I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

The great wizard king from Hogwarts challenges the ruins of the wizarding school.

Tops thought about countless possibilities as to why John helped him.

But he never thought that the other party's help was for a battle.

Witch King?

The throbbing of magic in his heart once made Topps a loyal believer in magic.

It turns out to be that one.

That is the Witch King.

The king of magic appears in the most proud posture.

The magic he pursued was recognized by the Witch King.

This is the reason for my persistence.

Topps was in a trance, as if he had returned to the past.

The man who has accomplished nothing even in his twenties.

Until that day, the blessing of magic carries a yearning rhythm.

Tops looked at the magic in his hand.

That's what he spent his whole life trying to prove.

The Witch King gave him this chance.

Use magic to challenge the king.

Regardless of success or failure, it is a great honor.

The fingers gradually closed together, and Topps understood.

The magic that belonged to him returned to his body.

This is the reason.

The Witch King doesn't need any reason, as long as you let the magic shine, the favor of the Witch King will come.

Tops was relieved, and he let go of his inferiority complex.

When he looked up again, in addition to gratitude, his face was no longer lonely and inferior.

He wanted, even desired.

Show the wizard king in front of you with the pride that comes from the waste stone magic.

Gripping the rough oak wand tightly, Topps bowed deeply.

"Allow me... to challenge you."

Tops took a deep breath and said seriously: "I know that Divine Book has made a choice, but I still want to overestimate my own capabilities."

John smiled with relief, glanced at the book, and said calmly: "Make it regretful, Tops."

"It also amazed me."

Tops nodded vigorously.

He gripped the staff tightly.

From the moment he arrived, John knew that this piece of waste rock had potential that exceeded anyone's expectations.

Tops was the only one who came over.

He encountered armor and received a ticket to the divine book.

The waste stone that is looked down upon by everyone has come here relying on its stubborn will.

As the King of Wizards, he is also the King of Magic.

John affirmed his spirit, recognized his wisdom, and praised his strength.

Now, use the magic of waste stone to challenge the king of stars, Tops.

Scale patterns appear on John's face, and his right hand is covered in silver.

The bright red bloodshot marks on the wand in his left hand seemed to be able to sense the seriousness from the Witch King.

John wouldn't hold back, that would be disrespectful to Topps.

Compared to the superior magic instructor, Tops at this time is the one truly worthy of respect.

John murmured to himself: "You think so too, right?"

"Use the strongest magic to pay tribute."

"Yes, I can feel the surge in your heart."

"because of U.S……"

"We are one!"

John's right hand suddenly raised and he grasped it in vain.

The ancient and obscure language is like the roar of an ancient dragon or the whisper of an elf from another world.

"I am a fire dragon."

On the silver sword, the experience that belonged to the Witch King in the past was imprinted on it.

This is the sword that almost killed Loki, and it is also the magic that the Witch King is proud of.

The sword in the right hand.

The eternal flame is wrapped around it, magnificent and brilliant.

Wand in left hand.

Time and soul are locked in Topps.

"I'm looking for my destiny, Tops."

John looked at Topps and said in a deep voice: "I have dabbled in time and explored the soul. Space is like a plaything in my hands."

"The magic in my hand is what the divine book pursues. I will use it as a sharp blade to wield it at you."

"This death," Topps said with a relieved smile, without facing the embarrassment of death or his usual low self-esteem, "I am eager to follow it."

People who pursue magic want to die in magic.

The Topps wand was raised, like the magic of the Aurora, with a soft blue light.

Like him, as a stubborn stone, he is inconspicuous.

John's wand passed across the blade of the sword, and the golden flame disappeared as the wand passed across it.

Condensed all the sharp edges, just to make this sword full of inevitability.

"This is a fateful end."

The sword body gathered away all the brilliance and flew through the air.

Gently and softly, like night light, falling on the lake.

"The soul has returned."

It seemed like a farewell sigh.

This is a sword full of taboos.

Time cannot save this sword.

The soul cannot stop this sword.

Space cannot be separated from this sword.

Tops waved his oak staff.

Death was approaching him.

Inescapable, inescapable.

Then...

Use miracles to create miracles.

Light shrouded Tops.

Soft light touched.

It was a fateful meeting.

It also made John's eyes light up.

He felt it.

The sword that could not be avoided was hindered.

John's pursuit of destiny, just like this sword, will find its destination again.

The Witch King's magic is so powerful, even just once.

It also made Topps feel that his magic power was quickly disappearing.

But whether the miracle occurs in an instant or lasts for a long time, it is so beautiful.

Light also appeared in Topps's eyes.

He saw that his magic was so beautiful.

That is the most powerful magic given by the most powerful Witch King.

There was a blockage in the magic of the waste stone.

He was satisfied.

He even finally found his own pride.

Among the seagulls, his name should be crowned with the word great.

This is the pride and satisfaction Topps has never had before.

Even though it was only for a moment, the light was fixed in his eyes forever.

The Divine Book, which has always been longing for John's magic, also wavered after the appearance of this magic.

The divine book that had never made any mistakes was so eager for that person's magic for the first time.

The magical confrontation was only brief, not even a thrilling battle.

Just one sword, one swing.

Tops smiled and looked at John.

He didn't bow his head this time because he knew he was worth it.

"Are you proud?" he asked John.

Like a child eager to be praised by his parents.

John lowered his right hand and the silver ornate sword disappeared. John smiled and said: "You make me proud, Tops."

"It's my honor and my pride."

When Tops heard this, he could finally close his eyes.

This is the life of a magician, searching and studying magic.

At the most brilliant moment, close your eyes permanently.

That soft light, just like Topps, although inconspicuous, has great potential.

John walked over and took the rough oak staff from his hand.

"You showed me that destiny can be shaken, Tops."

What a great magic, powerful enough to deflect the Witch King's magic.

It also made the Witch King understand that the miracle of magic even surpasses fate.

The divine book is flying towards this side.

It seems that he can't wait to eat Topps' magic field.

John reached out and grabbed the divine book.

"Originally, I came here for you," John clutched the divine book with a calm expression, "Now it seems that you are not what I thought."

Feeling the magic from Tops, John clapped his hands, and the divine book was surrounded by lines and circles.

It cannot escape, Topps' magic is integrated into it, and the Witch King's insights are added to it.

"On the seagulls, Topps' force field should be the most magnificent one."

Darkness flashed across John's pupils.

...

The opening of the divine book this time makes people want to know what kind of amazing magic there will be.

Morley is full of confidence. His magic can be said to be overwhelming and capable of both offense and defense.

With the disciple Ans Aier here, no one can be his opponent.

Of this, he was extremely sure.

Whenever the selected magic appears, a new magic tower will be built among the seagulls.

It’s an honor and a spread of magic.

Suddenly, an invisible fog appeared on the ground.

There was a vibration in the mist.

A tall tower rises from the ground.

Magicians like to live in towers, and their apprentices look up to their presence from the ground.

But now, the appearance of this tower means the birth of the winner of the opening of the divine book.

Mo Li couldn't wait to let his disciples tell the teacher the knowledge of the divine book.

But when the fog cleared, in the newly appeared magic tower, it was not Ansel who walked out.

The instructors from the Magic Academy also came here.

Together they will witness the birth of a new magic.

This is the greatest respect for magic.

The door of the magic tower opened.

A person walked out slowly.

In his hand, he held the rough oak wand.

The soft light seemed to have no destructive effect.

His appearance made Molly's expression freeze.

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