Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

"So you and Wanda had a fight."

"Yes."

"She is so strong that she can hunt you across worlds, and she can also project her consciousness onto herself in the parallel universe to control her."

"That's right."

"You also fought with a darker version of yourself."

"Yes, by the way, he is really weak." Strange curled his lips. "He was still borrowing the power of the dimensional demons before he died."

"Um......"

He Shenyan pondered for a while, and suddenly said very sincerely: "You are a surgeon, right, Strange? Do you know any colleagues in the psychiatric department?"

"...I'm not crazy."

"I know I know."

He Shenyan raised her hand to calm his emotions and made an expression that she believed in him very much.

"Of course you're not crazy, you're still the Supreme Mage. You just... have a little mental problem, that's all. You're just sick, Strange."

"I said, I'm not crazy!"

Strange said through gritted teeth.

He Shenyan looked at him with sympathetic eyes, even patted his shoulder, and sighed: "I really didn't expect that you would end up in a mental hospital. Alas. You are already so seriously ill, even I

I can’t even tell that I’m joking with you.”

"Not everyone's sense of humor is as weird as yours!" Strange yelled like a collapse.

He Shenyan turned around and asked Tony, who was drinking wine at the side: "Is my sense of humor weird?"

Tony shook his head at him without changing his expression: "It's just the mental patient with a beard who doesn't know how to appreciate it. He's the one with the problem."

"Then I'm relieved. I thought my sense of humor was really weird."

"How could it be possible? This guy with a beard, a cape and a plaid shirt underneath has such bad taste."

"I think so too."

"Heroes think alike."

"Are you two done yet?!"

After a small interlude and jokes, both the Master and Tony laughed very happily, except for a certain horse-faced person who didn't agree, although no one cared about his opinion.

Tony wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and burst into laughter. He gasped and said, "I have to say, Strange, your expression just now was really funny."

He Shenyan patted him: "Stop laughing. Can't you see that someone is almost mad to death now?"

"Um......"

Tony touched his chin and looked at Strange's face carefully, frowned, and took a breath: "He seems really angry!"

"OK OK."

He Shenyan stopped the nonsense in time. After all, Strange had already begun to prepare to cast the spell. He put on a serious expression: "Where is Wanda now?"

"disappeared."

Strange rubbed his brows and complained: "Finally willing to listen to my explanation? Stop making your damn jokes?"

"Well, yes, yes, go on." Tony nodded rather perfunctorily.

"...Anyway, the reason is because she wanted to get back her non-existent child. I still don't understand how she suddenly became so strong, and can even project her consciousness between worlds.

.”

Strange lowered his head with a heavy expression: "But it doesn't matter, she seemed to be affected by something. Because in the end I was sent back by her, and she said something to me guiltily, but unfortunately I didn't hear it at the time

Not clear."

"She sent you back?"

"yes."

Strange nodded.

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Turn back time to two years ago.

Parallel universe.

Strange stood on a completely different street in New York, with a dejected expression. Crowds came and went, and no one could spot him. The tricks he learned from He Shenyan were quite useful. In fact, anything he learned

All are quite useful.

It is no exaggeration to say that He Shenyan changed the modern mage.

Thinking of this, he laughed bitterly.

"If you were here, the matter must have been solved long ago..." He murmured to himself, and something like glass began to gradually spread under his feet.

It started from where he stood and spread to the top of his head. From the outside, it looked like a round glass ball, blurry. And Strange was standing in it, with orange flames wrapped around his hands.

A woman appeared opposite him at some point, her expression dull, but her eyes were burning with anger.

"Don't be like this, Wanda. This is the city center." Strange said softly while standing in the glass ball. "You wouldn't do this, right?"

"This is not our world."

Wanda said coldly: "Theoretically, I can kill everyone and I won't feel any guilt."

"Are you going to kill me too?"

"If necessary, I will - give them back to me!" Wanda growled.

"That's not your child... Wanda, I don't know what happened to you, but there was never a robot named Vision in our world, and you never had a child. You don't remember

Really? Project Ultron was stopped at the very beginning!"

Strange spoke fiercely, without caring about Wanda's emotions: "Perhaps in this universe, you did marry a robot and somehow had a child. What you are using now is your body in this universe.

, but your will is still in it! You are the Wanda I know, and the Wanda I know has no children at all!"

As he spoke, his hands behind his back began to slowly accumulate strength. As long as Wanda showed any intention to attack, he would instantly turn the glass ball over to temporarily trap Wanda. That should give him

Buy some time to open the portal and leave here.

Although he didn't know why Wanda would go crazy and take him to another universe and ask him for her child. But her goal was herself, and that was right. As long as he stayed away from the crowd, they would

There will be no danger.

Strange made all the preparations he could, but Wanda did not attack him.

On the contrary, her expression began to become confused. Her whole body began to shake. She was breathing heavily, and suddenly she knelt on the ground, covering her head, and said in pain: "No, no! Get out! This is not me.

memory!"

...what the hell?

Strange looked at her in surprise. After a while, Wanda raised her head, and there were emotions other than anger in her eyes.

"I, I'm sorry, doctor." Wanda said hoarsely, her hands lit up red. "I will send you back... don't come to me, they, they have already found out.

"

As the red light flashed, Strange returned to the Holy of Holies in New York again.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Let me explain in advance that except for this paragraph, it has basically nothing to do with the plot of Strange 2.

That script is so bad, what the hell. Ridiculous.