American Comics: Starting with Muggle Wizards

"Since you're all unconvinced and want to settle things with your strength, then let me tell you, I'm in charge here, so you'd better behave yourselves!"

After saying that, Harvey cast a freezing spell, immobilizing the two women in place. Then, he put one arm around each of them and carried them back to the bedroom.

There are many ways to resolve conflicts, but he chose the simplest and most direct one.

From noon to 7 p.m.

When Harvey sat down at the table with Cho Chang and Wanda for dinner, the two women were no longer in a competitive state.

Throughout the afternoon on the battlefield, the two women were utterly defeated by Harvey, and even when they joined forces, they couldn't win. They had no choice but to raise the white flag and beg for mercy.

Having fought side by side, the two women's relationship has at least eased considerably on the surface.

During the meal, Harvey, the winner, asked in a cheerful mood, "Nothing big in the news lately, right?"

Wanda, with a rosy complexion, was still relaxed after the pleasant experience, though her throat was a little hoarse from shouting.

"Ahem... The most sensational news recently is that Captain America, the superhero from World War II, has been resurrected."

"During this period, Steve Rogers was frequently seen giving speeches in public places such as hospitals in New York."

Harvey's appearance for Captain America was not surprising.

After all, it was I who let him go.

"Aside from Captain America, have the Avengers had any major moves lately?"

Wanda paused for a moment, then shook her head and said, "Those five superheroes disappeared from people's sight after the Battle of New York."

Harvey nodded thoughtfully. At this point in October 2012, the Marvel world was still relatively calm.

It's not until Christmas is close that Iron Man's enemy, Killian, will disguise himself as the "Mandarin" and launch a terrorist attack.

To be honest, he felt inexplicably happy to see the American people suffering so much.

He even wanted to add fuel to the fire.

You should know that the real "Mandarin" in this world is an ancient monster who has lived for hundreds of years.

If the real "Mandarin" found out that Killian was impersonating someone else, it would be a serious problem.

The situation at that time will likely descend into chaos.

When talking about the Mandarin, one cannot help but mention the ten-ringed magic ring he possesses.

The Ten Rings are artifacts of the alien civilization of Magnus, a high-tech product possessing power beyond dimensions.

Harvey was very interested in these kinds of technological marvels.

After all, when technology and magic reach a certain level, they actually have many things in common.

"Perhaps I can find a new way to increase the total amount of magic by studying the tenth ring."

However, even if one wanted to plan for the tenth ring, now is not the time.

He was more interested in seeing the clash between the real Mandarin, the fake Mandarin, and Iron Man.

"Two months. After Christmas, once the Mandarin has finished using his skills, I'll find an opportunity to borrow the ten rings and study them."

"At that time, we'll use a two-pronged approach. I refuse to believe we can't find a way to break through the bottleneck!"

With short-term future plans in mind, Harvey continued to focus on his work.

Now he can only wait patiently, forced to live a life of debauchery for a while.

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Two months have passed quietly.

The headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D. in New York City is located on Lake Roosevelt Island in the Triangle Wing building.

Since the Battle of New York, S.H.I.E.L.D. has been working at full speed, with even ordinary office staff extremely busy.

Not to mention Nick Fury, who is the director.

His office was often filled with vulgarities like "Fuck, shit!"

Black Egg has to rack his brains every day trying to figure out where to send people around the world to deal with the increasing number of supernatural cases.

In his office, Nick Fury stared at the mountain of documents and reports in front of him, feeling powerless for the first time in his life.

The restless vampires are causing trouble again, and the victims of the Battle of New York are holding a large-scale march to protest the government's inaction.

And recently, a Mandarin who's tired of living has appeared out of nowhere, daring to launch a series of terrorist attacks on the American mainland.

This put a lot of pressure on the president.

However, Thor, a key member of the Avengers, returned to Asgard with the war criminal Loki.

Of the remaining five Avengers, the extremely arrogant Tony Stark, after being defeated by the mysterious sorcerer, was spurred on by shame and became even stronger.

He's busy researching and upgrading the armor every day, so he can't command anything.

Under pressure from the president, Captain America had no choice but to travel around as a speaker to inspire and uplift the panicked public.

Dr. Banner is too easily angered and could turn into the Hulk at any time, so Eggman doesn't dare to send him out on missions easily.

In the end, only two trusted agents remained, Clint and Normanov, who could still be of usefulness.

But the world is so big, and countless cases, big and small, happen every day.

The two of them alone are simply not enough to provide high-end combat personnel.

Therefore, Nick Fury felt it was time to bring in fresh blood for the Avengers.

He pondered for a moment, then tapped a few times on the holographic projection screen on his desk.

He summoned the Normanov agent, who was in charge of recruiting the new Avengers, via internal communications.

A few minutes later.

There was a knock on the office door.

"Come in."

Wearing a black combat uniform and preparing to head to Mexico for a mission, Natasha walked into the office with dark circles under her eyes.

"Chief, is there a new assignment?"

The concise question made Nick Fury realize that his trusted confidant was probably in a state of extreme fatigue.

Chapter 61 Air Force One Attacked [Please Read On]

"Agent Normanov, I'd like to inquire about the progress of the recruitment of new members."

Nick Fury looked at Natasha expectantly with his only remaining eye.

However, Natasha shook her head and said expressionlessly, "I'm sorry, sir, the progress of recruiting new members is not very optimistic at the moment."

"I looked for several famous street heroes from Hell's Kitchen, such as Jessica Jones (Jewel Girl), Luke Cage (Wonder Man), and Daniel Rand (Iron Fist)."

"The Punisher Frank Castle, Daredevil Matt Murdock, and others."

"But they have a very bad impression of official organizations."

"I'm still trying to persuade them."

"And recently Hell's Kitchen has been in chaos. The Hand, a ninja organization from the island nation, has been waging war against street heroes everywhere like crazy."

"These street heroes are preparing to join forces to take down the Hand. I can't get involved for now. I plan to wait until they've dealt with the Hand before I do anything about it."

Nick Fury looked somewhat disappointed.

"What about the other people we can invite?"

"The top-secret files also contain many other key figures, such as the agile female thief who was keen on breaking into museums to steal."

"Blade Runner, who spends his days hunting vampires in New York."

"And there's also Johnny Blaze, the skeleton knight who only appears at night."

"These people are quite capable. Have you gone to talk to them?"

Natasha shook her head: "These people are unpredictable, I'm still trying to find them."

"Phew..." Nick Fury took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to curse on the spot.

"Has the cause of that earthquake in Manhattan two months ago, which defied geological norms, been determined?"

Natasha shook her head and remained silent.

"Fuck you!" Nick Fury couldn't help but curse.

"Isn't there any good news at all?"

Natasha thought for a moment, then said earnestly, "I've discovered that the Mandarin has been in contact with Vice President Samuel Stearns, and Agent 13 is tracking down the leads..."

At that moment, an emergency information notification popped up on the holographic projection on the desk.

Nick Fury glanced at the message and immediately launched into a tirade of profanities.

"Shit! Air Force One, the presidential plane, has sent out an emergency distress signal. Someone is trying to hijack the plane!"

"Where is Stark? He's the only one who can get here the fastest right now."

Natasha, recalling today's New York Times headline, said with a serious expression:

“At 2 p.m. today, Stark’s mansion in California was attacked by terrorists and he is currently missing.”

Nick Fury cursed under his breath, then quickly gave the order:

"Immediately inform the captain that the presidential plane has been hijacked, and dispatch two more Quinjet fighters to prepare for the air hostage rescue operation."

"Understood, sir!" Natasha replied and hurriedly left the office to carry out the instructions.

at the same time.

Five kilometers outside Rose Hill, Tennessee, in the southeastern United States.

Inside a classic American two-story townhouse.

Tony Stark was sitting at the repair table with rudimentary repair tools, concentrating on repairing the severely damaged Mark-42 Prodigal Armor.

Beside them was a brown-haired boy who was propping his head up and staring intently. He suddenly pointed to the lines on the armor's arm.

"Why are we forcibly welded together here? Won't that reduce energy transfer efficiency?"