I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

There has always been a debate about the whereabouts of the soul on Earth, which is still in the technological age.

In Asgard, those who die in glorious battle will go to the Hall of Valor, where there are brave souls and it is also the destination that Asgardians long for.

In the magical world, in the Department of Mysteries, there is an archway leading to the unknown, which is where wizards are executed.

But more people are willing to call people who walk inside disappear, rather than die.

John once walked inside, which was connected to the world of death.

The undead crossed the hair and walked onto the crystal bridge.

In the mist of Niflheim, on the way across the Hwagmir Spring and towards the Kinlenga Gap, there is a place of mysterious spatial confusion.

The old cowboy took off his hat and said with a smile: "You must be an adventurous person."

"Sometimes people come here by mistake, even though their goal is not here."

"What about you?" John asked, "Are you from here?"

"Me?" the old cowboy thought for a while and said, "I once came from another place and signed a contract with the devil, but now I am here."

The old cowboy stretched out his hand, "Paul."

"John." John shook his hand.

"If you don't mind, you can stay at my house until you can get back on the right path."

Paul is a very talkative and personable cowboy.

He has seen a lot, which may be why the devil came to his door once.

His beloved horse is one of the few people he can talk to in this country of death.

"Most of the people who can enter here by mistake are exiled."

In the cabin, Paul talked about the last living person he saw.

"That was a thief. His crime was to steal the king's sword. Between execution and exile, he chose the latter."

"The king exiled him to the Land of Mist. Vemur did not poison him, but he entered here by mistake."

Paul lamented: "He gave his life to death here in exchange for the chance to see his family."

Throwing a log into the flames of the fireplace, Paul was intrigued by John, a man who had arrived in the kingdom of death and still showed ease.

In the past, he might have looked at the sins of young people with the eyes of judgment.

But now I am in the country of death, and the madwoman who trains soldiers with the undead does not welcome me.

"You smell like a goddess." Paul frowned and said, "I hope you didn't offend that difficult guy."

"The goddess cursed her husband for the sake of the child, and she was angry with her husband because the child was not up to expectations."

Paul shook his head and said, "She's very persistent."

John thought for a moment, "I shouldn't have caused too much trouble."

His friendship with Amy Field was even considered an acquaintance.

Apart from exchanging a few words, the two of them had no other contact at all.

Paul told him to be careful. The goddess was, to put it bluntly, a madwoman.

They can do anything for their careers.

Curses and the like are just common methods.

John was originally going to another country, but now he came to Helheim, and he didn't mind starting his journey here.

His plan is to visit all nine kingdoms.

Hearing his idea, Paul generously gave John shoes that would protect him from the undead.

John stared at the dusty shoes, thought about it again and again, and declined.

It doesn't mean anything, I just don't like other people's shoes.

The old cowboy didn't force himself, he could see that John was very confident.

Say goodbye to Paul.

John begins his adventure in Helheim.

Helheim is the most mysterious of the nine kingdoms.

What it represents is death.

Darkness is what the Dark Elves seek.

Helheim's death is not what he desires.

Similar to Niflheim, it is also full of fog.

As John walked here, the black earth was lifeless.

The soil was mixed with something like plant ash.

Rather than calling it Helheim, John preferred to call it Hades.

When he walked on it, there was a sense of emptiness as if he couldn't step on anything.

He saw the first soul.

It was an old man with gray hair. Although he was older, it didn't look like he died of natural causes.

His face was pale and his eyes were red.

This is an alchemist.

John could tell.

The old man squatted on the ground, looking for something.

He murmured: "My gem, this is my gem."

The alchemist was looking for a way to turn stone into gold. The old man's lifelong pursuit failed to win favor. In a dream, he fantasized about refining gems and died.

Death has no time.

John saw another woman wearing eighteenth-century clothes.

She just walked aimlessly and continued moving forward.

Spirits can be seen haunting the land every three days.

One group of cavalry rushed out of the mist and rushed towards the other group.

This is a hostile country, but they did not stop fighting even after their deaths.

The battle between souls and souls never ends.

Because they can't let each other die.

A man with a huge ax sits on a stone, waiting for a duel.

There is also a child. The confusion on his face makes him unable to tell whether he is dead or not.

John looked behind him and saw that wherever souls walked, they would leave no traces.

Only you, a living person, will leave a mark on the soft soil.

Walked around this world for five days.

John felt himself spinning.

Because he saw the gladiator again holding an ax waiting for the duel.

"Show me the way (PoineMe)"

The wand landed on the soft ground.

It started to spin in a circle and then stood up again.

John took a look, this world is very mysterious, even the direction is so mysterious.

The wizard's magic cannot discern direction here.

John uses the original and ancient methods.

Rely on intuition.

John walked straight forward and passed the gladiator.

This time we walked for another three days.

He saw a wizard.

Dead wizards, to be precise.

The wizard wandered Helheim like this, he was at a loss.

John can be identified by his clothing as a wizard from hundreds of years ago.

Death blurs time, and the wizard who is under death penalty cannot tell his own direction.

John walked past him.

The smell of the living made the wizard pause.

He stared at John and quietly followed John's footsteps.

John walked in front, and he followed.

John noticed him, and the wizard seemed to want to take John's place as a living being.

The eyes are full of greed.

"I advise you not to do this." John reminded his fellow wizards kindly.

The wizard was full of greed, "Help me, let me get out of here."

John stopped and looked at the wizard.

The wizard saw hope and said quickly: "As long as you are willing to help me, I will give you everything you want."

"It seems that you are not a simple wizard."

John rubbed his chin, looking over the wizard.

The wizard stared at John's wand, "Is that the Elder Wand?"

His eyes burst into light as greed defeated his reason.

He wants to seize the Elder Wand. As the Elder Wand made by the God of Death, there must be a way for him to return.

His ideas are very good and greedy.

Unfortunately, what he encountered was the most powerful wizard, the Witch King.

John raised his right hand, and black threads extended from his hand.

Wizards have never seen this kind of magic.

When he was entangled, the soul in his body burst out in severe pain.

"The soul is back."

John's eyes condensed into vertical pupils, and black threads passed through the wizard's body and took root in his body.

The original wizard's consciousness was gradually stripped away, and his vision returned to darkness.

The wizard's soul became sluggish surrounded by black threads.

John grabbed his soul and transformed from human form into a silver mass.

"It seems that magic can keep the wizard awake for a period of time here."

John muttered a few words and put his soul away.

Paul was right to worry.

Those souls who see the footprints of living people will have some attacks or paranoid behavior.

Because living people are the most cherished things here.

John used the wizard's soul to put a coat on himself.

This keeps him from being harassed by spirits.

It also makes him less conspicuous here.

On the tenth day after entering here, John saw a bridge.

It is a bridge made of hair, passing through one soul after another.

The weight of a living person would instantly collapse the bridge.

John also understood this, so he did not go over.

What he had walked through before was nothing but desolation.

Behind the bridge is the real kingdom of death.

John was stopped.

...

Pepper got on the train.

This was definitely the most thrilling train ride she had ever taken.

The train is traveling faster than an airplane on the sea, and the floor suddenly disappears under your feet.

And the fear of being swallowed up facing the sea almost made her breathless.

Fortunately the train is fast enough.

The Albatross sailed into the fog.

In the mist, there were waves of strange cries.

She saw the sirens singing on the exposed rocks outside.

The shadow flying across the sky looked like the shape of a giant dragon.

Through the fog.

She saw the legendary magical country.

The tall walls of the Wizard City are full of ancient heritage.

Obviously this place was built only twenty years ago.

Next to the tall water gate, there is a tall statue.

The huge ship sank into the water before his eyes and disappeared.

After entering the arch.

The train finally arrived.

Pepper, like those wizard relatives, are incredible.

The unsmiling woman was there waiting for their arrival.

Penelope Weasley.

Wife of the Minister of Magic and Minister for Magical Foreign Affairs.

Her arrival is a sign of respect for the hero.

Standing on the magical street, Pepper saw flying on a broomstick and a flying magic carpet.

Children's laughter on the bubble in the Wizarding City.

The magic bus shuttles quickly on the road.

Compared to the curiosity of Muggles, wizards are not as unfriendly to Muggles as they imagined.

On the contrary, pure-blood wizards are destined to be in the minority.

Among half-blood and Muggle wizards, it is the mainstream.

When they saw Pepper and the others, they just smiled in a friendly way.

Pepper followed Penelo.

She saw her sister.

A solemn place.

The black stone tablet is engraved with every victim on the Magic Crystal Island.

She saw her sister's name.

At the same time, she also learned what kind of things her country had done because of greed.

With a heavy heart, Pepper didn't know how to face these wizards.

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