Marvel: Ned the Mystic Mage

"King, please help me ask Master Gu Yi later if it is possible for her to repair the levitating cloak."

Back in the house, Ned left his body alone, letting him lie on the bed to recuperate, and sat on the stool in his spirit body and said.

"The levitating cloak is an extremely special magic weapon. I'm afraid it's difficult to...forget it, I'll ask for you."

Wang obviously had no hope for this, but in the end he didn't say much.

"Feel sorry."

Although Wanda had no perception of the outside world at that time, she also knew that the reason why Ned became like this was the power in her body. Looking at his sad look, she stepped forward and whispered.

"Do not."

Ned slowly shook his head, "Wanda, there is no need to feel guilty."

……

Just when Ned was fighting the Red Magic Stone, the miserable Tony Stark also encountered a rare dilemma in his life.

"Sir? Sir! Sir!!"

Under Jarvis's continuous calls, Stark finally woke up in a daze.

"I know, turn off the alarm, I'm fine."

"This is an automatic emergency alarm with less than five percent energy."

Jarvis's voice sounded in the armor.

"what?"

Stark was startled and suddenly woke up. It didn't matter that he woke up. Stark actually found that he was high in the sky and falling rapidly to the ground!

"what!!!!!"

"what!!!!!"

Along with Stark's scream, the steel armor hit the ground heavily, and continued to bounce and slide. It took an unknown amount of time before it finally settled down.

"Well…"

After struggling to turn over, Stark said:

"Jarvis, open the mask."

As soon as the mask of the steel armor was opened, a gust of cold wind penetrated into the armor.

"Wow!!"

Tony Stark, who was covered in injuries and was knocked unconscious from the fall, suddenly came to his senses and asked: "Why is it snowing here? Jarvis? Where are we?"

"We're five kilometers outside of Rose Mountain, Tennessee."

Jarvis said after hearing what Stark said.

"What?! Jarvis, I didn't arrange it that way!"

Stark became excited when he heard Jarvis's words: "What are we doing here? It's so far away. I want to save Pepper. I want..."

"The flight plan you want, this is the destination."

Although Jarvis was just an artificial intelligence, he spoke with reason and without being arrogant.

"you……"

Stark was speechless, "Open the armor, Jarvis."

"I...I feel like I'm going to lose my ability..."

Jarvis's voice became choppy.

"Open it, Jarvis."

"Click! Click!"

After a burst of mechanical sound, the steel armor opened in front of itself, and Stark sat up all of a sudden.

"Wow! This is so exciting!"

Stark rubbed his arms because he was so cold, and said, "It feels more comfortable inside."

"Sir, I think I'm going to bed now."

As soon as Stark's voice fell, Jarvis answered, and then there was no movement at all.

"Jarvis?"

Stark panicked: "Jarvis? Please, don't leave me alone, man."

Next, Stark, who called Jarvis to no avail, had to drag his steel suit for an unknown distance through the ice and snow, and then used a public phone to report to Pepper that he was safe.

After leaving the message, Stark stood in the phone booth holding the phone. After hesitating for a while, he finally dialed the number.

"du~du~"

"Snapped!"

"Shet!"

Stark put the phone back in its place with a heavy voice: "You annoying little brat, you can't count on me at the critical moment."

When Ned's call failed, Stark shook his head, pulled a shawl from the statue on one side, wrapped it around him, and started his journey again.

"boom!!"

Stark broke open the door of a warehouse and went in to see that instead of being a warehouse, it was clearly a handicraft class site.

That's right, in Stark's eyes, this isn't even a craft class.

"This should make you feel better, man."

Let the steel armor lie on the only sofa. As soon as Stark connected the power to him, a short figure came out of the door.

"Hey! Bastard! Don't act rashly!"

The little boy Harry walked over slowly with a potato gun that was not threatening in Stark's eyes, and pointed the weapon at the stranger who had illegally invaded the house with a serious look on his face.

……

"The sandwich is okay. The spring is a little rusty. I can make do with the remaining materials."

Stark easily dealt with Harry, a child who loved machines, and the two of them walked together on the street to the scene of the explosion that occurred here, chatting in a friendly manner as they walked.

"By the way, when you said your sister had a watch, I didn't expect you to be so childish."

Stark forcefully opened his cuffs, revealing a children's watch with a Dora pattern on his wrist.

"Haha! Come on! She's only six years old, and this is a limited edition!"

Harry laughed, which obviously made him very happy,

"Then when can we talk about New York? I believe what you say will be more exciting than what is on the news."

Harry said expectantly.

Stark's expression froze when he heard this, and he forced himself to say: "Maybe never, don't think about it."

"So can we talk about the Avengers?"

Stark's refusal did not affect Harry at all, he changed his target again and said.

"Do not…"

Stark stood still, "Kid, let me take a breath..."

While talking, Stark and the two of them had already arrived at the explosion site.

"What's the official line?"

Stark looked at the devastation in front of him and said.

"It seems to be a man named Chad Davis. He used to live nearby. He served in the army and had many medals."

"People said he was crazy and made a bomb and blew himself up."

When Harry talked about this, his mood was not very high.

"Six people died, right? Including Davis."

Stark asked after observing the surrounding situation.

"Correct."

Harry nodded.

"Oh…"

Stark understood in his heart and said: "It is said that six people died, but you see there are only five shadows here."

After hearing what Stark said, Harry said: "People say this is the mark of the soul that ascends to heaven. Except for the murderer, he has no shadow, so he went to hell."

"Do you believe it?"

Stark scoffed at this, but still asked Harry.

"That's what people say."

As Harry spoke, he turned his gaze to the large crater caused by the explosion on the ground.

"Do you know what this big pit reminds me of?"

"I don't know. I don't... care."

Stark suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Harry said with excitement:

"What do you think of that huge wormhole, the one in New York? Are they similar?"