[Comprehensive British and American] When station B dominates superheroes

"Mushrooms" growing wildly here and there: "Ah Professor! Ah! Sylvia, you are finally here!!!"

Kuaiyin used speed to make the angel's face look windy, and appeared above the door frame, looked up and said, "Wow, sister, I know you love me!"

Scarlet Witch: "..."

Scarlet Witch says she doesn't want to talk and throws a Chaos spell that pulls Pietro off the ceiling.

But, even though he came down, the hair of the boy with silver hair and silver T-shirt still kept flying upwards. He stood here in good condition, but his neck and cheeks began to be slightly congested—the gravity field on his body seemed to be different from Wanda. in a field.

Wanda looked at her brother with complicated eyes, couldn't help but lowered her voice and asked a question: "Do you know that our real father is Magneto?"

Due to some accidents, they were separated in childhood. Pietro lived with a single mother, occasionally did petty theft, and later joined X Academy very early, while Wanda was adopted by a young couple, but the later "Parents" died in the war...

When Pietro finally found Wanda, it was already the time of the Sokovia incident. Instead, the Avengers and the Robots fought and found their sister by accident. Pietro always thought that this kind of script was only bad science fiction. Only dog-blood dramas can be written.

At that time in Sokovia, Wanda’s anger-type hatred for Tony Stark was quite deep, and the silver-haired boy could only try his best to care for her as an older brother-after all, having an extra relative would have an impact on people’s mentality, Plus Hawkeye Barton in the Avengers saved her life, plus Scarlet Witch isn't inherently bad...

So in the middle of the Ultron War, Wanda's rebellion was very logical. Later, she joined the Avengers.

Anyway, since they found each other later, Wanda never knew who her father was, and Pietro kept pretending that he didn't know either - mother never wanted to talk about it anyway.

At this moment, he was suddenly asked by his younger sister, without any mental preparation, Pietro's expression did not tense immediately, and his flaws were obvious, so he could only accept his fate and answer: "...Yes."

Wanda: "Then our real mother is still the original one?" Wouldn't it be possible that another person would turn out to be my real mother?

Pietro really wanted to say, "Of course my mother is still my mother", but I don't know why my brain twitched and I reflexively looked at the professor behind me...professor...

professor:"……"

Wanda: "......???"

Wanda was so frightened that he let go, and Pietro accelerated upwards and "floated" up, with his head on the ceiling: "... Aww!"

Little Spider and the others, who were clearly standing in the same position but were completely unaffected: "..."

Barely suppressing the blackened Charles, he smiled slightly.

Sylvia who foresaw the Shura field again: "..."

She turned around with a particularly guilty conscience, pretending to start researching how to get rid of the strange state of the house.

Recalling what Charles said just now: "Magic utensils are owned by the owner, so it is easy for you to stop them", the girl thought that she might be a fake horse monkey soju.

She has come in, then what?And say "Stop" to the house?

It's so embarrassing, not to mention, wouldn't it be embarrassing if it didn't work at all?

"So what should I do?" Sylvia decisively asked for help from someone who might know something, "There are so many...emmm... Magical Artifacts in this room."

——For a Chinese who has long passed the age of believing in magic, the word "magic instrument" is really a second-hand feeling, and it is better to accept the "magic instrument" similar to the legend of Xiuzhen Taoism.

——In fact, it’s not much better_(:зゝ∠)_

Charles quickly returned to normal, guessing based on the bits and pieces of information that Doctor Strange said before: "There should be a key trigger point, find it first, as for how to find it, it depends on your induction."

Sylvia, who didn't have a sense of fart, looked unchanged, and said in her heart: "..."

"It's a rocking chair."

A slightly cold voice suddenly sounded from the corner.

……

Sylvia was taken aback.

The person who spoke was Warren, who was aggrieved and cringed his wings so as not to bump into some porcelain and glass bottles.

The girl felt that Warren, the flower of Gaoling, was actually answering her instead of Qin or anyone else, she was simply... flattered_(:зゝ∠)_

The real young master Worthington III sat on the wall obliquely, making the wall look like a VIP reception room. Due to gravity, he had to lower his head to meet their eyes.

According to the angle of Warren's lowered head, the sunlight cast by the inverted rosette window illuminates his golden eyelashes and curly hair, half in the warm light and half in the shadow.

- Much like the Seraph in the Bible, except that he only has two wings on his back instead of six.

Then, the angel's eyes fixed on the black-haired girl with a calm smile on her face, and added: "We have all touched the rocking chair on the roof directly or indirectly."

Sylvia was stunned for a moment before she reacted and said "OK" and added "Thank you".

Hearing "thank you", the corners of Worthington III's mouth lowered a few degrees instead, and stopped talking.

Sylvia: "...???"

Pietro, who fell on top of their heads, hung upside down to his sister's ear, gossiping loudly at what he thought was a very low volume:

"Wanda, let me tell you, ever since this ice-faced birdman took the initiative to join the group and was still discussing the rescue with us in the group, I felt something was wrong. Looking at it now! Something is really wrong!"

Hearing this sentence, Warren just raised his eyebrows strangely, and didn't see any signs of anger or anything—but in fact, compared to before, he already has rich expressions in front of familiar people.

Worthington III said slowly in a deliberately arrogant tone: "Shut up, Pietro."

Sylvia, Sylvia, she instantly made up [-] words of Huanxi Enemy CP Xiao Huang Wen.

……

Just before her brother was about to explode, Wanda rolled her eyes and patted his face to the other side, saying to Sylvia, "I'll take you up."

After Sylvia nodded, she felt a uniform strength, and the crimson chaos magic wrapped around her body, slowly lifting her to the same height as the rocking chair.

This old chair has finely carved lines, the wood pulp is warm and smooth, and every carved edge is rounded by rubbing.

The girl stretched out her fingers tentatively, and the rocking chair swayed twice under her touch—the kind that stands upside down.

She slowly put her entire palm together, and gently held a handle. The familiar feel was only a little narrower than her memory—probably because she was small in the past, and the handle felt wide.

Then the next moment, the world spun.

Under the eyes of everyone, the black-haired girl fell directly onto the chair—fortunately, the chair had soft cushions, and the sudden anti-gravity made her shake the chair uncontrollably.

Kuaiyin, who is now on the same level and direction as her, let out a "Yo", saying "Welcome to the big family, buddy".

But Sylvia didn't have time to respond to him right now.

She felt that she had sat on...if it had to be described...it was like...the throne of Thanos [No.

——Although in fact, this is just the favorite rocking chair of a white-haired old urchin.

The moment she sank into the chair, the whole room came alive in her eyes, as if she was the backbone of the room, with invisible roots buried under her feet.

Sylvia used to swing in this rocking chair countless times when she was a child, when she was held in her arms, when she was rocking alone, when she was in a good mood and moved the rocking chair outside to the lawn to bask in the sun...but never For once there was such a strange feeling of manipulation.

In her feeling, every chaotic wall, ceiling, or floor has a track to follow, and she only needs to push gently...

In the eyes of everyone, the black-haired girl with long hair hanging upside down on the ceiling just stretched out her hand and waved in the air, and the inclined floor returned to its original position at a speed visible to the naked eye, driving the wall connected to it. , and then drive the vertical ceiling...

When the gears are combined one by one, there is a toothache "creak" sound in the air. The mutants who originally had their own positions showed their skills, or staggered here and there or suddenly appeared on the normal ground.

As the space flipped, Sylvia followed the old rocking chair 180 degrees back to the flat ground.

……

If it weren't for the peacock feathers in the porcelain vase still shaking slightly, the weird situation before would be the same as fake.

The brunette girl sitting in the middle of the crowd hadn't recovered yet, and she met the eyes of Charles, who was also sitting in the middle of the crowd and was at eye level with her, with a dazed expression.

The brown-haired young professor in the wheelchair said with a little admiration: "Our guess is correct, we just have to wait..."

When Doctor Strange left the customs, he saw the news and found him, although he didn't know that he would have to wait until the Year of the Monkey.

However, before he finished speaking, everyone saw a little golden light appear in midair.

The light spot was like a sharp knife tip, drawing golden sparks out of the air, and the sparks kept flying.

With the completion of this perfect circle, the icy snow-capped mountain wind brought in all the flying snowflakes, and the extremely low temperature made everyone's faces blurred.

The little blue devil was so frightened that it turned into a black mist with a "bang" on the spot, and then reappeared a little further away, and sneezed a long and big way: "Ah~~ cut!"

Doctor Strange, with a mustache and strange streaks of gray on his temples, appeared at the end of the light circle. His red levitating cloak raised a corner behind him, posing a coquettish pose blown by the wind...

"The remnants of Casillas, give up your fearless resistance, and just let it go..."

Strange's fingers that were originally close together to draw circles suddenly froze, and the movement that he was planning to retract the space door got stuck in half, which seemed a little funny.

"Stephen, long time no see..."

"...Charles, why are you here?!"

The voices of two people sounded at the same time, one was sitting in a wheelchair on the ground, and the other was floating in mid-air, which was inexplicably strange.

Peter Parker, a high school student who had never seen the Supreme Master, and the little mutants stared blankly at the peak of Mount Everest behind the circle and probed their brains.

Cyclops poked his brother's waist: "If we step over it now, won't we just climb to the top of the highest mountain in the world?"

The others thought it was a good idea.

……

In the embarrassing ignorance, the professor reacted first:

"There is no Casillas remnant party here. Didn't you see the message I left for you? Then how did you find it?"

The horse-faced sorcerer raised his eyebrows, waved his hand to close the space door, and under the sighing eyes of the little mutants, he groped around his waist for a while...

In the end, the cloak couldn't take it any longer, and Shen Jiao took out his mobile phone from which pocket he didn't know, and clicked on the message.

Another exclamation "wow" came out of Peter's mouth...

Sylvia seized the time to take a second look at the familiar long face and flamboyant red cloak, and focused on gouging out the eyes of Agamotto...

Then he turned around and patted his little partner on the shoulder to comfort him about the physical, biological and life sciences that will no longer exist today.

Doctor Strange, who has finished reading the unread news at this moment: "No wonder the dimensional spell fluctuations here are so strong just now, I misunderstood."

"But it seems that you have already solved the problem? Maybe we should discuss why there is a man-made magic weapon here, and the child who can control the power of dimension..."

He looked around: "So, where is the child who just woke up?"

Looking around, they all seem to be teenagers.

Sylvia, who was talking to Peter with her head turned, said, "..."

Sylvia raised her hand, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly: "I'm about to turn 20, Mr. Strange."

Doctor Strange: "It is logically impossible. Generally, people with this kind of talent realize it early..."

The moment he saw the black-haired girl's face, he suddenly changed his expression and blurted out:

"Thea Lin?!"

The author has something to say:

Since everyone sees "magic" items as more dramatic, they will be replaced with words such as "magic implement" in the future.

After HP and BAU, there will be a role in the drama. Dragonfly feels that this article... will become longer and longer...

Will it be written in the later stage... Avengers 3 is released...

Then this article can open a new copy...

Getting longer and longer... [No

↑The above is all my nonsense↑

↑Happy New Year everyone ↑

#This article has been written for two years#

PS: Thank you, little angel Ninghai, for the brain hole about Laowan Dad Chacha Niang_(:зゝ∠)_

PPS: I didn’t add more today hahahahahahahahahaha, after all, school is going to start [smile gradually disappears]