Strange seems to have become accustomed to his life on the run, but is that really the right thing?

Before escaping the cracks, Strange is convinced that he can't die, and that he must reverse a bleak future that is destined to see no hope or outcome.

But now.

Fate has been placed in the hands of someone else, the Time Gem has changed owners, and even Strange himself has died in the true sense of the word, leaving behind only a few memories and spells.

There seemed no need for him to continue on the run.

Let's fight to the death, even if these strange crystals can't actually kill Dastan, it's worth it to be able to seriously injure him, after all, as a dead person, there are not many meaningful things that you can do.

Strange's gaze fell on Darstan, his face calm, unable to read his inner thoughts.

The mirror world fell into an eerie silence, and since Strange unfolded the mirror world, the two of them had been fighting each other, and after the abrupt gap in the portal appeared, the battle reached a new level of intensity.

But now, there is a kind of calm between the two that seems to be tacit.

It seems that Dastan is very afraid of this crystal, he must have a lot of things to tell himself, but it is certain that he does not have the strength to fight against the spread and existence of this crystal, otherwise it is impossible to show such a restrained state.

As for the possibility that these crystals and Dastan are in a united front, with their speed, it won't be long before the entire mirror world will be devoured, and Dastan will naturally win.

In the face of victory, he didn't need to be so silent, he would definitely make a triumphant mockery.

。。 Wait a minute.

Strange seemed to feel like he had suddenly grabbed something.

A glimmer of light in the darkness is like a flash of light in the mist.

No one knew what was about to happen until the night of magic came, it appeared without the slightest warning, and in fact, after it appeared, no one knew exactly what the reason for all this was.

At the very least, they can be sure that the flash point incident was caused by the speeders running illegally.

But no one knows anything about the magical night, including the origin of the outer gods, their purpose, only that they keep attacking and destroying everything.

What the hell is an outward god?

Initially, they thought that the unspeakable creature was an extraterrestrial creature, perhaps from an alien planet, or perhaps from another world.

But later, under the research of Stark, Richards, Banner and many other top PhDs in various fields, they found that the true definition of these things should be classified as artificial creatures.

Artificially created. Or rather, transformed.

This discovery once shocked everyone, artificial creatures are not better than natural creatures, even natural creatures, have many weaknesses, there are few perfect creatures in this world, let alone artificial creatures.

Even if this artificial creature appears to be near-perfect, it certainly has a fatal weakness, and possibly even more.

Find the weakness, exploit it alone, and then make sacrifices to launch a Jedi counterattack and ultimately win.

That's how the right script is written, and they also take this kind of script and get victory after victory, fight off alien enemies, defeat supervillains, and then win, this time. It shouldn't come as a surprise.

It's a pity that the reality is far from being as rosy as these heroes imagined.

After realizing the origin of the outer gods, the progress of the entire experiment was limited to this, and they did not find the slightest thing in the next six months.

What can only be determined is that most of the Outer Gods possess special energy, and although their abilities are different, it can be vaguely inferred that they have the same energy source.

This energy is so aggressive that superheroes have few known means to deal with it.

And as the invasion of the outer gods became more and more violent, their personnel began to disperse gradually, and then. Laboratories and research laboratories were also disbanded.

With the death or disappearance of Richards, Banner and other doctors in various fields, no one can continue to carry out the experiment.

They lost the opportunity to use their wits to win, and if they wanted to win the final battle, they could only go head-to-head.

And Strange can't see a glimmer of hope of victory in this matchup.

But.. What did Dastan say just now?

His power could not fight against this crystal.

As the Supreme Mage, Kama Taj's handle, and an excellent neurosurgeon, Strange's IQ was completely unquestionable, and countless thoughts and clues turned around his mind a few times, and he immediately realized the importance of this news.

He broke through the rift and broke through the rift, but even if he gave everything to others, even if he changed the owner of the Time Stone, those outer gods still needed to fight.

Strange wasn't sure if his departure had caused a change in the entire timeline, but it was certain that the outer gods who possessed the power of time themselves would have jumped outside the timeline and would not be affected.

He had to prepare for the worst.

And this clue can bring new help to the fight against these appearances.

Thinking of this, the entire mirror world immediately loosened, after all, this space was created by Strange, and any of his thoughts and movements would be reflected.

As an old rival, Dastan also immediately felt everything.

"Not really." Dastan sneered with nonchalance, "I thought you superheroes wouldn't have any fear of death." ”

"All I know is that you cunning fellows won't be willing to die."

Strange's meaning is very obvious, timely is really a decisive situation, and Dastan will definitely not be so restrained, and will still try to find a glimmer of life.

Then he is so quiet at this time, naturally because things may not have come to that extent.

In this way, it would be foolish for Strange to stay here with him and wait for his death, even if this is just a constant spell clone on the Time Stone, and it is not something that can be easily lost.

Some memories and information about the future, only he knows.

A sneer appeared on Darstan's lips, and the sand was retracted by him, returning to its original state, gathering in the transparent part of the handle of the Blade of Time, and after the chaotic battle with Strange, the Sands of Time was consumed by at least a third.

If he can't be supplemented, he can't support him to make a few space-time jumps, and even the time span of the jump can't exceed ten years or so.

The dark pattern of the Eye of Horus resurfaced around Dastan's eyes, and the whole world changed in his eyes once more.

The brightly colored physical scene has disappeared and been replaced by a stream of energy blocks.

Naturally, Dastan saw the origin of these spreading crystals, they were a force from a higher latitude, and they possessed a natural corrosive and infectious nature, and even his own strength could not resist for long.

Fortunately, the owner of this crystal is not a well-known guy in the high-latitude world.

The world of high latitudes is complex and changeable, and the degree of size and complexity is no less than that of the world of medium and low latitudes, and some powerful beings are widely known, and the power and wisdom they possess are terrifying.

But in the same way, in the countless worlds at high latitudes, there are also many weak guys, even if they have the power of higher latitudes, they are also monsters without intelligence, and they are just beasts with stronger power in lower latitudes.

Even in some ordinary middle and low latitude worlds, it is possible to occasionally give birth to such a existence.

Now he is facing such a guy.

So if Horus was fully observed, he sacrificed part of his strength to force a breakthrough, there would be no problem.

As for Strange. Who cares if he dies.

But what Lingdastein wondered, if he remembered correctly, was that before he was trapped by Strange, it was just an ordinary human world that could no longer be ordinary.

How did this weird power that belongs to high latitudes come out.

It's hard to do it. Is that the world?

Dastan knows that there is a world that looks like a place where ordinary humans live, but in fact, it has been eroded by countless indescribable beings and forces.

He'd even infiltrated Lalaye there, the ruined city of Sleep.

Of course, it almost didn't come out, but even so, this fluke experience allowed him to blow for the rest of his life, and it was because of this incident that he was given the power of the Eye of Horus.

That world is very dangerous, and even if his boss is in person, I am afraid that he will not be able to get much benefit.

Over here.. Probably not there.

Sure enough, it was the portal that provoked the pot, and Dastan couldn't help but want to complain about why there were always neuropaths trying to open the doors of higher latitudes and attract these uncontrollable forces.

Yi Huan, who is far away in another world: "Ahhh ”

Once again, the Mirror World began to twist, but this time it wasn't for Darstan, and Strange was splitting the space, trying to trap the spreading crystals inside, so that they wouldn't spread out after corroding the Mirror World.

At the same time, at the last moment, cut off the connection with the mirror world and get out of the predicament by himself, of course, Dastan is certainly not among them.

However, Dastan knows better than Strange that these crystals are spreading from the outside, and with their contagiousness and strong assimilation, I am afraid that the outside world will only be worse, not better.

Strange's worries were just too much, it wasn't strange for him to see a world full of crystals when he went out, and it was normal for the entire planet to turn into a giant crystal.

Ignoring Strange, Dastan prepares himself in the dark.

The light in Horus's eyes flowed, always staring for possible gaps or flaws.

And then.. The next moment, the entire space suddenly distorted.

"Hell!" Dastan cursed in his heart.

As an assassin with time in his hands, jumping space was the most familiar thing, and with the energy rolling around him, Dastan immediately realized that he was being swept into the vortex of space.

And also a spiral of time with no destination, random exile.

It seems that the people outside the mirror world also know the difficulty and danger of these high-latitude forces, and when they saw that they couldn't resist it, they immediately sent them to other dimensions.

He couldn't help but want to complain again, and when he was idle, he called for the power of the high latitudes, and when he found it uncontrollable, he threw it to other worlds.

It's simply.

But Dastan didn't want to be a part of the troubled waters, and at this moment, the Horus pattern around his eyes seemed to come to life, like a fish swimming in the water, and waves appeared.

"Coordinates hidden in space."

As the power of the gods, the Eye of Horus was originally very good, and after the transformation of the God Creation Project, it became one of the most powerful pairs of eyes.

Under Dastan's gaze, a sparkling glow began to emerge in the infinite darkness of the void, which was the spatial coordinates that had been marked, and around him, a huge whirlpool, enveloping everything in it, moving around quickly.

The speed of the vortex was very fast, and Dastan didn't have time to look at these coordinates carefully, and the picture in the coordinates flashed, and Dastan had already chosen a place that looked similar.

The next moment, the Blade of Time pulled out a dagger in his hand, and countless black cracks broke out in the void as the dagger slashed, and then these gaps became larger and larger, and soon formed a spatial collapse.

Dastan didn't hesitate, he jumped and sank into the gap, and just after he disappeared, the next moment, the chaotic energy in the vortex filled in, instantly erasing all traces of his existence.

。。。

On the other hand, Strange also noticed Dastan's disappearance, but he was a little too busy to take care of himself at this time.

As a mage, Strange is no stranger to the use of space, but he has never experienced such a rough spatial transfer, which is not a transfer at all, but a forced shoving into the crack, letting it go.

Trying to escape is not difficult for Strange.

With a slight stroke of the hanging hand, the sparkling arc of light was already splashed in the air.

It's not hard to leave, but the hard part is how to position yourself where you want to go.

Strange wants to find the owner of the Time Stone, the Time Master named Richard Rip Hunt, who has inherited a part of his future memories and has the Time Stone, whose energy can prolong his existence and give him enough time to teach him power.

But the irascible spatial energy made it difficult for him to calm down and do all this.

The spatial turbulence interrupted his connection with the Time Gem all the time, and he used too much strength to resist the spells that maintained himself from being destroyed by the spatial turbulence, and it would not be long before he would be exhausted and disappear without the need for spatial energy.

At this moment, Strange seemed to return to the days when he was studying at Kama Taj, and the Supreme Ancient One threw him to the top of Mount Everest, where he could not open the portal and froze to death.

Time is limited, so take advantage of it.

The devastated New York, the world in calamity, the fallen companions, the war-torn city.

At this moment, Strange calmed down suddenly, and his mind had never been so undisturbed, as if nothing in the world could affect him anymore.

The hand with the hanging ring slashed round and round in the air, the sparks burst out, and the arc of light became larger and larger, and then in the next moment, the arc of light suddenly connected together, and the door opened inside, connecting to another dimension, revealing a completely different situation from the void in the depths of him at this time.

The interior of a spaceship.

Strange didn't have much strength, or energy, left, and took a step forward, then collapsed limply on the cold ground of the ship.

The portal vanished, and a spatial vortex swept in, swallowing up the last vestiges of existence.

Lying on the cold ground, Strange felt his consciousness begin to dissipate, and before disappearing, he heard the alarm of the ship's intelligence, one footstep after another, and finally, he saw a figure with the Eye of Agomoto hanging from his chest.

With his fists clenched, Strange felt his body gradually fill with energy once again, and began to solidify.

"It's okay. Caught up. With a sigh, he fell into a coma.