Chapter 1863: The Madman's Journey (Part 41)

Chapter 1837 The Journey of a Madman (Forty-one)

"How did you get here?"

A voice that was much hoarser than usual echoed in the empty and dark room.

Helen just stared at Strange quietly. Strange raised his head and repeated his question, but Helen insisted: "You have to answer my question first, Your Excellency the Supreme Sorcerer, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I can't be better." Strange supported the ground, stood up with a little stiffness, looked down at Helen and asked: "How did you get here?"

Helen raised the suitcase in her hand and said: "We have developed a machine that responds to summons, and you happened to be summoning the evil god. We responded to your call and naturally came here."

Helen raised her head and stared at Strange and asked: "Then why did you summon the evil god?"

"You seem to know me very well." Strange narrowed his eyes and said.

"You are our professor and dean." Harry walked forward, rubbing her still churning stomach and said, "You in another universe are not only the Supreme Sorcerer, but also the dean of Kamar-Taj School of Magic and a professor at Gotham School of Magic. We have all taken your class."

"Another universe? Is it the parallel universe you mentioned?"

Helen nodded and said, "Yes, we came from another parallel universe and are tracking a guy who did bad things."

Before Helen finished speaking, Strange took a step forward, half-knelt down, put his hands on Helen's shoulders, stared at her with burning eyes and asked, "So where is Christine in that universe? Is she still alive?"

"Who is Christine?" Helen looked at him blankly and asked.

"Don't you know Christine? Have you never seen her?" Strange squeezed Helen's shoulder with a little force. He instinctively realized that the girl's body was as hard as a rock, but he didn't have time to care about these. He just wanted to know the whereabouts of Christine.

Helen, Harley, and Barry looked at each other and shook their heads in unison. Helen looked at Strange's expression and said, "Is she important to you? Is she your wife?"

"She is my girlfriend." Strange withdrew his hand in a daze, stood up, turned around and said, "This is an independent dimension. There is no murderer you are looking for. Leave here."

Helen looked at Strange carefully again and speculated, "I want to ask, how old were you when you were the chief surgeon at New York Presbyterian Hospital?"

Strange walked to the side of the cushion and knelt down, closed his eyes and began to meditate without answering.

But Helen did not give up. She continued, "Stephen Strange in our universe became the Sorcerer Supreme when he was the chief surgeon at the Presbyterian Hospital in New York."

Strange's eyes suddenly opened. He stared at Helen and said, "What did you say? I became the Sorcerer Supreme when I was still working at the Presbyterian Hospital? I was only in my early thirties at that time."

"Yes, quite young." Helen nodded and said, "But he was already a world-famous surgeon."

"It's far from it." Strange's face became serious. He said, "I had just become famous at that time, and I hadn't Met Christine."

"Then I'm afraid you didn't have the chance to meet her. I'm talking about Dr. Strange in our universe. Then you became the spokesperson for the immortality factor, and then you became a disciple of the Ancient One and founded the Sanctum Sanctorum. Since then, you haven't had a moment of leisure, and I've never heard of you dating or anything."

Strange fell silent again, as if he was recalling a certain period of time, but soon he spoke again: "That's good, the two of us won't have any intersection, Christine won't die, she can continue on the path of medicine, she is the best surgeon in the world."

"What about you?" Helen took two steps forward and After that, she put the box on the ground, looked at Strange's pale face and said, "What's going on? Dr. Strange, you look very bad, like you're dying."

"But I'm not dead." Strange's expression was stiff like a zombie. He shook his head slightly, his eyes were empty and he said, "It's not me who died, it's Christine."

"Whoosh", the three children gathered together. Harry rolled his eyes and glanced at Strange and said, "It's a very typical post-traumatic stress disorder, stupor state, which means that he has experienced repeated stimulation before and is in a long and slow period of onset."

"Is there any medicine?"

"No hope, He won't eat it even if you give it to him." Harry crossed his arms and said, "I heard that the Supreme Sorcerer can go back in time. If his girlfriend really died, he would definitely try to go back in time to save the tragedy."

"But he is in his current state, so he must have failed to save the situation. But as Professor Schiller said, these people have always underestimated the power of psychological trauma. Going back in time again and again to witness the death of their loved ones will cause great mental stimulation. Now it seems that he is hopeless."

"He has to be saved even if he is hopeless." Helen glanced back at Strange and said, "Didn't you hear my father say that the universe collapsed later? I suspect it has something to do with him."

"Although I'm not a superhero, we still have to find clues about the murderer in this universe. If he destroys the universe, won't the clues be gone too?"

Harry pursed her lips and thought for a while, then said, "The best way is to rescue his girlfriend, but if he fails, we'll probably be in trouble. As for persuasion... we came too late, and the psychological trauma has already formed."

Helen rolled her eyes and said, "This situation is a bit like Spider-Man in the zombie universe. They are all repeatedly stimulated by reincarnation, leaving indelible psychological trauma."

"Then I think we can also imitate Dr. Schiller's method is to first find a way to perform brainwave therapy to make him better from the long-term illness, and then find an opportunity to create a grand scene for him to turn the tide. "

The three nodded at the same time, and Barry said: "We'd better find out why he wants to summon the evil god? This is not a joke, maybe the destruction of the universe will come from this."

The three of them "swish" dispersed, and Harley, who had the strongest observation ability, pretended to be curious about the surrounding environment and began to observe the room. Barry turned his head to look at the magic circle drawn on the ground, and Helen came to Strange, intending to ask for information indirectly.

Helen imitated Strange and knelt on the floor next to the futon. Strange saw Helen's extremely standard kneeling posture at a glance.

He retracted his gaze, looked straight ahead and asked: "Have you studied at Kamar-Taj?"

Helen nodded vigorously, stared at him with wide eyes and said: "Yes, I am a good student."

"Are you the next Supreme Sorcerer?"

"No, thousands of students can't be the next Supreme Sorcerer, right? I went there because my mother is a professor there."

"Who is your mother?"

"Loki, and sometimes my father."

Strange was silent for a long time, as if he was digesting the news, but Helen dropped another bomb.

"Yes, my father is Iron Man."

Strange finally couldn't help it. He turned to look at Helen and asked: "How did he do it?"

"Don't ask, I can't explain it clearly."

The two fell silent again. Strange closed his eyes to meditate, and Helen pretended to close her eyes. After a while, she turned her head and stared at Strange with shining eyes.

The presence of that shining look was so strong that it seemed real. Strange had to open his eyes and turn to look at Helen, wanting her to stop staring at him.

But Helen asked the moment he opened his eyes: "Did you summon the evil gods to eat them?"

Strange clenched his fists, but Helen picked her fingers and said: "In fact, I found out the moment I landed. You used some kind of absorption magic to aim at the magic circle. There was a moment when you wanted to do it, but you gave up."

Strange closed his eyes again, and Helen still tilted her head and stared at him and said: "In fact, you know that I am not human, and you also feel the huge power in me. That's what you need."

Strange clenched his hands on his legs, opened his eyes and said in a low voice: "What do you want to say?"

"Aren't you afraid of us Is it an illusion created by the evil god? Why don't you convince yourself and then do it? "

Strange was silent for longer and longer, but his clenched fists never loosened. Helen retracted her gaze, looked at the floor in front of her and said, "You are not that bad, and you can't deceive yourself. You actually know what is right and what is wrong, but you can't stop at all."

"I must save her." Strange's tone became trembling, and he said, "Ancient One told me that she must exist for the later Supreme Sorcerer. She died because of me."

"So you want to summon the evil god, devour their power, and then resurrect her?" Helen shook her head, showing her disapproval.

Strange's eyes suddenly turned cold. He stood up, his hands lit up with magic light, looked at the three children and said, "Now, leave here, I don't have time to play with you."

"Do you know that this will cause the universe to collapse?" Helen stared into his eyes without fear and said, "By then, not only will Christine not survive, you will die like everyone else in this world."

"Impossible, I..."

"We are from such a future." Helen said firmly, "The universe was destroyed, resulting in the disappearance of the clues we were looking for, so we traveled through time and went back to the past to see what caused the destruction of the universe, and then we found you."

"You are lying to me." The light in Strange's hands turned into two golden whips, whistling towards Helen with a sound of breaking through the air.

Helen didn't move at all, and the whip stopped ten centimeters away from her hair.

"I've already told you, you know what is right and what is wrong, you know what you are doing is evil, that's why you are suffering and making yourself so embarrassed."

Strange gritted his teeth and maintained the whip, the next second he stretched out one hand, a whip wrapped around Helen, and lifted her into the air.

The expected fear and struggle did not come. Helen's arm struggled slightly, and with a series of "cracks", the long whip of magic light shattered.

Helen fell to the ground, and Strange looked at his hand in shock. He was not shocked that Helen broke free from the restraints, but that the power he used to build the long whip disappeared.

Helen opened her mouth, and the magic long whip in Strange's other hand turned into magic energy and was sucked into her mouth.

Helen smiled brightly at Strange and said, "You are still far from eating the devil."

"I'm not going to stop you, but to tell you the right way to enjoy the evil god's feast."