Strange lay on the ground with a depressed look on his face. Looking at the red cloak that stood upright as if he was standing there alone, Strange felt depressed inside.
Everett was sitting on the sofa with a laptop in his arms and was writing something. When he heard Strange's curse, he couldn't help but glance at it. Then he chuckled and continued writing his own stuff.
This thing has become commonplace, especially in the week since Strange came back, Everett has seen him several times almost every day.
To be honest, Everett also found it quite interesting. This red cloak seemed to be alive, and it didn't look like Strange at all.
There are all kinds of strange things in the magical world. Although Everett has only been exposed to the magical world for a short time, there are so many interesting things in it.
Therefore, a cloak or cloak that looks like a person is not worth fussing about at all.
It's just that Everett is a little confused, why can't Old Strange get along with a cloak?
But this is a matter for magicians. As an "exorcist" who came in through the back door, he seemed to have no qualifications to ask these questions, so Everett decided to read books and write novels.
Strange lay on the ground depressed, looking at the red cloak that seemed to show some "mighty" attitude, he suddenly felt helpless.
Ever since he brought the cloak back, Strange began to try to conquer it.
Strange didn't think much of it at first, so he directly poured his own magic into it and put it on himself - and that was the only time Strange put on this cloak.
But Strange was also quite tragic that time. He was carried around by the cloak and was finally thrown on the street!
His appearance was naturally noticed by everyone around him, because Baker Street is a commercial street.
As a result, he was once again in the newspaper. Although many people knew that this was an exorcist office, not many people came here, right?
This wonderful 'publicity' brought Strange a lot of visits, and even some local police chiefs came to him for help.
But Strange really couldn't be happy. Not only did he receive a warning from the Ministry of Magic this time - but he stopped after learning that he was Noah's apprentice.
Moreover, Strange felt that this time was simply too embarrassing. Not only was he embarrassed in the magical world, he was also severely humiliated in the ordinary world.
I am a growing magician and the top neurosurgery expert in the ordinary world.
It's so embarrassing that you can't even straighten a small cloak!
For this reason, Strange specifically declined most recent activities, trying to allow himself to 'communicate' with this damn cloak.
But obviously, Strange was given a good 'communication' by this cloak, which made Strange extremely depressed.
Sighing, Strange didn't know what to do with this cloak at all. He thought that after trying it today, he shouldn't deliberately try it again.
Since I can't force you to surrender, I'll just grind you down day by day.
Strange is not stubborn. Although Strange has the perseverance to persevere - otherwise he would not be a top doctor, but it does not mean that Strange will not use other methods to achieve his goal.
"Um?"
Just when Strange was about to try again, Strange suddenly felt a little uneasy. The most important thing is that this uneasiness seemed to be getting stronger and stronger!
Strange frowned, he really didn't expect that he would feel like this.
This feeling is very real, as if something terrible is about to happen, and it is reminding myself in advance.
Frowning, Strange walked to the window and took a look. Everything seemed normal, and there was nothing special.
But Strange's expression changed the next moment, because the magic alarm device in the room suddenly sounded!
This room was once the first stronghold of John Constantine and Noah, and one of the origins of the development of their mage alliance!
In order to prevent those little magicians from having any accidents in this ghost place, Constantine specially installed many magic monitoring devices around the room.
These things can monitor the induction of external magic. Once someone attacks here, they will immediately call the police and deploy a magic shield!
The resistance level of this magic shield was very average, but it was completely enough for Constantine and Noah at that time.
But now, after hearing the rapid alarm sound, Strange felt that the magic shield was broken almost at the same time!
"Hell, he's a powerful magician!"
Strange thought silently in his heart, turned to look at Everett who looked confused, and Strange immediately mobilized his magic power.
The magic power entered the hanging ring with a slight golden sheen, and in the blink of an eye, a circle of light began to appear along with Strange's stroking fingers.
"What's wrong? Sherlock?" Everett seemed to notice something was wrong at this moment. He immediately put down the computer and stood up.
"Don't ask, there seems to be some trouble." Strange said in a deep voice. The glass around him was now broken. Strange knew that it was a sign of the mirror space!
"What's the trouble, Sherlock? Damn it, don't say anything and don't ask!" Everett was obviously a little anxious. This was the first time he saw Strange look so serious.
"We are in big trouble." Strange still said nothing. He looked at Everett seriously: "I'm sorry, John, hurry up!"
This time Strange almost shouted, because he had sensed that they had been pulled closer to the mirror space!
But what troubled him was that Everett seemed to have no awareness of this at all. He actually shook his head and stood there stupidly.
Gritting his teeth, feeling the magic wave that was already moving toward him, Strange directly used magic power to grab Everett and threw him into the portal!
Everett looked a little horrified. He couldn't resist at all. When he found himself on the street, the halo of light had disappeared!
"Sherlock!"
.......
In a small room far away from Karma Taj, Casillas and his apprentices stood up. They all had eyes that were eroded by fire, and they all exuded a darkness and evil.
the breath.
They stood in front of a strange magic rune and prayed quietly, and through the rune it seemed that they could see a pair of cold eyes watching everything!
He is that evil, so terrifying, he is Dormammu, the Lord of Darkness!
It took a long time before Casillas slowly stood up, and after he stood up, all his apprentices also stood up.
For a moment, magic rippled throughout the room. If it weren't for this evil aura, they would probably look better.
"Everyone, we are about to engage in a holy war." Casillas said in a deep voice: "Maybe some of us will die..."
Having said this, Casillas glanced at everyone present, and he was relieved that none of the apprentices present showed a timid face.
On the contrary, their fanatical gazes made Casillas tremble inside.
After calming down, Casillas continued: "But the end of our lives is just returning to the arms of our Lord Dormammu!"
"Remember children, mages, you are proud and great! You are the pioneers who break all hypocrisy and lies, and you are the hope to restore order to the world! Although we face powerful enemies, we are not
timid!"
Casillas paused again, feeling the increasingly fierce fanaticism. Casillas suddenly raised his hands and shouted: "Death is just the beginning! Let us fight hard and defeat those hypocritical guys.
!”
As Casillas shouted, all his apprentices became infinitely excited, and they kept shouting the phrase 'Death is just the beginning'!
Seeing this scene, Casillas nodded, and his eyes swept over every mage present, as if he wanted to remember them all.
"Then, let's go." He pressed his hands forward, and all the magicians stopped immediately. Casillas said in a deep voice: "This time, we are going to break the temple!"
"Mentor, where is our goal?" One of Casillas' apprentices asked excitedly.
"Anywhere except London." Casillas glanced at his apprentice calmly: "But before that, I received news that the Magister King and Magister Mordo have gone to the other two temples. Do you have
Confidence?”
"Of course, mentor!" This time all the magicians responded collectively, and the sound was so loud.
Casillas nodded. To be honest, which temple to choose as the target of the attack is indeed something worth thinking about.
But Casillas has already made a choice in this matter. He would rather do something in the temple in New York than in the temple in the East.
Let’s not talk about how terrifying those terrible guys in the East are. From a psychological point of view, Casillas would rather be in New York.
Everyone knows that there are Avengers in New York, and everyone knows that Noah often runs to New York.
Casillas plans to try reverse psychology to make a choice, since you often appear in New York and since you are among the Avengers.
So come to think of it, do you all think this place is impregnable? With such a consensus, you will most likely go to other places, right?
So what if I just show up here and take down the New York Temple in one fell swoop?
"Our destination is the New York Temple, do you understand?" Casillas said directly in a deep voice, and his words immediately resonated with his apprentices!
"Okay, mages. Let's get ready to go." Looking at the magicians who were getting ready to go, Casillas did not delay, but before leaving, he seemed to have thought of something: "Where is Wizard Nicole?
?Didn’t see her while praying?”
"Mentor, she went to avenge our brothers."
"Revenge? Kill the exorcist?"
"Yes, it's just a little exorcist. I think she will be back soon."
"Well, then just send her a message and ask her to go directly to New York."