Chapter 229: Fighting, Persisting in Fighting

Stephen and Casillas's believers were still scuffling, the believer strangled Stephen's neck with both hands behind his back, Stephen took advantage of the situation and threw the believer out of the glass door in a wrestling manner, and then twisted the round turntable, wanting to change the scene and leave the believer in the previous place, but unexpectedly, the believer grabbed Clark the moment he was thrown out of the glass door.

"Oh no, brother, I didn't mean to." Stephen didn't know what to do for a moment, but before he could think about it, Casillas' sword rushed over.

Seeing this, Stephen drew his long whip and slashed at Casillas, who dodged in time.

Seeing this, Stephen felt that he was no match for Casillas, so he ran towards the corridor he had just entered, and Casillas continued to chase after him.

When they ran to the museum they had been to, and seeing that there was nowhere to run, Stephen picked up one of the magic vessels on display, which was a copper cylinder with a yellowish glow from the mouth.

Stephen held the artifact and aimed the mouth of the cylinder at Casillas.

"You won't use it, will you?" Casillas said contemptuously.

As he spoke, Casillas kicked Stephen, who fell hard, smashing the display window. With another kick, Casillas kicked Stephen into the window in the other direction.

In this way, as they fought, one window after another was smashed, until when he smashed the window where a red cloak was hung, Casillas raised his sword and stabbed Stephen.

But a miraculous scene occurred, and the corner of the red cloak flew out, blocking Casillas' sword for Stephen.

Casillas stabbed again, the red cloak was again, and Cassie couldn't touch Stephen at all, and he couldn't hurt him. Casillas was furious, he didn't know what was going on.

Seeing this, Casillas had no choice but to kick Stephen in the other direction, Stephen was still wielding the whip desperately, and Casillas didn't want to continue the fight with Stephen, so he lifted Stephen and threw him heavily from the second floor to the ground on the first floor.

At this moment, the red cloak just now flew out and flew to the first floor.

After a while, Stephen flew from the first floor to the second floor in a red cloak and came to Casillas, Stephen stopped in mid-air, folded his hands, and crossed them again, he felt a sense of power that he had never felt before.

His hands were filled with the power of spell, and he swung his whip again, wrapping it around Casillas' sword.

For a moment, they became entangled, and the red cloak seemed to have a magical power, and it dragged Stephen backwards.

Stephen was brought to the wall by the red cloak, and when he looked back, there were three magic weapons hanging on the left wall, a pair of copper axes and a copper shield.

Stephen tried to get the axe and shield, but he found that he couldn't walk any way, and it turned out that the red cloak was pulling him in the opposite direction.

"Oh, what? You don't want me to get an axe and a shield?" Stephen couldn't help but speak to the cloak.

The cloak was also very spiritual, and it still insisted on dragging Stephen in the opposite direction. He gestured to the iron armor on Stephen's other wall, which did not look like warrior's armor, it was rudimentary, made of many iron scales connected by each other, interlocking together.

"Oh my God, you're such a thoughtful cloak, and stubborn. What is this thing?" Stephen shook his head helplessly.

"You didn't let me put him on, did you?" Stephen asked, only to see the red cloak motioning for Stephen to throw the pile of iron at Casillas.

Stephen turned to fetch the iron armor, an ancient piece of armor, rusted in every piece.

Casillas saw Stephen's intentions, and he just stepped forward to try to stop it. He slashed at Stephen with his sword. Stephen dodged left and right, slowly bringing his hands closer to the armor.

Each time, at the moment when he was about to get his armor, he was shot down by Casillas' hands.

Stephen used the whip to continue the fight with Casillas, taking advantage of the situation to remove the armor and throw it at Casillas. The armor seems to have found the person it was looking for

, all at once it was worn on Casillas's body.

Casillas was tightly surrounded by iron armor, and the armor began to change automatically, and the nodes connected by each iron chain were tightly locked together like locks, holding Casillas firmly in control. The armor on his legs was locked to the armor on his shoulders, which forced Casillas to kneel in front of Stephen, while he put his hands behind and the armor on his arms was locked together from behind.

Casillas couldn't break free from the armor, and even the more he tried to break free, the more firmly the armor locked. His mouth was also firmly gagged by armor.

Stephen kept panting, and the operation just now consumed all his strength. Just listen to Casillas's mouth gagged by armor, and he keeps saying something.

"What? Oh my gosh, what are you talking about?" Stephen couldn't hear it at all, and he walked over impatiently and took the iron hood from Casillas' mouth.

I only heard Casillas still chanting incantations, babbling.

"Oh, don't read it!" Stephen was annoyed.

Casillas was still closing his eyes and muttering incantations, one after the other.

"I told you to stop!" Stephen couldn't help but shout at Casillas.

"It can't be stopped, Mr. Doctor." Casillas opened his eyes and said to Stephen.

"What? I don't even know what it is?"

"This is the end and the beginning. The result has changed from many to few, and from less to one." Casillas continued to speak in a fumbled manner.

"If you're going to talk to me like this again, I'll use this to seal your mouth again." As he spoke, Stephen raised the iron cover he had just taken off and said to Casillas.

"Say it, Mr. Doctor."

"Listen, my name is Stephen. Dr. Strange." Stephen read his name slowly, word for word.

"Are you really a doctor?" Casillas asked.

"Yes!"

"As a scientist, you should be well versed in the laws of nature, everything is everything, life and death are fate, time is intermediated, the golden crow is exhausted, the temperature is dropping, and the earth is destroyed." Casillas continued to speak his theory to Stephen.

"What are you talking about? Say something I can understand."

"Please don't interrupt me, Dr. Strange."

"Okay, you go ahead."

"But in the midst of the darkness, what I just said is not time-bound at all." Casillas continued.

Stephen reluctantly picked up the iron cover in his hand and said, "Oh my God, I think I'm going to have to keep your mouth shut."

As he spoke, Stephen walked towards Casillas with the iron cover.

"This world does not need to perish, it can be a part of Dormammu, a very beautiful part, like many other worlds. We will embrace life." Casillas continued.

Stephen listened to what Casillas said and couldn't help but ask, "Really?" He turned to put the iron hood aside and continued to Casillas, "And what do you get out of this new world's utopia?".

"Like you, like everybody, life, eternal life. People think about good and evil, and the real enemy is time, and time destroys everything." Casillas continued, trying to convince Stephen.

"And what about the lives of those you exterminated?"

"It's insignificant, it's just tiny specks of dust in the vast universe."

Stephen listened and fell into deep thought.