Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 967 There Is Nothing New Under The Sun (Part [-])
"We may not be able to go that far." Wanda was the first to say.She knocked on her heels with some embarrassment, and then thanked Daisy Johnson in a low voice for helping her trim the ends of her hair.The mixed-race female hacker nodded happily. Her short hair trimmed by herself was soaked in sweat and dried out, turning into strands of hair hanging down her cheeks, which looked quite messy.But when faced with Wanda's long dark red hair, she acted quite seriously, holding small scissors to trim the burnt and curly part bit by bit.

Fitz looked at them as if seeing an unimaginable miracle, as if in the blink of an eye, the two secretly turned the knob on their heads, and the speed from rattling swords to harmony was unimaginably fast, just like the reaction between magnesium bars and acid Quick, but fairly quiet.Women are really incomprehensible creatures. One second they are thinking of tearing each other's throats open, the next second they can lick each other's fur like cats, and the next second they may start planning to bite each other to death——Fitz quietly Moved his feet, moved himself away from the two men - as part of the cooperation, Robbie Reyes completely lost the right to speak, because he is currently receiving an infusion and looks like he will have to sleep for at least a few hours.The Immortal City completely dominated the mission process as a strong party, and SHIELD, as the first, could only cooperate with the Immortal City's actions, just like saving Leopold Fitz and Gemma Simmons from alien planets before.

This is not a good memory for all S.H.I.E.L.D. agents. After all, no one knows whether the nuclear bomb hanging over their heads will be launched, even if they all know it is a necessary insurance measure.

Constantine has no objections. He doesn't mind using these people as slaves, as long as they have a way to find out where the magic book is.As the first step of cooperation, Wanda took out a small bottle of garnet-colored potion from her pocket and handed it over.At this time, Mike completely ignored the bad emotions caused by Daisy and Yoyo's concealment before. He just wanted to reach out and stop the bottle of unknown liquid, but Daisy Johnson took it without hesitation, opened the bottle cap and drank it all. Mike muttered something about the need for testing.

"I know what the potion is for." She showed Mike her arms.After taking the potion, the bruised arm healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Daisy Johnson endured the uncontrollable itching caused by the rapid healing of the bones, and then excitedly cast the ability towards the ruins after the battle.After the pain disappeared, Daisy's mental state also improved a lot.

"I'm healed, I can fight," she said, "By the way, this potion tastes good."

"The teacher likes to mix the healing potion into strawberry and pomegranate flavors." Wanda said, "This is the best potion to drink."

"Adding some carbonation would have been more welcome."

"I don't care about the potion issue, can you think about the mission! Now the Quinjet fighter has first turned into a monster, and then it was sent into some kind of magic extruder." Fitz complained in a low voice with his hands on his hips.He had put the Freezing Gun aside a long time ago, since that non-lethal weapon posed no threat to anyone here anyway. "Now we have to take the bus to investigate the case, and we have to find a way to squeeze this big three-meter-tall man into it. As long as such a guy walks on the road, the police will stop him within 1 minute. He'd kill everyone in there, and then the news helicopters would follow and make us public."

"That's because the Quinjet was corrupted by the Spirit of Vengeance..."

Wanda wanted to argue a few more words, but the guards waved her hand and interrupted what she wanted to say. "I don't need to take your transportation." Constantine looked down at them and said coldly, "I will go directly to the mission location. Wanda Maximoff, the jet motorcycle can carry an ordinary person. Dai Sy Johnson, you take Robbie Reyes. Leopold Fitz and Mike, you guys said you had ghosts in your base, and I need you to look into that and figure out how many A spirit is outside."

"I'll stay here. If I leave, it will be bad if Robbie Reyes is controlled by the Spirit of Vengeance again." Wanda hesitated, "What's more, I still need to supervise them to conduct investigations. A team always needs someone who can deal with ghosts."

"After the Quin-jet fighter was destroyed, the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters should have received an automatic request for support, so you're not worried about us telling...tell someone about you?" Mike raised his head and asked.Constantine glanced at him, then turned and left the sulfur-smelling room. "You can tell whoever you want, as long as you think you can bear the consequences." The Imperial Guard said, "I only want the mission goal, and I don't care about anything else."

"Hey, wait, we haven't put you on the comm channel yet!"

"It's okay, I've already invaded, and I can hear every word you say."

Stephanie pressed the fast forward button.

Regarding this mission, that is, the fact that a few scientists who don't understand magic at all created a miracle in the eyes of ordinary people through the knowledge obtained from magic books, is actually not the first case recorded by Kama Taj.In the late 21th century and early [-]st century, a former American Methodist priest with an interest in electricity did something similar to the man in the energy laboratory, and his body was finally found in his bed (This is a publicity statement).

The man was a very gentle fellow, interested in science (especially electricity) and faith.When he was preaching to the children in the small town, he also created a finger-sized robot Jesus, which can straddle the lake landscape basin made by himself along the transparent rails, imitating the miracle of walking on water.He also has a beautiful wife and a sensible boy, but when her wife was driving a car with her son to go shopping, after a car accident, all these beautiful things disappeared.After he gave up his faith and unveiled the hypocrisy of religion to the townspeople, he was excommunicated and made a living by his own tricks in the circus.

When he reappeared 50 years later, the Internet had already risen. According to the common missionary method of Protestants, the pastor traveled around the United States with a giant white tent that could accommodate 1000 people.Wearing two battery rings disguised as gold rings on his hands, he claims to his believers that he can cure many incurable diseases, such as muscle atrophy, drug addiction, and tumors.The pastor often performs bare-handed removal of tumors at congregational gatherings, but it is only sheep or cow offal. Although the technique is clumsy, many people still believe him, especially the family members of the cured patients, as if they did not realize that A priest is actually shocking the patient's brain.

Anyway, he did heal some people successfully because of his knowledge of what to do.

So those believers knelt down in the tent and sang "Hallelujah" in unison.

However, those terminally ill patients who received treatment showed varying degrees of sequelae, and many people committed self-harm behaviors without realizing it.The addict who quit heroin will stick a fork in his arm, the patient who removes cataracts will sprinkle salt in his eyes, the patient with tinnitus will hallucinate, and the muscle wasting patient will be stuffed into a mental hospital and can only eat through a tube.

Healing the sick is not his real purpose, and all the money offered by believers is used by him to make an instrument.

A machine that draws energy from extra dimensions, a machine that resurrects the dead.

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)