Chapter Twenty-Eight: I Don't Know if It's Authentic or Not

For a melee heavy weapon like a steel whip, and a weapon with such good flexibility, it shows that Zhang Jinyang has a very high degree of control over weapons, and Master Gu Yi remembered the warrior monk he said just now, and his eyes flashed with enlightenment, and he saw that this was a martial arts master from Yanhuang.

But the question of why a yellow man would fight for the gem New York City was only a breeze - because it had nothing to do with her.

Just as Zhang Jinyang raised his hand and was about to smash the steel whip down, Strange stopped them: "Wait a minute, we are not enemies!"

The Ancient One Mage, Master Mordu, was fine, he just held his breath and woke up in a while.

Mr. Brut, but the Ancient One is right, you need to at least know what is going on, don't you? Sounds like you know Dormammu, don't you?"

Zhang Jinyang shook the steel whip in his hand, showing disdain: "Marceau, my name is Brut Marceau."

What could it be? It's just the cliché story of the men who guard the darkness because they want to throw themselves into the darkness, and we have the Abyssal Demon King who founded a church here—your business is that they found out.

Ancient One, do you think that no one will be able to discover your identity as a blasphemous priest? The approach of the dark space...... After all, it's just you who stole Dormammu's power and got discovered, right?

Or...... Agamotto is also a blasphemous priest, so this temple is a blasphemous priest's lair......?

Gu Yi shook his hand and dispersed the fan in his hand, and returned to the state of a worldly master with his hands behind his back: "Blasphemy priest, what is that? It's not a day or two that Dormammu wants to devour this world."

Master Agomoto discovered this crisis, established a temple to protect the world to this day, and passed on knowledge and responsibility from generation to generation, his relics are naturally ours, as a robber and slander the reputation of the master, this is not the character of a Yanhuang martial arts master. ”

Zhang Jinyang put away the steel whip in his hand with regret: "This is the North American eagle...... Phew, what is slandering......

The world? You don't know how big the world is? Dormammu is just an outer creature, and there are many things like him.

He's drawn to you, and your dark power is like a guiding light, and unlike Casillas, it's just that you can withstand Dormammu's corrosion—oh...... Maybe you didn't explain to your men the precautions for stealing power from Dormammu?"

After Strange had dealt with Master Mordo, he came between the two and was puzzled by their argument: "What are you arguing about? Hasn't the Eye of Agamotto always been in Kama Taj, and why do you want to keep it for yourself?"

And why do you always say that the Ancient One is a blasphemous priest and is stealing Dormammu's power?"

Zhang Jinyang looked at him, and the headquarters had already sent Strange's information to his glasses, so he also knew a little about this surgeon: "Stephen Strange, neurosurgeon?"

I noticed that you turned down an Air Force colonel with a burst fracture of the middle thoracic vertebra before you were in a car accident?"

Strange said "What's wrong? Your people? That's not a difficult operation." ”

Flattening his mouth, Zhang Jinyang shook his finger: "You rejected an opportunity to go to the truth of the world...... That's Iron Patriot, Iron Man's best friend.

If you could be absorbed into the Avengers because of this, you wouldn't ask such a stupid question.

The first question is that blasphemy priesthood is an ancient evil profession, and this evil does not mean that they kill people or anything, they are labeled evil by the world.

In fact, these evil sacrifices all seem to be good people, and some of them will be called heroes, because they can always find some monsters that don't seem so friendly to fight, some won, heroes, some die, but because of the destructive behavior of the monsters, they will also be praised as heroes.

However, no one knows that these monsters from unknown space and unknown world are the ones they attracted.

Through a series of sacrifices, or magic arrays, they steal the extraordinary power of these monsters to maintain their youth, prolong their life, increase their strength, and make themselves human beings.

Losers are like the raccoon mages, who will become puppets of outer creatures exploring foreign lands - especially thieves who steal their own power in this foreign land, so isn't it logical to find this thief's lair and wreak havoc?

Does this behavior pattern sound familiar?

Creatures like Dormammu rarely have anything interesting happening in life, and their lives are generally asleep...... Grow...... Eating...... Sleeping...... Growth, so repeatedly, is very monotonous.

But a thief, wow, what a fun thing I could play with for 10,000 years.

Don't think this is nonsense, the Devourer of Planets that Earth just took away not long ago is one of them, we paid a lot of money to make him temporarily lose interest in Earth, if he knows that Dormammu is interested here, he will definitely come back, eating one Dormammu will make him eat a lot less planets. ”

Strange looked at Gu Yi blankly, the face of this delicate archmage was not very good, and he stretched out his hand and pointed at the mage Mordo on the ground, making him float:

"Looks like you guys can really help against the dark space, so let's go upstairs and have a good talk.

I'm also interested in what you're talking about, and it's all knowledge that Kama Taj doesn't have. ”

Zhang Jinyang glanced at Master Mordu, who had been unconscious, and did not expose Gu Yi's little trick - he was just stunned by the shock wave of the explosion, and it stands to reason that Strange would be able to wake him up, but this hand-to-hand combat mage with a rough appearance and a rough heart (he still thinks that these people are warrior monks) is obviously not suitable to hear the next conversation.

Strange watched the Ancient One lead the way and lead the way with the floating Mage Mordo jumping towards the second floor, and smiled reluctantly: "Ah, welcome to the New York Temple, Master Ancient One...... Actually, she's a good person, but she's lived for hundreds of years. ”

Zhang Jinyang sneered: "Do you mean that I want to respect the old man?" wait...... She's a woman?

Strange didn't understand the surprise he used: "Of course, can't you see it?"

Zhang Jinyang blinked: "I never take the initiative to peep at other people's bodies, and ...... I always thought you were a monk's temple, but I didn't expect her to be a nun. ”

This time it was Staranci's turn to stop smiling: "We are not warrior monks, we are mages, mysterious, and can be mages of all kinds of spells." ”

Zhang Jinyang carefully observed the old murals on the corridor wall and these antique ornaments on display, and replied casually:

"The monk also has a lot of strange spells, the most important thing is that you all use spells to fight hand-to-hand, the mage is not good at fists and sticks, she actually uses a fan...... I don't know if it's authentic or not."