Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

The moment he stepped out of the dimensional portal, Tony Stark was shocked by the sight before him.

He has seen many sights that ordinary people cannot see, but this is the first time he has seen this.

A thick dark cloud hung in the sky. At first glance, it seemed to be just darkness. But after looking at it twice, Tony immediately felt a strong mental impact. From the rolling and turbulent clouds, he felt

The extremely strong hatred almost overwhelmed his entire being.

Fortunately, He Shenyan spoke up in time to interrupt his gaze: "Stop looking, Tony."

He came back to his senses and gasped for air. The load of the armor's oxygen supply system suddenly surged from 5% to 8%. After a while, Tony asked with difficulty: "What is that thing?"

He Shenyan didn't speak. Now, he couldn't give an answer. He just stared at the sky seriously, with blue light already igniting in his eyes. He moved his fingers slightly, and a ray of light flashed, wrapping him and Tony.

Inside.

Tony was still breathing heavily, and he would not be able to recover from the mental shock for a while. If he had to explain what happened to him, it was not just as simple as losing his sanity. He Shenyan turned his head, and his serious look made Tony feel guilty.

Jump.

"What's wrong? He has a problem with this?"

He joked as always, but He Shenyan did not respond with a joke.

"I'm afraid I have to let you go back first, Tony. The exploration plan is cancelled. Listen, find Strange immediately after you go back. Ask him to perform a full set of 'Camorals' rituals for you. Before the ceremony is completed,

You can't have contact with any ordinary people, do you understand?"

"...Wait, what? What is the Camorus ceremony? The doctor must at least tell the patient what disease he has before operating, right?"

Tony raised his hand and gestured for him to wait.

He Shenyan shook his head: "It's the 'Camorals' ceremony, Tony. It has a long history and is specially used to remove potential diffusible pollution that may exist in the human spiritual realm. You can understand that you are now suffering from

You are infected with a mental parasite. It will not kill you, but it will gradually eat up your memory as time goes on."

"You won't go crazy or become a fool. But your memory will disappear bit by bit - like Pepper, like your daughter."

He raised his head again and stared at the billowing dark clouds, narrowing his eyes: "My judgment was wrong, Tony. I'm sorry, it's my problem. That thing not only feeds on resentment, but its recipe is also full of memories.

....."

"So that thing is a super mental parasite? It specializes in feeding on people's memories?"

"I'm afraid it's not that casual, Tony."

He Shenyan snapped his fingers, and a dimensional portal appeared at Tony's feet, gradually engulfing him. The latter did not resist. At the last second before leaving, he heard He Shenyan say: "Why do ordinary people see it?"

None, but your potential in this area is somewhat high."

"What?"

When this question was asked, he had already returned to the Holy of Holies. Tony raised his visor, frowned and thought carefully: "He said that my potential in this area is a bit high? What does it mean?"

"Why are you back? The nuclear bomb was found?"

With a flash of light, Strange appeared in front of Tony wearing a cloak. He was holding a cup of coffee in his hand, looking quite leisurely, and even wearing a pair of plush slippers on his feet.

Tony had to admit one thing, he got angry when he saw Strange looking like this. Especially after catching a glimpse of his beard.

He said angrily: "I found it - the person behind it is actually a miserable race from other dimensions that wants to invade the earth. To be honest, they are indeed miserable enough. I just came back from that dimension, why did they throw me back?

.I asked you to give me a complete... Camorals ceremony?"

"......What did you say?!"

"......What's wrong?"

Strange stopped talking nonsense, raised his hands, and the coffee cup was suspended in the air. The magic circle rose from Tony's feet and wrapped him in it. He clenched his fists, put his arms next to each other, and then pulled out suddenly

——With a slight cracking sound, Tony felt a chill in his brain.

The strangest thing is that he doesn't feel any pain.

"Wtf?! Strange! What did you do to me?!"

"Stop talking! Damn it! Just stand there and don't move!"

In just a few seconds, Strange's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. He closed his eyes, released his right fist, and lifted it up. The mental tentacles instantly pulled out Tony's soul. He

He was still screaming uncontrollably, and it took him a while to realize that he was not dead.

"What the hell?! Are you doing this again?! Strange, I told you last time that you can't just let me experience this feeling... Hey, hey! What are you doing?"

Strange angrily walked through the soul he was trying to block and walked forward: "I'm saving your life, Tony. Stop talking and let me have some energy to perform the Camorals ritual. You

A lucky guy."

Tony's soul followed behind. He looked at Strange curiously, and then at his body, which was standing there with eyes closed but still breathing. After a while, he asked: "So how do we carry out this ritual?"

?”

Strange sighed.

Golden light floated down from the ceiling, and the spirit of the Holy of Holies appeared in front of them again.

This time, she used English. She said to Tony: "The first step is to separate your soul from your body. The second step, the Supreme Mage will construct an illusion for you to enter your spiritual realm. The third step

, and the most important step, it will kill the diffusible contamination in your brain."

"Tell me, Iron Man, how did you get this thing?"

"...you know me?"

"I don't know him. I just connected to the wifi here and checked the information during my sleep. I have to say, human technology is very interesting."

Tony looked at Strange, then at the Holy of Holies, then stared at the spirit of the Holy of Holies and asked: "You...you know you are a magical creature, right? How can you connect to wifi?"

"Your description is strictly wrong, Tony Stark. I am not a magical creature, I am a naturally born consciousness in the Holy of Holies."

The spirit of the Holy of Holies explained to him gently and patiently: "I can affect the space around the Holy of Holies, and naturally I can also capture the complex signals you release in the air. It is too easy to connect to the Internet."

Tony's soul raised his hand and rubbed his temples, trying to calm down.

He took a deep breath, pointed at Strange and said: "Okay, okay. Madam, let's not talk about why you can connect to wifi...how is he going to kill the person in my head?"

Mental pollution? Throwing fireballs in there?"

"No, he won't do that. But you'll get some sleep, Tony Stark."

With a smile, the spirit of the Holy of Holies raised her right hand, causing Tony's soul to fall asleep instantly. She turned her head and looked at Strange: "Supreme Mage, what else do you need from me?"

"Please help me contact my senior brother...ask him if he needs any help."

Strange closed his eyes and said, "He can't always shoulder the responsibility alone."