New York, Manhattan, this bustling and busy city, can only be quiet at night, until the sky is completely dark, the snow gradually stops, the air is still cold, and the snow has been piled up on both sides of the street all day, dyed warm by the lit street lamps.

In the windows on both sides of the street, mannequins are already dressed in off-white elk sweaters and red and green scarves, with a string of shiny light bulbs hanging from the top of the windows, and exaggerated gift boxes in the corners.

Although Christmas is still some time away, these merchants who occupy the best spots in New York are already preparing for the next holiday shopping spree.

The huge Christmas tree in the middle of the central roundabout has been put in order, but the light bulbs on it have not yet lit up, and the gift boxes are all covered with thick snow, and they have not yet had time to clean, but the crowd of people taking photos is already in an endless stream.

In the reception room on the top floor of the west side of the Arkham Sanatorium, Schiller leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window with a cup in one hand, watching the children chasing and fighting in the street below, while Strange sat on the sofa and was putting away some scattered magazines.

"I don't know who told me yesterday that he wouldn't wear an elk sweater if he was killed this Christmas." Schiller didn't turn his head, but Strange could hear his mockery, and he let out a snort and glanced down at his own blue and white elk sweater.

It was a very ordinary turtleneck, light blue from the collar to the shoulders, then white, then light blue, with a blue pattern of elk and snowflakes on the white part, so to speak, this is a normal elk sweater that will be worn at Christmas.

"I didn't even look at it when I passed by the window, but I felt sorry for the teller who couldn't sell enough of it, so I bought one with me. ”

Strange looked back at Schiller, who was also wearing an elk sweater, he was wearing a white shirt underneath, a dark green elk sweater was worn on the outside, and a white elk on his chest, this sweater had a much smaller chance of hitting than the one on Strange, but it was not completely absent.

"After all, everyone likes to dress like this, and I don't want to be a maverick." Schiller said with a sip of water.

At this moment, the "squeak" sound of pushing the door sounded, and Steve, who walked in, was also wearing an elk sweater, he was stunned when he saw Strange and Schiller's dress, Steve scratched his head and said, "I thought you were the kind of people who don't like to join in the fun." ”

Because the elk sweater he wore was a perfect combination of Strange and Schiller's style, red and green, with a white elk on his chest.

"I said, Captain, this color is too old-fashioned, did you choose it yourself?" Strange asked, looking at Steve.

Steve walked over, sat down on the couch, bent his arms, put his hands on his knees and said, "It was Nick who gave it to me, he said that S.H.I.E.L.D. should be a bit of a holiday vibe, not only me, Natasha and Hill received this gift, but they didn't wear it because they thought the color and style were too old-fashioned." ”

"I think it's just right, after all, old-fashioned clothes are just right for old-fashioned people." Steve said with a smile.

"I hope the next time I go to the S.H.I.E.L.D. base, I don't see a huge Christmas tree with golden bells on it, or all kinds of small colored lights on the eaves." Strange drew a cross on his chest, and all three laughed.

"I really don't dare to compliment Nick's aesthetics, although we are all people of that era, but he obviously doesn't understand that the aesthetics of that era are not retro for now, they can only be said to be old-fashioned." Steve shook his head.

"Let's get down to business." Schiller walked over, put the cups on the table, then walked to the other side of the table and took the other two cups and poured water for the two of them.

"I heard Nick wants to throw a Christmas ball?"

Before Schiller could finish speaking, Strange raised his hands and said, "My God, spare me, doesn't he know how busy we are?" ”

"Yes." Steve nodded, rubbed the cup with his hand, and said, "As you know, he's been working to unite these people with special abilities and form a team......"

"He won't miss any opportunity to bring us together to chat, talk and build together, although I don't have a problem with this kind of event, and I have a headache when I think about the tedious process of the ball."

Schiller and Strange looked at each other and said, "The most troublesome part should be the dance partner, right?" ”

Steve sighed deeply, Strange wanted to squeeze him, but when he thought about his love life, he also sighed.

The biggest problem with his love life is that he doesn't have a love life at all, and Strange complains, "I'm really dying, I haven't left the Holy of Holies for a week, can you believe it?" ”

"Those demon gods will call over for big things, up to territorial disputes, loan interest rates, multi-party negotiations, down to lost and found, pet fostering, insomnia chatting, what do they think of this place?"

Strange sighed, but Schiller asked him, "Isn't Loki there?" Isn't he known as a jack-of-all-trades in the universe? ”

"Don't you know? Loki and Thor are still in Saka and haven't returned, and I don't know if they'll be back before Christmas......"

"What are they staying there for?" Schiller asked with some confusion: "Isn't it a wild planet?" ”

"That's right, but you should know Thor's character, he wants to save the slaves there, and Loki doesn't know what to think, and he also accompanies his brother to mess around there, and the ancient one mage has been talking a few times." Strange took a sip of water, then looked at the cup with a frowning face and said, "How is this hot water?" Don't have tea or coffee? ”

"It's 10 p.m. now, are you planning to stay up all night?"

Strange pursed his lips, put the cup down, and said, "It's okay if the two brothers don't come back, at least we don't have to worry about what mess they make on Earth, after all, Thor's divine power has been restored, and Loki is estimated to be soon......"

Steve also nodded and said, "That's right, it's okay if they don't have divine power, if their divine power recovers and they still live among ordinary people, it will inevitably bring them danger, and Nick will have a headache again." ”

"It seems that you two have been busy lately, and I'm the only idler." Schiller walked around the couch and sat on one side of it, leaning against the soft cushions behind him, taking a sip of hot water and letting out a sigh of satisfaction.

"You're probably going to be busy lately, because there have been a lot of strange things lately, and even Peter has been busy."

"What happened again?"

"I've been busy investigating this matter lately, maybe you've heard about the recent paranormal events in Queens?"

"Paranormal events? Do you mean haunted or something? Strange asked, frowning.

"That's right, as you know, there are many residential areas in New York, and there are many cemeteries, and some residents have recently reported seeing dead spirits and skeletons near the cemetery, and there are many rumors about ghost fires."

"Doesn't this happen every year?" Strange said with some disdain: "The hospital where I work loves to spread this kind of gossip the most, what is there to discuss about the sudden loss of a corpse in the morgue, the ghost fire seen in the corridor at night, and the sudden appearance of a patient who has already died in a certain window?" ”

"The difference is that this time there are witnesses to Spider-Man Peter, as well as his uncle and aunt."

"The family lives in Forest Hill in Queens, and on the west side of Forest Hill Park is Forest Hill Cemetery, first Peter saw something that looked like a skeleton when he went out to walk his dog, and then there was a ghost fire that scared her aunt, so he has been busy investigating this matter recently."

Transtrange fell silent, and Schiller fell into thought, for they both knew Peter, and he wasn't the kind of person who liked to make a fuss and add to the fire.

Steve looked at Strange and asked, "This should be your wizarding world, can you magicians resurrect skeletons or drive ghost fire?" ”

Strange pressed his knuckles to his chin and said as he thought, "Theoretically, yes, the power of the mage actually comes from the exchange, if the power of his exchange object has the attribute of resurrecting the undead, then he should be able to control the necromancer and skeletons." ”

"But in reality, there are almost no magicians who do this, because it doesn't make sense, all exchanges have to pay a price, and the power in exchange should be used in more useful places, what is the use of resurrecting corpses and undead? Scary? ”

"Hmm...... Can't they attack or something? ”

Schiller looked at Steve and said, "Captain, you are a master of martial arts, you should know that there is anything difficult about skeletons and corpses?" ”

"Aren't they actually human variants? Rather, they are weaker than humans, and in the absence of magical protection, skeletons have no muscles, can hardly withstand the chopping of any sharp weapons, and corpses are no different from ordinary people except disgusting people......"

"In order for these things to have strong combat capabilities, a lot of magical energy needs to be infused." "You have to use these powers to protect their bones and rotting muscles, and you have to give them the power of soul fire, so that they have the basic intelligence to take up arms and fight the enemy......

"If you have so much energy, you can actually create monsters that are more powerful than these things, there have been dark mages who have made a dark dragon in Montana, and there have been necromancers who drove a group of soul eaters to attack hospitals......"

"And the skeleton ...... At least I've never heard of anyone doing this in Kama Taj, and even if this thing is protected by magic, it would require very, very large numbers to be able to attack a modern human city. ”

Steve touched his chin, he nodded and said, "Indeed, if they have this ability, or if the big monsters invade the city faster, then what do they want to do?" Is it simply scary? Panic-mongering? ”

Schiller shook his head and said, "It doesn't look like it, if they want to create panic, they should go to Manhattan or Brooklyn, these two places are the center of New York, and there are a lot of mountains and parks in Queens, but the population is not dense enough, and the reporters don't like to go there." ”

Just as they were discussing the topic, Steve's cell phone rang suddenly, and he picked it up and pressed the answer button, and Peter's voice was heard on the other side.

"Captain, there's a skeleton! The kind of skeleton that moves! It's at Forest Hill Cemetery, can you come over?! ”

"Listen, Peter, calm down, the situation is critical, isn't it? I'll be right over ......."

"Uh...... Critical is not very critical, they can't beat me, it's just that I don't know what to do with them, you say, if I go down and punch them, will they faint? They don't even have brains, so they shouldn't be able to pass out, right? ”

Steve looked up at Strange, who spread his hands and said, "Okay, I should have a cup of coffee, it looks like it's going to be an all-nighter again......"

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