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

As he ran all the way, the less he felt the presence of magic, the faster he ran.

Rushing out of the mezzanine space in the opposite direction along the original path, and standing again in the new headquarters of the Avengers, Doctor Strange had the illusion of being in another world.

"Is there something wrong here?" Black Widow looked around and saw no problem, but what happened to Doctor Strange's angry expression before?she asked Stark in a low voice.

Stark is also a person who has deployed many informants around the world. He has his own intelligence sources. Although not as good as Daisy, his intelligence is much more comprehensive than that of ordinary people.

He checked his artificial intelligence and asked several close friends. Everyone's news was very positive. The world was peaceful and nothing happened to mankind.

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

Everyone in the Avengers, including Fatty Wang, looked puzzled. Only Dr. 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's something wrong with the magic. I can't sense the magic in this world. I can't sense it at all...Thank you for your rescue. I have something else to do and I'll leave first."

Doctor Strange pushed the door open and left the Avengers headquarters in a very rude manner. Captain America's words of solicitation came to his lips and he suppressed them. Fatty Wang looked embarrassed, nodded to a few people, and followed.

"You have such a big temper? Have I offended him?! He won't secretly use some spell to kill me, right? Huh!" Hawkeye's face doesn't look good either, what the hell!The next time such an awesome person is asked to rescue him, 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 care of his children.

"Tony, you never told me that your new friend has such a weird personality..." Captain America glanced at Stark.

"...Maybe there is something wrong with his family?" Dr. Strange's very shameless behavior made Stark, who recommended him to join the Avengers, a bit embarrassed. At least you can say a few words before leaving.

At this time, Doctor Strange had no intention of pondering their thoughts at all. There was no need to consider any favors, 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 much that the parchment fell to the ground without even catching it.

"Sir?" Fatty Wang panted and ran into the New York Temple, looking at him with some worry.

"Magic is gone. There is no trace of magic in this world anymore. They won, and the Materialist Empire won." Doctor Strange leaned on the corner of the table dejectedly, his magic cloak wrapped around him lifelessly at this time. The magic item that has been with him for two years is about to use up its remaining magic power and become ordinary.

The goal he was fighting for disappeared. The magical parasites that inhabited ordinary people were not eliminated by anyone, but because the source was no longer there, they could no longer maintain their form and disappeared automatically.

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sp;"Haha, people on earth no longer have to worry about being invaded by magical parasites, how good it is!..." He said it was good, but in fact, his face looked like his dead father, no matter how you looked at it, Doesn't look like a good one.

That is to say, after his hands were seriously injured, he was afraid that he would be unemployed again.

"Sir, Kamal Taj should have another way. 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 stretched out his hand and drew a spell in the air, trying to open a portal. This was the first spell he learned.

Unfortunately, the golden thread was looming, and the magic level was unsustainably low. He tried it twice more, but the result was even worse. He couldn't even sense any magic power.

"You see, I'm afraid there's nothing we can do about the resurrection of the Ancient One Master... Mr. Wang, I need to be quiet for a while..." He pushed Fatty Wang out of the room with force, and Doctor Strange wrapped himself in this The cloak, which had completely lost its magic power, was in a daze.

His mind went blank, and his thoughts were extremely confused. One moment he was thinking about finding magic, and the other moment he wanted to go back and be his neurosurgeon, but then he thought that there was still something wrong with his hand and he couldn't perform surgery.

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

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To the world, magic is something in myths and legends, but to the Avengers, magic is an extraordinary power that they can touch and see.

Doctor Strange's magic, Wanda's, Storm's, and Mysterio's are all different, but Stark feels that there are some common characteristics in them. For this reason, he came to Sicily again, trying to find Wanda and Dai. Let’s discuss it.

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

"Grand Duke? Haha..." Stark wanted to say something sarcastic, but this time he had to ask for help, so he suppressed it.

Two well-dressed maids drove him to the Johnson Palace. They passed through the forest paths that seemed like a paradise. They looked at the deer that stuck out its head from the gaps in the woods to look at the car, and the various servants who walked around from time to time. Stark Finally I couldn't help but speak.

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

The maid chatted nonsense all the way, and the maid was well-trained and always had a gentle and polite smile.

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

"Hi, Tony, you came just in time." Daisy was flipping through the book when Stark came in.

"What's the matter? Do you need me to attend your coronation ceremony? Do I have to change my name to Your Majesty when I come back in two days?" He pulled up a chair and sat down. This chair was hard and not as good as the one in his workshop. The cushions are comfortable.

“Look, pampered urbanites, hard seats can help us maintain a can-do attitude…I’m thinking about the Johnson family motto.”

Stark motioned to the maid on the side to pour him a glass of wine: "Oh, this is such an earth-shattering event. Are there any quotes that can be chosen?"

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