Chapter 2163

When the surgery was halfway through, Jonah already realized something was wrong. This was not a situation he could handle, but gamblers are like this. Before losing his pants, he always felt he could turn the tables.

And when Strange appeared, Jonah's misjudgment of the situation had reached an outrageous degree. He felt that as long as he was given another half hour, the surgery would definitely be a perfect success, and Strange was exactly knowing this point, so he persuaded the agent to come and grab his credit.

Strange in the operating room was like a lion patrolling his territory. He walked behind Jonah unhurriedly, without any intention of grabbing his position as chief surgeon.

But Jonah felt as if he had returned to the intern period and was being taught by the chief surgeon to complete a surgery that was simple to the point of being simple, and he was also a bit panicked as he was then.

He tried hard to analyze the direction and structure of those specific nerves, completely forgetting the model he had conceived in the consultation before, but started from the beginning and prepared to gamble.

"Don't you plan to try it?"

Strange heard a voice ringing in his ear. At first, he thought it was his hallucination, but soon he heard the same call again, so he turned to look in the direction the voice came from.

At that moment, Strange's pupils shrank, because he saw a young man with black hair and blue eyes standing in the corner of the operating room, smiling and looking at him.

That was Bruce Wei En.

To be precise, it was Bruce Wei En's soul, but it was not like an ordinary person's soul, and there was a hazy light on the edge.

"Don't you plan to try to save me?"

The moment Bruce's voice appeared in Strange's mind, the alarm bell in his heart rang loudly. He said, "Who are you? Why do you want me to come here?!"

"I'm sorry to invite you in this way, but I want to talk to you about conditions."

"I won't talk about conditions with anyone." Strange was very tough. He shook his head gently and said to Bruce, "Especially a strange creature like you, don't try to bewitch me."

"I suppose you have already seen Constantine. You must be very strange, where did he get those messy but very effective escape means?"

Bruce changed the subject and began to tell: "This has to be said about the magic system of that Earth you are not familiar with. Although it sounds a bit absurd, in the universe you are in, the source of magic and the way of using magic are not the worst."

Reason told Strange not to listen to this freak, but he had to admit that what he said was very attractive. Strange wanted to know what was going on with the magic system on the opposite side, and he really couldn't think of any other system that could be worse than the current one.

Strange could not be called a competent Sorcerer Supreme. The magic defense system of the Earth had been deteriorating year after year under his leadership. He had to constantly check for gaps and fill them, and save fire everywhere to barely maintain it. Such a situation had been for a while.

What could be worse than this?

Bruce's next words opened his eyes.

Bruce briefly described the magic system of the DC universe to him, especially mentioning the reactions of various places in the magic world to the vampire invasion before, including how the great mages sold out humans, how cunning demons and angels harvested humans, and how magic inheritance lost its autonomy.

Strange was the Sorcerer Supreme after all. The remaining power of the Sorcerer Supreme was still there. Most of the demon gods came to attack the Earth just to mean it, saying "I want to lift the roof, you don't let me, then I secretly dig a hole, get some small benefits, you can't stop me, right?"

He really couldn't imagine that human mages were humble to angels and demons, and even willing to be their puppets, unconditionally offering everything of themselves and their compatriots.

This kind of thing would make anyone from a country with colonial experience angry to death, and mainly hate those damn "two ghosts" (traitors).

Of course, if this situation was far away, Strange would at most be angry and sarcastic, but if the two Earths merged, he would really be in a hurry.

The old Earth of Marvel 616 only brought one Earth, and the demon gods in the universe didn't follow. Strange had long found that he couldn't contact the Vishanti, but in fact, he had few times when he could contact these demon gods, and most of the time he had to wait for them to contact him.

Strange thought the Vishanti just had something to do and didn't have time to answer the phone. After listening to Bruce's story, he understood that the demon gods in this universe had changed a team, and they couldn't be called demon gods, but the hell's heaven and angels.

And humans must be humble to talk to them and sign contracts to get a little bit of poor magic power.

When tracking Constantine before, Strange found that the other party's means were very fancy, but still couldn't escape a word, which was "poor."

If you really kneel out a glory and wealth, that's fine. Since you can't earn money even by kneeling, what's the point of kneeling? Besides, Kamar-Taj's style for many years has been to earn money while standing.

Strange's heart sank heavily, but he still stared at Bruce and remained silent. Bruce continued to speak.

"But this is not a dead end that cannot be solved. The guy you saw called Constantine is, to some extent, a beneficiary of this system."

Strange frowned. He didn't quite understand what Bruce meant. Bruce walked to the side of his own operating table, leaned on the operating table and said: "He is a black box. For some reason, angels and demons cannot check how much power is stored in his body."

"And according to the rules of the magic system of this universe, the biggest creditor before death will get the soul of the mage after death and the remaining power in his body. That is to say, all angels and demons can only blindly invest in Constantine, and then expect that they will be the biggest creditor, and the winner takes all."

Strange reacted a little, but there were still some things that hadn't been cleared up. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Bruce. Bruce nodded and said: "The fusion of two small Earths in the endless universe certainly cannot be announced to the world. Heaven and Hell didn't register the names of you outsiders at all."

"And the higher-level computer administrator, although we don't know who he is for the time being, he obviously has no right to write your names into the underlying system. You don't belong here."

Bruce's words obviously contained many hints. Strange didn't understand, but he could understand the literal meaning—the mages of Kamar-Taj were also black boxes.

And the degree of their black box was probably higher than Constantine's, because they had no counterparts in these universes and were all new faces. When they appeared for the first time, angels and demons would definitely think they were novice mages. Just relying on this, they could cheat a lot of energy.

Strange immediately realized what the other party was going to do, and also understood that this was the fundamental purpose of Bruce tricking him here.

"Are Nick and you in the same group?" Strange also realized that it was probably this mysterious Bruce Wei En who contacted Nick first, and Nick agreed to his plan. The two of them joined forces to set up a game, using Bruce Wei En's need for treatment as an excuse to call him here.

This is an excellent negotiation location, because he completely got rid of magic attributes. Even if Strange was let in by the agent, other people staring at Wei En would only think that Nick wanted to intervene in Gotham's power struggle, and it had nothing to do with magic at all.

Strange felt a trace of wavering, not because of Bruce, but precisely because of Nick Fury.

In fact, he had long felt that Nick was a bit strange, not that he had become worse, but precisely that he had become a bit too powerful.

Recently, the degree of hardness of S. H. I. E. L. D. made everyone look at it with admiration. First, it beat Kingpin to the point of having no power to fight back, and then chased the Court of Owls to jump around, brushing enough presence in both Earths. Nick Fury also became synonymous with the hawk faction.

Isn't this a coincidence? Strange is also a hawk.

He didn't do well as Sorcerer Supreme, not because he wasn't strong enough, but precisely because he was too strong, or paranoid and extreme, but not as good at fighting as the Ancient One, which made him leak everywhere and be restricted everywhere.

People are always more appreciative and trusting of people who have the same style and thoughts as themselves. If Nick also agrees with the ideas of this person named Wei En, then perhaps it is really feasible.

Thinking about the magic system problems of this universe that Bruce mentioned before, Strange wavered even more severely.

He absolutely could not accept that mages became begging dogs under the feet of angels and demons, and it was even more impossible to be manipulated by others and become the leader of the "two ghosts."

But the original demon gods no longer existed. If you want power, you can only get it from angels and demons. And just relying on these people in Kamar-Taj, wanting to overthrow Heaven and Hell is obviously unrealistic.

Just overthrowing the system they established on Earth is as difficult as going to the sky, because they also have to deal with DC's traditional mages. These "two ghosts" who have knelt for a long time can't stand up just because they say so.

If the fist is not big enough, everything is useless. Strange has a deep understanding of this.

And at this time, Bruce went a step further and said: "The magic system here is worse, which also means that the creditors here have no bottom line. As long as you can afford the price, they dare to do anything."

"No rules and regulations, no legal system, unscrupulous, nothing is taboo. They don't care about any established fate line or unchangeable results more than anyone else. This means that as long as you want, all regrets can be made up."

Strange froze.

Bruce snapped his fingers and said: "Forgot to introduce myself. The reason why I can see everything in front of you, that is, the body is lying on the bed, and the soul is still floating here safely and talking to you, is because I am actually an angel."

Strange widened his eyes with an expression of "Are you kidding me?"

"In order to verify what I said, we can sign a simple treaty. This at least allows you to understand what the process of signing a treaty in this world is. This is what I said before that we can talk about conditions."

Strange's heart beat violently because of the last paragraph he said before. He knew who all his extremes and paranoia were given to. He had given up, but that was just the past.

"What conditions?" he asked with a dry mouth.

Bruce's gaze fell on Strange's hand. He said: "I can heal your arm, ensure no sequelae, and let you become God's Hand again."

"Then what is the price?"

"Tell everyone in the name of God's Hand that you can save me, and then perform a surgery of at least 20 hours to provide me with an alibi."