Strange light

Li Qiu tightly held the transparent blade in his hand, the flat shape made his palm ache.She walked towards Adair who was kneeling on the ground step by step, with heavy steps.

In front of him, one of Casillas' subordinates, a young man with short hair, was behind Adair, his muscular right hand firmly pressed the middle-aged man's neck, and the other hand bound his hands.

The unlucky Adair was pale, with his hands folded behind his back, and his head bowed.

Looking from Li Qiu's perspective, all he could see was his bright forehead, with bead-sized beads of sweat constantly oozing out.

The humiliating posture, the expressionless escort, and her executioner.

The natural skylight projected from the beautiful and exquisite dome above her head, and she was in a trance for a moment, as if she was not an executioner who was about to plunder innocent lives, but a nun who was performing some kind of holy ceremony.

Seeing Rebecca walking in front of Adair, Casilla lifted the man's fat chin and forced him to raise his head.This movement allowed her to see clearly that the man's fleshy cheeks had a pair of light blue eyes that were exactly the same as Dr. Strange's. It was not fear as expected, but calm and understanding.

As if to say, come on, take my life, don't feel guilty.

She closed her eyes, her heart beating like a drum.

Raising her hand, she raised the sharp blade to her ear, took a deep breath, and sent the weapon as light as air into the opponent's heart.The weapon condensed from the magic was very sharp, piercing through his chest with almost no hindrance.

After stabbing the knife, she let go of the knife with trembling hands, not daring to look at the man's expression, she pursed her lips and walked slowly behind Casillas, putting on a cold and respectful expression together.

"Good job." Casillas appreciated, "but it's not so accurate."

After saying that, he pulled out the sharp knife stuck in the man's heart, and in an instant, blood splashed everywhere, and the still warm liquid splashed on the faces of Casillas and the young man who were closest.

Casillas tilted his head, spat out a mouth full of blood, and then inserted the blade heavily into the man's neck with such force that he almost severed the spine and cut off the head.

The young attendant let go of his head and hung it on his shoulder weakly to the right. The corpse, which was connected only by a little nerve and flesh, wiped the blood from his face with his hands, and stood behind Casillas.

With a bang, the body fell at her feet.

Li Qiu's face was snow-white, his teeth were clenched tightly, and the palms holding the blade were faintly sweating.

Casillas pinched Adair's white chin, frowning secretly at the greasy touch on it.He has always hated this fat man, stupid and short-sighted, his fat brain is full of dogmatic thoughts.If it wasn't for testing Rebecca's loyalty, he would definitely cut off his head with a single knife.

Thinking of Rebecca, Casillas cast his eyes on the girl in front of him.

She frowned, holding the knife tightly in her hand, and her brown pupils were full of resistance and fear.

Tsk, it seems to be the first time...

Li Qiu's heart was full of turmoil.

She felt Casillas' gaze resting on her, scrutinizing and slightly teasing.

"Come on, Rebecca, the beginning is hard."

Hearing this, she took a deep breath, looked at death like home, and plunged the blade into the chest of the person in front of her.

Li Qiu heard his rapid breathing, and the right hand holding the blade was slightly weak.

Casillas clamped Adair's chin with one hand, and pressed his forehead with the other, so that his expression could be fully displayed in their eyes.

Li Qiu stared fixedly at Adair's light blue irises.Infused with the cold light of the dome, these eyes still look gentle and calm.

She remembered that after being in a coma for a long time, she also had such a pair of eyes, clear and gentle, like a ray of light, pouring straight into the gray and desolate heart.

Casillas is wrong, she is not the first to kill.These hands had once cut a carotid artery, and they crossed it without hesitation.She had no experience at the time, and the knife she chose was not sharp enough. It took her some time to completely reap the life of the woman named Li Qiu.

The feeling of dying is not good.

She threw the knife in her hand far away, and the sharp blade slashed across the floor without a sound, with a flash of luster, like a fish swimming in the deep sea.

……

Hold the hard blade firmly in your hand.

Rebecca swung down neatly, without any hesitation, and her movements were almost perfect.Adair's white and fat head flew high, and when the dead body lay on the black and white floor tiles with his eyes open, the bowl-sized wound on his neck spattered blood belatedly.

She seemed to be able to predict the timing and direction of the blood spurt, and retreated quickly in advance. The apron in front of her was still white with some mustard, and it was not stained with blood.

Casillas looked at her appreciatively, he didn't expect Rebecca to have such means, her actions were ruthless and sophisticated, which perfectly suited his wishes, "Brave!"

Hearing this, the corners of her mouth were slightly drawn, her expression cold and submissive.

After that, Casillas and his party destroyed the London Temple, and by the way destroyed the passage of Karma Taj to the three temples.That was the center of Karma Taj and the hub of Agamado's defense system.Although it will not cause substantial damage to the three temples themselves, it can delay the footsteps of the ancient ones and buy time for the attack on the New York Temple and the Hong Kong Temple.

Coming out of the door of space, it was only ten o'clock in the morning in New York.The office workers have already entered various glass cages and began to work diligently.The passers-by are mostly young people in casual clothes, wearing trendy beanies and tracksuit jackets.

Casillas used the ability to fold space to dismantle the dark red bricks and cement pillars and reassemble them. With the sound of gears running, the gate of No. 177A Bleecker Street opened in a new way. Unprecedented ways are opened.

As soon as he entered the New York Temple, Li Qiu felt the sight of Dr. Strange behind the magnificent waterfall-like stairs.

After loving someone for a long time, his appearance, voice, speaking posture and even aura will be engraved in my heart. Every time I meet, I will carefully compare the difference between him and the memory.

He was still as handsome as ever, wearing a robe that made her want to tear it apart every time she saw him, with deep eyebrows and eyes, and a neatly shaved beard.It's just a little blue and black at the moment, a slight trace of fatigue.

She wanted to step forward, not to throw herself into his arms, but to say softly like a close friend that she hadn't seen him for a long time.

But she knew she couldn't.

Like countless times before, she cannot change some events that are destined to happen. These things are established nodes. Even if she uses various methods to change, she will always be brought back to the original point by inexplicable and reasonable reasons.

Like Adair's death before.

For the first time, the position where she stabbed the sharp blade into the chest deviated two inches to the left, avoiding the fatal part, but Casillas saw through it.The second time, she directly stabbed the knife into Casillas' heart, but she didn't expect that Casillas, who had obtained the power of Domamu, would not die so easily. Er's head was cut off.The third time, she chose to give up, and Adair still did not escape the fate of being beheaded.the fourth time……

In the end, she saw one thing clearly: fate seems to have generously provided many choices, but in fact they are all flashy gimmicks.

All she can do is follow this narrow path of destiny, walking cautiously and without hesitation towards the unknown front.

"Daniel, they regard you as the mage of this temple..."

A black mage with protruding eyebrows and deep eye sockets stood in front of them with firm eyes: "Then you should understand..."

"You will die defending it," Casillas continued, ahead of her.

As soon as Casillas finished speaking, she quickly pulled out a knife that belonged to her from the air.

This spell is one of the fruits of countless previous attempts.The other one is probably her indifference, the indifference in which Mount Tai collapsed in front of her without changing her face.

Thanks to this, she was able to stab the knife into the abdomen of Master Daniel Durham under dr.strange's shocked and disgusted eyes.

Master Durham seemed to have no idea that it was Rebecca, the clumsy and optimistic student who killed him in the end.The dark pupils dilated slightly.

"stop!"

She moved so fast that she had already pulled the knife out of Mage Durham's body by the time Stephen's stifled voice came out and reached their ears.

Holding a sharp blade, the crystal-clear, blood-dripping sharp blade points far away to the ground.

In Stephen's eyes, Rebecca was like a god of death, his eyes were so cold and terrifying, like a statue made of ice and snow.

"Rebecca?"

He called her name softly, still in doubt, as if to confirm whether it was the girl with a sweet smile, gentle and harmless.

He was lucky enough to suspect that it was someone else pretending to be, or that she was bewildered by some kind of magic.

Immediately, her answer shattered his delusion.

"Long time no see, Stephen. How are you and Dr. Palmer?"

Li Qiu didn't know why he had to say this on such a serious occasion, so he just blurted it out.The overwhelmed water is hard to stop, and after she reacted, she could only smile lightly, trying to break the awkward atmosphere.

As everyone knows, this chuckle, combined with the blood stains on her face and the sharp knife in her hand, made the atmosphere even more weird.

"Do you know what you're doing?" He stood on the steps and asked far away.

"I know." She replied, "Stephen, we have known each other for a long time, and I think I still know you well. Everyone says that you are a good doctor, a good person, and save lives. Although you can be embarrassing sometimes, but Always compassionate. Is that so? I think you are not a good doctor, you are a good scientist. It is never the desire to help the world that drives you to pursue the moon, but the desire for the unknown. This is why once you Accept the worldview of the magical world, and master magic so quickly and skillfully."

As she said this, she licked her dry lips.

Stephen's heart shook.

What Rebecca said was right. His continuous research and cure of various cases was not out of pity, but purely a desire for the unknown.

The only one who said something similar to him was his doctor of science supervisor. When the other party learned that he had given up science and decided to go to the hospital to specialize in neurosurgery, he bluntly advised him that he would not be a good doctor.

Even though his heart was turbulent, he still maintained an unmoved expression: "What do you want to express?"

"You are well versed in the laws of nature. You know that the world will be destroyed and reborn. The creation of the earth, the operation of the solar system, and even the birth of the universe. There are already hypotheses and speculations. But who can prove that this is true?" She He spoke clearly and slowly.

"But in the dark space, everything is eternal. As a bystander, you can observe and analyze the formation of many worlds. Believe me, this universe is far bigger than you imagine, except for many changing stars , and there are many mysterious spaces that you can hardly imagine."

"Come on, come with me."

When she said the last sentence, there was hope in her eyes.

It's a pity that Stephen, who was so engrossed in the words "dark space", didn't notice this.

"Dark Space? Dormammu? Really?"

There was obvious questioning and rejection on his face.

"Enough!" Casillas interrupted her Amway, "Rebecca, stop persuading her."

Casillas' patience ran out, and with a wave of his hand, the two men and women behind him rushed towards Stephen with weapons in their hands.

The author has something to say: this chapter is not finished, everyone can make do with it... It may be interrupted tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.