American comics: Why should you return the magic you borrowed based on your ability?

Strange is desperate.

After learning that it would be almost impossible to restore his hands.

He screamed in despair alone in the ward for several minutes.

"Casillas!"

"Casillas!!"

"Casillas!!!"

This name was firmly remembered by Strange.

Tears of hatred and despair slipped from the corners of his eyes.

But he was an ordinary person.

An ordinary person with disabled hands.

How could he deal with that guy with extraordinary power?

Hum— —!

Just when Strange was desperate.

An inexplicable twisted space suddenly appeared next to his hospital bed.

The kind that could be touched by turning over.

"This is..."

Strange was stunned.

There seemed to be a voice from somewhere telling him to come over.

"Fight!"

"Anyway, I am a useless person!"

Finally, Strange gritted his teeth.

Enduring the severe pain, he broke free from the sling that bound his hands above the hospital bed, rolled over and rolled towards the space distortion.

In an instant,

Strange disappeared into the ward.

"Stephen, I contacted 14 the best nerves..."

Christine arrived at this time.

But all he saw was an empty room, and Strange had long since disappeared from the hospital bed.

…………

In the hot Limbo prison.

As usual, Nastir stayed beside a lava river and recalled the past.

It won't be long.

Waiting for Lord Lord and Lord Hela to return from Asgard.

It will follow the army to the next hell and participate in a dimensional war

"I never thought that I, Nastir, would one day participate in a dimensional war."

Nastir looked proud.

It completely ignored that it was the loser in the last dimension war.

"As a dog?"

"What's wrong with being a dog?"

Now Nastir has completely changed his mentality.

Just be a dog!

Be a human dog!

Be the most loyal dog!

Eat the biggest piece of meat!

Plop!

At the same time Nastir is proud of himself.

A figure appeared out of thin air.

It fell at its feet.

"Ahhhhh..."

Strange cried out in pain because he hit his injured hand when he fell.

But he didn’t call twice.

Then he saw the demon with a human body and a horse's face - Nastir

"demon!"

Strange's pupils shrank suddenly.

He could no longer care about the pain.

He looked around.

Only then did he realize that he had come to a place similar to hell.

There was lava and black obsidian everywhere.

"Humanity?"

Nastir was confused by the sudden appearance of Strange in front of him.

"demon..."

"Is this the revenge opportunity given to me by God?"

Strange muttered to himself.

Then, he seemed to have made a certain decision.

He gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, got up from the ground, and knelt down in front of Nastir.

"oops! Can't kneel! Can't kneel!"

"Get up!"

Nastir was startled.

He quickly used the power of the devil to hold Strange's knees so that he could not kneel down.

Human!

You are a human!

How can you kneel down to me, a demon?

You have to. It's a good thing that the lord is not here, otherwise I would have to give you a blow now!

Nastir was afraid.

He quickly looked around.

He was afraid that other demons would see this scene and run to Lord Chuxiu to report it.

"The great devil of hell!"

"My name is Stephen Strange. I am in trouble on earth right now and I urgently need to borrow your power."

"For this I am willing to sacrifice my soul."

Strange saw a mysterious force preventing him from kneeling down.

He became even more convinced of his inner thoughts.

Who would have expected that these words would come out?

"？？？"

Nastir had a question mark on his face.

You humans can't always catch a demon when you're gathering wool, right?

Do you think I'm stupid?

Not even changing the words...

"Human, it’s not that I don’t want to give you power"

"mainly you...Before you lie to the devil next time, could you use a newer trick?" (To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"This is really insulting to the devil. complained Nastir

"ah? ?"

"I, I didn’t lie to you, I am really willing to sacrifice my soul."

This time it was Strange's turn to look confused.

Could it be that the rumors were wrong?

Didn't it say that the devil from hell likes to collect human souls the most?

But why did I sincerely offer my soul, but the devil in front of me didn't accept it?

"Yes, yes, you are willing to sacrifice your soul, I believe in you, yes, that’s right."

Nastyer had an expression on his face that said, yes, yes, everything you said is right.

Then he will never be fooled.

"..."

Strange was also confused.

One person and one demon fell into a strange chain of suspicion. until...

A loud noise came from the sky.

The rumbling sound seemed to tear apart the sky of Limbo.

Immediately afterwards, all the beings in Limbo Prison saw the most shocking scene in their lives.

Especially Strange, who has just come into contact with the hidden side of the world.

His mouth even grew bigger.

Rumble...

In the sky, a crack running through the sky suddenly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, a huge pale sailing ship slowly poked out from the crack.

That ship is huge!

It's like a battleship specially built for the Sky Giant!

The hull of the ship was pale, braving the freezing cold, and the air condensed into ice wherever it passed.

It caused heavy snowfall in the hot Limbo Prison!

"What's this?"

Nastir, or every demon in hell, asked questions.

They have never seen snow!

They have never felt cold!

"..."

Strange opened his mouth.

As the whole body of the pale ship slowly left the crack.

He finally saw clearly what kind of ship it was. It was pale and its main frame was composed of thick bones.

The hull of the ship is made of dense scales. No, those are not scales 803, they are nails!

It is made up of densely packed gray-white death nails!

With a strong smell of death!

Strange's body began to tremble involuntarily.

As he looked directly at the ship, he felt his breath hitch, as if he was being choked.

This feeling...Call death!

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

A regular roar came from the Pale Ship.

Accompanied by beating drums.

That was the war cry of the warriors!

"Roar——！"

A huge wolf appeared on the bow of the ship and howled loudly.

And Chu Xiu and Hela were standing on top of the giant wolf.

"Hela, are you too harsh?"

"Forget about the giant wolf Fenrir, you also hollowed out Odin’s Valhalla warriors."

"There really wasn't any coffin left for him."

Chu Xiu looked back at the Hall of Valor warriors on the deck and couldn't help but joke.

Hela didn't take any treasures from Odin's treasury.

She focused on other things.

For example, her former mount, in Nordic legends , Fenrir, the giant wolf that devoured the sun.

And the heroic souls in the Hall of Valor!

"Darling, this is what I deserve."

Hela stroked the hair of the giant wolf Fenrir.

A long-lost smile appeared on her face.

"And you don't really think...Was that the real Hall of Valor just now?"

"I tell you, don't believe Odin's words"

"That bad old man is very bad"