Djinn starting from Marvel

After the new world appeared, war suddenly lost its meaning. The world was too big, and the planet's living space had not been used up, so why fight?

Furthermore, after today's war, every wizard will understand that magical animals are no longer protected animals that can be manipulated by others. In terms of power, they are already on the same level as wizards, or even higher.

The purpose of Odascin's action has been achieved. This is called the tactical goal not being achieved, but the strategic goal has been achieved.

Dumbledore is also relatively satisfied with the change in the situation. Peace is always better than war, and after this incident, his and Hogwarts' reputation will once again grow explosively in the wizarding world.

If it is self-praising to say that Hogwarts was the first wizarding school in the past, then this statement will soon become a reality.

In addition, a part of Voldemort, one of Dumbledore's biggest enemies, was also completely dead, killing two birds with one stone, a crazy win-win situation.

As for Voldemort, who only lost his pants, who cares? Anyway, it was just another death.

In the gap between the universe, Ding Hao is clearing the obstacles on the light path.

The distance between the Marvel multiverse and the Harry Potter single universe is very far. There are many crystal wall systems in between, and there are even other universes at the same level as the Marvel universe.

According to common sense, it is more time-saving and energy-saving to just pack up the Harry Potter world and throw it out near the Marvel world than rushing all the way through.

However, Ding Hao doesn't. He intends to use this world as a carrot in front of the donkey's mouth. How can he throw it directly into the donkey's mouth, even if the donkey is Mephisto and can think.

"Give way, give way, why are you blocking the road like this!" Ding Hao waved a hammer and shouted unscrupulously in the void.

By the way, every time he passed a world, Ding Hao would use a hammer to lightly tap the defensive ring surrounding the world.

If there is a reaction, then move on with the Harry Potter world. If not, just slap a mark on it and move on.

As a current good djinn, Ding Hao picks watermelons at the "watermelon stand" based on the concept of not peeping into other people's worlds unless necessary, and not marking the main world unless necessary.

Of course, if you encounter a certain stall owner who is stubborn and unreasonable, you have to buy it if you encounter it. If you are still short of money, add a magnet.

Ding Hao would also let him see that he could disembowel someone without a watermelon knife and a hammer.

At the same time, attached to the hell dimension of the Marvel multiverse, Mephisto, as Ding Hao expected, was constantly drooling at the taste of the new world.

The independent universe near the sea coordinates of the Marvel Universe had been eaten up long ago when the Marvel Universe began to develop. At that time, Mephisto was still a small figure, and it was not his turn to have a sip of soup. Everything was updated. The first-level gods took all of them.

Then Marvel's own top boss is a slacker who likes watching movies but not moving. Without his help, if he leaves his own home to cause trouble in someone else's home, there is a high probability that he will not come back.

After all, in different rooms of your own home, competing with acquaintances under the same general rules for the ownership of desserts that are always refreshed on the table is completely different from going to someone else's home to snatch something, even if there are other people at home. The same goes for a room.

Changes in the rules can easily bury those who act rashly. If the cannon fodder is sent first, there will be no main body of sufficient size to join, and it will be difficult to truly feel the underlying rules of other worlds with a little projection of power.

It's different now. The Harry Potter world hasn't even arrived yet, but Ding Hao has already passed on its flavor.

New foreign cakes taste good, have less competition, and are highly nutritious. Who doesn’t drool after looking at them? Not only can you eat this kind of thing, but just smell it, you need to pay a ticket.

"Hmm~" Mephisto closed his eyes and felt the smell coming from the light path, "The rules of emotions... happen to be what I'm good at."

After confirming this, Mephisto instantly came to the game table from his own dimension. On the game table, the dense colorful light has enveloped the entire earth.

This is the infusion of rules. From now on, emotions will be more powerful than ever on this planet, and their rule priorities will be consistent with the various primal energies.

Obviously, this rule was added by the Djinn, and Mephisto understands this very well, because if he wants to do this, it will take a lot of energy and time, and it will be extremely difficult. He is like this, and the current Ancient One is even less likely to do it. Having said that, there is only one possibility.

Standing in front of the game table, Mephisto has never paid so serious attention to the markings of the protagonists and supporting roles on it, thinking about how to play the game well. Of course, the premise is that he does not lose his position as a chess player.

As the Lord of Hell, Mephisto used to dig holes for others and let them find a way out within his own rules. Now, he is not very good at the reverse.

After considering the various possible actions of Ancient One, Mephisto thought for a long time but could not come up with a better idea.

For those who rush to book Guyi, the difficulty is high, the risks are high, and the returns are low.

The success rate of self-built newcomers to join the Avengers is too low, and the benefits are not very good. The most important thing is, how to build one yourself? How to find the best balance between the restrictions of the rules.

Moreover, Mephisto has not forgotten that this is a game field and cannot be ruined by messing around. If he dares to throw away abilities as high as the Eye of Judgment, he will definitely die first.

After a while, Mephisto sighed. He still couldn't think of a way, but he did find an alternative.

Mephisto remembered that among the guys who owed him debts, there was a guy who was selfless and shameless, despicable and a little classy at the same time, and the best at dancing in various shackles. Oh, I'm not talking about Ancient One here.

However, that man’s biggest creditor is the Satan of that world, and Mephisto is not even ranked in the top ten.

"Is it worth it..." Mephisto thought. If he wanted to get that person's soul, the price he would pay would be quite high.

Even if you buy off the debt in Satan's hands, you still have to deal with the interference of God over there, forcefully drag people to hell, and then extradite people to this hell dimension through the connection between hell and hell.

At this moment, the fragrance of the "cake" became stronger and stronger. Mephisto made up his mind that the old cake was tasteless and it was a pity to abandon it. It didn't matter if he gave away a small share as long as it didn't damage the foundation. The new cake could bring enough revenue. Make up for all losses.

"Constantine... I hope you won't disappoint me!"