Marvel: Unlimited Possession Chapter 344: Amazing Conch

"This is, a magic item?"

Looking at the plastic conch in Dad's hand, Peter's mouth twitched under the mask.

This is obviously a huge gap from the fantasy magic item that I thought in my mind.

Although he doesn't know much about the power of magic, Peter can also see that what Dad is holding in his hand is obviously an ordinary plastic toy, and it is still a relatively low-quality one.

"Sir, did you get it wrong?"

Silently looking away from the plastic product in Dad's hand, Peter couldn't help but ask tentatively.

"Dad, I'm not old and confused, how could I be wrong." Facing Peter's suspicion, Dad's face showed a clear angry expression, and he replied in a raised voice: "Never doubt Dad, this Magic props are magical items that Dad spent a long time to obtain when he was young. They have mysterious magical power and can give the questioner the answer to all the questions they want to know. It is a very powerful magic item. If I hadn't felt that the task of containment would not be so easy to accomplish this time, I wouldn't have brought this magic item out on purpose."

"Dad, why, after listening to your introduction, I always feel that your so-called magic props are more like a kind of containment collected by the Foundation?"

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

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

Ignoring the question of the avatar directly, the father shoved the [Magic Conch] in his hand into the little spider Peter's hand: "Now, the most important thing is to use the power of the [Magic Conch] to hide the spell hidden on the statue. Find out and stop the power of the spell from spreading again."

What Dad said was extremely correct, but looking down at the item in his hand named [Magic Conch], but its appearance was not much different from a low-quality toy, the doubts on Peter's face increased: "Sir, why?"

"The use of [Magic Conch] must be controlled by someone, and Aaron must be fast enough in the process of finding the spell, so I thought about it, I think you should be able to replace me. Use the power of [Magic Conch]."

Faced with Peter's doubts, Dad immediately gave the reasons he had prepared.

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

Glancing at Peter on the side, the clone [Uncle Long] seemed to speak for the little spider, but in fact it directly blocked the possibility of the other party's rejection.

"Do you have the heart to watch an old man in his 60s or 70s toss around with you?"

Coordinated with the question of the clone, the old man answered with his own skilled knife.

"Aaron, where did you throw away the courtesy of respecting the old and caring for the young that Dad usually gave you?!"

"It's okay, Mr. Long."

Hearing his father's rebuke for the avatar, Peter, a good boy, immediately said: "Since the old gentleman gave me the [Magic Conch], let me use it."

When the name [Magic Conch] was mentioned, Peter's eyes subconsciously glanced over the plastic conch toy he was holding in his hand. To be honest, even though he had heard the power of the magical conch from his father's mouth, However, looking at the plastic conch in his hand, he still couldn't help but feel a sense of déjà vu in his heart.

He took a deep breath and suppressed the full of spit in his heart. Peter turned his head to look at the old man beside him, and asked with a serious face: "So old man, this plastic is not how to use [Magic Conch]. Yes?"

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

“…”

Following the direction of Dad's finger, Peter noticed the small pull button at the bottom of the [Magic Conch] in his hand. The sense of sight that was finally suppressed in his heart erupted again, and the breath that had finally calmed down also became rapid. few.

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

After muttering silently for several times in his heart, Peter managed to suppress the turbulent emotions in his heart.

Looking down at the [Magic Conch] in his hand, he asked the question he had prepared for a long time: "Tell me, where is the [Magic Conch] conch, where is the spell?"

With difficulty spitting out the question in his mouth, Peter stretched out his palm wrapped in the uniform tremblingly, and pulled the buckle at the bottom of the conch, in the expectant gaze of his father and avatar [Uncle Long]. .

"Do nothing."

Pull the buckle, and as the rope retracted, a preset answer that clearly mentioned the recording came from the conch.

“…”

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

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

It's over? Is this the answer given by the [Magic Conch] with powerful magical power? do nothing?

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

Turning his neck stiffly, Peter looked at the old man beside him and asked with difficulty opening his mouth.

"Of course, hasn't [Magic Conch] already given the answer, and we will do nothing from now on."

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

"But..."

Facing Dad's answer, Peter's emotions under the mask were obviously a little unacceptable.

Like an octopus.

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

Faced with the little spider's doubts, the old man did not give any explanation at all, implemented the answer given by Conch, sat cross-legged on the ground in the exhibition hall, and took out a thick book from his shoulder bag. Books began to be read.

Seeing that the father's attitude was firm, Little Spider subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the clone [Uncle Long] beside him.

The latter shrugged and gave him a helpless look.

"Since my father said so, then let's try it according to what [Magic Conch] said."

Seeing that Mr. Long, the only one he can rely on, also said the same, Peter was completely messed up.

He looked up at the resurrection statues walking around in the exhibition hall, and then looked down at the plastic conch in his hand, feeling even more at a loss.

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

……

In the exhibition hall, Peter was in a mess because of the answers given by [Magic Conch].

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

The expression on his face is also solemn.

"Sir, according to the scan, the flame on the opponent's body has reached more than 1,000 degrees. In theory, the bones will be burned in an instant when they come into contact with such a high-temperature flame, instead of wanting to continue to exist and remain unscathed."

"Obviously, the guy in front of you is not the one you're theoretically talking about."

Facing Jarvis' report, the solemn expression on Tony's face did not ease, but became more solemn.

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

In front of me, the existence of Ghost Rider has clearly exceeded the scope of human understanding.

Fortunately, during this period of time, Tony has seen many unscientific existences, and even the Deep Sea Hades had a fight.

Although Ghost Rider's appearance is ferocious, at least it can be seen compared to the octopus-faced Davy Jones.

"Sir, by comparison, we can basically confirm that the existence in front of me should be the Ghost Rider who has been running rampant on the streets of New York recently."

"Ghost Rider?"

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

Glancing through the steel mask, Jarvis displayed various information about the Ghost Rider, watching the video on the virtual screen of the Ghost Rider driving a ghost-faced Harley to light up and swinging the chain to melt through the car, Tony Subconsciously swallowed a saliva, regretting that when he went out before, maybe he should choose another set of battle armor that is resistant to high temperature after all.

Although, judging from the information provided by Jarvis, the victims of Ghost Rider's attack and injury in New York during this period were all outlaws. Judging from the data alone, it can even be considered that the other party is just a seemingly A special superhero.

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

Tony asked calmly: "Then tell me, Halloween Skull, why you are in the museum and what happened outside the museum?"

A few scorching fires flashed in the empty eye sockets. Facing Tony's question, Ghost Rider turned his spine slightly, raised his hand and grasped the chain holding his chest. He really planned to suspend this piece in the air. Pull down the annoying guy in the middle, and teach the other party a polite address.

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

"Sir, watch your back."

Meanwhile, Jarvis in the steel suit quickly reminded Tony.

"What?"

Hearing Jarvis' reminder, Tony turned his body subconsciously.

What he turned around was an empty eye socket.

"What the **** is this?!"

Looking at the huge skull head appearing behind him, even in a steel battle suit, Tony was frightened into a cold sweat.

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

Faced with Tony's question, Jarvis still dutifully answered.

"Of course I know it's a dinosaur skeleton, my question is, why did the dinosaur skeleton in the museum suddenly come back to life!"

Tony thinks he's knowledgeable enough after so many battles.

However, when he faced the resurrected dinosaur skeleton one-on-one, he woke up, and it sounded like he didn't have as much insight as he imagined. At least the scene in front of him had never happened to him before.

……

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

In the museum hall, after a brief but extraordinary five minutes for Peter.

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

"Actually, I don't know either."

Faced with Peter's question, the clone shook his head, swept past the father who was reading a book calmly on the other side, and scratched his head: "But depending on the situation, it seems that we need to wait patiently for a while."

Wait a little longer?

Facing the answer given by the clone, the expression on Peter's face became even more depressed.

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

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

Hearing the doubts raised by Peter, before the clone can answer, the old man who had been calm before stood up: "Toy, you are questioning the father, I don't even have toys and magic props. Can't tell?"

"No sir, I just..."

In response to Dad's annoyed look~IndoMTL.com~ Peter subconsciously explained.

However, it was obvious that Peter's previous remarks had obviously angered Dad, and he reached out to take back the conch in Little Spider's hand, but Dad still said angrily: "Since you questioned the [magic] Conch], then you don't need to follow the answer given by Conch with us, you can do whatever you want, and Dad won't stop you."

“…”

Although, he was a little overwhelmed by the fact that he had angered his father, but when he heard that he didn't need to obey the answer of the so-called "magic conch", Peter was still unconsciously relieved in his heart.

Opened his mouth and hesitated for a while, Peter looked up at the avatar [Uncle Long] on the side: "Mr. Long, although it seems that you have your own way of finding spells, obviously, I'm still not used to your way. So next, I use my own way to find that spell."

Little Spider's remarks are euphemistic, but the actual meaning is to tell the father and the clone [Uncle Long] that their methods have no effect.

Slightly apologized to the angry old man, Peter immediately lifted the spider silk launcher that he had slightly repaired before, ejected the spider silk and stuck to the roof of the museum, followed by a jump and his entire body flew to the ground. in mid-air.

Call~

Resounding spider silk, moving quickly in the museum's exhibition halls.

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

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

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