"Hmm???"
The eyes of Strange, who turned into an owl, suddenly widened. He couldn’t think of who could sneak into the evil god’s consciousness space to save him in this situation.
Could it be Wang?
Or Master Mordo? !
Strange raised his bird head with a slightly excited look, and then… he saw a face that couldn’t hide its unique silly temperament even with a red hood.
Strange: ()?
Deadpool: (▽)
There is no such messy hero as Deadpool or the Avengers in this world.
Looking at the completely unfamiliar face in front of him, Strange had a question mark on his face, and the consciousness that turned into an owl spoke in human language: "Sir, may I ask who you are…"
"You don’t even recognize Uncle Deadpool. You are simply the worst Strange I have ever led."
Deadpool’s complaints did not hinder his quick movements. He stuffed the owl that Strange’s consciousness turned into into his butt pocket, and then teleported back to the room in the New York Temple.
Qing! !
After returning to the real world, Strange finally had the ability to fight against the bizarre power imposed on him.
In an instant, a burst of golden magic light bloomed in Deadpool’s butt pocket, and Strange’s consciousness, which had turned back to his own appearance, quickly returned to his body and stood up from the ground.
Deadpool, who was opposite him, covered his buttocks, staggered back a few steps, and said with a look of shock and disbelief:
"Strange, I didn’t expect you to be such a person in this world. You actually kissed my buttocks secretly. Although I know that my buttocks are very sexy, this is not a reason for you to extend your evil claws."
(皿)
What a mess.
Strange, who was not invaded by the sand sculpture virus in this world, could not keep up with the strange thinking in front of him.
He raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows with a headache and said: "First of all, I am very grateful for saving me, sir. Secondly, I have no interest in your sexy buttocks and will not do anything to it. Please rest assured."
"Okay, you are really boring…"
Such a formal answer made Deadpool feel that he could not be a sand sculpture anymore.
He pouted and grabbed the red magic cloak that was draped over him, wanting to return to his master.
As the two of them pulled, one of them accidentally used too much force, and all the magic items that Deadpool had just taken from the New York Sanctuary fell down with a clang.
"Uh…"
Strange looked at the scene speechlessly.
As the person involved, Deadpool was not embarrassed at all by being caught in the act. He stuffed the treasures back into his clothes without changing his expression, clenched his fist and coughed lightly, saying: "I took such a big risk to save people, it should be reasonable to take a little thing from you, right?"
Strange:"……"
No, this is not reasonable at all.
After all, these magic items are not his private property. Many of them were left here by the last term, or even the term before that, so that the mages of Katamaji can have a convenient weapon when fighting against the invading demons.
It is impossible for Strange to watch Deadpool take them all away. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)
But after taking a look at the empty New York Sanctuary, Strange knew that there was a more important thing to deal with.
"Bill. Cypher!!"
Putting on his red magic cloak again, the Supreme Sorcerer of this world looked solemnly at the sky above New York. The huge pyramid was severely damaged by the golden Buddha’s palm that fell from the sky, and then quickly recovered.
"Hahaha, reality is just an illusion. All attacks are ineffective against me. Avengers, and Leon, what can you do to defeat me…"
As if everything just now was an illusion, accompanied by Bill Sever’s wanton and teasing laughter, the huge pyramid floating in the sky spewed out more colorful and bizarre light waves, and the monsters destroyed by the palm technique that just fell from the sky recovered one after another, and even gave birth to more terrible monsters.
"Damn it."
On the streets of New York, Natasha, who had just relaxed a little, rolled to the right and narrowly avoided the attack of the monster that seemed to be spawned by a bronze statue of Avalokitesvara in a museum not far away.
Compared with other monsters with horrible painting styles, the appearance of this bronze statue of Avalokitesvara looks quite normal.
But his temperament became much more strange and solemn. He opened his eyes and looked down at Natasha, the two students of Kassel Academy, the Fireman and the Steelman, who came to support him with his dark pupils. The countless bronze arms behind him each held a sharp sword.
"This guy…"
The Fireman, who combed his hair like an adult and wore a black leather jacket, was also a good complainer.
He looked up and down at the Guanyin statue in front of him with his eyes flashing with golden light, and pouted his lips and said, "It can’t be because Leon just used the cool golden Buddha light that Bill. Sefer deliberately created it to disgust us."
"Let’s talk after the fight."
Steelman has always been a ruthless person who doesn’t talk much. []
He responded to the fireman in a low voice, clasped his fists in front of his chest, and rushed forward with his huge body glowing with bronze.
Then, amid the violent friction and collision of metal and metal, he flew back at a faster speed, and with a bang, he smashed a long gully on the ground.
"Well, it looks a bit tricky…"
The fireman twitched his mouth when he saw this, and a burst of black flames ignited in his raised palm. He threw it forward and said, "Let me see if your metal can block my Junyan."
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