A mob of clones

"What? You locked him up. How did you do that?"

Looking at the Marvel Cinematic Universe in front of him, Doctor Strange of Light showed some suspicion in his eyes.

Of course, it’s not that he doubts Marvel Wuhe’s strength.

Marvel's Witch Crane is the helper found by the Ancient One. How could Strange deny the Ancient One's vision?

Anyone who can be noticed by the other party must be a rare strong person in the world.

But the problem is that the oppressive feeling that Dark Doctor Strange gave him just now was too strong.

The opponent's strength is really too much, and he is also a powerful magician.

To be honest, Doctor Strange couldn't think of any way to trap the other party and prevent him from escaping.

And looking at the puzzled expression of Doctor Strange of Light, Marvel Wu He smiled and turned to look around. As Doctor Strange of Dark was imprisoned, the universe gradually returned to normal, and everything returned to its original place.

When I turned around, I saw a dazzling bald head appearing behind me.

He looked at Strange next to him, then looked at the Ancient One on the other side and smiled slightly.

"I've said it before, Jianghu is not just about fighting and killing, it also involves the ways of the world."

"He was originally trapped in a cage called obsession."

"And I just materialized this cage."

"The trouble should end it."

……

In the Marvel world, in a strange space, Dark Doctor Strange also had a confused look on his face.

Not long ago, he held Doctor Strange's throat with one hand, activated magic that attributed all power to himself, and was about to recover the part of Doctor Strange's power that was split by the Ancient One.

And wait until he returns to his most complete state.

As long as he can restore himself to full health, he can break the absolute time point and rescue Christine.

But at a certain moment, his hands suddenly felt empty.

The red fire in his mouth and eyes slowly faded away.

There was only a pitch-black void before my eyes, nothing at all.

There is no time, no space, no light, no Doctor Strange.

only……

"Christine?!!"

Dark Doctor Strange's eyes suddenly widened as he looked at a familiar figure floating not far in front of him, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

He took a step forward and stumbled to the ground.

But how could he care about this at this moment?
It suddenly rolled in the void, like a rolling stone, and rolled directly to the feet of the familiar figure.

His entire head was buried directly in the chest of the unconscious figure.

then……

"what--"

"Clap--"

A scream rang out in the void, along with the sound of a slap.

Christine suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the strange figure that was pressing against her chest. She was backing away in the completely powerless void in a duck-sitting posture.

He looked at the strange man in front of him with a ferocious face.

The whole person was extremely angry.

Where did this thug come from? How dare you take advantage of me?!

If he wasn't wearing a formal dress and had no weapons with him.

I didn't even know where my high heels flew off to.

Otherwise, she might not be able to deal with the guy in front of her with just two slaps.

And the Dark Doctor Strange

He covered his face where Kristen had hit him, feeling the familiar force, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

This man who had studied in the Magic Seat Library for centuries, devoured countless monsters, and endured countless pains without shedding a single tear, finally couldn't hold back his tears, which flowed down his entire face.

He looked up at the woman in front of him, and reached out to touch his face, as if he wanted to keep the temperature of his face by friction, to prove that everything in front of him was real and not his own unfounded fantasy...

As Christine looked at Strange, who was in tears, her eyes showed a bit of confusion.

"What is this guy doing in front of me?"

"I should have just slapped him and didn't do anything else, right?"

"Why is he crying like this?"

While thinking, she couldn't help but look at her palms.

I was thinking, maybe I awakened some strange power during my sleep, otherwise why would the guy in front of me be in so much pain?
but……

Looking at the strange old man in front of her wearing a strange cloak and constantly rubbing the cheek that she had hit, Christine subconsciously shuddered all over.

The look in Dark Doctor Strange's eyes couldn't help but become even weirder when he opened the box.

"Could it be that the guy in front of me is a masochist?"

"I'm crying not because of the pain, but because of something else..."

Thinking of a certain possibility, Christine looked at the person in front of her with even more disgust.

Just watching, Christine couldn't help but frown, feeling that something seemed to be wrong.

I looked at the person in front of me carefully, and felt a strong sense of familiarity emerging.

It was not until a long time later that Christine uttered a name with a little doubt.

"Stephen?"

"is it you?"

Hearing Christine calling his name, Dark Doctor Strange came back to his senses in an instant, raised his head and looked at Christine in front of him.

At this moment, the ferocity he had displayed when he was facing off against Doctor Strange had completely disappeared.

With the spread beard on his face, he looks like an ordinary middle-aged man in strange clothes.

Combined with the faint dark circles under his eyes, his aura seemed particularly depressing.

He lowered his head slightly and nodded.

"it's me."

Upon hearing the reply, Christine, who had been trying to get away, suddenly stopped what she was doing and looked at the Dark Doctor Strange in front of her with an incredible look on her face.

The two pairs of eyes met each other.

Christine felt a little dizzy for some reason.

A series of memories came into her mind from nowhere.

The memory of death again and again swirled in her mind.

The pain of death again and again made Christine frown slightly, and her whole face was wrinkled.

Seeing Christine in such a state, Dark Doctor Strange became anxious and hurried forward to hold her.

But the other party stopped him directly with his hand.

At this time, Christine was digesting the memories in her mind.

What came into his mind was not only the pain of dying, but also something else.

She raised her head and looked at the anxious Dark Doctor Strange in front of her. Strange's sad face in every memory also appeared in her eyes at this time. The scenes overlapped with Strange in front of her, and even the pain brought by the memory of death seemed to be suppressed a little.

It was as if he understood something, and as if he wanted to know something.

She spoke again.

"Stephen, am I dead?"

Hearing this, Dark Doctor Strange opened his mouth, wanting to deny it.

But Kristen is a journalist by profession and a very strong person.

It is naturally impossible to lie about such a thing.

Meeting the other's eyes, even though Dark Doctor Strange possessed the power to destroy the entire universe, he couldn't help but lower his head slightly and nodded.

It seemed as if he was a little afraid to look directly into the eyes of the person in front of him whom he had spent countless efforts to save.

Looking at the appearance of Dark Doctor Strange in front of her, Christine roughly understood something and let out a long sigh.

He slowly came in front of Strange.

She held his face with her hands and slowly lifted his head so that his eyes met hers.

At this moment, the image of Dark Doctor Strange was extremely distorted and terrifying, like countless double images stacked together, but Christine didn't care.

Still boldly looking at each other.

“I don’t know what happened though.”

"But you must have been through a lot, right?"

“It must be very hard, right?”

"Tell me about it, will you?"

In an instant, dots of red once again flooded into the dark Doctor Strange's eyes.

He nodded vigorously and held Christine in his arms.

"Yes, I will..."

“It’s a very long story.”

"I'll talk for a long time."

"And until this story is finished, let us stay together."

……

Watching everything that happened in the crystal wall in Marvel Wuhe's hand, Doctor Strange and the Ancient One outside the crystal wall couldn't help but remain silent.

The Ancient One was simply looking at the crystal wall in Marvel's Wuhe's hand.

As for Doctor Strange, there are more other meanings.

For example...

envious……

What he said to Dark Doctor Strange before was not false.

There was absolutely no falsehood in his feelings for Christine.

The only difference between the two is the choice.

How he wished that he was the one staying with Christine at this moment...

Feeling the emotions of Ancient One and Strange in front of him, Marvel Wu He smiled slightly, reached out and took back the crystal wall in his hand and said:
"I think the matter is almost resolved here."

Marvel Wu He's voice rang out, waking up the two people in front of him.

Strange said nothing.

Master Gu Yi was the first to perform the salute.

He was the one who invited Marvel Wu He, so naturally she should be the one to thank him.

"Thank you Mr. Wu He for your help to our universe."

"If you need any help later, you can come to me, or Stephen."

"As long as it is something we can do, we will definitely not refuse."

As he said this, he looked at Doctor Strange, and the other party naturally nodded in agreement without any doubt.

In response, Marvel Wu He smiled and waved his hand.

Marvel's Wu He didn't actually do much this time.

After he went back in time and tried to use the Soul Stone to save Christine's soul but failed, he realized that the power in the current universe was powerless to fight against the universe's own corrections.

Marvel Wu He thought of a way to deal with it.

Since the power of the current universe cannot defy the correction force of the current universe.

Why not try the power of other universes?

Marvel Wuhe originally wanted to use the Fool's grafting ability or create a bug by mistake.

But after thinking about it, he decided to use another method - the cosmic crystal wall.

Marvel Wuhe previously destroyed the zombie Marvel world.

The entire universe shrank directly into a tiny purple crystal wall that was less than the size of three rooms and one living room.

Don't underestimate this crystal wall because it is small.

But in fact its essence is still a universe.

Just like the Infinity Stones in every universe are not exactly the same.

The universe itself is not all the same.

Marvel Wuhe pulls the dying soul of Christine closer to the crystal wall of the zombie Marvel Universe.

Then Kristen would become a member of the zombie Marvel Universe.

Use the corrective power of the Dark Doctor Strange universe to kill zombies from the Marvel Universe?

Haha, it’s absolutely the right time. You have such great authority!
So Christine was retained.

Since Christine is not dead, the next action will be even easier.

Marvel's Wu He also pulled Dark Doctor Strange into the crystal wall.

Let the two meet and confirm each other's identities, and the matter will naturally be resolved.

So although the Dark Doctor Strange's copy should theoretically be much more troublesome than the Zombie Marvel one.

But in fact, Marvel Wuhe didn't really do anything...

However, the amount of effort cannot be completely equated with merit.

Marvel Wu He felt very at ease with the grateful looks from the two people in front of him.

Even when the Ancient One and Doctor Strange in front of him invited him to visit Kamartaki and have dinner at the restaurant, he did not refuse.

Until a few days later...

Marvel Wu He then said goodbye and left.

Both Doctor Strange and the Ancient One want to retain Marvel's Witch Crane, wanting to add another powerful figure to their universe.

But Marvel Wuhe did not agree.

After all, his journey is not just to the sea of ​​stars...

……

(End of this chapter)