The Wizard of Winterhold In Marvel Universe

"Why did you come out? This is not a job that an 18-year-old girl should do."

Nolan stroked Skye's face.

Yingying's green light rose from his palm, and the bleeding wound immediately began to heal.

Skye didn't care about his palm and asked with a frown:

"That person, did you just let him run away like that?"

"If he can run away, that's his ability."

Feeling that the other party's skin became smooth again, Nolan dispersed the spell and walked to Tony Stark's side. He couldn't help but take a deep breath:

"Hey—this is too miserable."

Tony's face was covered in blood, his face was like golden paper, and he looked like he was almost out of breath.

Although he was still wearing a steel battle suit, under the fierce beating of the whip, it was tattered and his appearance was seriously distorted;

Just looking at it like that, it is estimated that all the bones in the body have changed positions.

I am afraid that such a serious injury cannot be recovered by a simple healing potion or magic.

According to Nolan's guess, the healing potion may improve one's own regeneration ability. In a situation like this, it is very likely that even after recovery, the joint will still be out of position.

But the situation is urgent, and if the Marvel Universe is not rescued, there may be no such person as 'Iron Man'. It would be unfortunate to die before becoming famous.

"Can you cure him?"

"Try it. Hey, over there, Colonel Roddy, right?"

Nolan shouted to the war machine that was still in a daze: "Come here, I need your help."

"Huh? Uh, okay, sir."

Roddy recognized him.

Holding his chest and coughing violently, he staggered over: "What do you need me to do?"

"Drink it. Then figure out a way to get this bottle of medicine into his mouth."

Nolan took out two bottles of recovery potions and threw them at him, then drank again.

"Healing Hand!"

......

A couple is hiking with their children.

Suddenly, a seven-year-old boy pointed to the sky and shouted:

"Dad, there are aliens!"

Father took a look and found nothing.

"Stop fooling around, Jack."

"It's true!" The little boy tried his best to defend: "I really saw it!"

"Okay, okay, I believe you saw it. Let's go, we have to climb to the top of the mountain before dusk, and we won't be able to watch the shooting stars until tonight."

Father perfunctory, urged the family to continue on their way.

"Wait, Jon, what is that?" At this moment, his wife patted him on the back with a hint of panic in her tone.

"What's the matter, Linda, what did you see...W—T—F???"

He stared blankly at the air and couldn't help but let out a foul language.

In the daytime, a meteor... no, it is more appropriate to say that it is a red meteorite, which is rapidly cutting through the air and smashing towards the grassland not far away.

The mushroom cloud exploded and thick smoke scattered, and then he felt that after three or five minutes, there was a loud 'boom' accompanied by billowing waves.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that there was a vague scolding coming from his ears.

......

"This morning, in Quebec, Canada, a meteorite with a diameter of about 20 meters fell from the sky without warning, smashing a crater of thousands of square meters."

"Fortunately, the meteorite landed on an uninhabited grassland about 600 kilometers away from New York, so no casualties were caused."

"According to experts' calculations, the power of a meteorite of this size is comparable to that of 12 or 3 Hiroshima atomic bombs. If the landing point is correct, it will be enough to destroy the entire New York..."

"Let's take a look at the second piece of news. Today there was a thunderstorm in New York, accompanied by a lot of lightning. Some terrorists took this opportunity to smash, smash, loot and burn..."

"With the active presence of the police, law and order in New York has returned to normal, and we thank the NYPD for its unremitting efforts in urban security."

"For this thunderstorm, experts reminded that this is still a normal climate after winter. As for some absurd rumors caused by human beings, New Yorkers should not believe or spread rumors... "

"Stupid, change the channel."

Nolan's voice suddenly sounded, and with the answer of 'DiDi', the TV was suddenly turned off.

"It still seems very stupid. Is there any improvement compared to before?"

Lying on the sofa, Nolan turned his head and asked Skye.

"The self-learning of artificial intelligence is a long process, and you can't expect so much from him. Stupid, turn on the TV."

Skye sent Tom the start and end of the morning's thrilling events, and asked him to speed up the process and publish it in the evening paper. He was also busy editing the Brooklyn Bridge scene, especially the part where Nolan thwarted the plot of the evil forces with one against four.

During her busy time, she couldn't help but ask:

"Is it true what it said on TV? You caused the thunderstorms in New York all day?"

"No way. I don't have time to deal with the runaway Russians in the city one by one. I can only choose the easiest way."

There are only two of them in the base now.

When New York was attacked, the newspaper employees who had taken refuge here had already left, leaving a sigh of admiration and a sense of superiority that "we really are the organized people behind it".

Because of Nolan's "Storm Summoning" dragon roar, the raging lightning smashed all the iron shells in the city.

To say the advantage after crossing is that spells and dragon roars become controllable, no longer indiscriminate attacks like in the game. Otherwise, he might be the most wanted criminal in the United States now, based on his feat of slaughtering the city with a dragon roar.

Because of this, Peter and Xiao Fu, who arrived a little late, were cleaning the battlefield and recovering the wreckage left by Ivan Vanke.

And Frank was sent by Nolan to fly to Canada to confirm the situation of Ivan.

"How is the city now?"

Skye sat with his legs on the side. Hearing this, he took the laptop from the side, tapped it a few times, and handed it to him:

"Not very good. The buildings in various areas are badly damaged, and the big hospital is full of people.

The most important thing is that Frank's actions to destroy those "Iron Kings" were obstructed. "

Nolan was a little surprised: "Obstruct? Who dares?"

In the past two years, since the Watchers became famous, their status has gradually become a bit detached.

After all, no one wants to be the enemy of a force with extraordinary power, especially if these people dare to stand in front of the stage with great fanfare, and have the popular support, impression and hard power at the same time.

Under such circumstances, he was a little surprised to hear that someone could not give him face.

"A lot. The police, the military, the FBI, the IAA, Hammer Industries, Pym Technologies... and many other forces you haven't heard of." Skye flipped his hair:

"These people may know something, or they may be simply frightened by the world-destroying power you showed, trying to contain these war killers privately, trying to protect themselves~www.NovelMTL.com~ world-destroying level? Just change the weather in a city?"

Nolan couldn't help laughing. So my threat has already reached this level?

"Yeah." Skye twisted his gray hair:

"One sentence changes the weather of a city, accurately kills dozens of 'Iron Overlords', and strengthens the ability to maneuver... To be honest, the White House did not specifically order against you, I suspect that they are afraid , I'm afraid you've done something appalling."

"Forget it, tell Frank, just smash the reactor on their chests, don't worry about the rest."

Nolan doesn't care too much about the White House.

The universe of the Marvel world is boundless, and there are many strong people; if you can't have the strength to face Odin, Hela or Dormammu directly, even if you have the same scenery on earth, you are just cannon fodder.

If it weren't for the fact that he could use magic, he had a vague guess;

And Frank once said that Azura spoke to him in a dream, which confirmed some of his thoughts, so he wouldn't be so high-profile.

Use the prophet to make a little money, live a sensual life, and wait for the women's federation to save the world. I'm afraid it's not fast enough to do things like crazy?

Speaking of the Women's Federation, he suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, how is Tony?"

Hearing this name, Skye fell silent.

After a while, she was in Nolan's eyes, and said Ai'ai:

"He probably wasn't very good...despite saving his life with the help of your medicine; but Dr. Strange said he had multiple dislocated bones and was recovering so quickly that he might have... ...was in a wheelchair all his life, like Mr. Hawking."

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