The Death Knell

When Tony was negotiating with the two old men, the young people certainly did not participate in the topic there.

The little spider went to play with the students, and suddenly felt that he might be a spider mutant, because the ability of spider sensing cannot be explained scientifically.

Daisy, Wanda, and Phoenix, these three relatively familiar women, stood together under the big tree, eating watermelon and doing nothing.

"This melon is so sweet. I didn't know watermelons could be grown in the Himalayas before." Daisy simply washed her face with the melon rind. Her face was covered with red juice and her speech was even more slurred.

Wanda is very gentle when eating. She pinches a small piece of melon rind with her orchid fingers, and bends down by pressing her collar with her other hand to prevent the watermelon juice from flowing into her collar: "As long as you have the help of magic, you want to be in space." You can grow watermelons.”

"Well, speaking of it, I still don't know what to do." When it came to magic, Daisy thought of the powerful mage who lived in her home: "What should I do if Hela insists on moving in with me?"

"Hela? The one from Asgard?" Phoenix threw the finished melon rind into the sea: "Isn't she the contemporary God-King?"

"She didn't want to do it anymore. She originally came to Earth to find Deathstroke, but that person wasn't there. I kindly took her home, but she fell in love with Caroline's game console and didn't want to leave." Daisy's eyes It turned into the shape of a dead fish, and his tone was very heavy.

Although so many Skrulls were captured this time and a team of super Skrull warriors were killed in reverse, it was all thanks to Hela. Once the magic came out, the Skrulls didn't know how to deal with it.

But just by putting the body on the baking sheet and conjuring slaves of the dead to serve her, Daisy couldn't accept it.

Think about it, get up in the middle of the night to pee, and when you open your eyes, you suddenly see a dead man with a bruised face and an expressionless face next to the bed, staring at you without blinking. What does that feel like?

Especially when this dead man spoke with a standard London accent: "Madam, do you want to urinate? I have wiped the toilet seat for you with my cold hands."

Alas!

Thinking of this, Daisy kept shaking her head, her long wavy hair dancing like a rock musician, trying to shake these fantasies out of her mind.

Looking at the female Thor who suddenly had a convulsion, Wanda tilted her head in confusion:

"Then when Deathstroke comes back, why don't you let him handle it? As for thinking so much?"

"Yes, the people coming from Asgard should be considered aliens, right? Leave it to Karma Taj to deal with, no problem." Phoenix picked up another piece of watermelon, took a small bite, and narrowed his eyes happily.

Daisy stopped and shook her head and sighed: "But I can't contact him now. Do you know where he left the earth and went?"

"I don't know, you were there at that time, and he didn't tell either of us." Others had finished eating several pieces of melon, but Wanda finished a small piece delicately, and took out a small handkerchief to wipe her mouth: " But you said that if you can’t get through on the phone, you should leave the earth. How about I try using magic? He will definitely bring a mage with him when he goes out, right?"

"It should be possible. Please give it a try." Daisy patted her little head. Why didn't she think about connecting through magic?

Alas, thinking habits are still harmful. I always ignore this because I am not familiar with magic. I should pay more attention to it in the future.

Wanda smiled. She was also very straightforward in her work. Other mages still need to consider whether the distance is too far and the cost of communication is too high, but she has no such concerns.

Although the Supreme Mage had told her that it was not that she did not have to pay the bill, but that Sithorn had kept it in mind for her. When the time comes, I am afraid that she would have to pay the bill with interest...

But the big demon shadow hasn't come to ask for the account yet.

A string of magic handprints was skillfully pinched out, and a thin red thread rose into the void, but she frowned:

"It's strange. Communication is blocked, as if there is a membrane full of energy." Wanda thought for a moment and raised the hand holding the handkerchief to increase her strength: "Let me analyze this barrier first. ...Is it a rune? Strange, why is there a technological dimension inside?"

"I don't understand, just tell me if you can get in touch." Daisy rolled her eyes, she also knew what the rune was.

But those words may have known her as Thor, she did not recognize them.

In the magical world, there is no difference between an astronomer and an illiterate. Daisy's knowledge is limited to the scope of ordinary humans, plus some things the death knell told her.

If she asked this question to other mages, they would probably express their inability to do anything, because the technological dimension's rejection of magic is more like a shield, which is not something ordinary mages can break through.

But now the person standing in front of her is the Scarlet Witch. For her, nothing is impossible.

"Of course I can, I just need to tell myself that I have to contact Deathstroke, I can do it, and then increase the energy output... That's it! Hi, Elsa, is it you who is following the master this time?"

The red flames in front of Wanda twisted and turned into a high-definition video. The image would change in time according to the actions of the other party.

She borrowed this from the video phone. It is considered a 'high magic'. It is more stable and clearer than simple phantom communication, although it is usually useless.

"Hi, Wanda, I thought Master Naughty would contact us first." Elsa was obviously more relaxed. Although the cyberspace suppressed her severely, now that Wanda was helping, she was just passively receiving the signal. ', it's no problem: "We are temporarily isolated in a cyberspace, and we are solving a little trouble."

Although she said so, she was not calm at all. From here, she could see violent explosions and the scene of Deathstroke tearing apart the giant.

Of course, the chaotic battles of the Guardians of the Galaxy are indispensable. They are like space nomads without any tactics, they just charge and do it!

"What is that?" Daisy leaned over and pointed at Deathstroke's split head in the background.

Elsa withdrew from the battlefield and concentrated on the exchange. After hearing the question, she turned around and glanced casually: "That tall guy? The master said it was a biological weapon, or BOW for short, and if he came to pick a name, he would call these monsters 'tyrants'." I couldn’t understand what he was saying, and that’s often the case.”

Daisy felt the same and nodded hurriedly: "Me too, he often tells some jokes that only he thinks are funny. I don't know where the funny point is. Every time I doubt my IQ."

"Ahem, don't you guys have something serious to say?" Qin Gray coughed lightly, reminding the two women who were starting to go off topic.

"Oh, yes, this beauty, can you help me call Deathstroke for a while? Let Captain Marvel do it for a while." Daisy smiled awkwardly, and then came up with some nice words to greet the guests.

Rather than being called a beauty, Elsa prefers to be called a 'Hunter Master' or an 'Arch Mage'. However, unlike the female Thor who doesn't understand her, Elsa, who pays attention to intelligence gathering work, knows that the Supreme Mage is interested in this. The busty girl named Daisy is very nice.

For what reason, I don’t know, but as long as I continue the master’s attitude, I won’t be wrong.

"Wait for a moment, let me ask." Elsa held up the magic communication in one hand and turned to shout to the other side of the battlefield, asking Deathstroke if he had time to come and talk amidst the explosion.

Of course, there was time. Star-Lord attracted the police in the city by kicking the vending machine on the roadside. After taking care of the police, biological weapons were dropped from the invisible sky above the city.

Seeing that these biological weapons looked like 'tyrants', Su Ming was a little happy to see them, so he personally tore up a few to give Strangler a taste. In fact, their combat effectiveness was not even comparable to that of Drac. Si can take care of them all by himself.

"Hi, Wanda, Daisy, Qin, are you on the island?" Su Ming took off his mask, revealed his face, and greeted the girls with a smile: "Eating watermelon? Are you having a good time?"

"Ah, this melon is so sweet. Why didn't I get it when I went to Kama Taj before?" Daisy's attention was diverted again, and she suddenly talked about watermelon.