I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

madman!

The description of the crazy behavior of the person in front of him came into the mind of the Hell Lord.

Who would be crazy enough to threaten the Lord of Hell in Hell?

The Witch King is benevolent and protects all wizards.

The Witch King is also cruel, he would not hesitate to destroy a dimension in exchange for his family.

This is the paranoia and selfishness of the Witch King, a sacred realm that no one can overstep.

Equivalent exchange.

This is what John likes to say.

Except because he is an alchemist.

It also represents a road leading to the supreme alchemy palace.

The gate of things.

A place that exists based on the principle of equivalent exchange.

A place that can only be glimpsed by touching the highest achievements of alchemy.

John took off his limited gloves in order to exchange them for equal value later.

Although he feels a little distressed, for John, who can re-refine the limited gloves, they are not irreplaceable.

The worst case scenario is to go to S.H.I.E.L.D. again to extract the power of the Mind Stone.

The current glove contains the Mind Stone and the Super Magic Crystal. John feels that it is not impossible to redeem it and use the core of the Ice Box to explode once.

That eternal ice is not the shell of the box of ice used by Loki, it is an existence that can actually freeze time.

The erupting core of the Ice Box, not to mention freezing the nine realms, makes the already harsh living environment in hell even worse. It is not a big problem.

As for whether John would be affected, this was not an important matter in the mind of the crazy Witch King.

The hell lord didn't expect that John would be so crazy.

Seeing how he wanted to drag Hell down with him, even the notorious Hell Lord did not dare to act recklessly.

The Hell Lord opened his mouth and wanted to ask, who is the Hell Lord?

Anyone who comes to this world will bring the entire hell dimension to die together at every turn.

"Wait!" The Hell Lord was sweating anxiously. He tried to calm John down, his mind racing.

"Aren't you afraid that she will die?"

The Lord of Hell pointed at Ariana's body and said, "If you destroy Hell, she won't be able to escape either!"

"Do you think she would be very willing to be attached to you?" John looked at the Lord of Hell as if he were a fool, and said calmly, "Since it's all about death, it's better to let Hell become a burial object."

Now the Hell Lord was completely panicked.

I want to go to the human world, but I don’t want my hometown to be gone.

What's more, John looked like he was going to die together, not afraid of the hell lord's true form coming over.

Taking out the pocket watch from his pocket, John threw the pocket watch on the frozen desert, and said with a hint of madness in his calmness: "You have three minutes to decide life and death in hell."

"Wizard, you!" The Hell Lord felt agitated in his heart.

John said calmly: "Choose, arrogant Hell Lord."

He tilted his head and said without concealing his murderous intent: "I can tell you, I will kill you. No matter where you are, you have been marked as undesirable by the Witch King."

The hands of the pocket watch were beating, one frame after another, making the Hell Lord's heart gradually sink to the bottom.

Watch the second hand jump towards the last ten seconds.

Dense beads of sweat could not be wiped off the Hell Lord's forehead.

Time jumps to the last second.

"The time is up and you missed it."

John raised his glove without hesitation.

"I surrender!"

The hell lord surrendered.

Ariana's consciousness was withdrawn from her body.

The moment Ariana's body fell, John waved his wand and pulled the person over.

Looking at Ariana sleeping deeply, John gently stroked her cheek, with emotions flowing in his eyes, and whispered.

"Wake up, Ariana, you're safe."

Ariana's eyelids trembled as she subconsciously curled up. She brushed her long eyelashes and slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing the person in front of her, she seemed unsure whether it was real or illusory.

Reaching out to touch John's face, he blurted to himself: "Brother?"

"Yes, it's me."

John smiled, with an imperceptible moisture in his eyes.

Two years after leaving the magical world, he finally saw his family again.

Ariana whimpered softly and leaned into John's arms, "I seemed to have had a dream, and you were with me in the dream, protecting me from harm."

John held her hand tightly, "It's good that you're okay, Ariana has grown up too."

The scene is very warm, but there are always people who want to destroy it.

The true form of the Hell Lord, who was forced to withdraw from his consciousness, wakes up.

His power cannot be compared to that of consciousness possession.

The spread of great terror is heading in this direction.

"Haha, I was just about to settle a score with you."

When John raised his eyes again, his eyes were straight and emotionless.

He took off the Limited Mind Stone without hesitation and threw it towards the Gate of Things without any trace of distress or attachment.

The door of things opened, and dense black hands came out to grab the gems.

He said coldly, "Use this gem to cast the Ice Box without any scruples!"

The Monomon Gate that took away the gem disappeared.

next moment.

The ultimate light of the rainbow fell, and the earth cracked and shattered, penetrating the entire hell dimension.

The hell lord who came over had his eyes broken, and his body was affected and formed a layer of ice that would never melt.

"Do not--!"

...

Westview Town.

The Hell Lord left himself a way out.

Agnes looked nervously at the few intact doors in the hell projection.

As long as the hell projection is still there, the hell lords marked here can enter through the passages of these gates at any time.

Agnes also knew that his deal with the Lord of Hell was tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger.

It's just that for a being like her, it would be difficult for her to break through again without trading with people from other dimensions to gain power.

John's appearance disrupted her plan. Greedy people will always be backlashed by their own greed.

Agnes awaits the return of the Lord of Hell.

When the door opened, she was ready for it.

But when the door opened, she was greeted by a presence that made her body shiver.

"how is this possible?"

She said something subconsciously.

The body was hung on the wall after being hit hard, and John's wand pointed at Agnes and slowly turned.

A heartbreaking pain spread throughout his body.

"I originally didn't want to kill you because you were my subject."

John's eyes were cold, "But you let me down, Agnes."

"Who are you?" Agnes didn't believe that a wizard from a Muggle family could have this power.

"Me?" John stared at Agnes, his eyes devoid of human emotion, "We have met before."

"You should kneel to me then, witch."

He walked out slowly, holding the wand in his left hand and holding the palm of his lost sister tightly in his right hand.

He walked towards Agnes step by step, "When I fanned the wings of death and the shadow of destruction covered the earth, I spared your life because your identity as a witch allowed you to survive."

After hearing his words, Agnes' thoughts suddenly returned to an incident that had happened before.

That was the biggest panic of her life.

The overwhelming shadows, the body shrouded in death.

It was a darkness that even hell never had, a suffocation that darkness never had.

She fled that day, but could never step out of that shadow.

Her lips trembled, "You, you are..."

A terrifying possibility came to mind.

Before he finished speaking, John waved his wand down heavily.

Agnes's body hit the ground, and blood burst out when the bridge of her nose came into contact with the ground.

Her nose was broken, but the fear would not subside.

"The Witch King."

As soon as the two words came out of her mouth, her body felt cold.

The moment she looked up, her head had been poked by the wand.

"You can seek strength from the Witch King, or you can pray for peace from the Witch King." A cold and ruthless voice sounded above the head, "You are a subject of the Witch King, and you should enjoy everything."

"Miss Agnes, your arrogance and arrogance have caused you to be removed from your status as a citizen of the Magic Kingdom, and you will no longer be protected by the Witch King."

The wand pressed against the head, causing her to look up and see a being standing in the projection of hell, even scarier than the inhabitants of hell.

"I will curse you to have no dreams, toss and turn in the dark, unable to sleep, and destroy your dreams."

"I will curse you for your arrogance. Your arrogance will take away everything you are proud of."

"I will curse you for being ignorant. Magic has blinded your vision. You cannot cross the boundaries of magic and cannot escape the prison of knowledge."

"I will curse you for your hypocrisy and your identity as Agnes, and you will never be able to leave this town."

"I will curse you with greed, breeding arrogant ambition, and a bottomless pit that cannot be filled, making you extremely miserable."

"I will curse you to decline, the loss of the magic power that you are proud of, the death of the youth that you care about, and the aging that surpasses ordinary people to experience the footsteps of death."

After six curses in a row, the Witch King became truly angry, making Agnes turn pale.

She realized that something in her body seemed to be rapidly decaying.

A vague barrier appeared in her eyes, causing her to scream.

The family is the counter scale of the Witch King, and death is the greatest forgiveness.

John raised his left hand.

The dazzling white light penetrated the entire hell projection from the wand.

The place that lost the protection of the Hell Lord's power was instantly disintegrated.

Agnes fell to her knees, waving her hands in disbelief.

John pulled his sister out of here.

In the basement of this house, Agnes's crazy screams came.

John held his sister's hand tightly, and Ariana sensed her brother's emotions.

This former little girl is no longer a stranger to her brother after seeing him again.

John pursed his lips tightly, moved, and said, "Let's go home."

Ariana also squeezed her brother's hand.

"Ah."

...

"I updated the second update for three days, and my keyboard was broken, and my computer was damaged by my coding.

Now we finally have the third update, but you insist that it is short.

How can I not know whether the article is short or not?

Three chapters have been written, but the author has not touched the fish at all. "