Chapter 309: Abducting the Witch Lady
Wanda stared blankly at the guy lying on the ground. Did he die so soon?
"you!"

Before she could make a sound to ask who Peter was, all her accomplices who heard the voice gathered around her.

After seeing the man lying on the ground, this group of vicious criminals all rushed over.

"Uh, that's a bit bad!"

Wanda felt that things were getting a little serious.

With so many people fighting in a group, this seemingly powerful guy in front of him couldn't stand it.

Just as Wanda was wondering if Peter could take these guys down, Peter turned around and faced them.

The guy who was rushing in the front saw Peter standing in front of him, and immediately stood up and pounced on him like a beast.

It seemed that the guy had extraordinary speed and reaction ability. He suddenly swung out his sharp claws, but Peter immediately raised his hand to block it.

The moment he touched Peter, he felt a terrible explosive force, as if a firecracker exploded on his arm!

Just flick his hands away.

Then Peter shook his arm, exerted force suddenly, and his fist hit the opponent's chest directly.

The opponent was unable to react in time and made a dull sound, like being hit by a sandbag.

Then he was struck by lightning, and his whole body flew out like a cannonball.

"Boom!"

He smashed the boxes in the factory to pieces, and wood chips and scattered debris filled the air like smoke.

"Cough cough!"

This doesn't look like the home of a normal human being. Blood is flowing from the corners of his mouth, dripping down in lines like saliva.

He coughed slightly, half-bent his body and stared at Peter.

After a brief moment of hateful eye attack, he continued to rush forward to attack.

Rushed forward and then flew into the air.

The next second, he was caught by Peter and thrown to the ground.

Since Peter did not hold back this time, the guy who fell to the ground vomited blood and fainted.

After taking care of the guys who looked like mutants or metahumans, Peter faced the other guys who rushed up.

Facing the gangster holding the electric bulldozer, Peter shook his head slightly, stepped back slightly on his toes, used his right foot as support, turned around and kicked out.

Under Wanda's astonished eyes, Peter's left leg lashed out towards the other's chest like lightning.

A strong gust of wind blew in his face, and the guy he attacked subconsciously stretched out his arms to block it.

However, he still underestimated the power that Peter could exert at full strength.

The thug was kicked in the heart and fell back suddenly. His whole body was in unbearable pain, as if he had lost consciousness in an instant.

He staggered backwards, a sharp pain in his heart, his body unstable, and after a feeling of nothingness, he fell to the ground, completely lifeless.

The same went for the other thugs; they were all killed cleanly before they could get close to Peter.

Looking down at the body on the ground, Peter walked towards Wanda who was lying on the ground.

"Are you ok?"

"Uh I'm fine, how did you do it?"

Wanda looked at the corpses all over the ground, swallowed and asked him.

"This is a complicated question and it might take a long time to explain. You are Wanda, right?"

"You know my name?"

Wanda looked at him carefully. She admired and was afraid of the strength Peter showed.

I don’t know if Peter is a bad guy who is hostile to me.

"Yes, I know your name."

He had previously asked Helen to send someone to investigate Wanda's background.

Wanda was born to a gypsy named Natalia. Since her family has been wizards for generations, Wanda has possessed magical talent since childhood.

As an infant, she and her twin brother Quicksilver (born 30 seconds later than Scarlet Witch, so he is the younger brother) were kidnapped by the Supreme Evolutionary and used as experimental subjects.

"I am the one who is here to grant you the gift of magic. You can call me Mage Parker."

Peter said to her casually, "You are destined to become my disciple, so I appear here at this point in time."

"Mage Parker? Are you kidding?"

Wanda found all this incredible. Although she was young, she would not be deceived by the other party all of a sudden.

"Of course not. You also sensed a familiar aura from me, didn't you? That's because we have the same magical origin."

Peter had no qualms about seducing a little girl.

He used his mind watch to simulate a cool magic, which immediately stunned Wanda.

So Wanda quickly accepted that Peter was a great wizard who came to save her.

Midnight, hospital.

The glare of light and the stink of preservatives.

Wanda smelled clean and fresh, yet somehow also smelled filthy.

Although she didn't know why she felt this way.

She sat on a blue medical waste bin while her attending physician examined her.

"There is a slight concussion problem, but no brain hemorrhage. It is considered good to have only such a small trauma in this case."

The attending physician really thought that Wanda was injured in a car accident.

"Do you need to extract a tooth? It's at the back of my mouth and I don't think it looks good."

Wanda made her own small request.

She thought she had one ugly tooth and looked like some kind of whistling country girl in jodhpurs.

"Probably not. I'm not a dentist. Also, you can't just pull out teeth."

The attending doctor smiled and said to her, "You have no broken bones. The good news is that you don't need stitches."

"So you're treating me with this multi-stick thing?"

Wanda looked at the tools in the doctor's hand curiously.

"This isn't a multi-stick, this is hide glue."

The attending physician explained.

Then yellow-brown iodine was applied to the red and swollen areas of her hands, feet and face.

This reminded Wanda of when she was a child and caught a grasshopper, the insect would spit out a brown, sticky substance, like some kind of defense mechanism.

Peter waited by the side for the doctor to treat Wanda and didn't say a word.

After the doctor finished the treatment, he took Wanda out of the hospital.

“I kind of don’t like this place.”

There was a hoarseness in her voice.

"It's normal. Children don't like hospitals."

"What about you, teacher?"

At this point Wanda really believed that Peter was the Sorcerer Supreme and was ready to accept her as his disciple.

"I don't like hospitals either, because I used to go to hospitals a lot."

He had dealt with many people in the Presbyterian Hospital, including Dr. Ryan, Strange and Christine.

"Are you sure you don't want to talk to the police?"

Peter asked Wanda: "The guys who are still alive have been arrested by the police. If you want to talk to the police, they can be punished faster."

Wanda had called the police when she arrived here - but she did so anonymously.

"But if I go and explain to the police myself, you will be exposed, right?"

Although Wanda has lived in the mountains for a long time, she also knows that the law does not allow killing.

“It doesn’t matter because I’m a foreigner.”

Peter said that he was a foreigner and therefore not subject to local laws.

Wanda nodded. Although she felt that the logic of this statement was a bit strange, she ultimately decided not to ask the question in her mind.

"So teacher, should I go abroad with you?"

"Of course, we're going to America."

Peter wants to bring Wanda to America.

Not only because she is the container of the Darkhold at this time, if she can borrow the power of the Darkhold, she can allow Wanda to release the power of the Darkhold.

Moreover, Wanda herself is also a powerful chaos magician.

Although his magical power is not strong enough now, he is still a top-level combat force that has not yet fully awakened.

Wanda was full of yearning for Peter's power and mystery, so when she heard that Peter was going to the United States, she agreed immediately without much hesitation.

As for her younger brother who was still in the mountain, she temporarily forgot about him.

at the same time.

Camustro Bookstore.

Strange looked at Auburn, who was getting old and was already in the countdown of his death.

The owner of the library, with gray hair, was lying on the bed coughing.

Strange sat down and took his hand.

Decades have passed, and the old friend who has been with him is about to pass away, and he feels extremely heavy.

Holding Auburn's hand, Strange wanted to say something. Auburn spoke first: "We have to say goodbye, Master Armani."

"Now is not the time."

As Strange spoke, he made a hand gesture and was about to open the Eye of Agamotto again, reverse time and save his old friend.

"No! Don't do this!"

Orben stopped him, "Master Armani, you once used magic to keep yourself frozen for decades, but I choose to age naturally."

"I can turn back time so you can live longer and live forever."

"No, stop it. I won't accept this."

Auburn then started coughing again.

"You're going to die, you're going to disappear here, Auburn"

Orben shook his head and said, "Death is part of your plan, but not for me. You have your persistence, and I have mine, my persistence..." His voice dragged out.

Strange understood what Auburn did. Although he knew it was wrong, he could not turn back.

During the decades in the book city, he had been devouring dark creatures, and now he felt that his magical powers had become extremely powerful.

Now he was even somewhat addicted to absorbing the magic and vitality of the dark creatures.

Addicted, maybe, but there is something wonderful about this feeling of addiction.

But Christine's death has always been a psychological burden on him like an anchor.

"I will put everything on the right track," Strange said, "as long as I exist."

Auburn started coughing violently again. "Don't you understand yet? Master Armani, you are not complete."

"what?"

"Your life is half broken, you are incomplete now, you are not even the only Doctor Strange in this universe."

Strange looked at him in shock, "You mean to say that another me has appeared?"

"Yes, someone must have moved the timeline, and another you appeared. He might not make the same choice as you, but he will make the right choice."

"Master Ancient One."

Strange immediately realized that it was a little trick done by the Ancient One.

A thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

Time goes back to the night when Strange and Wang were talking under candlelight.

This time he did not choose to use the Eye of Agamotto to travel back in time to save Christine, but chose to spend this different night drinking tea with Wang.

So there were two Doctor Stranges at different times.

In the Camustro Book City that is in the long river of time, dark creatures are constantly being devoured.

The other is Doctor Strange in the normal timeline, who continues to learn magic from the Ancient One.

The latter is completely unaware that the other self that has split off is gradually eroding the real world.

new York.

Gwen is tracking a thief.

The other party has stolen from many well-known jewelry stores and has become more and more brazen recently.

At this moment, the building was dark, filled with lines and shadows, but the little rascal knew how to get there.

Because Peter suddenly said he was going to find a helper and was not in New York now.

So Gwen pulled Rugrats over to act as her assistant.

Although Xiao Taoqi's fighting ability may not be very strong, she is also a top student and has a good understanding of computer hacking technology.

The information that Xiao Taoqi provided her was that the other party would come here at night to steal things.

When she was standing on the rooftop of the building, a beam of light suddenly appeared above.

Gwen immediately hid in the shadows.

The light grew stronger, and Shadow came out onto the balcony, then began to walk down the stairs toward the lobby.

When the beam hit the ground, it bounced back.

Then it drifted back and forth, searching, searching, like a beam of light from a lighthouse.

The intercom made a squeaking sound, and then the shadow spoke.

"I swear, I heard something, yeah, I was in the hall."

There was chatter coming from the other end of the intercom, but Gwen couldn't tell whose voice it was.

"Yeah," the first voice said, pausing, "No, I didn't see anything. Well, I'm going to go back and finish my patrol. You better stop eating my sweet bread."

According to Gwen's usual personality - her worst habit, she would probably laugh out loud without thinking when she saw two men talking about the embarrassing incident of eating each other's sweet buns.

But this time, Gwen's reason prevailed over her.

She felt a little surge of pride, okay, I was much more mature this time.

As a superhero, I have to be professional enough when I'm working and not be affected by such trivial matters.

Gwen retreated back to the steps, her mind racing with thoughts.

The little rascal on the other end of the communicator breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I don't know if we should do this, Gwen."

"We have to do this. Something dangerous is happening. We have to stop the danger from spreading and catch the thief!"

Gwen said as she walked back to the door.

Using the remote control of the little naughty, the metal door slowly opened.

Inside was a stairwell, all dark wood and dusty ochre carpet.

The little rascal whispered, "This is the guard area up there. They'll come down to patrol from time to time. You can lurk here and wait for the thief."

"Ok."

Gwen nodded.

Just as she was about to say something, she suddenly heard a "thump" sound outside, as if someone had fallen down.

After hearing the sound, Gwen immediately walked up the carpeted stairs and reached the third floor as quickly as possible.

She pushed the door open, and there was no one there, only two unconscious guards lying on the ground.

There was a wide hall in front of me, and a corridor with a red gate in the distance.

More cherry wood furnishings, more rugs that might have come from the Victorian period, line this room filled with jewels.

Suddenly!

A pair of hands grabbed her and suddenly pulled her into the darkness.

Gwen was about to fight back when the black cat suddenly appeared in front of her.

The black cat made a silencing gesture to her.

"Shh!"

"Felicia? Why are you here?"

The black cat gently loosened his grip on Gwen's mouth, "'What are you doing here' is a better question. It's about two in the morning, Gwen."

Gwen looked at the black cat in confusion. Could it be that the thief she was chasing was the black cat?

She continued to ask the black cat, "Okay, so my question is, what are you doing here, Felicia?"

"I was practicing karate moves until midnight and then I went out for a walk and eventually I heard someone coming here so I followed them."

Gwen didn't believe what Black Cat said, after all, he was a thief.

She seriously suspected that the black cat was the thief who was planning to steal things tonight.

Just as Gwen was about to continue asking, a naughty voice suddenly came from the headset; "Gwen, the guards are coming over."

The moment Gwen stood up suddenly, all the lights came on.

Bright and glorious, the brilliant light overhead tore through the darkness of the room, making Gwen feel as if she were staring directly at the sun.

This even made Gwen feel dizzy for a moment, and as if she had gone blind from staring at the sun for too long.

Squinting my eyes, the strange feeling instantly disappeared.

Gwen then saw a guard burst into the room like a SWAT officer.

The other party was holding a Taser and seemed ready to go.

Gwen looked near where the guards were and suddenly there was a black substance.

A black viscous substance appeared in mid-air, constantly squeezing the surrounding existence, surging outwards like a black tide.

The guards also saw this sudden appearance.

He held the gun and walked over carefully.

Looking at the strange black sticky substance that was constantly wriggling and moving towards him.

The guard couldn't help his curiosity and reached out to touch the black sticky substance.

As a result, he immediately felt a suction force pulling him towards the black, sticky substance.

In a flash, the black substance swallowed half of his body.

"Danger!"

Gwen jumped out immediately after seeing the guard in danger.

At the same time, spider silk shoots out from the wrist to grab the opponent's arm to prevent the opponent from being completely swallowed.

When the black cat saw the danger the guard was in, he immediately launched a rescue.

She moved as quickly as she could to the guard and grabbed his arm.

Although the two worked together to save people, the guard's body was still swallowed up bit by bit by the black existence.

(End of this chapter)