American comics start with asking Iron Man a question.

When Strange walked down a relatively quiet street, he unfortunately encountered a few local thugs who wanted to steal his watch.

Strange naturally refused, so he was surrounded by a group of people and brutally beaten.

Bang bang bang!

But at this critical moment, a black man dressed as a mage suddenly appeared and quickly chased away all the thugs.

"It's him!"

All the elderly people who answered the questions recognized the black man as Doctor Strange's companion.

He has teamed up with Doctor Strange on many occasions to fight against enemies.

—That was Baron Mordo.

"You're looking for Kamar-Taj?" Baron Mordo asked, staring at Strange.

Strange nodded immediately.

Baron Mordo didn't waste any words and led Strange to a magnificent and imposing palace—opposite to an inconspicuous, even somewhat dilapidated, small door.

"Are you sure this is the place?" Strange was almost incredulous. "That place looks more like Kamar-Taj."

“I asked the same question when I first arrived,” Baron Mordo said. “And back then, I wasn’t very polite either. Can I give you some advice? Forget everything you know.”

Although Strange didn't know what Baron Mordo meant, he still followed Baron Mordo into a large hall.

They arrived before the Ancient One.

After a brief greeting, Strange couldn't wait to ask the Ancient One about serious matters: "You once healed a man named Penborn, a paralyzed patient, and helped him walk again."

"Yes!" The Ancient One did not deny it.

Upon hearing the Ancient One's admission, Strange became increasingly unsettled.

"How did you manage to heal the completely damaged C7 and C8 bone marrow segments?" Strange asked urgently.

“I didn’t cure him. He couldn’t walk, but I convinced him he could.” The Ancient One gave a somewhat incomprehensible answer.

"You're not going to say that's psychotherapy, are you?" Strange asked, unable to accept it.

"When you reconnect damaged nerves, are you healing yourself, or is your limb healing itself?" the Ancient One asked sharply.

"It's a cell."

"But cells will only recover in their own unique way."

"Yes."

"What if I told you that you could convince your own body to undergo various forms of recovery?"

"Are you talking about cell regeneration? That's a very cutting-edge medical technology, which is why you're conducting research here, because it's unregulated?"

Strange became excited, as if he had seen a glimmer of hope.

But soon, he was greatly disappointed.

“No, but I know how to use the soul to better heal the body,” the Ancient One replied.

He even took out a book and showed Strange some diagrams of human meridians.

Do you like these pictures?

The Ancient One seemed oblivious to Strange's increasingly grim expression, and asked in a serious tone.

“No, I’ve only ever seen them in gift shops before.” Strange shook his head.

The Ancient One ignored him and continued showing Strange other pictures.

"Could this bald woman be a charlatan?"

Scott Lang, watching from the screen, couldn't help but ask aloud.

Although the black mage was very skilled and seemed like a master, this bald woman's absurd and nonsensical rhetoric seemed like she was just trying to fool people.

Although Scott Lang and his companions had learned from Tony Stark and other elders what Kamar-Taj was like, they still couldn't help but have that feeling.

Because what the Ancient One said sounded really ridiculous.

"Forget everything you know! Is that what that mage meant?" T'Challa said meaningfully from the side.

What the Ancient One said completely contradicted everyone's common understanding and shattered people's values.

If you don't forget everything you know, it's truly impossible to communicate with you.

"I spent all my savings to buy this one-way ticket!"

on the screen.

Strange's frantic voice rang out, he had completely broken down, "But now you're telling me that I need to be healed with faith?"

“You are someone who looks at the world through a hole, and you are always trying to make the hole bigger so that you can see more.”

"Now that this opportunity is presented to you, you are rejecting the possibility."

The Ancient One then said something meaningful.

Chapter 261 Doctor Strange's soul was knocked out!

“I refused because I don’t believe in any myths about organs and chakras! Nor do I believe in any spiritual power or the power of faith.”

Strange walked excitedly up to the Ancient One and shouted angrily, "There is no such thing as a soul! Humans are material beings! That's all!"

"Even you are but an insignificant speck of dust in this universe!"

"You underestimate yourself." The Ancient One remained calm.

This attitude infuriated Strange even more, and he couldn't help but shout, "You think you've seen through me, don't you? But actually, I've seen through you!"

As he spoke, Strange excitedly poked the Ancient One with his hand.

But at that moment, the Ancient One suddenly struck Strange with a palm strike.

A transparent Strange was simply blasted out by the Ancient One.

The elderly people answering the questions had seen this scene before and knew that it was Strange's soul being expelled by the Ancient One.

But Scott Lang and T'Challa were genuinely shocked.

"What the hell? What's going on?"

Scott Lang couldn't help but exclaim, "What's with that transparent Strange? Don't tell me that's Strange's soul, do such things really exist?"

“That’s right, Lang, that is indeed Strange’s soul.” Thor chuckled slyly, quoting Baron Mordo, “Forget everything you know.”

After receiving confirmation from Thor, Scott Lang and T'Challa were completely bewildered.

The soul actually exists!

He could still be knocked away with a single slap!

That's an exaggeration!

Their values ​​were severely challenged.

on the screen.

Strange's soul then returned to his body, and he was deeply shocked.

"What just happened?" Strange asked, looking shocked.

“I kicked your soul out of your body.” The Ancient One spoke the truth.

"What's in the tea? Hallucinogenic drugs?"

Strange could not possibly believe such a thing; he thought the Ancient One had tampered with the tea.

“It’s just tea,” Gu Yi said calmly.

Why are you doing this to me?

“I’ve told you too much about the unknown. Open your eyes wide!” With that, the Ancient One tapped Strange’s head.

The Strange man just flew away, and kept flying and flying, until he flew out of Earth and into space.

This is not counting.

Strange was then pulled by an irresistible force, traversing various dimensions and traveling through the universe.

Various bizarre and fantastical dimensional worlds flashed before Strange's eyes, severely impacting his understanding.

Not only Strange, but Scott Lang and T'Challa were also wide-eyed.

It was as if I had embarked on this crazy, infinite cosmic journey with Strange, and I was deeply shaken.

So this is what the world is really like?

So this is the true face of the world?

boom!

finally.

After wandering through countless dimensions, Strange was finally pulled back to reality and crashed heavily in front of the Ancient One.

"Have you seen these in gift shops too?" The Ancient One asked Strange casually, her hands behind her back.

Strange, who had previously been extremely skeptical of the Ancient One, suddenly made a complete 180-degree turn in his attitude.

"Teach me!" he earnestly pleaded with the Ancient One.

"No!"

The Ancient One flatly refused and even kicked Strange out.

"No!"

"Let me in!"

"Don't lock me out!"

Strange pleaded desperately outside, but the tightly closed door remained unopened.

However, Strange did not give up. He stayed outside for more than five hours, and finally his sincerity moved the Ancient One.