Chapter 370: Amateur Mage, Gwen

After Natasha and the others left.

Stark dialed someone's number—

【How is your hand doing? Stephen】

Stephen Strange: 【... Oh... Tony... you actually have time to call me... My hand? It... it's doing quite well now... Kamar-Taj... is truly a magical place... If you're not busy... come and take a look again...】

Tony Stark: 【Why is your voice breaking up?】

Stephen Strange: 【Oh... actually.. "800".. yours sounds like that too... it might be because... the signal here is bad... hiss... not only is the signal bad here... it's also very cold...】

Tony Stark: 【Ah... alright... then can you perform surgery again? I need a top-tier surgeon to remove the shrapnel from my chest.】

Stephen Strange: 【You've decided?... You should know that even for me... performing that surgery of yours... carries a certain amount of risk...】

Tony Stark: 【What if we add magic to it? And I will invite other top medical doctors to discuss how to proceed with the surgery together.】

Stephen Strange: 【That's a very good idea... then I will head over as soon as possible... very soon...】

In the Himalayan mountains.

Strange shivered from the cold wind and tremblingly tucked his phone back into his robes...

Subsequently.

This mage apprentice swiped his ring-wearing hand—

Sss... sss... sss...!

A perfect circular golden spark ring was half-formed.

This brought a look of joy to his unkempt face.

However.

Boom~~

In the next second, the unformed golden spark ring collapsed again...

"Oh..."

Strange couldn't help but feel a bit discouraged.

After all, that Miss Maximoff from the same intake could already defeat Master Mordo and trade blows with the Ancient One...

By comparison, he, an apprentice still practicing teleportation, seemed like a total noob...

But fortunately, there was still that white-haired squash at the bottom... ===== CHAPTER 372 =====