I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

The shattered earth traces back underfoot.

The dragging figure slid down a trail on the ground.

The broken sword blade penetrated the body, and the blood struggled to escape from the skin and fell on the ground.

Vision's eyes fell on the pistol he was holding.

There was amusement in his vertical pupils, an interesting scene.

"hello."

"John...Wick." A long-drawn voice came from Vision's mouth.

He looked at the slowly moving bullet and smiled softly that was not what Vision should have, "The king's pride?"

John expressionlessly tossed the person he was dragging aside.

The figure in the suit rolled to the ground, revealing the mature face of John.

Wiping away the obstructing blood, John asked: "Your people?"

Without the previous arrogance towards Thor and others, Vision now seemed to have stepped down from the position of a god on earth and looked at each other as equals.

He kicked Thor away, slowly walked towards John, and asked, "How does it feel to kill yourself?"

"He is not me." John shook his head and said, "No one can replace me, not even another life in another universe."

"Haha," Vision clapped his hands, "She really looks like me."

"That face, that stance, that arrogance."

Vision raised his finger and shook it, "How do you deal with Dumbledore?"

"Is it important?" John narrowed his eyes, threw away the pistol and pulled out the sword.

The Elder Wand slipped from his hand.

When Vision saw the Elder Wand, he smiled in recognition: "You made the same choice as I did."

"How did you get here?" John asked.

Vision tapped the Mind Stone on his forehead with his finger.

Vision smiled dangerously, "Magic is always full of miracles, isn't it?"

"Oh?" John raised his eyebrows.

With his hands behind his back, Vision's sight passed through the broken wreckage stagnating in the air, and landed on the world in the distance.

"It's great here," he said with some emotion, "blue sky and white clouds, life is happy, by the way, do you remember Tom?"

"It's not Voldemort, it's my pet."

Vision said, "I really like it."

"If I had the chance to do it again, I would never do that."

"How?" John slowly raised his wand.

Vision said calmly: "It died because of my compassion."

This news hit John's ears.

Language without warmth seems to come from the mouth of a devil.

"You're really not like me." John said.

"But it's lucky," Vision said in distress, touching his chin, "I guess so?"

"As the noble beloved pet of the Wizard King in the magical world."

"I know what you're thinking, I know." Vision murmured to himself, "The Mind Stone can give me the ability to transcend Legilimency. You shouldn't imagine living in harmony with Muggles, John."

"I have thought this too, so I spared them again and again."

"They paid me back, with my parents' lives."

"It's that guy called the Winter Soldier, haha, wait until I come out of the magical kingdom," the warmth in Vision's voice suddenly disappeared, and the smile was gone, replaced by infinite chill, "My people were killed by Thanos' snap of his fingers. Die, my country collapses, and all my friends are gone.”

"I also wanted to breed a critic, but I failed."

Vision lingered in front of John. He was lonely for a long time and finally found someone who could talk to him.

"So...I'm waiting for an opportunity," Vision stopped, "time and space hijacking."

"The Avengers came back from the past to find the gems and used them to restore the dead."

There was madness in Vision's eyes, "Thanos followed them here, and I was waiting."

"What are you waiting for?" John listened to this strange yet familiar future.

"Their victory." Vision fell into memories, "I remember it was the third week after they killed Thanos."

"Tony Stark dies and Steve Rogers goes to return the Stone."

He suddenly grinned, a biting chill spreading from his body, "When they celebrate the future, I take everything away."

"Sitting on that lonely throne, with no one beside me, John."

Vision said seriously: "John Wick's fate is to lose everything he values."

"You compromised with fate." The blood in John's body did not stop. The blood loss made his face turn pale, but he still remained calm. "A lonely king, a king without people or friends."

These words made Vision's smile gradually disappear.

He sighed, "Forget it, I'll just kill you."

The words fall.

The Mind Stone bursts into light.

An ultimate ray shot towards John was blocked.

John unfolded the Iron Armor Charm in front of him and raised his smile.

"You don't seem to be able to use magic."

Wave of his wand, "Stupefy"

Red light flew out and Vision turned sideways.

John spun around and disappeared.

next second.

Magic spells kept coming from all directions.

"Expelliarmus"

"Diffindo"

"Fuchsia (Levicorpus)"

All kinds of magic spells come flying in without money.

Vision's body flew up, swaying left and right to avoid attacks.

He found the opportunity and used the ray again.

Draw a circle with him as the center.

The moment John apparated and appeared, the ray came, and the iron armor spell instantly unfolded to confront the ray.

Vision flew up to John with a sonic boom and smashed his fist down.

John raised his hand and pulled, and a huge building fixed in the air fell down.

Vision penetrated the building, John's wand pointed upward, and thousands of bullets were fired.

Those broken pieces all shot towards Vision's body.

The hardness brought by the vibranium body allowed him to stop only briefly after being hit.

But those remains turned into small snakes wrapped around him in an instant.

Vision's body shook, and the little snake exploded.

He quickly flew into the air and the beam sliced ​​through John's body.

The body disappeared, and the surroundings were filled with smoke.

Vision's body exploded in a burst of fire.

He quickly blurred to avoid the building coming from him.

But when he was half-disappeared, his body quickly recovered.

Vision forces his way through the building.

He looked sideways, John was smiling, and the limited mind gem in his silver hand lit up.

Vision's face darkened.

Suddenly, his mind gem flashed again.

This time, purple energy spread out from the vertical pupils.

Vision flew up silently.

John tried his old trick again, but Vision took action.

This time it's not a single ray.

But...

magic!

White light flashed and a hole evaporated out of the ground.

John apparated onto a piece of debris, stunned.

"I will only get stronger, John." Vision opened his hands, his cloak flowing.

The fingers of the human god glowed with red flames.

A giant dragon made of flames incited Deathwing to fly.

"Fierce fire!" John looked serious.

He took back his previous words, not that he couldn't use magic.

Instead, Vision is merging.

The consciousness from another world is adapting to this body.

"We need a quick fix."

Turning the wand, a second before the giant fire dragon came in front of him, his wand struck the ground and golden light suddenly appeared.

"All curses end! (Finite)"

The giant fire dragon let out a wail, and golden chains turned into chains wrapped around the dragon's body and wings.

John raised his wand, and the sky turned gloomy for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, lightning fell from the sky and struck Vision.

The same iron armor spell blocks attacks.

Vision just raised his hand and waved, and all the suspended debris hit John.

John took a deep breath and disappeared and reappeared continuously.

When he appeared again, he met the vertical pupils that appeared in front of him.

A chill arises.

John's pupils also changed.

The two figures flew out upside down.

John casts a levitating spell the moment he hits the ground.

On the other side, it directly smashed into the building.

Vision floated out from inside, and the cracks that appeared on his body were quickly retraced.

time corridor.

A magic that heals itself.

Vision looked down at the panting John.

"This body is not perfectly compatible with my magic power." Vision squeezed his hand, "Yours is more suitable."

"Want it?" John sneered, "Try it?"

He stared at Vision, "Isn't this the first time you've done this?"

Vision fell in front of John and glanced at him casually, "You know what to do."

"In this world, the only thing that can blur time and the universe is dreams." John stared at him.

"It's a pity that you don't dream." Vision shook his head with a pity, "Otherwise, we wouldn't need this body."

"Critic, you are also a pathetic guy." Vision looked at John, "a guy who has been deprived of illusions."

"You know what?" John had had enough rest, straightened up and said a little speechlessly, "I never think I talk so much. Have you been with Draco for too long?"

Vision smiled slightly, "Okay then."

He raised his left hand, and a wand was slowly created from his hand.

"Remember the etiquette of wizard duels?"

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