"Hey, stop sleeping, Strange, wake up."
The sudden sound of Dr. Stephen Strange was awakened by a sweet sleep.
He suddenly opened his eyes and saw Donald Black, a medical student standing in front of him, who looked anxious, and the temporary assistant to this national inspection tour.
"What's wrong? Donald, it's like his tail is burning."
Dr. Stephen was a little angry. He rubbed his eyes and said dissatisfiedly:
"Is there anything wrong?"
"A critically ill patient just was sent to the emergency room. The doctor, he was in a car accident and had a spinal nerve damage. He needed to undergo spinal fusion surgery, but only you can do this surgery."
Thor pointed to the direction of the operating room, and he rubbed his hands eagerly, saying to the doctor whose expression became serious:
"Do you need me as your surgical assistant?"
"you?"
Stephen stood up and moved his shoulders, and he said to Thor:
"You can't do it. You're just a medical student. Your experience and knowledge are too different. I inform Palmer that I need her..."
"Oh, she's gone, right?"
"Um."
Thor nodded, and he said:
"Dr. Christine took a plane to leave Austin this morning and went back to New York. Speaking of which, you were really arguing last night."
"I just don't understand why she is obsessed with staying in the emergency room. She obviously has a better choice."
Stephen changed into surgical gowns with Thor's help, and he told Thor:
"Donald, you are so handsome, you must have a good relationship with women, you said..."
"I don't know, doctor, my emotional life is also a mess. I just remembered that I seemed to let a woman down..."
Thor interrupted Dr. Stephen's complaint, saying:
"Anyway, do you need this hospital to find another assistant for you?"
"Other people?"
Dr. Strange showed an iconic ego expression on his face, and he shook his head:
"Others are not as good as you, Donald, you have at least talent, all they have is a mediocre life..."
"Forget it, come with me, I will be the assistant number two, and let the best neurosurgeon in this hospital be my first assistant. Hey, why are you holding an umbrella? There is no place in the operating room, put it down!"
"But, doctor..."
"Nothing but! I said, let it go, undergraduate students, come with me quickly, a life is waiting for me to save."
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On the other side, on the rooftop of a tall building in Austin.
Johnny Blaze woke up from his sleep in a daze.
He rubbed his head in a daze and sat up from the ground. His head hurts, his brain is messy, and his back is sore, just like the wind that was riding a bike in the dark all night.
It was like having a terrifying dream, and the dream was not awake yet.
"Are you awake?"
A woman's voice sounded beside Johnny. He turned his head and saw a woman wearing a bold red jumpsuit, high heels, and cloak with beautiful white hair sitting on the edge of the rooftop.
She leaned against the wall, as if she was basking in the sun, and there was a lady's cigarette in her slender fingers.
This woman is very beautiful, her figure is extremely perfect, her chest is white and seductive, making the man feel dry mouth when he sees her, and then he can think of getting up...
But the problem is that there were two weird ornaments on her forehead, which were demonic horns twisted into some weird arc.
There are circles of patterns on it, and it is like waxed, shining under the sun.
"Who are you..."
Johnny got up from the ground with vigilance. Because of his past experiences, he was strongly alert to these gods and ghosts.
He was not fascinated by Satana's beauty. He looked at the surrounding environment and realized that the scattered chaotic memories in his mind, the burning skeletons, the crazy laughter, and fighting with the thunder, were likely...
Not a dream.
"My name is Satana. Hellstorm, little cutie."
Satana sprayed a wisp of smoke from her mouth, she moved her long hair and stared at Johnny with black eyes as she looked at the Ghost Rider.
Well, this face looks a bit rough at first, but it looks like a prodigal with its very flavorful beard and slightly scattered hair.
Moreover, the blue eyes have a soft light like a lover, and it is melancholy enough that it will definitely make many women fall into it.
"Don't be afraid, Johnny, I'll pick you up home."
The female half-demon threw away the cigarette, she stood up, stepped apart, and walked towards Johnny who was constantly retreating.
Satana's figure became illusory, and the dancing afterimage was pulled out in the sun. In an instant, she came to Johnny. She stretched out her hands and hugged Johnny's cheeks like a lover.
The next moment, those plump and seductive lips were kissing Johnny's mouth.
This is the witch's kiss.
It looks erotic, but it is not that comfortable in fact.
During this passionate kiss, Johnny's vitality entered Satana's body like flowing water. After more than ten seconds, Satana let go of Johnny and let out an attractive and comfortable moan.
In front of her, Johnny seemed to have been aged several decades.
But a force surged in Johnny's body, and in just a few seconds, Johnny's face became younger again.
This made a trace of surprise flash in Satana's eyes, and she bent down and planned to have another passionate kiss.
But a hand with gloves pressed on Satana's arm, forcibly pulling her away from the confused Johnny Blaze.
"Don't play this dangerous game, sister."
Damon, in the human form, stepped out of Johnny's shadow. He looked at his mischievous sister with dissatisfaction, and said:
"You don't know how irritable and difficult that guy in his body is... Merlin is not here, if something happens, it will be difficult for us to end."
"All right."
Satana put her finger on her lips, as if it was the kiss before recalling her, she stuck out her tongue, licked her lips, and said to Johnny:
"What a pity, little cutie, then we can only play next time."
"Please don't care about the unkind things my sister did, Johnny, my friend."
Damon stretched out his hand and helped Johnny clean his collar. The hazy half-demon said to Johnny, who was still confused about the situation:
"We come without malice, we just send you an invitation."
Johnny took a step back. Maybe Satana's kiss was dangerous, but the female half-demon looked at least pleasing to the eye.
It felt even worse to get close to Damon, as if standing in front of a venomous snake shrouded in shadow.
The shaking venomous snake was still spitting out a letter, trying to disguise itself with kindness.
“What invitation?”
Johnny looked at Damon alertly and asked:
"I don't remember having contact with you before."
"No rush to say about invitations."
Damon didn't care about Johnny's vigilance. He stood there, with his hands behind his back, and said:
"Do you remember what happened last night?"
"last night..."
Johnny's eyes revealed the memories he had left last night, and he said:
"The devil appeared last night, and at midnight, it told me, the contract...that contract was activated, Grace was burned by it with flames, maybe an illusion, but I could hear my motorcycle roaring, as if, having my own life..."
"Then, it's the flame."
Johnny seemed to have returned to the situation last night, and he seemed to recall the pain. He stretched out his hand and covered his forehead, and he said:
"The flames burst out from under my skin, it was burning my flesh and blood, it hurts..."
"There is a voice roaring, like another self in my soul, which roars and tear apart my will, and the endless flames are like being thrown into a burning stove..."
He raised his head and looked at Damon with a pale face, and he said:
"It roars and makes me run in the darkness, and makes me look for those sinners, and it screams and longs for the coming of judgment, and that judgment will be achieved by my hands."
"It was laughing wildly in the dark, leaving behind a burning ruin. It was facing a devil with black smoke. It met an old man...and then, it fought with a robot and was thrown into hell..."
"By the way! You guys, you were there at that time! In that desolate dark red hell, I saw it! Not only you, but also a demon with a cow's hoof, a black-armored swordsman..."
"And there is a blonde man waving his thunder..."
Johnny looked desperate. He looked at his hands. The hands seemed so ordinary in the sun, but they seemed to be cast in flames. Johnny could feel that the more he recalled the scene last night, the more restless the sleeping will in his soul became.
He was changed, permanently, completely.
He looked at Dimon, then looked at Satana behind Dimon, and he said:
"I became a monster, and the burning monster in my memory is me, right?"
"yes."
Satana held her arms and flicked her blood-red nails with her left hand, and she said to Johnny:
"You are not handsome at all in that form, not beautiful at all, very fierce, powerful, very hot, and strong, most importantly, endurance... quite strong."
"younger sister..."
Damon said helplessly:
"Be careful about your image, you are a girl at least."
"So what's wrong?"
Satana complained in dissatisfaction:
"What's going on in this world now? Do I have no power to metaphorical rhetoric?"
"I'm just talking about the matter. It's your own business for you dirty stinky men!"
"You bastards wantonly suppress the power of us women to live freely. Oh, this hateful idea! I was so cold all over my body in the hot weather. Can this damn world still allow women to live well?"
Damon didn't want to quarrel with his sister in front of Johnny, it was very undecent.
So he ignored the arrogant Satana, but looked back at Johnny and said:
"That burning soul is indeed you, but as for whether it is a monster or not, it depends on how you look at it."
"In the eyes of ordinary people, it must be a fierce and ruthless monster, but in the eyes of us, its existence represents a kind of power!"
Damon stretched out his finger and made a virtual grip. He said to Johnny:
"A force that will prevent you from accepting things, and a force that will allow you to resist fate. Personally, I don't think there is a difference between power and wrong... and this is why we invite you."
"Johnny Blaze!"
Damon reached out and placed his hand on Johnny's shoulder. He narrowed his eyes and said:
"Do you want to be manipulated by Mephist for the rest of your life? Do you have no courage to resist that old man in your heart?"
"Bang"
Damon's hand was opened by Johnny.
The Ghost Rider's carrier took a step back, and he looked at Damon and said in disgust:
"Of course I have!"
"Since more than ten years ago when I was deceived to sign that damn contract, I have been trying to resist. I have been trying to find the person who can help me... but unfortunately, that's not you!"
"I don't know why you are involved in this matter, but I don't trust you, I don't trust any creature that comes out of hell."
Johnny gritted his teeth and said:
"I have made the most terrible mistakes because I blindly believe in others. I will not be fooled again. Someone can help me. I know that I will continue to look for him. Although I hope is slim, I will..."
"Swish"
Just before Johnny finished speaking, the light of the shape-shifting spell appeared on this sun-filled rooftop.
The next moment, Meilin, wearing a slim windbreaker, walked out of the twisted light with a blood-bone cane.
The cane in his hand has just been transformed.
At the top of the original cane, a black devil skull was added in a very artistic way. When Merlin's fingers touched the skull, a dark red arc was beating between him.
Xuanlan's craftsmanship was as reliable as ever, and the knowledgeable spirit body was extremely efficient. In just a few hours, she helped Merlin fix the hell barrier of Saint Van Gonza to this cane.
Not only did it not destroy the artistic nature of the cane, it also added a stronger sense of evil.
"Dracula's Tomb" is a past tense.
Because of the Eternal Hell Enchantment, this cane has now been renamed "The Power of Saint Van Gonza".
Well, thanks to the Blackheart Prince for his generous gift.
If it knew that the power it left behind after death would be used against its bad father, then I believe the black-hearted prince of the kingdom of heaven would be very pleased.
Oh, I forgot that it is a devil, it cannot go to any heaven.
"Sorry, I'm late. Xuanlan needs to debug the scope and startup method of the barrier..."
Merlin apologized to his companions, then looked back at Johnny Blaze, who was stunned.
He looked at the guy who was almost rescued by himself more than ten years ago. He pushed his glasses and showed a gentle expression he should have when he met again. He said:
"And, long time no see, Johnny."
"you!"
Johnny stretched out his trembling hand and pointed at Merlin. He walked a few steps towards Merlin in disbelief.
Although he hadn't seen each other for more than ten years, he still recognized at first sight. The thin man in front of him, with a hint of gloom, was the "enthusiastic person" who tried to stop him from signing with Mephist that night.
"It's you! It's really you!"
Johnny rushed to Merlin quickly, and he looked at Merlin with a mixed look of surprise and loss. After a moment, he reached out to Merlin and said:
"You probably can't guess...How hard I have been looking for you over the years..."
"But you finally found me, didn't you?"
Merlin reached out to hold Johnny with his hand, and the two looked at each other, his vision full of men's fortitude and tenderness, as well as a touch of relief from reunion after a long time and expectation for the future.
This made Satana on the side unable to help but widen her eyes.
Uh, her eyes were weird.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't stop your fate from falling a little over ten years ago, Johnny."
Merlin said:
“But this time…”
"Stop talking."
Johnny held Merlin's hand tightly, and he breathed a sigh of relief, saying:
"I believe you, although your companions don't look very reliable, if this is an invitation from you, then...I'll join!"
Chapter completed!