Marvel's Strange Magician

"Woo~" A bleak cold wind swept rapidly across the snow-white plains, with a harsh and sharp sound, and rushed into a towering and dense forest.

A thin figure shivering at the edge of the woodland was suddenly stimulated and the trembling amplitude increased a bit.

"I really just want to rest for an afternoon, why is it so exciting?"

At the edge of the forest, a young man who was constantly rubbing his arms was using his lips and teeth that were shaking like a fast cutting machine to say something with grief and anger on his face.

The boy was wearing a T-shirt and jeans that were one size too big for him, which obviously did not belong to the dressing style of this area.

At this moment, he couldn't bear the cold wind and seemed to have lost the ability to move. He could only huddle up behind a big tree to avoid the cold wind whistling like a knife.

"Mamad, what on earth is going on?"

The young man stared at his shrunken body and the endless icy snow around him, feeling the grief and anger in his heart that could not be increased.

The young man's face revealed his grievance,

"Finally we're out, why is it so cold?"

"Ah" a sharp voice suddenly popped out from behind his forehead, and Watson, who was immersed in looking forward to his life, screamed in fright, and his already somewhat blurred consciousness returned to its peak state.

"Where is this damn place and why? Why does it appear in a place like this?"

The sharp sound that was familiar to Watson sounded again, but this time the sound came from the ground on his right rear side.

Watson twisted his stiff head half-surprised and half-joyed, and he immediately discovered a gray parrot shivering like him on the snow to his right rear.

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"Foolish and poor man, take me behind the tree."

The sharp, human-like tone of the gray parrot sounded again, and a gust of cold wind blew by, causing its trembling to suddenly increase a lot.

Watson complained bitterly in his heart, but he still stretched out his stiff hand and pulled the parrot that suddenly appeared beside him for no reason.

"Why did you show up all of a sudden?" Watson rubbed his right hand that had just been blown by the cold wind vigorously, and at the same time curiously asked this very smart looking parrot.

"I came back from hell, and you died unexpectedly. The King of Hell sent me to bring you some compensation."

The gray parrot tried its best to shrink any part of itself, and answered with a voice that sounded like someone was strangling its neck.

"Compensation" Watson asked confused and confused.

At this moment, a clear and concise translucent interface suddenly appeared in his eyes. The top of the interface said "Do you want to bind the circus system?" and below it were two flashing patterns "Yes".

Watson looked at the gray parrot with dark lines on his face and asked, "Am I being reborn, or have I traveled through time?"

One moment he was hit by steel bars and rocks falling from the sky, and the next moment he was on a snowy field. This bizarre thing had already given Watson an unknown premonition.

And when he found that his body had shrunk in size and turned into a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, his premonition had turned into a guess that made him a little overwhelmed.

Coupled with the words of the gray parrot who suddenly appeared and claimed to have returned from hell, and the translucent interface that suddenly appeared in front of his eyes and would not disappear no matter what.

No matter how much Watson wanted to escape from the truth of the matter, it was now clear that he had encountered something bizarre.

At this moment, he was just holding on to a sense of luck, hoping that he would be reborn instead of traveling through time.

The gray parrot didn't want to stick his head out, so he gave Watson a look to let him understand.

Watson clenched his fists and said angrily: "If you give me your skin again, I will throw you out."

"I knew it, I knew you, damn human being, I knew you had deep malice towards me, an intelligent being.