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Looking at the finally successful Atrium Shield, Albert nodded with satisfaction and did not notice Thor's shocked expression.

"Sir, Galactus has entered Earth's orbit."

Hearing Xiaoxue's siren, Albert looked up at the increasingly gloomy sky.

"How long?"

"It is expected that in less than twenty hours, three other similar energy fluctuations will be detected heading towards the Earth."

Albert turned to the Ancient One;

"Master, how is Dormammu's dark energy transmission going?"

"It still takes one day, what's wrong?"

"Activate the shield of the atrium in advance, master. His messenger has already arrived."

A few days ago, Ancient One had transformed the three major temples (restored the New York Temple) into a receiving place for Dormammu's dark energy.

When enough energy is absorbed, the earth will be temporarily enveloped in the dark dimension.

The reason why I say temporary is because each temple is connected to the Space Stone and the Atrium Shield.

The dimensions of dark energy constructs will lightly envelope the Earth rather than erode it.

So when Galactus attacks, the first thing he attacks is the dark dimension, not the Earth.

As for whether Dormammu will find out... Let's have a good argument with Uncle Tun when he comes. The shield of the atrium is to ensure that the aftermath of their battle will not accidentally blow the earth into pieces.

"All mages, return to your original positions!!"

Ancient Yi called to the mages who were walking out while talking.

"Restart the Atrium Shield, this time it's not a drill."

The noisy sound suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the mages quickly returned to their positions and regained their strength.

With the arrival of Albert's relatives this year, everyone was told what they were about to face.

The air was filled with a depressing atmosphere. Whether it was Master Hamil, who had lived for thousands of years and had fought alongside Mephisto in the Ancient One, or Thor, who had just been shocked, his expressions became heavy.

"Maybe I can summon the Bifrost to help."

Thor held Mjolnir tightly and stepped forward.

Although he was still confident in his own strength, at this moment he no longer underestimated the enemy.

"There will be a chance."

Albert patted Thor on the shoulder and walked out of the hall.

......

"Howard, I'm afraid this is the end of learning about magic."

In the library, Albert opened the door and came in.

The gray-haired Howard was standing in front of the bookshelf, holding the orange cat in one hand and holding a book in the other.

"Oh wait a minute, wait a minute."

He was making some patterns in the air with his hands, without raising his head or paying attention to the person coming.

"Meow!!"

Howard didn't raise his head until the orange cat suddenly jumped out of his arms and ran towards Albert.

"Oh, thank God you're finally here.

If you know Master Gu Yi, can you help me intercede?

You don't know how amazing these magics are. Even if I can't use it myself, if it can be used in military industry, aerospace, mining... Oh my God, I can't even imagine how much human technology will advance...

Wait, what did you say when you came in? "

"I'm sorry, Howard. I think you have to leave. There's a war coming."

Albert paused and added,

"The kind that Stark Industries' missiles and even nuclear weapons can't solve."

"I......"

As an old man who had experienced World War II, Howard certainly knew how cruel a real war was.

But he was still a little unwilling. Could it be that the endless treasures of the magical world could really only stay here?

"Master Ancient One has strict restrictions on the spread of magic. Maybe Tony will be chosen by him in the future."

Albert sighed when he saw that Howard still wanted to say something.

As both a top scientist, he certainly knew what Howard was regretting. The pain of seeing advanced technology at hand but not being able to use it is no less painful than putting a steaming roast chicken with oil still in it in front of a person who has been hungry for a week.

Or a yacht of Victoria's Secret models standing in front of Tony who just had surgery.

"A mage will soon be coming to cast a mind confinement technique on you that cannot be leaked. Be prepared."

Albert walked out of the library with the orange cat in his arms. He knew that Howard needed some time to relax alone.

After all, they only said that he was not allowed to use magic, but they never said that there would be any restrictions on his memory.

Now he has to find a few people.

......

New York, Brooklyn.

In a spacious and bright house, but not luxurious at all, Steve was cooking in the kitchen.

Today it’s Carter’s favorite creamy pasta with lamb shank.

Taking off the two paper towels that absorbed the blood, Steve poured a circle of olive oil into the pot and put the lamb leg in with the butter.

"Stab!"

A puff of white smoke came out of the pot, accompanied by the aroma of cooked meat.

Suddenly, he seemed to notice something, and he cautiously picked up the butter knife placed next to him and pressed it towards the door.

"It's me, Steve."

Albert's weak voice made him sigh in relief.

"Can you please stop being so elusive...I just thought of four tactical plans, targeting Hydra, mutants, Loki, and even other time travellers."

"The world needs...a war."

Albert wanted to say that the world needs you, but he suddenly remembered that this was Captain America who had returned from time travel. He has done enough for this world.

WWII, Hydra, Loki and Kirita's Invasion, Ultron, and even Thanos.

No one has the right to ask this centenarian for anything. He doesn’t owe the world anything.

The last support has brought great risks to his identity exposure.

Albert's original idea was to have Ancient One attach magic to his whole body, just like Black Strange did.

In terms of combat skills, not even Kama Taj's melee mages can compete with Captain America.

"I am afraid......"

Steve raised his eyebrows, showing no signs of shock.

Albert was prepared for rejection.

There is a sweet crackling sound in the frying pan. It is the Maillard reaction that occurs when butter and mutton are fused at high temperatures.

Looking at the warm yellow light coming from the direction of the living room, you can vaguely tell that Carter is sitting at the dining table, waiting for this delicious leg of lamb.

"I'm afraid you'll have to wait a while, Albert. While I finish frying the leg of lamb."

Steve used tongs to turn the leg of lamb.

"From the moment I came back, I've been asking myself. If the earth encounters another crisis, whether it's aliens, robots or the like, will I stand up and become Captain America again?

There has never been such a difficult problem for me to choose. At first, I thought my heart should be leaning towards "no".

But when I beat away several robbers who were robbing a little boy in an alley late at night, I was shaken again.

Now I think I finally have the answer. "