In the dark, what is guiding yourself.

Stephen Strange thought so with great confidence.

The place name Kama Taj has lingered in my ears for many times.

He was originally a materialist, but now he is not so firm.

After all, as a top surgeon, Stephen Strange knew very well that modern medicine could not cure his hands.

So naturally, hope is placed on the mystery outside of science.

That sudden car accident not only destroyed his hands, but also destroyed his confidence, career and love.

Stephen Strange didn't know what was waiting for him ahead, but all he could do was keep going.

However, when Stephen Strange was concentrating on finding redemption, he did not find that he was also targeted. When he was trying to pass through an alley, four malicious people stopped him.

This situation happened many times during Stephen Strange's journey, and he said in his heart that he was so bad.

To be honest, he has become like this, and he doesn't know how long it took for him to clean it up. He is covered in sloppy and ragged clothes, just like those who have escaped. Why is anyone still eyeing him?

"Sorry, everyone, I don't have money."

Based on the principle that a hero does not suffer losses in front of him, Stephen Strange lowered his head to express his obedience.

“Hand up your watch”

The leader spoke.

Stephen Strange's face suddenly turned ugly and he subconsciously covered his wrist.

I gave the others, and this watch was the last bit of thought left by my ex-girlfriend.

Stephen Strange, who was trying to resist, was beaten up.

But in the end, a man wearing a hood appeared, rescued Stephen Strange, who had not yet succeeded, helped him get his watch back, and asked with great certainty.

"You're looking for Kama Taj"

The man showed his true face, a black man with scars on his face and didn't look easy to get along with.

Stephen Strange nodded and followed each other, and the two walked through the crowded streets and came to a shabby wooden door.

"Is this Kama Taj?"

Stephen Strange couldn't help asking.

"I asked the same question when I first came, and I advise you to forget your self-righteousness and be polite. Everyone is not in a good mood these days."

The black man stopped in place and suggested seriously.

"no problem"

Stephen Strange agreed very simply and followed the other party into the building.

Compared to the noisy and crowded outside, behind the door seems to be another world.

Quiet and tidy, with a mysterious feeling in the simplicity.

"This is my master's temple... I used to be, now I belong to Lord Beatris."

"Beatris? This name sounds like a little girl"

The black brother glanced at Stephen Strange and warned silently.

"Sorry, forget to be self-righteous and be polite"

Stephen Strange remembered what he had just promised, and had improved a lot compared to before, at least he knew that he had to maintain enough humility on other people's territory.

The two of them came to an elegant hall while they were talking.

There were several mages sitting in the hall.

But it attracted Stephen Strange to be a wooden coffin in the middle of the hall.

Feeling the sad atmosphere, he understood why the black man just now said that everyone was in a bad mood.

I'm dead, can I feel better?

By the way, should I give one on the spot?

Stephen Starlanch thought uncertainly.

After traveling here, he also had some understanding of the oriental culture.

While hesitating, a figure who was out of place with the surrounding environment and seemed particularly bright appeared on the coffin board.

No, it should be said that the other party has been there all the time.

But my attention just now was attracted by the coffin in front of me.

Sitting on the coffin was a half-large girl.

Perhaps it would be more accurate to describe a young girl.

I have to say that I have never seen such a shiny existence in my past life.

It's purely a literal explanation.

It really has a bright feeling of shiningness.

Just sitting there exudes a sense of extraordinary vulgarity, and you will feel inferior when you look at it twice.

Apart from the pair of fluffy and elastic pairs of ponytails, the most amazing thing is the pink pupils that look like butterflies.

The clothes he wore were also different from those around him.

It is bright and bright, and it doesn't feel like it is in the same style. I really don't know why the other person appears here.

The young girl sat on the coffin board and looked at the books in her hand intently. She seemed so peaceful and peaceful, which calmed Stephen Strange's impetuous and anxious heart.

But soon he realized that it was important to come here.

And even if he is a Westerner, he knows that sitting on a coffin is a very impolite thing. Why isn't there any of the adults present?

Since no one cares about it...

Then he would just pretend that he hadn't seen it.

"Mr. Beatrice, the person has arrived"

The black brother leaned over and said respectfully.

Stephen Starlanch glanced at him and stopped in turn on the people in the hall.

Why are they all men?

The name Beatries should be a woman.

Just when he was puzzled, the young girl on the coffin put the book in her hand together and nodded.

"Thank you for your hard work, Modu"

"It's my pleasure"

Modu bowed to show respect for the Tao.

“…”

Stephen Strange suddenly felt that he had lost all his money and came here, which was a joke.

But he had come, and he wanted to see what these people were planning to do.

Poverty makes oneself fearless.

"I have to say that you are here at the right time, just as you are in the seventh place of Master Ancient One"

Betty slowed down her speech a little, which would make her mature.

But under the appearance of this young girl, it is obviously meaningless to do so.

"who?"

"The last supreme mage was supposed to meet you, but now she is retired, so there is nothing she can do, she can only be me."

"Retirement? Are you referring to lying in the coffin?"

"Don't use your shallow thoughts to understand death. For ancient times, death is just another beginning."

When Betty mentioned the word "One or two" in ancient times, her tone was obviously much heavier, which shows that the two of them were not considered harmonious when they got along some time ago.

"Okay, okay, I don't want to talk to a little kid about the philosophy of death, I just want to know if there was ever a cure here, a man named Pan Born, a once paralyzed patient."

Stephen Strange interrupted impatiently.

"child?"

Betty's eyes narrowed.

Morton, standing behind Stephen Strange, sighed helplessly and lowered his head, as if he couldn't bear to look at what was going to happen next.

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Chapter completed!