Chapter 458 Have you ever wondered why it is only targeting you?
"If you just want to regain your arms, you can go to Master Fang Mo."
The Ancient One said to Strange.
"……he?"
However, Strange didn't seem to believe Fang Mo very much. After hearing what Gu Yi said, a hesitant look appeared on his face. He first stared at Fang Mo, and then looked at his shoulder.
Carrying the scythe: "Are you sure?"
"I can guarantee his treatment level."
Gu Yi said calmly: "But how can we persuade him to treat you...I can't guarantee that."
"All right."
Hearing what Gu Yi said, Strange could only choose to believe him now, so he turned to look at Fang Mo beside him: "Um... Master Fang Mo, what is the principle of your treatment? I shouldn't
Do you need to read those messy books?"
"Oh, doctor, don't worry."
Fang Mo smiled confidently when he heard this: "I'm different from that old lynx. I never deal with the frivolous things. I only value the final treatment results."
"I understand the truth, but what Old Lynx is referring to is..."
Strange looked confused.
"Oh, I'm actually talking about Gu Yi." Fang Mo spread his hands casually; "She has lived for hundreds of years. Normal Buddhist disciples would have become relics long ago if they lived for such a long time. However, she did not die either.
I had to worry about her every day and couldn’t eat, so I just called her Lao Shili. But you seemed to have heard me wrong. What I just said was not lynx, but Shili."
"Uh...is that so?"
Strange seemed to be even more confused after hearing this. What is the relationship between these two people? Why does this guy seem to be looking forward to the death of Master Gu Yi?
"That's it anyway."
Fang Mo's face was very natural, and he spoke directly to Gu Yi at this moment: "Old Relic, go and call Master Hamil."
"..."
Gu Yi glanced at Fang Mo speechlessly. To be honest, she also wanted to complain, but considering that Strange was still here, it was really not easy for her to get angry. After all, Fang Mo was the kind of person who would be more concerned about him the more he cares about him.
The crazier type.
But after hearing what Fang Mo said, she knew what he wanted to do.
This was a good thing for Master Hamil, so Gu Yi thought about it and nodded in agreement, and walked directly outside the dojo. The other party had not gone far at first, and was reading in another room, so Gu Yi soon
He was brought back as soon as possible.
This is a middle-aged Taoist priest. He is wearing an old Taoist priest uniform and looks very ordinary.
"Mage Hamil."
Fang Mo was quite polite to the passers-by at Kama Taj. When he saw the other person approaching, he nodded and said, "Please show your left arm. I want to show this guest my special skills."
.”
"Um."
Hamil didn't seem to like talking very much. He nodded slightly at this moment, and then rolled up his sleeves, revealing a bare left wrist.
"this……"
Strange was also stunned for a moment when he saw the other party's bare left wrist.
But before he could think about it, Fang Mo suddenly swung out the giant scythe in his hand without any warning, and cut off Hamil's arm directly.
There was a slurping sound, and warm blood even splashed onto Strange's face.
At this moment, Strange was frightened. He screamed and took several steps back. Fang Mo's momentum made him vaguely recall the cult lunatic named Casillas.
He had cut off his arm in the same way. Even though he no longer had his arm, he still felt a dull pain.
"Oh my God, you guys are also a cult."
Strange panicked and said nervously: "No...I want to leave here immediately!"
However, before he could leave, Ancient One had already reached out and held his shoulder. Although the other person looked like just a bald woman, the strength of the hand was so strong that Strange could not break free.
"Let me go!"
ster
Lan Qi said in panic: "If you do this again, I will call the police!"
"You repay it."
Fang Mo's voice rang out not far away. He put the sickle on his shoulder again and said with a smile: "Why don't we prepare a chair for you first and then you sit on it? After all, it is more convenient for you to use it."
Toe buttons..."
"you……"
When Strange heard this, he felt scared and angry, and his brain began to work rapidly, trying to come up with a countermeasure quickly.
But just at this time.
But he suddenly discovered something was wrong.
Not far away, Master Hamil had obviously had his arm cut off, but he didn't let out a single scream at this moment, which made Strange feel a little strange.
So he subconsciously glanced at Master Hamil in the distance.
In the end, it didn't matter if he didn't watch it. After watching it, he stood frozen on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning.
The opponent's arm has actually regenerated, and not only the severed arm, but even the disappeared palm... has now returned to its original state.
"This...this is..."
Strange looked at the other person's arm, and something seemed to be burning again in his heart, and his whole body became extremely excited in an instant.
Of course, Master Hamil was also equally excited.
It's just that he has been a mage at Karma Taj for half his life. At this moment, he can barely suppress his joyful mood. He directly leaned over Fang Mo and bowed: "Thank you for healing my hand, Fang Mo."
Master, thank you very much."
"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a little effort to chop..."
Fang Mo smiled and waved his hand to Master Hamil: "Okay, let's go back and take a rest first to get familiar with your hands."
"Um."
Hamil nodded, and then left very respectfully.
After Master Hamil left, Ancient One also took the initiative to ask Strange: "How was it? Mr. Strange, are you satisfied with Master Fang Mo's treatment methods?"
"Why does it regenerate after being cut down? What is the principle behind this?"
Strange looked a little puzzled, but soon he couldn't help but shook his head: "Forget it, why do I think so much... It doesn't matter, as long as I can be cured, that's fine.
Master Mo, no, Master Fang Mo, can you please heal my arms as well?"
"It's okay, it's okay."….
Seeing the other party take the trap, Fang Mo also became happy: "But to be honest, your injury is not easy to heal."
"What?"
Strange heard this and immediately asked: "Why can't it be cured?"
"This is my staff." Fang Mo pointed to the giant scythe on his shoulder: "Its prototype is taken from the scythe in the hand of the God of Death. I call it the Scythe of Life, which means the alternation of life.
Of course, the principle of treatment is the same as reincarnation. It must be destroyed first and then repaired.”
"Oh, I understand this."
Strange was indeed a little excited now, and immediately said: "To put it simply, it means destroying the cells first, and then stimulating them to grow rapidly, right?"
"almost."
Fang Mo nodded.
"But if it's cell reorganization, then why are Master Hamil's hands easy to heal, but my arms are not?" Strange asked, "Is it because I need to generate more human tissue?
"
"It has nothing to do with that."
Fang Mo shook his head: "The main thing is that you are not good at cutting."
"ha?"
Strange was stunned when he heard this.
"Look, Master Hamil just lost his hand, right?" Seeing Strange's confused look, Fang Mo also smiled and educated him: "So I cut off his arm and let him
Hands grow quickly, but the problem is that both of your arms are gone... Where do you want me to chop?"
"this……"
Strange was stunned after hearing this.
This time I forgot: "Then... wouldn't it be okay to cut off the shoulder?"
"It should be fine if it's someone else's."
Fang Mo shook his head: "But if you say it, it probably won't work."
"Why?" Strange was a little anxious when he heard this. The hope of healing his arms was already close at hand, but now that the other party rejected him again, he immediately became nervous again.
"With all due respect."
Fang Mo pretended to look at Strange, and then asked with a serious face: "You didn't lose your arms by accident, right?"
"really."
When Gu Yi next to him saw this, he also deliberately helped: "He has residual black magic aura on his body, which is very similar to the dimensional demon Sargeras you fought against before."
"Have you ever practiced black magic?"
Fang Mo saw the extremely complicated expression on Strange's face and asked deliberately.
"I...just heard of this name."
Strange is really confused now. He was really smart in the first place, but the hope of healing his arms is just around the corner. In addition, the other party mentioned the evil god Sargeras, and Fang Mo and Gu Yi were like singing a double act.
, his brain was indeed a bit down.
"Have you ever offended a black mage?"
Fang Mo almost couldn't hold back and wanted to laugh, but he still looked at Strange deliberately and seriously: "Did they make you like this?"
"I……"
"Mr. Strange, I hope you can answer this question seriously."
Before Strange could answer, Ancient One persuaded him again: "This is related to whether your injury can be cured, and it is also related to the safety of the world, because Sargeras is really a very terrifying existence.
”….
"Okay, here's the thing."
Strange, who was deceived by the two men, sighed and started to explain: "I was driving one night, and there was a car accident on the road. When I woke up, a strange man in a robe was standing in front of me.
In front of me, he told me that Sargeras wanted your arms, and then... he cut off my arms."
"Actually, if I just cut off my arms, with my connections in New York, I should be able to find a way to transplant a pair of arms..."
When Strange said this, a strange look appeared on his face: "In fact, I did this. I applied for a healthy arm through formal channels, but the day after the transplant, my hand
It started to rot, and the hospital couldn't find out the cause at all, and there was no rejection reaction on the test results."
"I thought it was an arm problem, so I tried several times and transplanted several different arms, but the results were the same. At this moment, I realized that I might never have hands again in my life."
Strange said helplessly: "If you say I have black magic, then this should be it."
"Yes, this is indeed the power of black magic."
After listening to Stellan's statement, Fang Mo also nodded: "The magic power of Sargeras is attached to you, preventing you from regaining your life."
"So who is this Sargeras?"
When Strange heard this, he was also puzzled and asked: "Why on earth would he do this to me? Do I know him?"
"Actually, this is something we find strange."
Ancient One also spoke next to him: "If you are just an ordinary person, why would he let his followers specifically target you?"
"So who exactly is Sargeras..."
"He is an evil god."
Fang Mo gave Strange a brief introduction: "There is a being in this world called the Dimension Demon God. They want to destroy the earth and devour humans, and Sargeras is one of them."
"Huh? Dimension Demon? Destroy the Earth?"
Strange was a little confused: "Really or not...aren't the so-called gods aliens? I heard that there is an Asgardian Thor in the Avengers, but in
It seems to me that he is just an alien. Can this thing destroy the earth?"
"Gan, it's too difficult to explain this to Muggles..."
Hearing Strange's question, Fang Mo also sighed, then turned directly to look at Ancient One: "Come on, bring out his astral body and let him open his eyes."
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Gu nodded and then walked directly towards Strange.
"Wait, what do you want to do..."
Strange became wary when he saw this, but now he is just an ordinary person, and he has lost his arms. He is completely unable to resist in front of the Supreme Mage Ancient One, and he was slapped on the forehead by her in an instant.
I don’t know what spell Gu Yi used here.
In short, Strange was stunned in place, but his consciousness kept wandering around the multiverse, witnessing the wonders of three thousand worlds in an instant.
And when his consciousness returned to his body.
He fell directly to the ground, gasping and saying: "Oh my God, what is this? You couldn't secretly give me a hallucinogen, right?"
"I just let you see a more real and broader world."
Ancient One said.
"Okay, I told you I'm not interested in these." Strange squirmed on the ground like a bug for a long time, and then he reluctantly got up from the ground: "I only care about my arm, it can be cured
"?"
"I'll try my best."
Fang Mo tried not to show a malicious smile: "But I still can't figure out why Sargeras specifically ordered his followers to cut off your arm. I suspect this may be an entry point... If you don't figure it out, even if you are cured,
Your arm is useless, sooner or later it will be cut off."
"I……"
Strange was speechless when he heard this. He really didn't know that dimensional demon, and he knew why he was targeting him.
"Forget it, come with me first and I'll find a way to help you heal your arm first."
Seeing Strange looking like he was about to cry, Fang Mo also waved his hand: "As for Sargeras' conspiracy... we will find a way to study it later."
"Thank you very much."
Hearing that the other party planned to treat his broken hand, Strange's eyes immediately lit up and he quickly thanked him.