"This is, magic props?"

Looking at the plastic conch taken out of Daddy's hand, the corners of Peter's mouth couldn't help twitching under the mask.

This is obviously a huge gap from the fantasy and unpredictable magic items in my mind.

Although he didn't know much about the power of magic, Peter could tell that what Daddy was holding in his hand was obviously an ordinary plastic toy, and it was a relatively inferior one.

"Sir, did you take it by mistake?"

Silently retracting his gaze from the plastic in his father's hand, Peter couldn't help but ask tentatively.

"Dad, I'm not old and confused, how could I get it wrong." In the face of Peter's suspicion, Daddy's face showed an obviously angry expression, and he raised his voice and replied: "Never doubt Daddy, this magic prop is a magical item that Daddy spent a long time obtaining when he was young, it has mysterious magical powers, and it can give the questioner the answer to all the questions he wants to know, it is a very powerful magic prop, if I don't feel that this containment mission will not be completed so easily, I will not deliberately bring this magic prop out." ”

"Why, Dad, I always feel that your so-called magic props are more like a kind of containment object collected by the Foundation?"

Hearing Daddy's description, the doppelganger [Uncle Long] on the side immediately showed a puzzled expression.

"Where do you have so many questions, Aaron."

Directly ignoring the doppelganger's question, Dad stuffed the [Magical Conch] in his hand into the hand of the little spider Peter on the side: "Now, the most important thing is to use the power of [Magical Conch] to find out the spell hidden on the statue and prevent the power of the spell from spreading again." ”

What Daddy said was extremely correct, but looking down at the item named [Magical Conch] in his hand but not much different from an inferior toy, the doubt on Peter's face continued to increase: "Old man, why?" ”

"The use of [Magical Conch] must be controlled by someone, and the process of finding the charm must be fast enough, so Daddy, I thought about it for a while, and I think you should be able to use the power of [Magical Conch] instead of Daddy and me."

In the face of Peter's doubts, Daddy immediately gave the reason why he had prepared for a long time.

"Daddy, why don't you use the [Magic Conch] yourself?"

His eyes swept over Peter, and the clone [Uncle Long] seemed to speak for the little spider, but in fact, it directly blocked the possibility of the other party's refusal.

"Can you bear to see an old man in his sixties or seventies tossing around with you?"

With the doppelganger's question, Dad answered with his skillful hand knife.

"Ah Long, where did you throw away the courtesy of respecting the old and loving the young that your father usually gave you?!"

"It's okay, Mr. Long."

Hearing his father's reproach for the clone, Peter, who is a good boy, immediately spoke up: "Since the old gentleman gave me the [Magical Conch], then let me use it." ”

When mentioning the name [Magical Conch], the corner of Peter's eyes subconsciously skimmed over the plastic conch toy he was holding in his hand, to be honest, even if he had heard the power of the magic conch from his father's mouth, but looking at the plastic conch in his hand, he still couldn't help but feel a full sense of déjà vu in his heart.

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the full of complaints in his heart, Peter turned his head to look at the father on the side, and asked with a serious face: "So sir, how is this plastic not [magic conch] used?" ”

"Ask the question in your mind, then pull the pull rope at the bottom of the [Magic Conch], and the conch will give you the answer to your question."

“……”

Following the direction of his father's finger, Peter noticed the small pull buckle at the bottom of the [Magical Conch] in his hand, and the sense of déjà vu that he had finally suppressed in his heart exploded again, and his breathing, which had finally calmed down, became a lot shorter.

Calm down, Peter, you don't understand the power of magic, maybe that's what the props in the wizarding world look like.

After a few silent muttering in his heart, Peter could barely suppress the surging emotions in his heart.

He looked down at the [Magical Conch] in his hand and asked the question that he had prepared a long time ago: "Tell me, the [Magical Conch] Conch, where is the location of the spell?" ”

With difficulty spitting out the question in his mouth, Peter trembled and stretched out his palm wrapped in uniform under the expectant gaze of his father and the doppelganger [Uncle Dragon] on the side, and pulled the buckle at the bottom of the conch.

"Do nothing."

The pull buckle was pulled, and with the rope retracted, a preset answer came from within the conch that clearly lifted the recording.

“……”

Hearing the answer given by [Magical Conch], Peter's expression under the mask instantly froze.

In this moment, his emotions resonated violently with an octopus in the depths of an unknown sea.

It's over? This is the answer given by the magical conch with its powerful magical powers? Do nothing?

"Sir, do we really have to do nothing according to this toy, no, the meaning of the [Magic Conch] Conch?"

Turning his neck stiffly, Peter looked at his father and opened his mouth with difficulty in asking.

"Of course, hasn't the [Magic Conch] already given the answer, and from now on we will not do anything."

Faced with Peter's doubts, Daddy pushed his glasses and answered seriously.

"But ......"

In the face of Daddy's answer, Peter's emotions under the mask were obviously a little difficult to accept.

It's like an octopus.

"Don't question the answer to the [Magic Conch]."

Faced with the little spider's doubts, Dad didn't give any explanation at all, followed the answer given by the conch, sat cross-legged on the floor of the exhibition hall, took out a thick book from his direct shoulder bag and began to read.

Seeing that his father was firm, the little spider subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the clone [Uncle Long] on the side.

The latter shrugged his shoulders and gave him a look of helplessness.

"Since Daddy has said so, let's try it according to what [Magic Conch] said."

Seeing that Mr. Long, the only person he could rely on, said the same, Peter was completely messy.

He glanced up at the resurrection statue walking around the exhibition hall, and then looked down at the plastic conch in his hand, and his heart was even more dazed.

"Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing? ”

……

In the exhibition hall, Peter is in a mess because of the answer given by the [Magical Conch].

Outside the museum, Tony looks at Ghost Rider wrapped in Hellfire.

The expression on his face was also solemn.

"Sir, according to the scan, the flames on the other party's body have reached more than 1,000 degrees, and theoretically the bones will be burned off the moment they come into contact with such a high-temperature flame, instead of continuing to exist like now and unscathed."

"Obviously, this guy in front of you is not what you theoretically say you are."

In the face of Jarvis's report, the solemn expression on Tony's face was not relieved, but became a little more solemn.

"And, theoretically, people don't continue to move after they've been burned into skeletons."

In front of him, the existence of the Evil Ghost Rider has clearly surpassed the scope of human comprehension.

Fortunately, during this period of time, Tony has seen a lot of unscientific existences, and even the Deep Sea Hades have fought once.

Although Ghost Rider's appearance is hideous, it is at least acceptable compared to David Jones, who has an octopus face.

"Sir, through comparison, it is basically certain that the existence in front of you should be the Ghost Rider who has been rampant on the streets of New York for some time."

"Ghost Rider?"

Tony's inner thoughts flashed, and then, soon Jarvis searched for the identity of Ghost Rider through the data comparison.

Looking at the video of the Ghost Rider driving the Ghost Rider on the virtual screen and flicking the chains to melt through the car, Tony subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, regretting that when he went out before, he might have chosen another set of armor that was resistant to high temperatures after all.

Although, judging from the information provided by Jarvis, the Ghost Rider during his time in New York was all a criminal offender, judging from the information alone, it can even be considered that the other party is just a superhero who looks special.

However, Tony obviously did not put all his hopes on the judgment of the data, and slightly opened his palm to the Ghost Rider on the ground.

Tony calmly asked, "So tell me, Halloween Skeleton, what you showed up at the museum and what happened outside the museum?" ”

A few hot fires flickered in his empty eyes, and in the face of Tony's questioning, Ghost Rider turned his spine slightly, raised his hand and grasped the chain on his chest, he really planned to pull down this annoying guy suspended in mid-air, and teach the other party a polite salutation.

In the next moment, the vibration from the floor of the museum made him subconsciously stop the movement of his hands.

"Sir, watch your back."

At the same time, Jarvis inside the steel suit was quick to remind Tony.

"What?"

Hearing Jarvis's reminder, Tony subconsciously turned his body.

When he turned around, he was facing an empty eye socket.

"What the hell is this?!"

Looking at the huge skeletal head that appeared behind him, even if he was wearing a steel suit, Tony was scared into a cold sweat.

"If the information is correct, this should be a dinosaur skeleton in the museum, sir."

In the face of Tony's inquiry, Jarvis still answered dutifully.

"Of course I knew it was a dinosaur skeleton, and my question was, why did the dinosaur skeleton in the museum suddenly come back to life!"

Tony thinks he's been well-informed enough after so many battles.

However, when he met the resurrected dinosaur skeleton in front of him one-on-one, he realized that he still didn't know as much as he imagined. At least he hadn't encountered this kind of scene in front of him.

……

"Mr. Long, do we really have to wait any longer?"

In the museum gallery, after a short but extraordinarily long for Peter, five minutes later.

The little spider finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked the doppelganger [Uncle Long].

"Actually, I don't know."

In the face of Peter's inquiry, the doppelganger shook his head, swept over the father who was reading calmly on the other side, and scratched his head: "But depending on the situation, it seems that we still need to wait patiently for a while." ”

Wait a little longer?

Faced with the answer given by the doppelganger, the expression on Peter's face became even more depressed.

He looked down at the [Magical Conch] in his hand, and finally couldn't help but ask the question he had been hiding in his heart.

"Mr. Long, do you really believe that this ordinary plastic toy is the [Magical Conch] with magical magical powers?"

Hearing Peter's suspicions, before the clone could answer, the father, who had been calm and relaxed, stood up: "Toy, are you questioning Daddy, I can't even tell the difference between toys and magic props?" ”

"No, sir, I'm just ......"

Facing Daddy's angry gaze, Peter subconsciously explained.

However, apparently, Peter's previous words had obviously angered Dad, and he reached out to take back the conch in the little spider's hand, and Dad still said angrily: "Since you question the power of the [Magical Conch] that Daddy took out, then you don't need to abide by the answer given by the conch with us, you can do whatever you want, and Daddy will not stop you." ”

“……”

Although he was a little overwhelmed by the fact that he had angered his father, Peter was unconsciously relieved to hear that he no longer needed to abide by the so-called [Magic Conch].

After opening his mouth and hesitating for a moment, Peter looked up at the clone [Uncle Long] on the side: "Mr. Long, although it seems that you have your own way of finding the charm, obviously, I am still not used to your way, so next, I will use my own way to find that charm." ”

The little spider's words were euphemistic, but the actual meaning was to tell the father and the clone [Uncle Long] that their methods had no effect.

Apologizing slightly to his angry father, Peter immediately lifted his slightly repaired spider silk launcher, ejected the spider silk and stuck to the roof of the museum, and then flew his whole body into the air with a jump.

Call~

Spider silk reverberates, moving rapidly through the museum's exhibition halls.

Getting rid of the strange scene brought by the [Magical Conch] before, Peter who echoed in the museum finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, before the expression under his mask could be completely relaxed, the next second, a sharp birdsong suddenly came from the opposite side.

Immediately afterward, I saw a dense flock of iron birds, flapping their sharp metal wings and swooping towards the little spider.