Chapter 367 The wandering white wolf, transaction
In the hometown of John's mother, a place called Jovonovich.
There is a spring hidden in a castle in the mountains.
Through the springs, ancient witchers traced the history of another world and learned techniques for dealing with magical creatures.
And there, you can reach a strange world.
There are werewolves and banshees, witches and magic, witchers and armies.
It was a place where magic and the royal court coexisted.
There is also an unsolvable fate and the white wolf.
John once arrived there, and in the spring, he passed the test and also took away the white wolf belonging to the doomsday.
The Age of Cold Wolf and Snow.
The Wild Hunt spans world after world, just to avoid the doomsday that is pursuing us.
They have the ability to slaughter the world, but they cannot escape the pace of the wolf.
Wherever the white wolf sets foot, white frost will submerge everything, an era of cold wolves and snow.
That is not a living thing, it is a disaster, a fate that cannot be escaped.
Somehow, that fate chose to follow John's departure.
This is John's second time stepping into the dark dimension.
The first time he entered, the white wolf followed him.
So he used a magic to use the dark dimension as a buffer to allow this disaster to stay in the dark dimension.
Probably because the magic didn't hold up, the white wolf walked out of that dimension, but the damage caused by the white wolf will always be with the dark dimension.
This is why, after Dormammu saw John, he would directly attack him angrily.
"The white wolf is also a kind of fate, so it cannot be killed."
John begins to understand destiny, the magic that is different from time and space.
The existence of fate is illusory.
You can't see it, but you can also feel the other person's big hand controlling your destiny.
Like the God they believe in, many people regard him as the manipulator of fate.
But God may not be a person controlled by fate.
Even the gods cannot escape dusk.
"I wonder how Thor is doing?"
John spread a pair of golden wings on his back and glided in the sky.
The last time Thor left, he said that he saw many things before Vision was born.
A dream always haunted him, a dream about Asgard.
That's called Ragnarok.
Fire giants armed with giant swords will destroy Asgard, and Ragnarok will come.
In order to avoid this happening, he has to go to the Nine Realms in advance, which will change the outcome of Ragnarok.
This is a man who defies fate.
The fate of the gods depends on Thor alone.
"He is beginning to have the consciousness to become a king."
Compared with Thor who just came to this world, Thor now begins to shoulder heavy responsibilities for his people.
John flew higher and higher, appearing outside the atmosphere.
Satellites orbited the planet, and John also saw a satellite with the Stark logo.
He tried to touch it, well, he could also touch the coldness brought by the universe.
The wings remained active, and although a layer of ice had condensed on them, they were not in the way.
He stands in the universe.
Compared to the last time I took Tony with me, this journey into the universe felt even more magical.
There was no sound coming in, leaving him in an eerie silence.
Flying forward again, his eyebrows beat.
A sense of impending disaster alerted him.
The pupils shrink into vertical pupils.
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After a while.
John walked from the water to Bikini Beach, where a group of people in cool clothes were looking towards the ocean.
"What just fell?"
"satellite?"
The seawater on John's body quickly evaporated, and a layer of white crystals fell down.
"Well, I should have thought, that guy is still out there."
Touching his chin, John said thoughtfully: "The Rainbow Bridge in Asgard will not be affected?"
If this is the case, I may need to use the Rainbow Bridge when traveling in the universe.
The wings were folded, and John was ready to find something to use first.
In his palm, dark energy gathered into a black wolf.
He squeezed it, crushing the black wolf.
You have to be prepared next time you go out.
John walked to the road, hailed a taxi and left.
That day, the United States broadcast news about unidentified objects falling from the sky.
According to one Florida tourist, it was a winged Draco.
Another of his companions said it was an angel.
Another swore it was a miracle from God.
And John, the instigator, had already got into a taxi and left.
"moss, what's wrong?"
The phone vibrates.
If you drop it in space, you can still turn it on.
Silverhand Magic Technology, you can trust it.
Moss’s red dot dances on the phone screen.
"Mr. Wick, I think the network is under attack."
"A magical country? It seems that no matter what they say, those people will never give up the opportunity to spy on secrets."
The magic kingdom's network connection comes into contact with the Internet.
Hackers from various countries will also test it.
John expected that after the Magical Kingdom fully came into the eyes of Muggles, those who were overly curious would not miss this opportunity.
In the past, Moss also encountered Ultron.
Moss now walks between the Magic Web and the Internet, becoming the guardian between the two.
The Mind Stone gives Moss super computing power, allowing him to rush to the server attacking the network as soon as possible.
Since the Magic Web is derived from Muggle technology, despite many changes, it is still inextricably linked to Muggles.
John asked Moss to guard the magic network well, and it was not impossible to leak some information to those people appropriately.
Now the outside world's curiosity about the Magic Kingdom is gradually increasing.
Maybe one day, when magic and technology are completely harmonious, they may come to the magic country.
"First we need to get something that can take away the white wolf."
John paid to get out of the car.
"Sir, I'm looking for your money."
As soon as the driver turned around, he found that John had disappeared.
He got out of the car and looked around, scratched his head, his face gradually turned pale, and he hurriedly got in the car and stepped on the accelerator to leave.
John has made his way to the water station.
The train drove quickly across the water and came to a stop.
A large group of wizards wore strange swimsuits from inside, and some swimsuits looked like two starfish.
Wizards' enthusiasm for the Muggle world is also extraordinary.
John also spotted an acquaintance.
Arthur Weasley.
Percy's father.
They no longer have to worry about the wizard's identity being discovered, but they are still used to traveling in a low-key manner.
Well, although not very low-key.
Weird swimsuit.
Fortunately, there are many tourists in Florida.
John also saw a strong man wearing a yellow duck swimsuit swimming there.
A horde of wizards invades the beach.
John got on the train.
"Should I tell them not to ride in the car in their bathing suits?"
John fell into deep thought. After all, most people change after going to the beach.
These wizards ride in cars wearing bathing suits.
As the Witch King, there are many things to worry about.
John returns to the magical land.
He went straight to the magic tower.
As the location of the Witch King, even approaching this place will slow you down unconsciously.
John went to the top.
He saw Riddle, the black owl, standing there like a ball of fur with his eyes closed.
Stepping forward and touching Riddle's head, John focused on the ice sculpture on the throne.
He wants to take a piece off.
This crystal-like ice sculpture contains fire and thunder.
There is huge magic in a random piece.
It took John a lot of effort to get the ice cube off.
"You have so much, it doesn't matter if you give me some, right?"
Put ice in your pocket that won't melt.
"The magic power is enough, soul, the ancient soul from the last wild hunt is still there, time can be replaced by the time stone."
John's materials are ready.
Riddle tilted his head and looked at John to see what he was going to do.
"Riddle, I need you to exit the Magic Tower for a while."
What John was about to do was dangerous.
Riddle flew up and left the magic tower without saying a word.
"Magic, soul, time, curse."
John's right hand is covered with silver, and the time stone lights up.
Threads of darkness emerged from the fingers.
The power of resistance burst out in the silver-white soul.
Three special energies collide.
John crushed the ice sculpture fragments into pieces.
A huge burst of magic power collides with special energy.
With the magic tower as the center, a golden ripple spread out.
At this moment, the whole world stopped.
After a short moment, everything shrank.
Turning into purple, gold, black, and white intertwining light spots.
A graphic of lines and circles appears on both hands, the moment they are closed with force.
Points of light bloom into saplings.
Tear apart time and space.
John is dragged inside and disappears.
In front of him, countless mirrors appeared.
A burning oak tree, golden flames constantly burning towards the box in the middle.
The cold air emanating from the box offset each other from the golden flames.
A mirror falls in front of John, showing a young wizard delving into alchemy.
at the end of this space.
An ordinary wooden door stood there.
John walked over there, and when he put his hand on the handle, an old voice came from behind.
"Kid, are you ready?"
The corners of John's lips quirked up.
"I want to be ready."
"teacher."
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