I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

Although not dead, Malekith was also disabled.

The sniper hurriedly changed his ammunition. The shot he just fired directly consumed the magic crystal in the magazine.

Only this energy can allow them to switch energy forms to carry out different attacks.

Thor had a creepy feeling for a moment, but fortunately the shot was not aimed at him.

After reacting, Thor held Mjolnir and raised the last cone-shaped device, preparing to crucify Malekith directly like a vampire.

"what--!"

He raised his weapon high and roared.

Just as it was about to fall, I heard the sound of horse hooves approaching from far away.

Thor's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth and continued to swing.

on the sky.

Outside the ether of blood and darkness, a team of skeleton horses swooped down from the dark clouds.

The leading red knight, wearing a terrifying mask, drew his weapon and fell from the sky.

"Expectopatronum"

Continuous explosions sounded on the roof of the building.

An Auror wearing a button-down trench coat appeared.

13 people in total

Waving the magic wand in his hand, the silver-white patron saint animals of different colors flew towards the sky from the side of six of them.

This scene is like an inverted holy war between heaven and hell.

The people who saw this scene couldn't help but stop and stare at this miracle with wide eyes.

Patronus collides with Ghost Hunt.

The hunting skeleton horses neighed in fear, and the knights swung their weapons to attack the patron saint.

Compared with those scary guys, some of the patron saints are rabbits, some are puppies, and some are stags and roe deer.

People prioritize their senses. Even if it is not a crisis at the moment, when they see this scene, they will have a preconceived idea of ​​who is the right one.

The leading Auror wore glasses and his patronus was a stag.

The antlers penetrated the body of the Wild Hunt Ghost, and he knew he was right.

"Everyone needs to use their patronus to drive away these dementor-like things!" the legendary Auror gave the order decisively.

"Expectopatronum"

The Auror, who had previously been on guard and did not take action, obeyed the order and took action.

The silver-white patron saint dances like an elf.

Thirteen Aurors raised their wands at the same time, their clothes rustling in the strong wind.

Although the thirteen patron saints are already very good, there are too many wild hunters who can't stand them.

Delphi gritted her teeth as her little snake was being attacked by a Wild Hunt ghost.

"Boss!"

The leading Auror's expression changed.

At this moment, the m-02 ghost was filled.

The sniper no longer hid, he squatted and raised his gun.

This time he aimed for Malekith's eyes.

"I don't believe you can still move without your head!" the sniper growled and pulled the trigger.

White light passed through the ether and fell at the same time as Thor's attack.

Malekith exploded.

An explosion in every sense of the word.

From his exploded eye socket, ether particles came out and exploded, ejecting Thor away.

Immediately afterwards, the ether exploded and rushed out of his eye sockets.

Among them, a trace of silvery white flashed past. When he saw Jane, he paused and was submerged in dark red again.

Thor was seriously injured. He fell to the ground and rolled around for more than ten times, looking at this uncontrollable turn of events in horror.

The sniper shot a shot into the ether, blowing a hole in it. The attack was swallowed up and then brewed in the ether.

The ether spread towards the wizards, and the patron saint of Delphi was affected and eliminated.

She staggered back and almost fell off the roof. Seeing the stamens of defeat gradually blooming, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "The Witch King's sweet multi-flavored beans."

Seeing this, the leading Auror waved his wand and knocked a Wild Hunt ghost in.

The ghost was instantly swallowed up.

The open stamens, dark red ether beams converge.

With his eyebrows beating, the legendary Auror decisively changed his magic.

"Protegohorribilis"

"Protegototalum"

The beam shot out, exploding into a blood-red light over Greenwich, illuminating the earth with darkness.

The attack was blocked, and the Auror looked bad.

The protective spell cast by all of them was barely blocked.

In the ether, Malekith floated.

He opened his hands and continuously released etheric particles.

"Witch King, what should we do?" Lawrence looked at his leader.

The legendary Auror glanced at his companions and then looked at the city.

His wand dropped sideways, and the wizard's robes blew and made a rustling sound.

"The Witch-King protects us."

He didn't flinch and put his cracked glasses back on.

The Aurors stood beside him and did not retreat.

"For the sake of the dark world, drive out the light!"

Malekith roared wildly, possibly because the sniper's shot had affected his brain.

Aether erodes towards the nine realms.

In Asgard, Odin was already standing in front with his army, and Queen Frigga clasped her hands in prayer.

Ancient One stood on the roof of the London Temple, with a calm expression on her face, looking at the flower that would drag the world into the abyss.

S.H.I.E.L.D. was on the way by plane at this time.

The whole world is watching this crisis.

The harm it can cause will exceed the New York War.

Thor stood up with difficulty. As soon as he stood up, his legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees.

Jane came to his side, he summoned the hammer and moved on without thinking.

"No, Saul." Tears filled Jane's eyes, and she trembled, "You will die."

"I know, but..." Sol looked at Jane, "This is what I should do."

Heroes are heroes because they are not afraid of danger.

The future king of Asgard and the future guardian of the Nine Realms.

Thor has such determination because he is Thor Odinson, the God of Thunder and the son of Odin.

He was determined to die to prevent this disaster.

He slowly pushed Jane away, but Selvig stopped him and was about to pounce on Jane.

"Jane is left to you, Selvig." Thor smiled.

He shook Mjolnir in his hand.

Selvig nodded heavily.

The sniper reloaded his magazine and the Auror stood on the roof.

No one will back down.

Looking at the ether getting closer and closer, the legendary Auror looked directly into the darkness and just said: "Bless the Witch King."

Yes, bless the Witch King.

Miracle.

Thor walked resolutely towards the ether.

The sniper's trembling hands felt severe pain in his shoulders due to the impact of the M-02.

The Auror raised his wand.

Miracle!

In the storm, the brave will roar, but the wise will remain calm.

Gentlemen remain elegant as if they don't button their buttons to the third time.

Mycroft answered the phone. He looked into the ether and said slowly, "Yes, a miracle."

His eyes fell on the silver mask.

The pain Thor expected did not come.

He looked around in confusion.

The wand raised by the legendary Auror did not produce any magic.

The sniper took aim at Malekith, who saw the aethers change direction.

And in the center of the ether.

The silver mask raised his right hand, and the red gem interfered with the power of the ether.

"No! What's going on!" Malekith roared like a beast.

The silver mask raised its right hand.

"Magic is miracle."

"Clap."

Snap your fingers and drop.

Yellow, green, and red, the three-color halo spread out and turned into three huge magic arrays.

One ring after another, penetrating the dark red ether.

Let this terrifying world-destroying machine come to a halt.

The ether that enveloped Malekith suddenly dissipated for a moment.

Also just for a moment.

The sniper gritted his teeth and growled.

This time, the bullet squeezed into Malekith's eye socket and exploded from inside.

Malekith's mind stopped.

The ether that lost control and was controlled by humans stopped and gathered downwards.

He was first blown by the wind and the smoke gathered towards the center.

Finally, it condensed in the right hand of Silver Mask.

Malekith's body fell in free fall.

Before darkness falls, Death rings the death knell first.

The sniper smiled weakly as a smile appeared on his face.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the center where the ether disappeared.

The silver mask wears gorgeous green clothes, and the emerald ring is worn on the right hand, together with the silver ring.

A dark red aura flashed under the deep eyes, looking at the restless ether.

"And magic..."

"Surrender to me."

Praise for miracles.

Praise the magic.

praise……

Witch King.

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