I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

"Haha, what a cruel question." Lie said with a smile, "It's a pity that what I lost is an insignificant person."

John curled his lips and said, "Then you wouldn't be so persistent and become fate's lackey."

"It's too ugly to be a running dog." Lie defended, "That's called cooperation."

"Okay, cooperate." John shrugged, "You said you were lying, but I think you are very honest."

His eyes became meaningful, "From the first time I met you, you seemed keen on answering questions."

Lie opened his mouth and said, "I said I was honest."

"It could also be a curse, or a shackles given to you by fate."

John seemed to find loopholes in the lies in the conversation.

"Jonathan, like you, comes from another world."

"He gained the power of the God of Killing because of killing, but you became honest because of lies."

"It seems that fate not only makes you its helper, but also treats you as a toy."

John flicked his finger, and the key flew up and gradually turned into petals.

"Fate always plays tricks on miserable life."

The petals scatter in front of lies.

Lie stared blankly at the key that turned into petals.

"You did lie, about this key."

John stood up slowly and walked towards Lie.

"Tell me the reason for all this."

Stopping, John stared at the face that looked similar to his own, with curiosity in his eyes, "Why do you all come here?"

"Why?" Lie leaned closer to John so that he could see the face more clearly.

His eyes were close to being blind.

You may not even be able to see yourself clearly when you look in the mirror.

But he saw his current appearance in John's pupils.

"Because of you, my dear Witch King, John."

Lies laughed.

"You made this happen."

John was stunned, he hadn't done anything yet.

Lie laughed, "You wander between taboos, and you have already forgotten your respect for taboos."

"Let me tell you a story, a true story." Lie invited John to sit down.

He said: "Beyond this world, there originally existed a sacred timeline."

"Its existence is like a hand, twisting the timelines that should have been born into one thread, allowing other timelines to develop along with the sacred timeline."

Lie pressed his back against the back of the chair and said calmly, "This can prevent war from coming into contact with the multiverse."

"However, the appearance of a person broke this situation."

The lie points to John, "You."

"You started the dimension travel experiment, right?"

As if he knew what John was going to do, Lie said: "It is also because of your appearance that the sacred timeline that originally led other timelines to stabilize was broken."

"No, it should be said that you turned this place into a sacred timeline."

Lie pointed to the place where he stepped and said: "You are uncontrollable, not even the people from the Time Administration can do it."

"The god who writes the fate of heroes behind this has lost the ability to write about you."

Lie raised his eyebrows and said, "You can understand that this is a world written by someone else, and an uncontrollable character will naturally not be liked by the creator."

"Like a computer virus."

"Even other characters were led to change."

"People who were supposed to die live, people who were supposed to be evil become good."

"Either destroy the superhero world you wrote," Lie pointed at himself and said, "or solve the problem of uncontrolled superheroes."

"The world is correcting because fate is restarting the fate of those heroes."

"And you are the mutant."

John was silent.

"You are not the only one with an alliance, Witch King." Lie shook his head and said, "The Johns will not let you destroy their timeline."

"Either kill you or kill fate."

Lies take it for granted, "No one goes against fate."

"It's like a character written by the creator, unable to resist the creator."

"Maybe my story is just an unlucky character who fell under the author's keyboard."

Lie laughed at himself, "It feels so uncomfortable to be cursed by knowledge."

"It's just that you don't know how." John raised his eyes.

Lie was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "This may be the reason why you are special."

"We are all losers. We followed our destiny and became miserable people."

"What qualifications do people who have been fooled by fate have to fight for this world?" Lie sighed with emotion.

John nodded and said, "So when are you going to run?"

"What?" Lie looked confused, "What are you talking about?"

"You don't think that I really believe that your key can escape from the mirror space, do you?" John was speechless.

Lie slapped his forehead and said, "I really can't lie to you."

"In this case, generous Witch King, we will see you next time." Lie smiled slightly and took out a new key.

"Just a reminder, be careful what happens to your godson."

A cage made of vibranium fell from the sky and locked John up. Lie walked leisurely to a door and inserted the key, "The good thing about Oriental Restaurant is that there are doors everywhere."

Lie waved to John and said goodbye with a smile.

"I know I can't trap you, but it's enough to let me escape."

The door opened, and there was a door ready in the tunnel.

There are several Skrulls here. If you see him, you will come forward to question him.

The previously confiscated weapon appears in Lie's hands and he says, "I forgot to mention, I used to be a great magician."

After three shots, all the Skrulls were dead.

Lie close the door and put the key away.

Not long after he turned around, there was the sound of the door being kicked open.

Lie paused, and then said very sincerely, "I surrender."

Ivan, who was wearing the Fifth Generation Fighter, flicked off his mask, waved his hands, and hit the ground with an electric whip.

"What do you think?"

Ivan moved his neck and said, "John, please let me greet you properly."

Lies didn’t know that John wasn’t just going out alone.

Why fight alone when you can fight in groups?

...

Those unlucky ones who buy weapons from the Skrulls have no idea of ​​their Achilles' heel.

When they fired passionately at the police, the overloaded weapons exploded, either crushing the person into a pulp or cutting him open.

Some floated directly into space and turned into popsicles.

The wonderful scene left people stunned.

John put away the cage made of vibranium. He didn't know how much of the Skrulls' hard-earned money the lying middlemen had made, but there was still such a large piece of vibranium.

"It's time to finish."

The last words of the lie told John to be careful about something happening to Peter.

John asked, "Where is Peter?"

"Liberty Island."

In the sky, a white owl flew across.

Under the Statue of Liberty, Peter was being chased by a man wearing the same combat uniform as the last flying soldier.

"I don't want to climb the Statue of Liberty in this situation."

As soon as he finished speaking, Basil passed behind the flying soldier.

The flying soldier suit made of various alloys was directly chopped into pieces.

The Skrulls who fell freely turned directly into Skrull patties.

Peter gaped at Basil.

I was lucky that I hadn't messed with it before.

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