When I transform into Marvel, I also want to be the overlord

Seeing Hawkeye picking up the tightening spell and about to put it on his head, Maya quickly stopped him and said: "Brother Barton, there are some things that I need to explain to you first."

"You said it, I'm listening," Hawkeye said nonchalantly.

"Ahem, the Tightening Curse, not only does it look exactly the same as the myths and legends of the Celestial Dynasty, it also has many of the functions that the Tightening Curse should have in mythology, and it's even stronger." Maya said with an incomprehensible expression.

"What's the meaning"

Hawkeye grew up in the circus since he was a child. After meeting his big brother Nick Fury, he embarked on the journey of being an agent. Well, to put it simply, he is also a semi-literate person who does not read.

"Shit, don't you consider Clint your buddy? Why did you curse him?" Black Widow said angrily.

After all, she has lived for more than half a century, has seen a lot, and even understands Chinese. Naturally, she has some understanding of Sun Houhou's tightening curse.

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Is that a curse?" Maya rolled her eyes.

He walked forward, patted Barton on the shoulder, and said sincerely: "Sun Wukong was too naughty, so his master used the Tightening Curse to educate him. You are different, you are not naughty, but your boss Lu Dan is very naughty, so you understand."

"I don't understand." Hawkeye shook his head in confusion.

But Natasha was thoughtful and said tentatively: "Penn, you are saying that Fury will use Clint's golden hoop to make an experimental imitation."

"Do you think he would do this?"

"Yes" Hawkeye and Black Widow said in unison.

"It's not worth it."

Maya spread her hands and shrugged, and said helplessly: "Even if I tell him that this is a unique one and cannot be made without the original shark fin provided by Yondu, he will not believe it. In this case, I will just set the password , turning him into Barton’s exclusive item, well, no one can take it away.”

"Penn" Hawkeye was so moved that he almost burst into tears.

"Except for me." Maya said.

"Uh..." Hawkeye was stunned, and his tears instantly retracted.

Seeing the tangled expressions on the two people's faces, Maya said matter-of-factly: "I am the maker, so of course I can control it. If I say I can't, would you believe it?"

"Oh, okay, you can recite the spell, you can take it back, and so on." Hawkeye sighed.

"No, now you put it on and try it."

"This......"

At this time, Hawkeye hesitated.

Maya glanced at him and said calmly: "Brother, don't you believe me? Put on the tight spell and you will be invincible in the world."

Thinking of Payne's several life-saving graces, Hawkeye gritted his teeth, gently picked up the golden hoop and put it on his head.

Seeing him put it on, Black Widow quickly asked: "How does it feel?"

"It's a bit big and baggy." Hawkeye tilted his head and said.

Maya shook her head and pretended to say: "Mommy, Mommy, coax"

"squeak"

Following Maya's spell, the golden hoop lit up with black tadpole-shaped runes and began to slowly shrink inward.

"Ouch, ouch, okay, just right" Hawkeye shouted quickly.

"Well, very good, very handsome." Maya stopped her spell and nodded in praise.

"Clint, try using the golden arrow." Black Widow encouraged.

"There are no golden arrows."

Maya shook her head, took out a long box made of golden nanmu from the box, handed it to Eagle Eye and said: "This is a sword box, used by ancient sword cultivators. There are nine swords in it, of different sizes, lengths and widths. You You can choose according to the situation.”

"dong dong"

Black Widow knocked on it a few times and wondered: "What is the sword box? Why do I think it looks like a pillow?"

"Well, golden nanmu can indeed be used as a pillow. Barton, if you carry it on your back to work during the day and sleep on it at night, practice your sword with your heart, and under the interaction of Qi and Qi, your skill will definitely improve by leaps and bounds." Maya He shook his head and said nonsensically.

Hawkeye put his sword case back on his back in doubt, then closed his eyes and held in his breath so hard that his face turned red.

"What's going on? I can't control the golden arrow?" Yingyan asked confused after seeing no response for a long time.

"Yondu's golden arrows are forged from Yaka metal. Yaka metal is a sound-sensitive material. Didn't you whistle before you met Yondu?"

"Shhhhhhh..." Hawkeye whistled after hearing this.

"Hey, hey, do you have a stupid head?"

Maya slapped him hard, "Did you feel the flying sword?"

"No."

"How can I control the flying sword if I don't sense it?" Maya rolled her eyes and said calmly: "The activation spell of the golden hoop is, Payne appears, Barton is here, you try it."

"This, isn't this the He-Man from the cartoon Cosmic Heroes from a few years ago?" Hawkeye was dumbfounded.

Uh, found out.

Maya's face was stern and she asked: "Do you need to tell you that you can't take off the tightening spell once you put it on?"

p, we boarded a pirate ship and promised to have a deep brotherhood.

Hawkeye suppressed the feeling of shame and whispered: "Penn showed up, Barton is here."

no response.

"Be louder, be bolder, be more passionate." Maya said.

The black widow covered her face, feeling ashamed for her old lover.

Hawkeye gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and roared loudly: "Pen appeared, Barton is here."

"buzzing"

A series of symbols immediately lit up on the golden hoop, and the sword box behind Barton also made a series of sword sounds.

Barton's eyes were covered by golden light, and the surrounding scenery within a hundred meters appeared in front of him one by one. At this time, he seemed to be standing high in the sky overlooking everything around him.

"Shhhhhhh"

No one taught him, and Barton couldn't help but whistle.

"bass"

A small golden sword that was as wide as a finger and as long as a forearm suddenly popped out of the sword box behind Barton.

The small sword had no hilt, and the figure looked a bit long and narrow. The blade glowed with Dawson's cold light.

The golden sword flew back and forth with the pitch of Barton's whistle. For an instant, only a golden thread that flickered on and off could be seen in the room.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh click click click click"

Walls, tables, ceilings...anything that was touched or rubbed by the gold thread would break into several neatly cut petals.

At the beginning, the little sword tilted its head and scurried around, pulling out a messy slender golden thread in mid-air, and the furniture in the room was cut into a mess. After that, Barton became more and more skilled, and he was as fast as lightning with the little sword. No more objects around me were touched.

"So strong" Natasha sighed.

The moment the sword came out of the box, Maya pulled her and escaped to the next room.

"What's stronger than Yondu?" Maya curled her lips and said.

Maya couldn't react to Yondu's golden arrow at all, and as for Hawkeye, the speed of the flying sword was not as fast as the bullet.

"Barton, practice more when you go back. You have to whistle at the beginning. The second step is brain consciousness control. The third step is the highest state. Wherever the heart goes, the sword comes out."

Sound is not necessary, telepathy and the golden arrow are the key.

Yondu is currently close to the third step. In the future, when he completes the third step, that will be called bt.

With the magically modified flying sword, Hawkeye can barely help clean up the miscellaneous soldiers in the battle between the Skrulls.

"Well, Payne, He-Man has a sister, Shirley, what do you think of me?" Natasha blinked her big eyes and said with longing on her face.

"There are not enough materials. After we are done with the skrull people, we will go to Yondu's hometown for a walk. If we find Yaka ore, I will help you customize one... You can go back by yourselves. By the way, don't forget Let’s make arrangements for tomorrow,” Maya said.

Black Widow waved her hand and said confidently: "SHIELD is working, don't worry."