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"Are you adjusting the Vishanti magic circle?"

Wang watched Doctor Strange's movements for a while, then bent down and stretched out his finger: "That, there is a missing line."

"Thanks," Doctor Strange casually pinched a golden line of magic power to fill in the missing position: "I hope that next time Dormammu comes here, I won't touch this place again, it's too troublesome to repair the Vishanti magic circle."

Wang couldn't believe it: "...you still want it to come again???"

"Just a sentiment," Doctor Strange shrugged. "Can't you have a sense of humor?"

Wang Pi bent the corner of his mouth with a half-smile.

While repairing, Doctor Strange asked without raising his head, "Have the mages of Karma Taj been settled?"

Wang said: "You have to ask Mo Du, he is the one in charge of this matter."

At this time, a golden halo appeared from behind them, and Mordo walked in, and replied, "It's all arranged." He looked at Doctor Strange, raised his eyebrows, "They all asked me why the Supreme Master didn't come, I said he was doing a very important thing and couldn't show up for the time being."

"That's very correct," Doctor Strange filled in the last bit of gaps, straightening out the scattered lines.Immediately, the Vishanti magic circle flashed, rose in front of them, suspended in the air at half a person's height, and slowly spun: "I am doing very important things."

"Oh, so now you're done." Modu crossed his arms and said, "Shouldn't you go see them too, after all, the ancient one mage she..." He paused unnaturally, and then said: "You The new Sorcerer Supreme needs to show his face."

"Of course." Doctor Strange said: "Now the three great temples are waiting to be built. After repairing the Vishanti magic circle, at least we have the confidence to guarantee the safety of the temple. I think we can now..."

He paused suddenly.Then he tilted his head slightly, as if sensing something.

Modu looked at his expression and said, "You don't plan to go?"

Doctor Strange drew a portal out: "I'm afraid I have to meet a friend now."

"Okay," Modu shrugged, "Remember, hurry up, I'll be right here waiting for you."

Doctor Strange nodded, and Wang and Mordo disappeared behind him as the aperture of the portal disappeared.He stood in front of a door in the New York Temple, confirmed that the breath of outsiders disappeared from here, and then pushed the door and walked in.

Strange space fluctuations rushed towards him, and he stepped into a strange space full of chaos and intertwining.

On

Not long after becoming Karma Taj's apprentice, Strange learned from the book that the plane they live in is just a drop in the ocean among many planes, parallel spaces are not legends, and there are even tens of thousands of dimensions.It's just that they are not closely related to each other, so there is no way to actually prove the existence of parallel spaces with current scientific methods.

But magic is different.

This is a different space created by Master Gu Yi, which connects the earth with countless planes and dimensions.

The space here is chaotic, and the door from when he came has disappeared after Doctor Strange came to this space, and there is only a platform behind him that represents the plane of the earth.He stepped onto the steps in front of him and walked up step by step.

Suddenly, Doctor Strange's eyes stopped somewhere on the steps.He leaned over to touch it, and his fingertips were stained with a little wet red.

The bloodstains are still very new, and have not been automatically removed by the space here.Realizing this, Doctor Strange quickened his pace. He passed many twisted stairs and platforms along the dripping blood, and finally felt the breath of outsiders again.

At the same time, the talisman cloak also became agitated, pushing him to rush forward.Doctor Strange was almost pushed, so he had to frown and pat the side of the cloak, and asked in a low voice, "You know him too?"

The long collar of the cloak was bent twice in a human nod.

During this time of their exchange, Doctor Strange has climbed the last step and stood on the platform.

A faint dark aura suddenly enveloped it, it was the aura emanating from the dimension connected here through the space barrier.

This feeling couldn't help but make Doctor Strange frowned, and then he saw a person collapsed close to the barrier, and the red blood he had pursued formed a pool under him, which hadn't dried up yet.

Doctor Strange quickly came to his side, squatted down, and bent one leg.He stretched out his slender fingers that trembled nervously, and brushed away the soft hair hanging from his cheeks.

—It was Erberist.

His eyes were closed, and the thin eyelashes were silhouetted against the eyelids, and the eyes showed an extremely weak dark blue.There was only a little light color left on the lips, but the corners of the lips were stained bright red by the blood, and a glaring mark was drawn on the pale cheeks, dripping to the ground.He seemed to be still in unbearable pain, even though he was unconscious, there was still a painful crease between his brows.

The horns growing on the forehead have also lost their luster, and the black cloak on his body has no protective effect because of the owner's current state, and it is scattered messily, like a tired man lying on the ground.

Crow feathers, the color of blood is still faintly soaked between the lines.

To be cautious, Doctor Strange didn't move him hastily, but first confirmed his state—it wasn't too bad, but it definitely wasn't good either.

The superficial wound on the abdomen was already healed, but because he forcibly used magic to open the space door and dragged the body here, it was torn again. The blood that Doctor Strange saw along the way may be due to this.

But the dark atmosphere here is healing his wounds faster, so it doesn't look so bad, and Doctor Strange guesses that's why he took the trouble to come here.But despite this, the hideous laceration on the abdomen still needs to be dealt with as soon as possible.

Although Dr. Strange's hands could no longer support him on the operating table because of a car accident, but fortunately magic is not connected to modern medicine, and he can now treat it in another way.

Doctor Strange didn't stop the levitation cloak from wrapping Erberist's fingers carefully—he had noticed that Erberist's fingertips were cold, and his body even trembled slightly under his palm—he clapped over his shoulder, motioning for the cloak to come off his body first, and whispered, "You watch him here, I'll go get something."

The cloak wrapped around him, then quickly wrapped around Urberister.

Doctor Strange was very fast and came back in a short while.As soon as he stretched out his palm, a rolled up blanket appeared under his palm, stretched himself out flat, and floated at half a person's height.

He didn't need the cloak to direct him. He carefully placed Erberist on the blanket by himself, wrapped it around for a moment, and finally got Doctor Strange to pat him before finally returning to his shoulder.

Doctor Strange looked at Erberist's wound, a little worried.

The scaly leather coat on his body is very hard, and he doesn't know what kind of weapon he was injured in this way-but the problem is that Doctor Strange didn't find the interface of this suit, which means that the hemostatic bandage he brought became a display.

After thinking again and again, he put the bandage with the spell tattooed on the side first, unscrewed a black crystal bottle, and dripped the liquid on the wound that was still oozing blood.

Erberist's body trembled violently, and a low, hoarse grunt came out of his throat.

This intense stimulation forcibly woke him up from his drowsy exhaustion. Oberist opened his foggy eyes and vaguely noticed a figure standing in front of him.

He didn't care about anything else, subconsciously wanted to cover his face.

Doctor Strange immediately held his hand: "Don't move." Seeing the look of fear in those beautiful golden pupils, he frowned, and then softened his voice: "Erberist, I know you are who."

Oberist was pinched by his hand, and it took him a long time to realize who was standing there.He lost all resistance in an instant as if he lost his strength, accompanied by rapid and hoarse panting and light coughing.

Doctor Strange released his hand and looked away from his face: "The clothes on your body cover the wound, and I can't stop the bleeding for you."

Erberister closed his eyes halfway, and did not move. The leather clothes on his body suddenly disappeared along the lines of the scales, revealing a pale and thin waist. Trembling slightly.

In the following process, he was trembling with pain, his lips were tight, but he didn't have the strength to shout.In the end, Doctor Strange wrapped a bandage around his waist, and the golden spell on it disappeared in a flash, and Erberist felt a warmth emanating from it, and even the pain was greatly reduced.

He slumped on the blanket, finally letting himself gasp.

His back was drenched with cold sweat, and the cool water color flashed across his pale back, and then he was wrapped in the black leather coat that spread up again.

Doctor Strange draped the black cloak that he took off just now for convenience, and Erberist finally recovered a bit, and said with heavy tiredness: "You..."

"As far as I know, many things happened during the time you disappeared." Doctor Strange said without waiting for Erberist to speak, "But I don't think now is a good time to answer you."

Erberist had to admit that he was quite right.He was extremely sleepy, and his eyes went black for a while, and he might fall asleep again within a minute after hearing it.

Doctor Strange said: "I will stay in the New York Temple in the near future, so you don't have to worry about waking up and not seeing me."

Erberister gave a low "hmm": "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Doctor Strange said reservedly: "When we first met, you said that you should pick a suitable time to see me. To be honest, I don't think the time you chose is so suitable. This is simply worse than the last time. It's going to be bad."

This is obviously a joke, like a Doctor Strange "you don't have to care".

Erberister licked the corners of his mouth to save face, and then couldn't resist the tiredness, and fell into sleep again.

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