"Hey, he's not in the right state!"
Strange was staring at the other guy, but when he saw the guy suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed out a lot of tentacles, he was startled and quickly turned around to remind Fang Mo.
"Don't panic, it's normal for cultists to suffer from serious illnesses occasionally..."
Since he was directing and acting, Fang Mo was extra calm at the moment. He was still deliberately and slowly performing the surgery on Ethan. He used a sickle to gently make an incision on his body, and then he was in a daze. While waiting for the wounds on his body to heal again.
"No, he doesn't look like he's crazy."
Hearing Fang Mo's statement, Strange quickly denied it and said in a panic: "He started spitting out tentacles from his mouth. Is this... Oh, let's go! His arms and forehead started to grow eyes. Come on! Come over and deal with it quickly!"
"What are you talking about? Why are you so surprised when I ask you to help me keep an eye on someone?"
Hearing this, Fang Mo deliberately delayed for a while, and then slowly turned around: "Okay, okay, let's see, what's going on with him... huh?"
Halfway through the words, Fang Mo also deliberately showed a stunned expression.
Under the erosion of the power of the abyss and wasteland, the appearance of the cult leader at this moment has indeed become a bit scary.
His originally thin and tall figure became obese and bloated. The skin on his body was so tight that it was even transparent. The hideous purple blood vessels underneath were clearly visible, and something seemed to be swimming and squirming under the skin.
For now, this guy can no longer be seen as a human being. Tentacles are constantly coming out of his mouth, nose, and even eye sockets. These bright cyan tentacles are carrying mucus and swinging crazily in the air. As he stood, the magic rope that originally bound his body had been completely broken, and his whole body was paralyzed in a posture that humans could not achieve.
"Well, can I ask?"
It was obviously the first time for Strange to see such a monster that caused a loss of SAN value. At this moment, cold sweat was pouring out from his forehead: "Is this guy trying to self-destruct?"
"Self-explosion won't be a big deal, but it's still very troublesome."
Fang Mo deliberately put on a troubled expression, frowned and said in a deep voice: "This guy must have obtained the power of Sargeras, and now he is completely out of the realm of human beings."
"What should we do?"
Strange heard this and asked quickly: "Aren't you even his opponent?"
"It won't be a problem for me to hit him."
Fang Mo explained: "But the problem is that I have a problem with Sargeras. Since he can control this cultist, he should also be able to control other people. The real trouble is the other fanatic believers. Once they attack the temple, the consequences will be unimaginable... "
"vomit!!!"
Fang Mo was talking here, and the cult leader opposite suddenly roared.
Accompanied by this weird roar like vomiting, the other party suddenly jumped up from the ground, and the magic energy ropes binding his body were all broken in an instant. He just raised his hand, and a bright cyan beam of light shot towards Fang Mo instantly. Come over.
"careful!"
Strange shouted quickly when he saw this.
Fang Mo deliberately raised his hand to block it, and cyan energy exploded in front of him instantly. There was a loud bang, and the shock wave raised a large amount of smoke and dust, directly covering several people.
The smoke quickly dispersed.
However, the cult leader has disappeared.
"Gone?"
Strange seemed to be stunned for a moment when he saw this, and then looked around nervously: "Are you hiding?"
"Maybe he ran away."
Fang Mo shook his head: "If Sargeras can really control him, then he shouldn't let this guy confront me head-on. After all, I still have two infinity stones in my hand. Unless his true form comes, otherwise Just a few believers really can’t defeat me..."
"Infinity stones?"
Strange asked curiously: "What is that thing? Like a magic crystal stone or something like that?"
"More or less, it's a very outrageous artifact." Fang explained perfunctorily, then walked back to the operating table and continued to operate on Ethan.
"No...he has already escaped. Aren't you going to chase him?"
Seeing that Fang Mo acted like a normal person, Strange couldn't help but ask, "Just let him run away like that?"
"if not?"
Fang Mo asked without looking back: "Do I have to chase him and kill him? That guy is just a puppet of Sargeras. Killing him has no meaning at all, and it will even make Ethan and you reunite. When you are in danger, have you ever thought about what you would do if those fanatical believers suddenly come back? Can you drive up in a wheelchair and shout "Ruthless Iron Hands"? "
"Well……"
Hearing this, Strange also hesitated.
"Fang Mo...Mr. Fang Mo..."
Just when Strange was hesitating, a somewhat panicked voice suddenly sounded from the ground. Strange looked down following the voice and found that it was actually the two congressmen from before.
When the cult leader interrogated them before, he cut off his arm with a coral blade. Since there was no way to stop the bleeding, the blood was already bleeding all over the floor. However, this congressman's vitality is really tenacious. The cultists here are all He was dead all over the place, but he managed to survive until now, and he even started asking for help from Fang Mo.
"Mr. Fang Mo, save me."
The congressman said weakly: "I feel so cold, as if I'm about to die..."
"It can't be cured. Let's wait for death. Say goodbye."
However, Fang Mo did not even look back at the congressman's plea for help: "I am treating my old friend Ethan. I have always been the most loyal person. When my brother is in trouble, I will help him." , In ancient times, Hua Tuo scraped the bones of Mr. Guan to cure poison, and now we have Fang Mo, who removes palladium from Stark Lingchi... So I'm sorry, I don't have time to save you now."
"But you can't ignore death, Mr. Fang Mo."
The congressman here also desperately tried to lower his posture and said weakly and sincerely: "Please, I really don't want to die..."
"Just save him."
After all, Strange is a doctor, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but persuade him: "Can't your sickle cure people with just one cut? Even if you don't like these politicians, they still have a life after all. ?”
Having said this, Strange also took the initiative to control the wheelchair and walked over. Then he took out a worn belt from his waist and leaned over to help the other party stop the bleeding first.
"Don't you know the difference between good and evil when you save people?"
Fang Mo glanced at Strange: "You saved a politician today. Maybe you will spread the mold that will grow in any country in the future. Do you call this kindness?"
"From the first day I became a doctor, I swore never to do evil. I only became a doctor to save people."
Strange said as he tightened the arm of the congressman on the ground with a belt.
"Yes, that's what I thought at first."
Fang Mo also laughed when he heard this, then turned around and gave the congressman on the ground a sharp blow with a sickle: "Back then, I saved an art student who failed. I also think it was a good deed."
"You're a bit over the top."
Strange understood the other party's metaphor and raised his forehead directly.
"No, no, no, you are thinking too much." Fang Mo shook his head directly: "Do you think I am regretting it? Wrong. In fact, I have always cared about this matter and am proud of it. To this day, I am already Kama Taj is a famous magic master, but my favorite brand of shampoo is still Adolf, and my favorite show to watch is the German soap opera..."
"..."
Strange was speechless after hearing this and stared at Fang Mo for a long time without speaking.
He had a hunch that if he continued to get along with this guy, he might go to hell one day.
"Okay, it's cured."
Fang Mo pulled out the sickle blade from the councilor's body in disgust, then waved his hand and urged: "Get out of here quickly, don't let me continue to be an eyesore, or it will kill your life to make Liuwei Zhuanggu Tea..."
"But the matter of contacting the Avengers..."
When the short congressman heard this, he seemed to want to say something more, but before he could finish his words, the tall congressman quickly pulled him in: "Then we'll leave first."
After saying that, the two of them fled as if they were running away.
After the two left, the atmosphere fell into silence for a while.
Fortunately, Ethan, who had been unconscious, woke up very quickly. He groaned in pain, and then slowly sat up from the operating table.
But after waking up, Ethan was stunned for a moment, and then looked around.
"Hey, Ethan, are you awake?"
Seeing that the other party had regained consciousness, Fang Mo also smiled and said hello to him: "No need to look for him, don't worry, the enemy has been beaten away by me."
"You misunderstood, Fang Mo, I am not looking for enemies."
Ethan said, subconsciously touching his chest: "I'm just looking for a medical trash can. I want to see how many buckets I have filled this time."
"Ahem..."
After hearing what Ethan said, Fang Mo also coughed twice in embarrassment, and then whispered: "What, Ethan, you have a skin injury this time, I didn't operate on you."
"Yeah?"
Ethan was relieved when he heard this: "That's good, it seems I can have a good sleep tonight."
"I thought you might not be able to sleep."
When Strange, who was not far away, heard this, he couldn't help but speak: "At least after you see the extent of the damage to this hospital, I guess you need a little sedative before you can fall asleep."
"What?"
Ethan seemed to be stunned for a moment when he heard this.
Strange did not speak, but raised his hand and pointed outside. On the upper floor of another hospital building not far away, there was a big hole as big as several floors hanging there.
In addition, the equipment in this operating room is also in a mess.
"Okay, the extent of the damage is indeed serious." Ethan nodded, but he seemed to be quite calm: "It seems that the repair cost must be very expensive, but that's okay, I can just take the opportunity to rest for a while. .”
"Don't you have a headache at all?"
Strange asked.
"This hospital was given to me by Stark, and I didn't build it with my own money." Ethan asked, "Why do I have a headache?"
"..."
Strange was speechless after hearing this.
"But speaking of Stark..." At this point, Ethan suddenly turned to look at Fang Mo: "I also heard part of the conversation between the two congressmen just now, Fang Mo, what happened to the Avengers? ?Is Stark okay?"
"Oh, he's doing well now. He's on vacation in another planet."
Fang Mo explained briefly: "Actually, this matter is simple to say. It's nothing more than the Sokovia Accord. The Magnesium government wants to put a dog collar on the superhero..."
"This is nonsense."
When Ethan heard this, he couldn't help but frown: "These politicians just want to control this power in their own hands, just like nuclear weapons. This agreement is simply stupid."
"Yes, that's why I asked them to leave the earth first."
Fang Mo spread his hands and said, "It's just that I didn't expect that the dimension demon Sargeras suddenly appeared at this juncture."
"But this is actually good."
Ethan thought for a while and said: "The government of Magnesia, forced by public opinion, may consider terminating this stupid agreement."
"But a lot of people will die, right?"
Hearing this, Strange next to him couldn't help but speak: "You just saw it, these cultists are just like terrorists..."
"That's why we have to find a way to deal with these cultists."
Fang Mo turned to Strange and spread his hands: "The Ancient One is probably already thinking of a way. Next, I will also find a way to investigate this group of cults, including why Sargeras asked for your hands by name... …”
"ha?"
Ethan was stunned for a moment after hearing this: "What kind of evil god wants Dr. Strange's hands? Why?"
"I don't know, maybe I want to prevent something from happening."
Fang Mo shook his head slowly: "Anyway, I'm still investigating this matter, but this guy can't go home for the time being. He must be well protected in Kama Taj, otherwise he might be captured again at some point. The man’s hand was chopped off.”
"Can I help you with anything?"
Ethan asked.
"It's nothing." Fang Mo shook his head first, then thought about it and invited: "By the way, you have also experienced those things just now, why don't you go to Kama Taj with us to see it? I really can't learn it. The portal is also very convenient.”
"Then my side..."
Ethan glanced at the messy operating room and looked embarrassed.
"It's okay, I just need to call someone to help you deal with it." Fang Mo said as he took out a big sword from behind with a phone plugged into it: "Call Jarvis and ask him Buy an engineering team to come over and repair this place, and the money will be credited to Stark."
"Okay, let's go."
After Fang Mo gave a brief explanation, he also drew a picture in mid-air and opened a square portal: "Let's go back to Kama Taj first."
(End of chapter)
