow some money.

……

the next day,

While eating breakfast and watching the news on TV about Stark's safe return and the destruction of the terrorist organization, Wanda looked unhappy.

"Wanda."

Upon seeing this, Ned thought for a moment and said, "Do you remember what I said? I plan to call Stark here and you two can talk."

When Wanda heard Ned's words, she raised her head and looked at Ned seriously.

"I promise, I will never go astray."

Ned said equally seriously.

"Last night, dozens of steel armors blew themselves up in the sky above Stark Tower. A fireworks festival worth billions of dollars was held just for the beauty's smile?"

Stark's story is on the news again.

"Squeak!"

"it is good."

Wanda's emotions fluctuated and she inadvertently used chaos magic to bend the iron fork in her hand. She looked forward, wondering what she was thinking.

And Ned also thought that Stark should have solved the knot in his heart now, and it was time to perform surgery to remove the shrapnel. Maybe he could skip the operating table and let Wanda help.

If Wanda could successfully complete this meticulous work, then she wouldn't have to stay here all the time. I think Pietro would almost go crazy looking for his sister now.

As for what to do if Wanda fails with a shaking hand...

Ok……

"Hey, Stark, you're saying that if a weapon kills someone, does the blame fall on the weapon, or on the person who made it?"

After dinner, Ned dialed Stark's phone and said.

"What do you mean?"

When Stark heard Ned's words, he suddenly felt unhappy. Who didn't know that he closed the Stark Group's weapons department just to stop using his weapons to harm civilians.

He is most taboo about discussions in this area.

"I have a friend here. Her family was killed by a missile with the name 'Stark' on it. Now she has put her hatred on you and seeks revenge from you."

Ned said: "She is 16 years old. Oh, by the way, don't worry. The last time she lost control, she beat me until I couldn't get out of bed for three days."

"Are you serious?"

After hearing Ned's words, Stark was silent for a long time on the other end of the phone, and finally said.

"Of course, I plan to let you two talk alone. I won't go astray. No matter how you handle this matter, you have to do it yourself."