I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

Debris flew, and sharp metal fragments cut the soldier's neck.

Natasha flew out, her body like a rag doll, rolling and hitting the metal wall behind her.

"boom!"

"Roar--!"

The Hulk roared and he hammered the ground.

Thor looked for the voice and looked at Natasha in disbelief.

"You killed her!"

Fury surged through Thor, and he charged, knocking the Hulk into the next cabin.

The Hulk angrily smashed out Mjolnir in his hand. Not to be outdone, the Hulk hit Thor with his fist.

The battle between gods and monsters begins.

Throwing Thor's hammer, the Hulk flew away with him.

This small amount of damage could not make the Hulk bleed. He grabbed Mjolnir and wanted to fight back, but he couldn't pick it up.

Thor rushed forward and punched the Hulk in the face, followed by a rain of fists.

The pain stimulated the Hulk's anger. He grabbed Thor's right foot with his big hand and threw it, smashing into a parked fighter jet.

Ripping off the wings of the plane, the Hulk slammed Thor hard.

Summoning Mjolnir, Thor knocked the Hulk away again.

The two of them dropped fists on each other all the way, and if they continued, they could directly destroy this place.

Fury clearly understood this, and he asked people to fly fighter jets to support Thor and at the same time attract the Hulk away.

"Romanoff, are you okay?" Fury contacted Natasha, calling her name.

Hearing no response, his heart sank.

Is something wrong?

...

Barton led agents who were also controlled by Loki into the mothership.

They point directly to the central control system.

Fury and the others were caught off guard.

Barton adjusted the arrow, aimed at the console with a sharp gaze like an eagle, and shot an arrow.

The link arrow loaded with the computer virus was inserted into the precise injection port, and the virus quickly destroyed SHIELD's control of Engine One.

The mothership has a total of four engines, two of which are shut down now, and the entire sky beast is about to fall to the ground.

Losing balance, the mothership tilts, leaving people scrambling.

Fury killed the controlled soldier who entered the central control room, and he saw Barton leaving.

On this mothership, those who can deal with Patton have no other choice except those few people.

Fury was anxious and continued to exchange fire with the controlled agents to prevent them from entering.

The king of agents, who has always been strategizing, was plotted by the god of conspiracy.

...

"Patton broke our system."

"He went to the closed area."

"Anyone hear me?"

In the metal wall, a concave layer shows the incredible force of the impact.

And the body that caused all this moved its fingers at this moment.

Her eyelids opened tremblingly, and Natasha's body tensed up and prepared for battle the moment she opened her eyes.

Seeing the Hulk who was in front disappear, she relaxed and leaned against the wall, panting and looking down at her feet.

A few broken pieces of wood.

She turned around and touched the concave mark again, her thoughts returning to that fatal punch.

A shadow of armor stayed in front of him, blocking the fatal blow.

Her eyes were a little moist. Even if she was a strong agent, at the moment of death, when the huge monster waved its fist towards her, her heart would beat wildly, and tears would flow into her eyes along with her emotions.

Hearing Fury's call, she forced herself to calm down.

"I'm Romanov, I heard you."

Fury heard Natasha's voice and finally heard good news.

Natasha gritted her teeth to expel fear, got up and ran towards the blockade.

...

Tony and Steve went to repair the engine that was initially damaged and stalled.

This kind of thing is naturally left to Tony who can fly.

Tony was responsible for clearing the obstructions stuck in the engine and repowering it so that the engine could run again, while Steve assisted outside.

The plan is beautiful.

Steve looked at the pile of circuit boards and felt his head grow bigger.

Fortunately, Tony could analyze it even just by listening to the description.

He cut the obstacles with a laser and kicked them down with a flying kick.

I just don’t know if it will randomly kill the person below?

Now it's just a matter of giving the starting force again to get the engine running again.

Tony flew between the engine blades and turned the power on to push the engine.

Turning faster and faster, Tony called to Steve, "Captain, pull the wrench."

Steve, who was hanging on a wire and flying a kite while exchanging fire with the infiltrated agents, said with difficulty: "Wait for me a moment."

Steve finally climbed back to his original position.

The agent didn't stop and kept firing and harassing.

"Wrench, hurry up!" Tony felt that the speed here was getting faster and faster, and he even slowly broke away from his pushing hands. His voice was trembling at the thought of being involved.

The fan blades are getting farther and farther away from me, and the following fan blades are coming.

Tony posted it and could already think of his own end.

He was involved, but fortunately his armor was of good quality.

Under the engine, he was like a marble being brought up by the fan blades for collision and friction.

Steve finally found his chance and pulled the wrench.

Tony fell from under the revving engine.

"Sir, there is a problem with the flight system."

Red light flashed under the visor, and Tony tried to control his fall.

After getting into the flying position, the sparks in the flight system on the palms and soles of the feet jumped, paused and then went out.

"No no no!"

Tony's body fell rapidly.

"Stark!"

Steve noticed that Tony hadn't come over and called anxiously.

Tony was still going down and he kept trying to reignite the fire.

He is not an Asgardian. If he falls from this height, he will become a pile of paste inside the suit.

The fall continues.

He banged his palms hard.

"Sir, the flight system is restored."

Danger after danger, Tony adjusted his body and took off with fire.

...

Natasha meets Barton.

Both of them are top agents. Although Barton is controlled, he is still an extremely dangerous person.

Archers have always been good at close combat, and Patton was no exception.

Him and Natasha, a Hawkeye and a Black Widow.

After dozens of rounds of back-and-forth between them, Natasha was knocked down and kicked Barton in the knee, causing her to fall as well.

The two of them stood up at the same time.

After a fight.

A drop of cold sweat broke out on Natasha's forehead. She reached out and touched her left rib. The previous impact was not unscathed.

Barton's face was expressionless, and his hand was ready to reach for the arrow.

The distance between the two is only two meters. At this distance, an arrow can be used to win, but the range is so narrow that the opponent cannot avoid it.

Understanding each other's thoughts, they both moved at the same time.

Barton immediately took aim with his arrow, and when he was about to shoot it, a hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.

The original blue color in his eyes dissipated like the tide, turning back to clear and bright.

When he saw Natasha, he asked in confusion, "Natasha?"

Natasha jumped up and punched Barton on the chin, causing him to sleep like a baby and causing him to pass out.

Panting heavily, her hair sticking to her cheeks, Natasha stood there, looking at the theatergoers opposite.

"Would you like breakfast? Well, it should be lunch soon."

John was holding a sandwich in his hand, and his clothes were as clean as if he had gone home and taken a shower, which was in sharp contrast to Natasha who was hitting the wall and rolling around.

Natasha stared at him without saying a word.

He walked over and snatched the sandwich he had eaten out of his hand, and took a hard bite.

Seeing that his breakfast was being robbed, John shrugged, "Okay, actually I bought your share."

He looked around and joked: "Having a party? It's really wild."

"Where have you been?" Natasha swallowed a mouthful of sandwich and said angrily, "Loki planned to attack here!"

"I told you," John said with an innocent face, "It's the same thing inside and outside, but you didn't take it seriously."

"There's a black braised egg that won't let me stay here, so I have to go home."

John sighed, "It's really too much. You clearly invited me here, but you still have to drive me away."

He clicked his tongue and shook his head. Seeing Natasha eating the sandwich in two or three bites, he took out a paper bag and said, "There are two more."

"Colson is injured, the medical team is here."

"They've already arrived."

"They pronounced him dead."

The news sounded in Natasha's headset.

Coulson...

sacrificed.

...