I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

On the battlefield in Sokovia.

A very strange scene appeared.

A pink bear and a big white bear.

The two bears look like they were made by the same doll factory, but one is small and the other is the same size as Hulk.

This is not the point.

The point is, as the pink bear began to twist its butt, the originally sprinting and violent big white bear gradually slowed down.

In Steve's shocked eyes.

The big white bear stopped, raised his hands high and placed his hands heavily on his hips.

That huge white butt began to twist.

And the frequency of the two bears is surprisingly consistent.

It's like a funny mirror, as skillful as looking into a mirror.

"what is that?"

Natasha ran over, and Banner was a little messy in the wind.

He was ready to transform for the second time, but he saw the big white bear who beat Steve violently began to twist and dance.

Tony on the other side took out the spiritual scepter.

Joined the crowd of spectators.

He raised his right hand and used the energy beam to deal with a Hydra who tried to sneak attack. Together with the other four, he watched the bear dance.

Bears dance with bears.

As the big white bear joins in the twisting, its huge body becomes smaller and smaller.

By the end, the big white bear shrank to the same height as a pink bear.

The two bears were jumping close to each other.

The pink bear grabbed the hand of the white bear and ended with a twirl like a waltz.

After finishing, the two bears kept moving.

Banner was confused.

Steve hesitated: "We want to applaud?"

They applauded tentatively, cautiously at first, then enthusiastically later on.

The two bears bowed and waved as they were taking a final bow.

Tony looked at Steve who was being beaten, "Did you just get beaten by this thing?"

Steve was very melancholy, knowing that these two bears knew each other.

It's a shame he roared so heroically on the public channel.

Regardless, mission accomplished.

The Hydra base was destroyed and Baron Sitrikel was captured.

The spiritual scepter is also back in his hand.

On the plane back, turn on autopilot.

A group of people gathered around to watch the white bear sitting there obediently.

Thor stood in front of the white bear, watching quietly with his hands on his hips.

"So...the captain was beaten by it?"

"Yes." Steve no longer wanted to bring up the topic.

Why does everyone have to mention it once when they see a white bear?

"It looks the same as Natasha's bear," Thor said. "Maybe it's a creation of magic, but why is it there?"

"Maybe it was collected by Hydra." Steve speculated, "It mutated this white bear."

"Natasha's bear doesn't get any bigger."

"Sorry, could anyone pay attention to me?"

After it was determined that Barton's life was not in danger for the time being, a group of people went to watch the white bear.

Natasha heard his complaint, turned around and said with a relaxed smile: "You'd better lie down."

"Okay, but who of you should pay attention to Banner?" Barton looked at Banner who was sitting there alone listening to the song.

After becoming the Hulk, it was a huge burden on him.

Not referring to physical guilt, but spiritual guilt.

He was a doctor, but he took the lives of those people in the most primitive and barbaric way.

This puts a huge psychological burden on him every time he transforms.

Natasha went to comfort him and help ease the burden, asking Asgardian warrior Thor Odinson what he thought of the Hulk's performance.

Thor was full of praise for his transformation into the Hulk.

“The gates of Hell echo with the screams of his victims.”

Seeing Natasha's ghostly expression, Thor withdrew his words slightly.

"Of course they are not the screams of the dead, but the screams of the injured," he used his Asgardian liberal arts skills. "Some are crying, some are complaining, complaining of muscle sprains and joint pain."

Banner directly covered his face, and Natasha also realized that asking Thor to comfort her was a wrong move.

Pink bears are running around on the plane.

White Bear sat quietly on the table, his eyes following Pink Bear's movements.

Pink Bear climbed on Barton's body and inspected the wound.

Barton was very touched, "Thank you, little guy."

The pink bear waved his hand and after confirming that the wound had not worsened, he jumped down and came under the white bear.

The white bear tilted his head, puzzled by the pink bear's behavior.

Pink Bear took out his mobile phone and searched for videos of "Tom and Jerry".

The white bear, who was still sitting quietly, jumped down from above and watched the cartoon in fascination.

"Where did it get the phone from?" Steve asked.

Barton complained: "It was just taken from me."

He was moved early.

It turned out to be for my mobile phone.

Two bears sit in the corner and do a bear-to-bear dance from time to time.

Steve was more of a look at the white bear.

After all, he is the person who has witnessed the ferocity of white bears most intuitively.

Tony wants to hold a celebration party, and Sol agrees very much.

After Asgard wins a war, there is always a carnival.

Steve didn't object either.

"Awesome, I really want John to come and get together." Thor grinned.

As soon as his words came out, the two people next to him fell silent.

Steve and John's conflict.

Tony knew this, so he too fell silent.

Saul also smiled stupidly, "John ran a school in London and became the principal."

“His wine is the most delicious I’ve ever tasted, but it’s just a bit too strong.”

After Natasha heard this, she glanced at Steve and silently turned around to pick up the pink bear.

Sol reacted belatedly and began to change the topic.

Speaking of orgies to Asgardian orgies, their orgies usually last for several days.

Although Asgard is very powerful and is the big brother of the nine realms.

But their entertainment is really good. There is nothing for chatting or games.

Carnival has become their biggest entertainment.

The plane headed towards the original Stark Building and set off towards the Avengers Tower.

...

"Cough cough."

John flapped his palms in front of his mouth, letting the remnants of the explosion blow away.

He waved his wand, and a whirlwind blew away the white smoke.

Open the door to allow air to flow in.

John stepped out and took a deep breath.

"It's really choking." John glanced at Basil, who also flew out because of being choked.

He silently shifted his gaze, and there was some black gray on Basil's white feathers.

Shaking his body to shake off the dust, Basil was very angry, and the consequences were serious.

The anger was finally appeased at the expense of John buying new dried owl fish for Basil.

After all the dust in the laboratory disappeared, John walked in.

In the exploded remains of the furnace, a heart like poured gold was quietly suspended in the air.

The moment John came in, his heart beat again.

Heavy and slow, not light, like a dying heart.

Reaching out to touch the heart, John slowly took it into his hands.

This is like the most uncanny work of art, made of gold with countless magic lines flowing through it.

Every time it beats, it will release a powerful energy aftermath.

The golden runes disappeared as they crossed the surface of the heart.

This is a living heart.

To be precise, to be alive.

John's eyes were deep, he held the heart in his hand and murmured: "This is a magic heart."

"How beautiful and full of temptation..."

"Golden apples."

Basil flew in and stood on a fallen table.

It tilted its head and stared at the heart.

...

A region in Northern Europe.

There were continuous explosions.

Aurors appeared in the castle. They looked at each other, took out their wands, and entered cautiously.

The castle was empty.

There were burn marks on the red carpet.

"According to intelligence, there are not only vampires here, but also Muggles."

Auror Lawrence said; "We must be careful about Muggle weapons."

The other Aurors nodded, and they probed carefully along the way.

But there was no one in this castle.

Lawrence was a little confused. According to the intelligence, there should be traces of those people here.

"Mr. Lawrence, you should come here and take a look." An Auror said tremblingly.

Lawrence walked over.

Under the castle, there is a blood pool used to supply the territory.

There are cages and needles used to draw blood in the blood pool. Hundreds of cages all have traces of struggle.

In the middle of the pool of dried blood lay densely packed corpses.

There were bullet marks on the head and heart, and he was already dead and could not die again.

Someone forced people here and finally killed them all.

Lawrence suppressed his nausea and checked.

He found vampire fangs on a corpse that had been punched through the heart and brain.

Seeing this scene, Lawrence's pupils trembled.

"Vampire? Dead?"

He couldn't believe that vampires were not immortal.

But there is one thing. After death under the influence of silver, the vampire's body will also turn into ashes.

But now, the body of a vampire killed by an ordinary bullet did not turn into ashes, but remained like an ordinary person.

How can this be?

Lawrence looked solemn, "We have to let the boss take action."

What kind of power kills an unkillable monster?

...