I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

"So that's it, yes, that's it."

Lie tapped the detonator and the thing became unresponsive.

He touched his chin and thought hard for a while, then clapped his hands and suddenly realized.

"Just cut off the signal, haha, you really have it..."

"Noble King."

Lie Wushen's eyes turned to the surroundings. In the mirror space that kept flipping like a Wanhua mirror, the streets were empty.

"Karma Taj's magic?"

"A magic that can escape into an unreal space."

Turning over and over again, the floor was like a soil compactor, dividing the ground into squares.

John stood on a square and floated to the opposite side, casually saying: "Standing on one's own will will not make people progress."

"So that's it," Lie suddenly realized, "He is indeed a wise and kind king."

"Mercy?" John raised his eyebrows, "You seem to overestimate me."

"No, absolutely not." Lie waved his hands again and again, and said in fear, "The humble lie was shocked by the king's personal visit."

"You who don't mean what you say, your mind is more complicated and twisted than the most proficient Occlumency person I have ever seen."

John narrowed his eyes, "Many people will be manipulated by you."

"Not even the purest truth serum can make you tell the truth."

Lie grinned, put his right hand on his heart and bowed like a curtain call, "Thank you for the compliment, great Witch King."

"I really don't understand how you all come here one after another." John stopped while twirling his wand with his fingers. "What is it that attracts you here?"

"Of course it's love." Lie said seriously.

Just like his name, there is no real word.

John analyzed: "The first time was because of the sleepwalkers, which made it impossible for me to know about outsiders."

"This time, I can confirm that the sleepwalkers are not involved here."

"Using the way of borrowing and returning the Mind Stone to set coordinates is only through the transfer of consciousness."

Staring at the lie, John thought thoughtfully, "You have no magic or superpowers, of course, if a brain full of lies and conspiracies is not considered an ability."

"How did you get here?"

"What should I call you?"

The world has become incomprehensible.

First there was the Mind Stone, then there was the God of Death, and then there was this guy.

Dead gray eyes, white hair.

That face is 90% similar to John's.

They are the same young people, but the difference is that one is full of vitality and vitality, while the other is full of twilight and dejection.

It was close to the breath of death, and half of its feet had already entered the underworld.

Without his wand and gun, he wore an unreal smile.

Lies turn the key in your finger, it is a magical key.

You can open any door to come out from another place.

"Do you know about the conservation of energy?"

"I almost forgot, of course you know, you are the Witch King."

Lie slapped his forehead, scratched his head and said, "Fate brought me here."

"Tell me more details." John said angrily, "The Riddler gets out of Gotham."

"Well, I thought you would be more mature after becoming the Witch King." Lie curled his lips, "You have changed a lot, and someone has to correct it."

Lie raised his finger, "Just like in the age of superheroes, there needs to be super villains who can compete with them."

"When the righteous side is far ahead, then evil must also give birth to someone who can return the scales to balance."

Lie stretched out two fingers from his left and right hands, and as the fingers overlapped, they began to move to one side.

"In my world, superheroes? No, that doesn't exist."

Maintaining balance with both hands, Lie pointed at his hair and eyes: "An accident caused my eyes to go blind and my hair turned white."

"As you can see, I'm on that blurry line between death and life."

"Like Schrödinger's cat, before the box is opened, the life and death inside are blurred."

Lie grinned and said: "I entrust myself to fate and become its executioner."

"Correspondingly, I have blurred life and death, which can be regarded as immortality in disguise."

"So I'm not afraid of you, Witch King." Lie opened his arms, "As long as the world remains balanced."

"Bad guys are going to show up, superheroes are going to show up, and that's dangerous."

"I prefer a world without so many superpowers and science geeks."

John digested the information.

He glanced at the sincere lie and raised his wand after a moment's thought.

"Avada..."

"Wait!" Lie was startled. He took a step back and almost fell down. He patted his chest in horror, "What are you going to do?"

"Didn't you say you are immortal?" John smiled, "Practice the truth."

"Ahem." The lie was choked, and he almost couldn't catch his breath, "Who told you to tell the truth like this?"

John looked at him like he was a fool, "Then you tell me, I have to choose to believe a person who tells lies?"

I'm not a fool. I even lied to Zemo about being in Sokovia.

I quickly ran to a New York convenience store.

John found it incredible that this guy could believe anything he said.

What fate has chosen you to consider yourself a magical girl?

How dare you speak of immortality.

It was obviously half-dead, but it was forcibly torn into immortality.

Faced with people like John who like to practice the truth, lies are helpless.

What he dislikes the most is meeting someone who plays straight ball like this.

If it were smart people like Zemo and Tony, they might have been fooled by him.

"As the king of the magical world, can't you be more mature?"

"Sorry, trust is needed between people." John waved his wand again.

"Don't, don't!"

Lies screamed, and the white light of John's wand lit up.

Lies jumped directly from the square to the bottomless abyss to hide.

John raised his eyebrows, "You can't see clearly, but you are very brave."

He raised his hand and crossed the front.

The mirror world that was originally scrolling began to return to flatness with his gesture.

The streets were like a twisting kaleidoscope, becoming horizontal and vertical.

He looked at the half-opened door, walked over and closed it.

"Sure enough, it's full of lies." After picking up the detonator and looking at it, John crushed it casually.

The mirror space is closed, John walks out, and the cell phone signal is restored.

"Can Moss find lies again?"

"Sorry, sir, he turned everything off."

On the mobile phone interface, MOSS’s unique red dot appears.

John wasn't surprised at all, after all, that guy could fool everyone around him.

Although he didn't know how many truths there were, John felt that the part about fate and balance was somewhat reliable.

He could feel a force twisting the trajectory back to the one he was familiar with.

Just like during Hogwarts, even with his own existence, some things that should come will still continue to happen.

If you disobey forcibly, you will be exiled.

John looked at the old man driving the ice cream truck.

"A cantaloupe flavored ice cream."

"Another strawberry flavor."

...

John disappeared.

John showed up.

Martha blinked. She wanted to ask John where the ice cream in his hand came from.

John handed her the strawberry flavor casually while he made a phone call.

In the Internet era, Moss was the god of the Internet.

Everything about lies is perfect, including the habit of never telling the truth.

Unfortunately, he is limited by technology.

Whether it is hijacking or contact, it is all done through the Internet and signals.

As long as it appears on the Internet, Moss can trace it.

Unless he can find a place without internet.

But that would mean being a primitive man.

John looked at Steve and Bucky who were about to leave, and he touched his chin, "I think I said that if I see him again, I won't let him go easily."

and so……

Bucky was supported halfway by Steve.

A red light hit him and bounced off Steve.

The two fell forward together.

John stepped out, wand in his left hand and phone in his right.

"Come back and arrest someone."

John said to Zemo on the other end of the phone: "That guy is not near your house."

When Zemo heard this, his sullen face softened.

Family is always the weak spot of a smart person.

It is precisely because of more worries that we are afraid that something will happen to our loved ones.

John walked to Bucky and stopped. He looked at Te'Challa who was getting up, "I hope you don't mind."

"Also, Special Forces and the bomb squad are already outside."

John said: "It's just a shame that the airport is there."

Helicopters flew across the sky, followed by sirens and footsteps.

It must have been a spectacular day.

Because a dozen superheroes were surrounded by special forces armed with live ammunition.

As Tony lay there, he looked at John and said, "You should have told me you were coming."

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