Jedi Seeking Pot [Comprehensive British and American]

The two-finger ring fell on the palm of Unnamed's palm, he raised the ring to his eyes curiously, and looked carefully at the light.

It looked like an unremarkable brass ring from a roadside stall, with no redeeming qualities other than vintage style, and no idea what was so amazing about the workmanship of the temple.

Strange, who had been staring at Unknown all the time, was suddenly taken aback: He saw a shadow suddenly appear on the ring in Unknown's hand, like two identical rings superimposed in a completely unphysical way, one of which It looks more ethereal and less real.

Unless he is a lot of masturbation - I swear by Dormammu's IQ that he absolutely does not - that is the node, where the ring in the unnamed hand is located, and some small turbulences in time and space have occurred.

It's as if the barrier between the two overlapping worlds has been worn thinner.

What Strange has to do is to smash this piece of glass, and then forcefully install a portal on it.

For a long time, this is a goal that is completely impossible to achieve. After all, the two universes do not necessarily remain completely still, but are in relative motion all the time. But if the duration is 5 minutes, no, 1 minute, Strange has the confidence to do it.

Strange suddenly had a bold idea.

He has always been good at putting bold ideas into reality: and in order to ensure his side's victory in the final battle, the greatest contribution he can make now is to ensure that Anonymous will not be here by then.

The future has a predetermined trajectory, but after all, he is a person living in the 'now', so Strange can't just do nothing like this.

Even if he understands the mysteries of time, and understands that human beings cannot reverse the cause and effect without paying a price, he still wants to do his best to at least deflect the result as much as possible towards the 23479/[-].

So in the next second, the unnamed pupils suddenly enlarged in order to adapt to the darkened light, and even caused a momentary dizziness. He put down the brass ring, blinked, and tried hard to adapt to the change.They found that the scenery around them changed instantly, and they returned to the temple.

Zemo and Deadpool were also in a daze. They were still discussing the destruction of the world just now. Why did they suddenly switch scenes so suddenly?

And the mage who is the culprit, is now pacing back and forth excitedly, almost rubbing his hands with flies——

Oh, his magic cloak is twisting and turning, and the two small horns are constantly rubbing like palms, which probably means rubbing hands.

"I had an idea just now..." the mage announced, he completely ignored the fact that he insulted the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. just now, and thought that even if they changed their file name from 'Doctor Strange' to 'Long-faced King Pigeon' It doesn't matter.

He's not a doctor, he's a doctor—Doctor Strange, damn Doctor Strange.

After listening to the mage's theory, Unnamed had to admit that the other party was indeed an unborn genius, worthy of being an archmage who could perfectly master the forbidden art of time magic.

According to Strange's conception, they can open the portal in the temple - use the affinity of Unknown and the others to another world to establish coordinates, and achieve the purpose of sending them back to the parallel universe.

At the same time, when traveling through the parallel space, the geographical coordinates should not change, which means that the other side will still be the London Temple.

If it does teleport incorrectly, the other world selves will immediately know about the 'invasion' of several people, and will have the ability to try again, which is probably a relay race until they can find the correct world.

Among other things, Strange has absolute confidence in his abilities—no matter which world he is in.

Besides, the situation can't get any worse. All Strange can try to save is the earth he is on. In order to avoid the inevitable outcome, the most urgent task is to send the unnamed timed/timed/bomb/bomb far away. It's best not to come back like this.

He put on the ring with a double image on his unnamed hand, concentrated his energy, and deliberately searched for a different portal than usual, not leading to the mirror world or the real world, but another, more distant and Inaccessible existence——

Then he stretched out his hands with difficulty, and his fingertips drew a perfect circle in the air.

This is a jerky feeling he has never felt since he became an archmage. Strange knew in his heart: Although it looks like there is no change in appearance, this is already a brand new kind of magic, no longer a simple space. converted.

Just like the image of a two-variable function can only be displayed in three-dimensional space, but the three-variable function must look forward to the fourth dimension that cannot be visualized, from time magic and space magic to what can be called a combination of the two. Parallel space-time teleportation', this is another breakthrough.

Watching the portal unfold, Strange felt faintly uneasy: as a mage, especially a mage who has learned a lot, everything in the world can communicate with him and carry different information.Every rain may be mixed with a harbinger of darkness invading, and this perception is often of great help in certain situations.Usually, his hunches are quite accurate, not just by chance.

What went wrong?He couldn't quite figure it out.

Everything in the portal is normal, and he can even see the furnishings of the temple on the other side, which are indeed the same as here.This is probably one of the parallel universes - if the unnamed coordinates are not wrong, this is their universe right.

If it is true that the coordinates are wrong, the person on the other side should also be able to teleport again, and there will be no major problems.

So Strange suppressed the hesitation in his heart, handed the ring back to Unknown, and raised his hand as a 'please' gesture.

Zemo steps through the portal first: it doesn't really matter which order it is, it's just that he's closest to the portal.

Next, Unnamed pulled Deadpool and reached out to touch the edge of the space door. He really wanted to know what constituted these sparks——Strange didn't intend to hold him back either.Anyway, these space doors look like a ring of fire in a circus, but in fact they are just similar to...

Strange thought about it seriously, and thought that it should be something similar to the special effect of fifty cents. In short, he himself has never successfully touched the edge of the circle.

It seems like this, it was designed like this for the sake of being cool.It seems that the inventor of the spell is definitely a middle school boy.Thinking about it this way, this time travel is not so dangerous.

Then Strange immediately understood what it meant to be 'Flag can't stand, and he can't even think about it'.He watched Unnamed like an old general on the stage, with flags all over his body, ready to step into the portal just like Zemo——

The moment his fingertips touched the portal, a sudden change occurred.

For a moment, Strange seemed to see the ice-blue space energy radiating from his unregistered fingertips, quickly igniting the entire portal from his fingertips.

The scenery at the other end was immediately covered with a layer of fluid similar to frosted glass, and the scene that originally belonged to the temple was completely distorted and replaced.It was too late to push back, the strong suction almost formed a vortex, pulling Unknown who was caught off guard into it.

Deadpool was taken aback, and wanted to reach out to pull the pillar next to him, but the reaction was still not fast enough. His fingertips slid across the smooth marble surface, but he failed to generate enough resistance. in the world.

Unexpectedly, this domineering gravitational force seemed to have no stamina at all. After pulling the two people in, they relaxed their hands, and put them on the flat ground very thoughtfully and softly.

This is not some terrible cosmic black hole, just like a hospitable host, pulling them in with unquestionable strength.

The surrounding landscape is beautiful, in line with all the imaginations of people on earth about heaven.Natural scenery can be so beautiful: people often say 'this is really picturesque' when describing the breathtaking scenery.

In fact, the scenery here is beyond the limit of what can be expressed in words, and it is definitely beyond the reach of any artificially produced pigments.Even Deadpool couldn't say a witty word for a while, he opened his mouth wide and stared at the magnificent and almost fantasy forest around him.

Setting foot on this perfect land that is somewhat unreal, the unnamed person has only one thought:

This time, it was really arranged clearly.

He didn't need to observe anything carefully, even if he just stood here, he could inexplicably perceive the boiling malice buried under the 'Eden'.

In front of Anonymous, the real Mirage alone did not hide its purpose at all, revealing its predatory fangs.A gigantic eye sneered, observing the humans who set foot on the lawn.

Please don't forget that at the beginning, when it forcibly pulled the two of them in, it was not gentle at all: that was the real hideous face under the mask, and everything after that was just a disguise and illusion.

Everything here is too perfect, it is absolutely centimeter-accurate design, it looks so refreshing.

Including the bending angle of each branch, whether there are fallen leaves on the grass, the color matching of the scattered wildflowers is also perfect, the soft grass touch under the feet, the angle of sunlight, and the cool breeze in the shadows.

Perfect tree spacing, not just landscaping --

As a bunker, it is indeed the case.

'Server maintenance is complete, new map: Vormir Star, loading... 100%. '

'Thank you for your patience, have a great game, and eat chicken tonight. '

'Number of survivors: 2. '

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