People in Marvel are not good at being mages

Chapter 102 The Situation Reversed

In a space invisible to Christine, Little Brother C emerged from the door of the emergency room.

Just in time to see Strange being rescued.

How can this work? Little Brother C rushed over and punched Strange directly.

Not to be outdone, Strange punched his younger brother B, and the two fought with their souls, occasionally dealing magical damage, which alarmed Christine who was being injected.

The two fought from the emergency room to the corridor, and then from the corridor to the emergency room. After all, Strange was injured, and gradually he couldn't beat younger brother C, who knocked him unconscious.

In reality, Strange's body breathed his last, and he entered a state of suspended animation in an instant.

"Beep beep..." The machine sounded an alarm.

Seeing this, Christine quickly pulled over the defibrillator, activated the power supply, and defibrillated Strange directly without hesitation.

"Hiss!!!" Although his soul was not breathing, Strange took a long breath after waking up.

This feeling of death is too uncomfortable, if possible, he never wants to try again.

"Again!"

Seeing Strange's spirit appear again, Christine was startled again.

"what?"

"Increase the power and try again."

"No, your body won't take it."

"listen to me!"

"Oh my god!"

Christine paid attention, since Strange asked so, then he has his reasons.

Here, Strange tightly grasped little brother C and pressed him against the wall, almost unable to hold on anymore.

Christine turned the machine up to maximum power, pointed it at her chest, and pressed down.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, little brother C's soul was wiped out.

Strange hurried back to his body.

"call!!!"

His body sat up from the bed at once.

"Ahhh!!!" Christine was startled.

"are you OK?"

"Fortunately."

Strange nodded, and then lay down again, the wound still needs to be stitched up.

Christine took the tools and sewed it up for him.

"I didn't expect you to come back like this after so long."

"It flew out of the body."

"I know, in fact, I miss you very much."

"I've written you a lot of emails, but you haven't responded to any of them."

"Why should I go back?"

"Christine, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

"I think you're right, I was just a jerk, treated you badly, and broke your heart."

"You deserve to meet someone better." Strange felt a dull pain in his heart after saying these insincere words, which was even more painful than the suffocation just now.

"You really scared me." Christine interrupted Strange in time, she didn't want Strange to sever the relationship between them with such a sentence.

"I want to know what the hell happened, where did you go?"

Sad to be sad, Christine is still very curious about where Strange has been recently, and he actually came up with such a miraculous thing.

"I came to Kathmandu after discovering that medical skills were useless for my hands."

"Kathmandu?"

"Yes."

"Is that the Bob Segal song?"

"That song was on the A side of the Beautiful Losers album in 1975." Strange said exactly which album the song was on.

"Then I came to a place called Karma Taj and met a guy named John Thompson."

"John Thompson?"

"Yes."

"Is that the one I know?"

"Maybe yes, his identity is unusual, and now he is my master."

"My God, Stephen, you will also learn from a teacher?"

"He did teach me to borrow unknown powers."

As everyone knows, after watching his entire battle, John is already desperate for him to practice orthodox magic.

Although Strange was very efficient in borrowing the power of Weissandi, and his magic level was getting higher and higher, but there was still a huge gap before he reached the fifth level and became the next supreme mage.

It seems that a solution must be found. Perhaps, the power of the dark latitude is a good choice.

Although John also wants to borrow the power of his own magic source to other mages, so that they are more controlled by John, but the source of magic is less than level seven, so they can't even lend it to others.

So, John could only think of the dark latitude.

In the emergency room, the sutures were done quickly, and Strange sat up immediately.

"What are you going to do?"

Christine was in a hurry, Strange's wound had just been stitched up, and he couldn't move in a short time.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, the magic incident is not over yet."

Christine had no choice but to help Strange to the warehouse.

"Crack!"

The moment after opening the door, Christine opened her mouth wide.

The gate of latitude that Strange left here has not dissipated. Christine looked at the space behind the gate of latitude and opened her eyes wide. Everything Strange said was actually true.

Strange walked into the Latitude Gate and said, "I really have to go, bye."

After speaking, the gate of latitude dissipated.

"boom!"

A broom fell.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Suddenly, Christine was startled.

New York Temple.

It was a mess here, Strange saw little brother C who died in the corridor, and then the levitating cloak slowly and automatically put on him.

This was his first murder in the true sense, but he didn't feel any discomfort. A doctor who is used to seeing life and death in the operating room is so willful.

On the second floor, the magic weapon that originally bound Casillas was lying on the ground, and Casillas had long since disappeared.

Strange was a little lost.

"Strange!"

It turned out to be Master Modu, and he finally came.

"The cloak?"

"I don't know what happened."

Strange wiped the cloak, and could feel the cloak's happiness at this moment.

"It likes you." Modu affirmed.

"A cloak is a rare magic weapon."

Behind Modu, John slowly appeared.

"My lord (teacher)."

"Iker Casillas disappeared."

"I know." John's look of victory made both Mordo and Strange curious.

Of course, what they didn't know was that Casillas was let go by John.

For Strange's experience, John really put in a lot of effort, he is indeed a good teacher.

Strange: ('Δ)!
"I am in control of his actions, so you don't have to worry."

"Teacher, I just killed someone. When I was a doctor, I swore that I would only save people in my life, but I didn't expect that I would kill someone."

Strange was in a bit of pain, maybe his mind would be properly lowered in front of the teacher, which was what John wanted to see.

"Mage Strange."

"No, don't call me a mage, I'm a doctor, call me a doctor."

"Well, Mage Strange, your choice is not wrong. They are all guys who chose the dark camp. The fanatical pursuit of Dormammu is already hopeless. You killed him, but you saved him." Countless ordinary people, do you understand?"

"Yes, is it?"

"Of course, if you don't kill him, how many ordinary people will he harm? Strange, remember, you are a mage of Kama Taj, you must uphold justice and judge the wicked."

"I understand!" Strange thought for a long time, and finally understood something.

"call!"

John breathed a sigh of relief, if he didn't understand, he didn't know how to make it up.

(End of this chapter)