[Comprehensive British and American] Distress signal receiver

He closed his eyes, his eyeballs were twitching uneasily under his eyelids, and the hand that was resting quietly on his stomach occasionally trembled slightly, it looked like he had a nightmare.

Wesley had indeed had a nightmare, and this nightmare was——

The first intimate contact with the boss!

At first, when Wesley received a text message from the future supreme mage and current mage apprentice, Stephen, he didn't feel that this day was any different from usual.

Stephen is a strong-willed elite, deep in his heart, wise and sensitive, but also has a kind and self-sacrificing side. The task of the Supreme Master will be completed sooner or later, Wesley always feels so.

So when the terrible feeling of being watched rose from the depths of his heart—as if a black hole from the universe stretched out his hand from Wesley's address book, pulling his consciousness deeper and deeper, Wesley still I thought my brain was broken.

The warm bed with the asteroid printed on it turned icy in an instant. It wasn't until the system reminded Wesley that he was sweating profusely and realized that it wasn't something wrong with him, but that Stephen accidentally crossed the time limit and was targeted by someone. up.

And Wesley, who is connected to Stephen to a certain extent, is even more sensitive than Stephen to feel the malice from the future.

Stephen's situation is very dangerous, and he can no longer control the time gem. Wesley bites the bullet and issues a warning. At the same time, he passes through the golden arrow of the system and rushes to Stephen's side.

Wesley's teeth were trembling. For the first time, he felt this kind of unknown fear from the bottom of his heart, as if the conscious body had nowhere to hide under that gaze.

"Deep system, what happened to him? Why do I have the feeling that I will be with Stephen soon..." Wesley began to think wildly: "The big world you are talking about does not include the Lord of the Rings. The Eye of Lun also passed through? Two eyes came in one breath?"

"..."

The system finally said: "The calculation is over, the possibility with the highest probability is that Stephen Strange used the time gem to connect to the villain in the future dimension, the dark lord Dormammu."

"..." Hey, speak more carefully, is Domamu a human?

But hearing that the system gave at least one result, Wesley felt a little more at ease.

The communication in consciousness quickly ended, and the next moment, Wesley seemed to lift the last veil in front of his soul, and the bottomless abyss slowly unfolded behind him.

He entered Stephen's consciousness.

Stephen also has the feeling of being stared at by terrible eyes, but his hazy sixth sense of crisis is not as intuitive as Wesley who is protecting him.

All the muscles in Stephen's body tensed up, not because of fear, but because of the Eye of Agamotto on his body.Complicated patterns unfolded in his hands, and the scope of the magic circle was getting bigger and bigger beyond his control.

Stephen's two hands were still trembling slightly, and one of them was hovering behind the magic circle, still trying hard to control it.

As Wesley "suggested", his body was indeed motionless, but the energy in his body surged into the time stone.

Wesley was simply amazed. Stephen was indeed the material for the Supreme Mage, and he was completely lost when he played Eye of Agamotto for the first time.

"This is also the 'credit' of the host." The system said: "The first time Stephen Strange used the Eye of Agamotto in the original world, it would not exceed the time limit. Please restore it within 3 minutes, so as not to cause difficulties. A worldwide chain reaction of compensation."

"..."

There were faint traces of sweat on Stephen's forehead, and he had already felt that the power contained in the necklace hanging around his neck not only far exceeded his control level, but also contained something on another level, If he was asked to describe it, he would say yes—the power of darkness.

The scene in front of him began to shake a little, Stephen blinked vigorously, not letting the feeling of weakness occupy him.

Suddenly, as his vision became clear again, Stephen realized that his hands had stopped shaking.

"Cole?" he tried to call out in his mind.

"Concentrate, Stephen."

The electronic-textured voice sounded a little more than last time, and Stephen didn't distinguish carefully, but he instinctively felt that the current situation might be more difficult than he guessed.

Fortunately, when Cole appeared, Stephen's slack attention also returned, and his mind instantly became extremely clear. All the knowledge he had learned in Karma Taj during this period of time, as well as the antique book in front of him, he had just read All the contents flashed in my mind like lightning.

The magic circle in his hand gradually stopped spreading, and began to shrink inward.

Wesley desperately warned himself not to pay attention to the space-time rift behind Stephen, until the thunderous voice penetrated into his brain.

"time--"

The other party seemed to be just whispering, but the tone contained extreme malice, which made Stephen's blood seem to be frozen.

Stephen snorted and closed his eyes: "Oh God!"

"Not God," he heard the voice in his head that helped him say: "Don't get distracted!"

Wesley's heart was shocked, time?Can Dormammu see what's going on here at a glance?impossible!Because it wasn't until the Supreme Mage and Dormammu "negotiated terms" that Dormammu could experience the power of the Time Stone...

I fuck! !

Wesley suddenly understood.

This Dormammu is the future dark lord who has already negotiated with Stephen!

"System, system——"

The surrounding light suddenly dimmed, and Wesley could clearly see through Stephen's gaze that black power was spreading from behind him.

The terrifying voice drilled into Stephen's head like a snake, as if all other voices in the world had disappeared, and there was only this one voice in the world, constantly echoing.

Even in Stephen's heart, Wesley saw a picture at the same time, a behemoth the size of a planet, with a pair of eyes burning with purple flames occupying the entire sky——

"You're different, mage. Very...interesting. And you—what are you?"

Wesley didn't know if Dormammu, who was almost immortal, had any memory before entering the dark realm, but apparently, it still had the wizard ability to see through people's souls.

Wesley tried his best to help Stephen control the magic circle in his hand, sweating profusely in his heart.

Stephen finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he turned his head slowly.

Even though the size has been reduced compared to the picture that came to mind just now, the hands made of dark fireworks are so huge that they almost fill the entire library, just above Stephen's head, farther away from him. getting closer.

"Warning, level one danger, the host's consciousness environment is abnormal."

The sound of the system suddenly sounded, and the next moment, Wesley felt that the conscious body was suddenly wrapped and protected by invisible things.

Seeing that the magic circle in Stephen's hand is getting smaller and smaller, the crack is gradually shrinking, and at the same time there is a suction force in the void, it seems that giving Stephen some more time can drag Dormammu back to another time and space.

But after all, it was still a step too late, the black flame in that hand suddenly passed through Stephen's body, and his consciousness, as well as Wesley's consciousness, were instantly wrapped in it.

"what are you?"

This time, only Wesley's ears were ringing.

A lifeless and terrifying universe unfolded in Wesley's consciousness. He seemed to see Dormammu's true appearance directly through the crack of the time gem.

Wesley was speechless for a moment.

His conscious body gradually took shape in the flames of Dormammu, and the countless synapses inside the golden bubbles flashed like tiny electric lights.

New York, bedroom.

Layers of cold sweat broke out on Wesley's forehead. He unconsciously opened his eyes slightly. The intense golden light in his eyes flickered in the darkness, as if it would go out at any moment.

His body struggled instinctively, and with a plop, Wesley fell under the bed, curled up on the floor next to him.

Not long after, another bedroom door opened, and with the sound of regular and steady footsteps, Clark's shadow came in from under the door.

"...Wesley?"

……

Wesley's consciousness rose, and the cold flames were scorching him. Stephen seemed to fall behind him, but he was still powerless.

Dormammu tried to peel back his protective covering like dissecting an animal.

Wesley vaguely heard Dormammu's voice——

"I know something is wrong with this world...I've always wanted to know why...and now—"

The magic sound pierced through his head, and Wesley still maintained the last sliver of clarity under the protection of the system, but suddenly, the system retracted the protection layer for a moment.

Even in another split second, the system quickly reactivated the protection, but still, Wesley almost disappeared like a real bubble.

At that moment, Wesley really thought that the system wanted to give up on him, or wanted to kill him, but soon, when he felt another wave of consciousness, he understood.

A somewhat trembling gentle voice sounded from within his protective layer.

"God, what is this..."

……

"Wesley!"

Clark picked up the boy on the ground and put him back on the bed.But Wesley was cold all over, and he had obviously lost consciousness.

He immediately unbuttoned Wesley's pajamas and looked at his chest.

But the cold metal controller showed no signs of activation.

"Wesley, Wesley!" Clark hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he made up his mind and quickly grabbed Wesley in his arms again.

"hold onto."

He looked in the direction of Gotham.

At this moment, Wesley opened his mouth slightly and made a vague sound.

"What?" Clark lowered his head slightly, trying to hear what Wesley was saying.

"I...I can't protect...from..."

"Leave?" Clark asked softly.

"Quick... get out of here... get out of here, Charles!"

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Charles: where am I, who am I