I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

John talks to Topps.

He discovered that the man known as Waste Stone actually had ideas that would amaze the Witch King.

Whether it is about deflecting magic or further elimination, it has an extremely strong foundation.

It's not like he's said to have no talent at all.

Perhaps the talent they are talking about is an inability to adapt to a certain kind of magic.

Tops said with a lonely look on his face, "I was really careless and missed the closing time of the college."

"It would be nice if I could go back and continue my research."

After finishing speaking, he humbled himself and said, "Maybe my research is not that great."

"Maybe, it's just too great." John said.

Even when faced with the proud Prince Odyssey of the Warner Protoss, or the Elf Sage, John was not so sure.

He said seriously to Topps: "You should be proud, Topps."

"This is the magic that gives magicians a headache in this era."

Tops listened blankly.

great?

Are you talking about yourself?

He had suffered too many glares and blows in the academy.

It makes him extremely unconfident and even inferior.

John's affirmation was something he had never heard before.

"you……"

"Trust me, Tops." John's lips curled up, "How about making a deal?"

"I will give you the key to go back and study it, and the price is that you leave your magic among the seagulls."

John stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "This is an exchange of equal value."

Tops looked at his hands and then at John. He wasn't sure if he wanted to go back to studying magic too much, or if he also had a longing in his heart.

He held John's hand.

The deal is done.

Tops asked cautiously, "Why are you doing this, John?"

"Because I like to see people who pursue magic." John looked at Topps seriously, "The more exciting the magic, the more interesting the world is."

When Tops heard this answer, he couldn't understand it.

Why is John so confident and flamboyant even though he is also a person favored by magic?

As if he were a parent looking at his growing child, John even had a look of relief in his eyes.

He looked at John's face and then touched his beard.

child?

Why is it so weird?

Please stop looking at me like a child.

key?

easy to do.

John clapped his hands together and asked for what he wanted.

Alchemists are so willful.

Tops returned to the academy in a daze, holding the key.

The Book of Seagulls opens According to the Vanaheim calendar, there are still two Vanir days.

Dunbar just carried a pillow and went to John's room and knocked on the door. Unfortunately, John was not interested in his attentiveness.

Although they all carry the word "servant", unlike Toth of Niflheim, Dunbar didn't give John that good feeling.

Of course, he is not the kind of person who will be moved if others treat him wholeheartedly.

Dunbar has a strong utilitarianism, which is related to the fact that he has been hanging out on the streets since he was a child.

John doesn't hate such people, but he follows the principle of equivalent exchange and needs to see value in a person before he can help.

Apart from being a tour guide, Dunbar has no other value.

John naturally had no other meaning for it.

At worst, I'll give you more money later.

As the time goes.

It’s not just a gathering between magicians, but also conflicts.

Some magicians do so because of hatred between their country and family, while others do so because of personal reasons.

In short, arrogant people gather together and there is constant friction.

If it weren't for the Warner protoss Odyssey, the magician might have already entered the duel stage.

Duels are also popular among magicians here.

The field is larger than a Wizard's Duel because their attacks cover a larger area.

The time has come for the opening of the divine book.

Among the seagulls, the magicians were eager to try.

Morley told his disciples: "Remember, use your magic to clear Vanaheim's name."

Ansel nodded, and his eyes swept across the crowd.

No trace of John was found, which made him very unhappy.

The previous embarrassment made him feel angry.

This time the divine book was opened, he hoped that John would be one of them.

This way you can find the place yourself.

He didn't know that John was walking past right under his nose.

The shield that was set on Ansel's body last time has not been lifted yet.

Even Ansel's teacher, Molly, didn't notice anything unusual about him.

John, who possesses unicorn psychic magic, has the most powerful brain defense and Legilimency.

Seagulls' qualifications to read the divine book are determined by magic.

In addition to incentives, people who can leave a magic tower among the seagulls will also be selected.

Ans El's identity as a young court magician is very dazzling.

The elves also came over.

It was a green-haired elf who looked young, but his real age might have been over a thousand years old.

The elf's proud posture is also unique among magicians.

John was among them, and he first looked at the divine book.

The so-called divine book is actually a magic book with a huge storage space.

Every magic spell in the book can be used directly.

As long as you hold the divine book, you have all the magic in the world.

All it takes is a thought to summon the recorded magic.

John touched his chin, this ability felt very familiar.

The book he gave to Ariana seemed to have the same effect.

The only difference is that Arianna's book records the Witch King's magic.

Only magic that has been recognized is eligible to become a member of the Seagull Flock.

It's not just magic, it's a concept, a new direction.

There are many categories of magicians. Wizards and mages can all be classified as magicians.

John saw Ansel come out.

As a court magician, he didn't feel like he would lose to those outside.

He has psychic magic and can even hypnotize people directly.

When he met someone who also learned spiritual magic, he added a layer of door locks to his brain.

It seems that the lesson John gave him last time made him grow.

Following Ans El, he walked into the first seagull.

People around John disappeared one by one.

The selection of the divine book has already begun.

When it came to John, the transmitted energy pulled at John.

John was sent to a strange environment.

Elemental magic is the most common.

But you can't deny that elemental magic is powerful and very common.

Flying fireballs, falling hurricanes, walking stone walls, roaring waves.

The display of magic is dizzying.

Not far from where John was, the four elements appeared together.

They intersect and restrain each other.

This is what four magicians are doing.

John looked at it and had to say that these magicians were much more gorgeous than the wizards when they moved their hands.

The special effects that fill the screen are much more brilliant than the green light from the wizard.

A fireball flew towards John.

John reached out to catch the wand without drawing it out.

The hot fireball burned in his hand, but it couldn't hurt him at all.

John, who has the physique of a fire dragon, is not afraid of flames.

He took a deep breath.

The moment he exhales, the fireball grows into the wind.

Swallowing the magicians of the four elements.

John raised his eyebrows and looked at the group of unlucky magicians, "It seems the heat has gone too far."

Of all John's magic tricks, this one is arguably the most harmless.

The Witch King has more taboos than a wizard has magic.

A few unlucky ones fell down, and John looked at the tall tower standing in the distance.

One of the seagulls.

It seems that victory cannot be counted until it is close to that side.

John was not very interested in other people, he only had thoughts about the divine book.

The road is destined to be uneventful.

In addition to magicians, there are also various creatures in this universe.

“Incendio”

Flames spurted out from the tip of the staff, igniting a huge creature with horns that looked like a rhinoceros.

The flames quickly spread across the body and were quickly resolved.

John arrived below the magic tower.

Compared with my own tower, this tower is visually much shorter.

The only entrance is a door.

Being locked with a puzzle.

"Fun magic."

When John saw this magic, he was reminded of the Ravenclaw house at Hogwarts.

The entrance to Ravenclaw Tower also has a method similar to that which requires decryption to enter.

The difference is that here a magic is made with puzzles.

Unlocking the magic requires answers.

Of course, you can choose another method.

John looked around, pointing his wand at the puzzle.

"BlastingCurse"

A flash of red light passed by.

The puzzle is forcibly broken by magic.

Unfortunately, this thing reminded him of a bad experience in Ravenclaw.

Opening the door, John walked in.

A dizzying feeling hits the brain.

When the rotation subsided, there was already a person standing in the magic tower.

"Similar to a door key."

John looked across, what a coincidence.

Ans Ayre.

He was the first among the seagulls, and he was the first into the tower.

This is where the duel should be held.

Ans El was ready to take action when someone came in.

But when he saw the person clearly, he was a little confused.

After a brief period of confusion, it was replaced by a feeling of elated excitement.

"Finally let me meet you again!"

Ans Aier stared at John, "We meet again."

John said casually: "I hope you have learned manners from your teacher."

Such a mention made Ansel feel extremely bad.

The last time he was tricked by John, it made him very upset.

But he thought it was caused by being too relaxed.

From John, there is no substantial manifestation of magic like his teacher or Odyssey.

He didn't think that as a young court magician, he would lose to a person of unknown origin.

"You should be lucky, you will become a loser under Ansel's magic."

Ans El knew that John's psychic magic was powerful, but he was not just a psychic magician.

The staff touched the ground, and Ansel's magic robe automatically moved without wind.

The flames, with him as the center, began to turn into rings of fire, spreading in all directions.

"I'm telling you," Ansel sneered, "You will sing under this flame and regret your past actions."

"Become ashes under the magic of the great master of fire magic, Morley!"

John looked strange when he heard this.

Fire magic?

He slowly drew his wand.

Compared to the exaggerated fire effects, John's wand only lit up a tiny wisp of flame.

He smiled slightly: "What a coincidence, I also like to use fire."

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