Amun's ability can parasitize all lives that are not higher than him, and transform these parasitic beings into incarnations.

That's why.

All the people in the New York Temple were already in his calculations, surrounded by microorganisms in the air that were also Amon's doppelgängers.

"Ahhh..."

Deadpool didn't know this at this time, and he still scolded vigorously, just scolding and scolding, ~ he felt that something was wrong.

His body gradually stiffened, not at all - listening to the command of the brain.

And Loki, who had run away without a shadow, reappeared, and his face was also wearing monocles that he didn't know where to find.

"Not really."

Deadpool sighed and spat, did not scold Bruce, and moved closer to him: "What is the situation, you quickly analyze and analyze..."

"We fell into his trap from the beginning."

Bruce's body was also a little stiff at this time, "I suspect it's an environmental problem here." "

"Wait for you to teleport away, we can't all plant here."

"And you say."

Deadpool rolled his eyes when he heard this, "I left early if I could go, I don't know what's going on in this damn place, I could teleport before, but now I can't press it at all." "

“......"

Bruce was silent for a while, looking at Diana, who had gradually fallen into the downwind on the other side, and Natasha, Steve and the others who surrounded him, and said with a calm face:

"Then don't talk nonsense, hit it."

"I let Barry go before and he'll finish the next thing."

Buzzing!!

Barry raced through the streets of New York at breakneck speed, arriving at antique shops in Chinatown in an instant.

"Daddy, Mr. Wayne asked me to come."

Using the divine speed force many times in a day, Barry's body was also a little overwhelmed, his left hand supporting the door frame of the antique store, his right hand supporting his knee, panting heavily, his face was a little pale.

In the antique shop, Dad had changed into a white mage robe at this time, and seeing Barry like this, he shook his head and sighed:

"Come in."

"The Foundation has told Papa Amon about his ability to steal anything no higher than his life, even time, fate, thoughts, extraordinary abilities.

..."

"If you want to deal with him, Dad actually doesn't have a good way."

"So what should we do, Daddy?!"

Barry listened a little anxiously.

"Oh, don't be in a hurry."

Daddy raised his hand and knocked on Barry's head, "Daddy is thinking here..."

"Uh oh."

Barry didn't dare to refute, nodded honestly, and he sat in a chair in the antique shop, fidgeting and waiting for his dad to figure it out.

"That's right."

At this time, Dad patted himself on the head, "You guys don't have Klein. Moretti's tarot cards, you can try that ah, he and Amon have not been very easy to deal with. "

"Okay, thanks Daddy."

Barry immediately nodded when he heard this, and came to the Avengers Mansion with lightning speed, only to find that the tarot card was no longer here.

"Jarvis, do you know where that fool's tarot card is?"

"Barry. Mr. Allen, I have informed Mr. Stark, and he gave that tarot card to Colonel Rhodes. "

"This is where Colonel Rhode is now."

Jarvis's service has always been very thoughtful, and while speaking, he has projected Rhode's satellite positioning.

"I see."

Barry took a closer look, remembered where it was, and then ran quickly again, arriving at Poling Air Force Base in Washington, D.C. in the blink of an eye.

Rod piloted the escape pod and had just landed here, holding the tarot card and communicating with Tony.

"Hey... Tony, can you hear me? How do you use this tarot card? "

"Now that the situation is urgent, I can see the terrifyingly large demon god in Washington." (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"Shhhh

On the other side of the phone was a busy signal.

Tony and Clark stood side by side, looking solemnly at Amon who suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Why not answer him, Klein. Didn't Moretti deliberately leave his tarot cards against me? "

Amon had a gentle smile on his face.

But the words he said made Tony feel chills in his heart.

He silently instructed Jarvis to turn on the power of the psychic defense device to the maximum, and said strongly:

"Since you already know, why do you still appear, this is not the choice of a smart person ..."

"Hehe, I have already said that sometimes, strength is not the key to victory or defeat."

Amon shook his head with a smile, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

In an instant, the tarot card in Rhode's hand appeared in front of him.

"You know what."

Amon stretched out his middle and forefinger of his right hand and clamped the tarot card, "Klein. Moretti and I are mortal enemies, and no one knows him better than I do. "

"He left this card to show that his injury is still very serious and needs to sleep to recover slowly, so that he does not have the energy to pay attention to the world."

"And that means the same."

"Now he can be deceived."

Amon chuckled and let go of his hand, and the tarot cards slowly fell to the ground, releasing a mysterious light of the stars.

Boom boom -

A god wrapped in gray mist and wearing a dark cloak appeared above the earth, his eyes as deep as the sea.

"I thought leaving a real projection would deal with me, Klein, you're really getting arrogant."

A dangerous light flashed in Amon's eyes, and with a wave of his hand, the huge demon god condensed by Strange released an incomparably terrifying coercion.

Rumble!!!

A battle soon broke out between the two.

The gray-white mist spread across the sky and the earth, and time, space and fate were distorted at the same time, and Strange, who absorbed half of the Nightmare Dimension Origin and part of the Eye Demon Shumagolas Origin, was unexpectedly defeated.

"But that's the end of it."

Looking at the huge demon god above the earth, being worn out by the gray-white mist little by little, Amun's expression did not fluctuate in the slightest, and he reached forward a little.

Strange burned a large number of dimensional origins and sublimated divine personalities by Amon to absorb, while he himself faded little by little in the gray-white mist.

In the end, when Strange disappeared, the projection of the gods wrapped in gray mist seemed to have completed its mission and dissipated just as quickly.

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