Continue watching the duo of Kaecilius and Stephen Strange downstairs.
Kaecilius was whimpering, as if he were about to say something.
"What?"
"What do you want to say?"
Stephen Strange hesitated, turned sideways, and cautiously moved toward Kaecilius step by step. After confirming that he could no longer move, he took off the device covering Kaecilius's mouth.
"Don't read it."
"Oh, shit, don't read it."
"I told you to stop."
Even after Stephen Strange took off the device gagging Kaecilius's mouth, the man was still mumbling like someone with a broken mind. Because Blaine was far away, and perhaps because Kaecilius could not speak clearly or because he did not know what he was saying, not only Stephen Strange, but even Blaine could not hear what Kaecilius was chanting.
However, from Stephen Strange's expression, repetitive tone, and exploding foul language, it should not have been hard to imagine that Kaecilius was saying some nasty things.
"It won't stop, Mr. Doctor."
Huh? No, it seemed Blaine had gotten it wrong. The sound just now had come from the metal device that restrained Kaecilius's movements. Why, these days, had even a magical artifact converted to Buddhism like the Ancient One? It was fine to tie him up, but it even gave him a Great Compassion Mantra to wash his brain?
"What? I don't even know what this is."
Blaine did not know what was going on with that device, let alone Stephen Strange, who also looked confused. He stupidly froze in place. It might also have been because he was still stuck in the shock from just now and had not recovered his senses. After all, Stephen Strange had not had a single peaceful moment since Kaecilius came to the New York Sanctum.
"This is the end."
"And also the beginning."
"The result changes from more to less, and from less to one."
"If you're going to be so polite to me, I'll just use this thing to gag your mouth again."
He did not know what Kaecilius was saying over there. Let alone Stephen Strange, even Blaine had heard enough.
That was right. Under the tutelage of the Ancient One, Kaecilius's skillful mouth had naturally been influenced by what he had seen and heard from her. These grand principles did not need to be organized in advance; they just came out of his mouth. No wonder Stephen Strange was so violent. After all, before coming here, he had just come out of the Ancient One's "touching" speech...
"Speak, Mr. Doctor."
Seeing that Stephen Strange had lost his temper, Kaecilius calmed down. However, from his words, Blaine knew what he wanted to say to Stephen Strange.
"Oh, shit, listen."
"My name is Doctor Stephen Strange."
Stephen Strange became even more irritable when he was called "doctor." He had just sold off countless treasures of gold and silver, villas, luxury cars, and Lamborghinis, not to mention those precious watches worth tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of dollars.
What had Stephen Strange spent so much money for? It was to heal the consequences of those two lines of tears caused by his reckless driving.
In order to heal those hands, he had spent so much money. And for what? He wanted to pick up a scalpel again and return to the operating table, but now, in a daze, he had boarded the Ancient One's thief ship.
Now, he had been beaten up in a daze and had nearly lost his life. What was more, even after being locked up, Kaecilius still had to expose Stephen Strange's scars. Did he not know Stephen Strange was already broken?
Through mind reading, when Blaine found out about Stephen Strange's past, he felt helpless. A good young man, in his prime, with a promising career, abundant wealth, and a beautiful female doctor chasing after him. But because of a car accident, his villa was gone, his Lamborghini, Ferrari, Rolls-Royce, and Bentley had all turned into bubbles, and even the girlfriend he was about to have was gone. In the end, although what he received in exchange was magical ability, for no reason at all, he had also taken on the responsibility of saving the world.
In this regard, Blaine could only say that Marvel officially reminded you: there were ten million rules when driving, and safety came first.
"Are you really a doctor?"
"Yes..."
Nani? What did Kaecilius mean by this sentence? What did he mean by "really" a doctor? So this guy had only been guessing at the beginning? Let alone Stephen Strange, even Blaine was stunned for a moment and almost fell from the beam after being struck by this thunder. It was a waste of so much of Blaine's feelings.
"As a scientist,"
"You should understand the laws of survival in nature better than I do."
"Everything lives and dies."
"The end of time, the end of the golden crow."
"The temperature is falling, and the Earth is dying."
"But in the Dark Dimension,"
"There is our god."
"He is so powerful that no one can defeat him."
"He is not only unafraid of the passage of time, but can also resist everything in the world."
Hearing Kaecilius start raving again, not only Blaine, but even Stephen Strange could not take it anymore. He walked over directly, intending to gag Kaecilius's mouth with the metal device.
"Et cetera, et cetera."
"Wait a moment."
As soon as he saw that Stephen Strange was still going to gag him, Kaecilius quickly returned to his normal speaking style.
"You'd better say something useful."
"Otherwise, this may be the last chance you get to speak in this life, man."
It seemed that Stephen Strange had come out of the self-blame from killing just now. That was not hard to hear from Stephen Strange's words threatening Kaecilius. Wasn't being able to calmly face and speak about murder the best proof?
A doctor was indeed a doctor. That was what he did. There might be far more than one person who had died at Stephen Strange's hands. This damn adaptability—Blaine really wanted to complain about it.
"Aren't you curious?"
"Why is the Ancient One able to maintain her appearance without natural aging, and still possess such powerful magical ability?"
"Wait..."
"You mean?"
"Dormammu?"
As soon as Kaecilius gave him a small reminder, Stephen Strange immediately knew what he was going to say.
However, even as a disciple brought in by the Ancient One, Stephen Strange should not have been so willing to speculate about his teacher. And now, it was time to oppose Dormammu.
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