Chapter 1080 Daisy's Thinking Questions

If someone asked Dr. Strange three years ago what magic was, he would have scoffed and despised the other person with his seemingly gentle but extremely arrogant eyes, but now it is different, magic is his Life is even more important than life.

Running all the way, the less he felt the existence of magic, the faster he ran.

After rushing out of the mezzanine space in reverse along the original path, and standing in the new headquarters of the Avengers again, Doctor Strange had the illusion of a world away.

"Is there something wrong here?" The black widow looked around, but didn't see the problem, but what happened to Doctor Strange's expression of being on fire before? she asked Stark in a low voice.

Stark is also a person who has arranged more than N eyeliners around the world. He has his own source of information. Although it is not as good as Daisy, it is much more comprehensive than that of ordinary people.

He inquired about his artificial intelligence, and then asked a few of his cronies. Everyone's news was very positive, the world was peaceful, and nothing happened to human beings.

There were no explosions, no terrorist attacks, and even the mutants have been calm recently. Everyone was busy with their own business. Except for the so-called disappearance of magic that Doctor Strange said, nothing unusual happened.

Everyone in the Avengers, including Fatty Wang, looked puzzled, only Doctor Strange had a heavy face, so heavy that his hands began to tremble.

"Doctor?" Stark took off his armor and asked Doctor Strange tentatively.

"There is a problem with the magic. I can't sense the magic of this world anymore. I can't sense it at all... Thank you for your help. I have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

Doctor Strange opened the door and left the Avengers headquarters in a very rude manner. Captain America's solicitation came to his lips, and he forcibly held back. Fatty Wang looked embarrassed, nodded to several people, and followed.

"Is it such a big temper? Did I offend him?! He won't secretly use some spell to kill me? Huh!" Hawkeye's face is not very good-looking, what is it! If such an awesome person is asked to rescue him next time, his name will be written upside down!

After putting away his bow and arrows and changing his clothes, Hawkeye also left the Avengers headquarters and went home to take the children.

"Tony, you didn't tell me that your new friend has such a weird personality..." Captain America glanced at Stark.

"...Maybe something happened to his family?" Doctor Strange's disrespectful behavior made Stark, who recommended him to join the Avengers, a little embarrassed. Anyway, you should say a few words before leaving.

At this time, Doctor Strange didn't even bother to think about their ideas.

There is no need to consider any relationship, face, or future.

He looked down at his hands, which were shaking with nervousness.

He tentatively picked up the parchment on the table, but his hands shook so badly that the parchment fell to the ground without grabbing it.

"Sir?" Fatty Wang ran into the New York Temple panting, looking at him worriedly.

"Magic is gone, and there is no trace of magic in this world anymore. They won, and the Material Empire won." Doctor Strange leaned against the corner of the table decadently, and the magic cloak wrapped him lifelessly at this moment. The magical props that have accompanied him for two years are about to exhaust their little magic power and return to ordinary life.

The goal I was fighting for disappeared, and those magic parasites living on ordinary people were not eliminated by someone, but because the roots were not there, they could not continue to maintain their shape and disappeared automatically.

"Hehe, people on earth don't have to worry about being attacked by magical parasites anymore, that's great!..." He said it was really good, but in reality, his expression was the same as that of his dead father, no matter what he looked like Looks great.

That is to say, after his hands were seriously injured, he might lose his job again.

"Sir, Karma Taj should have other methods, maybe the answer can be found in those secret texts?" Fatty Wang tentatively put forward his own suggestion.

But Doctor Strange didn't say a word, he reached up and drew a spell into the air, trying to open a portal, the first spell he learned.

It's a pity that the golden silk thread was looming, and the level of magic power was so low that it could not be maintained. He tried two more times, and the result was even worse. He couldn't even sense any magic power.

"See, I'm afraid the resurrection of Master Ancient One is impossible...Mr. Wang, I need to be quiet for a while..." Doctor Strange threw Fatty Wang out of the room with his arms wrapped around him. At that time, the cloak, which had completely lost its magic power, was in a daze.

His brain went blank, his thoughts were extremely confused, he thought about finding magic for a while, and wanted to go back to be his neurosurgeon for a while, but then he thought that there was something wrong with his hand and he couldn't do surgery.

The future, the past and the future are intertwined, and he doesn't know where to go and what to do.

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For the world, magic is something in myths and legends, but for the Avengers, magic is an extraordinary power that can be touched and seen by oneself.

Doctor Strange's magic, Wanda's, Storm's, and Mystery's are all different, but Stark feels that there are some common characteristics in them, so he came to Sicily again, looking for Wanda and Day. West to discuss.

"Mr. Stark, please wait a moment. The Grand Duke is dealing with official business." After stepping off the helicopter, he was stopped by a 1.9-meter-tall bodyguard at the gate.

"Grand Duke? Hehe..." Stark wanted to sarcastically say a few words, but this time he asked for help, so he resisted it.

Two well-dressed maids drove him to Johnson's Palace, passing through the forest path like a paradise, watching the deer sticking out its head from the forest gap to look at the car from time to time, and various servants passing by from time to time, Stark Finally couldn't bear to speak.

"What is your Grand Duchess busy with? Is she preparing for Napoleon's expedition? Or is she preparing to conquer the entire Mediterranean? Do I need to salute when we meet!"

After rambling nonsense all the way, the maids are well-trained and always have a gentle and polite smile.

Until he saw Daisy, Stark's face was stinky, and he felt uncomfortable walking in this palace called Johnson's Palace.

"Hey, Tony, just in time for you." Daisy was flipping through a book when Stark came in.

"Just what? Do you need me to attend your coronation ceremony? Does it mean that I will change my name to Your Majesty when I come back in two days?" He pulled up a chair and sat down. This chair is hard, not as good as the one in his workshop. The cushions are comfortable.

"Look, pampered urbanites, hard seats can keep us motivated and positive...I'm thinking about the Johnsons' family motto."

Stark motioned to the maid on one side to pour himself a glass of wine: "Oh, it's such an earth-shattering event, do you have any candidate quotes?"

"Winter is coming, force is better than hard work! Which one do you think is better?"