I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

Flashing, jumping.

This is not the first time John has experienced something like this.

Only this time there's something different.

The scene before him kept changing.

Sometimes in a modern house, sometimes in the ancient and wild land.

He saw the towers and the deep sea.

The change of day and night, the alternation of sun and moon.

He saw the end of life and the origin of species.

He saw conquerors sweeping across various kingdoms with their armies, and he also saw young god-kings fighting bloody battles.

The flames burst out from the ground, and when they touched the waterfall, they turned into a mist that would never dissipate.

Black energy surged out of his eyes, and purple lightning jumped.

Gold, silver.

John's eyes trembled up and down.

White light replaced everything.

John looked stern.

It was the power of foresight that surged out again.

White light occupied his eyes, and at a certain moment, it could be seen.

A mysterious and strange man appeared, his eyes filled with white light, and the wizard's robes were flying.

Just for a moment, people thought it was an illusion.

Still jumping.

Never stopped.

John communicates with the dark dimension outside of time.

The dark energy he gained from there began to suppress it all.

The forbidden soul power competes with darkness.

His eyes gradually took on other colors.

White light covered his body, and his body became elemental.

It was whiter than light.

Black hair loses color and turns white.

Fluttering all over the body.

Instead, there was the strange darkness in his eyes.

Wand waved.

Not wizard magic.

But...

mage.

"projection."

The flash stopped.

To be precise, it was neutralized.

The darkness suddenly shrank into an eggshell as tall as a human being.

This is the realm of dark dimension projection.

Utilize borrowed magic learned from Karma Taj.

John cut out a corner from the dark dimension and projected it onto his body.

Darkness is not affected by time, which means that the time flash loses its jumping effect.

But there is a side effect.

The dark dimension is meant to swallow everything.

John let the dark dimension wrap around him.

The blinding white light was covered by darkness.

When he was about to devour John, he found the right opportunity to weaken him, and the scales on John's body grew out.

The next second, cracks appeared in the eggshell.

The hand with dark golden scales breaks the shackles from the inside.

Use both hands to tear open a corner.

John saw a city through the broken corner of his sight.

It was an upside-down city full of futuristic science fiction.

The reason why I say this.

It's because there is a completely upside-down city above the city.

Like a mirror.

John took a deep breath, and the eggshell shrank into a black wizard robe, wrapping John around him.

His eyes are strangely clear in black and white, and looking directly at them makes one feel ridiculous and frightened.

"There's no up or down here."

John picked up a stone on the ground and threw it into the sky.

The rocks that were supposed to fly a certain distance and fall started to accelerate upward after a certain distance.

Finally landed in the upside down city.

John fell into deep thought. This place did not seem to belong to Sakaar.

Time flash jumps are full of randomness, and you can't even be sure where you will land.

But no matter how you look at it, this place doesn't seem to be within the scope of Sakaar and the Earth.

Although he had experienced time flashes before, he had never arrived in a completely unfamiliar place like this.

"The prophet's power is activated, is it about my destiny?" John narrowed his eyes.

Generally speaking, the power of a prophet manifests itself only in significant circumstances.

For example, his divination teacher Trelawney predicted things that had nothing to do with her on several occasions.

The objects of prophecy are usually people who are already very famous.

John thought about it and thought it might be about his own destiny.

He is now in the city.

It seems that this place is not out of his cognitive scope.

Futuristic inverted levitation train and huge projection screen.

John looked at the tall tower in the middle of the city and was stunned.

"Magic Tower?"

That tall tower is the same as the magic tower in the Wizard City.

There's just something missing.

Without that constant radiance.

Could this be the wizarding city of the future?

John frowned, he could explore here a bit before solving the flash.

Walk out of a tic-tac-toe street where you are surrounded by surrounding buildings.

He staggered, a drop of cold sweat falling on his forehead.

White light flashed from his eyes and was suppressed by John.

"It's really troublesome. Is fate so impatient for me to make a choice?"

John shook his head and walked out. He bumped into someone.

"Feel sorry."

The other party said something, John paused, and he slowly looked up.

I saw a man wearing black-rimmed glasses and a sweatshirt walking over.

None of this was important. What was important was that John looked at the man's face that was somewhat similar to his own.

If this is not his half-brother, then it can only be said that this world seems too wonderful.

The other party didn't care and walked over directly.

There was a trace of doubt in John's heart.

He silently remembered the other party, turned around and walked towards the magic tower.

If this was the city of wizards, then there would be everything you want to know in the magic tower.

The Magic Tower is located in the center of the city, and many people stay in the park nearby.

A girl with dark hair plays with a crystal ball with a mysterious face.

The man in front of her nervously awaits the results.

"Your future is in my hands." The girl smiled mysteriously, "I saw..."

As she spoke, the girl's voice stopped abruptly.

She widened her eyes and stared at the approaching figure in the crystal ball.

The moment the strange black and white eyes appeared, the crystal ball shattered and exploded.

The girl screamed, and she suddenly looked up and saw John walking by.

She ignored the man and ran after John.

"Wait, John!"

John stopped and recognized himself?

He turned around slowly and saw the out of breath girl.

Damn it.

John cursed silently.

The moment he saw the girl, he felt a little uneasy.

Black hair, white skin, reddish brown eyes.

If it weren't for that soft and beautiful face, John would have thought it was him.

"you know me?"

"Of course." The girl allowed herself to breathe more smoothly and looked at John's face. Her mouth opened slightly in surprise, "This is not the place to talk."

She stretched out her hand to hold John and walked in the opposite direction.

He muttered: "Don't let the people in the parliament see you, otherwise you will be in trouble."

As the Witch King, John felt so confused for the first time.

Whether it was the passerby wearing glasses before or the girl now, they all seemed to reveal something special.

Even John couldn't tell.

Let the girl pull him away.

Shortly after John left, a man wearing a silver mask appeared under the magic tower.

The door to the magic tower opens.

Silver Mask walked inside.

A staircase with no end in sight, but the moment you step on it, you appear in a gorgeous room.

The dome is a clear distinction between night and day.

In the polarized room, a round table stood there.

The round table was already full of people.

"you are late."

Turning a golden pen with his slender fingers, the man lazily supported his cheek with the back of his hand and said casually: "This is not a good habit."

"It's just that things have been delayed."

Silver Mask walked over and sat down in the empty seat. He looked at the seat on the other side.

"Okay," the man wearing the monocle smiled, "it's time for us to start the meeting."

"Still the same theme." The man flicked out a gold coin.

The gold coin drew an arc in the sky and rotated accurately in the middle of the round table.

"Dear John Wicks..."

"You're welcome and safe."

The people at the round table are all different, but they are all the same.

Some of them are young and energetic, while others are old and vicissitudes of life.

But without exception, they all have very similar faces.

And the same name.

John Wick.

"In Mirror City, I feel his breath."

"The gears of fate are being turned, and we are caught in the gap between existence and disappearance, as full of variables as the cat in the box."

John, who wore a monocle, smiled and said: "Everyone, the uncertainty of the unknown allows us to exist."

The gold coins were spinning on the table and were about to stop, but they still stubbornly kept spinning one more time.

During the last lap, the gold coin disappeared and appeared in the hands of the silver mask. No one knew what the fate was at that moment.

Just like them, that answer is lost in the gap between existence and disappearance.

“His presence is an opportunity and a chance to move us from the unknown to the present.”

Silver Mask rubbed the gold coins with his fingers and said lightly: "As the founders of this place, our past and future."

"We all knew this moment was coming."

"Gate to Dimensions."

...

John was pulled away.

He felt strange.

He was taken into a house.

There are many crystal balls here.

In the crystal ball, there are many pictures.

The pictures inside represent different reactions.

It's all John.

But it doesn't seem like it's John.

"Who are you?" John looked at the girl in front of him.

The other party knows him, but he does not know the other party.

The girl picked up a crystal ball and exhaled when she saw the picture inside changed to what it was now.

"You can call me Johanna," Johanna said with a big smile and stretched out her hand, "As for why I know you..."

"Because this place exists because of you."

"John the Critic."

Johanna reveals John's identity with one sentence.

"And here is a city governed by a council composed of John."

"The place of eternity, the Upside Down City."

Johanna looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she spoke carelessly.

John touched his chin and lost in thought, "So, this is the edge of the multiverse?"

"That's amazing!" Johanna said with admiration on her face, "As expected of you, you can understand it in just one sentence."

John ignored her, a question lingering in his mind.

"You mean...many 'I's?"

He thought of the god of death and lies.

Those variations of John.

And this one in front of me.

John narrowed his eyes, "You are John too."

Yes, Johanna is John.

He is also a very special John.

She is special because of her abilities.

prophecy.

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