Transform Into the Marvel World

If someone asks Dr. Strange three years ago about what magic is, he will definitely sneer and despise the other person with his seemingly gentle eyes that are actually extremely arrogant, but now it is different. Magic is his. Life is even more important than life.

He ran all the way, and the more he couldn't feel the existence of magic, the faster he ran.

After rushing out of the mezzanine space in the opposite direction along the original path, and standing again in the new headquarters of the Avengers, Doctor Strange had an illusion of a world away.

"What's wrong here?" The Black Widow looked around, and didn't see the problem, but what happened to the expression of Dr. Strange before going to the room? She asked Stark in a low voice.

Stark is also a character with many eyeliners around the world. He has his own intelligence source. Although not as good as Daisy, it is more comprehensive than ordinary people.

He inquired about his artificial intelligence, and then asked a few of his cronies. Everyone's news was very positive. The world is peaceful, and there is nothing wrong with human beings.

There were no explosions, no terrorist attacks, and even the mutants were very calm recently. Everyone was busy with their own things, except for the disappearance of the so-called magic in the words of Doctor Strange, nothing unusual happened.

Everyone in Fulian, including Fatty Wang, had doubts on their faces. Only Doctor Strange had a heavy face and his hands began to tremble.

"Doctor?" Stark took off his armor and asked Doctor Strange tentatively.

"There is something wrong with the magic, I can't sense the magic of this world, I can't sense it at all...Thank you for your rescue, I have something to do, let's go."

Dr. Strange pushed the door very rudely and left the Avengers headquarters. Captain America's soliciting words came to his lips, and he abruptly held back. Fatty Wang looked embarrassed, nodded to several people, and followed.

"Such a temper? Did I offend him?! He wouldn't secretly use any spells to kill me? Humph!" Hawkeye's face is also not pretty, something! If such a great person asks him to rescue next time, his name will be written upside down!

Putting away his bows and arrows, changing his clothes, Hawkeye also left the Avengers headquarters and went home with the children.

"Tony, you never told me that your new friend has such a weird personality..." The US team glanced at Stark.

"... Maybe something is going on in his family?" Dr. Strange's very shameless behavior made it a bit embarrassing for Stark who recommended him to join the reunion. Anyway, you can say a few words before leaving.

At this time, Doctor Strange didn't even bother to ponder their thoughts. There was no need to think about any relationship, face, or future.

He looked down at his hands, and his nervousness caused his hands to tremble.

I tentatively picked up the parchment on the table, but my hands trembled so much that the parchment fell to the ground without grasping it.

"Sir?" Fatty Wang ran into the New York Temple panting, looking at him with some worry.

"The magic is gone. There is no trace of magic in this world. They won, and the Materialist Empire won." Doctor Strange leaned on the corner of the table decadently, the magic cloak wrapped around him lifelessly at this time. The magic props that had accompanied him for two years were about to exhaust the little magic power and return to ordinary.

The goal I was fighting for was gone. The magical parasites that inhabited ordinary people were not destroyed by someone, but because the roots were not there, they could not continue to maintain their bodies and disappeared automatically.

"Hehe, people on earth don't have to worry about being attacked by magical parasites anymore. It's great!..." He said it was great. Actually, his face looks the same as his dead father. It looks good.

That is, after severe injuries to his hands, he may be unemployed again.

"Sir, Kama Taj should have other ways. Maybe you can find the answer in those secret texts?" Fatty Wang tentatively put forward his own suggestions.

But Doctor Strange didn't say a word. He stretched out his hand to draw a spell into the air and tried to open a portal. This was the first spell he learned.

It's a pity that the golden thread is looming, and the level of magic power is too low to maintain. He tried it twice, and the result was even worse. He couldn't even sense any magic power.

"I see, I am afraid that there is no way for Master Gu Yi to resurrect...Mr. Wang, I need to be quiet for a while..." Forced to blast Fatty Wang out of the room, Doctor Strange wrapped this When the cloak had completely lost its magic power in a daze.

His brain was blank, and his thoughts were extremely confused. For a while, he thought about finding magic, and then he wanted to go back and become his neurosurgeon, but then he thought that his hand still had problems and he couldn't perform surgery.

The future, the past, and the future are intertwined, and he doesn't know where to go or what to do.

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To the world, magic is something in myths and legends, but to the Avengers, magic is a kind of extraordinary power that one can touch and see.

Doctor Strange’s magic, Wanda’s, Stormgirl’s, and Mystery’s are different, but Stark feels that there are some common characteristics in it, so he came to Sicily again, looking for Wanda and Dai West discuss it.

"Mr. Stark, please wait a moment, Da Jie is handling official business." Stepping off the helicopter, at the gate, he was stopped by a 1.9-meter tall bodyguard.

"Grand Duke? Haha..." Stark wanted to sarcastically, but this time he was asking for help, so he resisted it.

Two well-dressed maids drove him to Johnson Palace, passing the forest path that looked like a paradise, watching the deer who stuck his head from the gap in the wood to look at the car from time to time, and the various servants who passed by from time to time, Stark Finally couldn't help but speak.

"What is your grandma up to? Are you ready to cope with Napoleon's expedition? Or are you ready to conquer the entire Mediterranean? Do I need to salute when we meet!"

I've been talking nonsense all the way~www.NovelMTL.com~ The maid is well-trained and has a gentle and polite smile.

Stark's face was stinky until he saw Daisy, and he was uncomfortable walking in this palace called Johnson Palace.

"Hi, Tony, you came just right." Daisy was flipping through the book when Stark came in.

"What is it? Do you need me to attend your coronation ceremony? Will I change my name to your Majesty in two days?" He pulled a chair by himself and sat down. This chair is hard and not as good as the one in his workshop. The cushions are comfortable.

"Look, spoiled urbanites, hard seats can keep us in a positive attitude...I am thinking about the Johnson family motto."

Stark motioned to the maid on one side to pour herself a glass of wine: "Oh, it's such an earth-shattering event, is there any famous candidate?"

"Winter is coming, win over hard work! Which one do you think is better?"