The man's palm is hot.

His strength may be top-notch among ordinary people, but under the blessing of [Source], the north and south poles of magnets that seem to collide with each other and refuse to separate make it impossible for her to break free.

In Nightingale's memory, she was very, very few, and stopped.

It was as if the clouds that had been floating in the sky all the year round were violently pulled to the ground, and she was completely embarrassed by the dust and wind and sand belonging to the low altitude. This sudden emotional stimulation made her stiffen involuntarily, and her exposed skin couldn't control it. trembling.

In just a few seconds, the surrounding land, buildings, trees and green belts, flower beds, small ponds... began to shake one after another.

The shock was continuous and spread outward. The iron cables on the bridge connecting Gotham inland and the metropolis swayed back and forth, and the sirens of the vehicles parked in the streets and alleys were ringing like crazy.

Nightingale's curly long hair fell down completely, at first it was slightly undulating against her back, but as she and Bruce Wayne made physical contact, the air around them became distorted.

The sharp cyclone was like a knife, forming around the two of them, and even directly cut deep marks on the floor tiles of the roof.

Only the gilded power link between them is calm, like the eye of a typhoon in a hurricane.

Through the swaying black hair, Nightingale and Bruce looked at each other. The golden gold in her eyes corresponded to the golden gold in the other's eyes that gradually devoured the original steel blue, as if some kind of transition or check and balance had been reached at this moment.

The light beams converged into an increasingly dazzling light cocoon, enveloping the two of them, floating up uncontrollably, gradually rising, and finally the surviving rooftop made several creaking sounds that were overwhelmed and finally relaxed.

Doctor Strange's forehead twitched, "...tsk."

Should he praise them for their great battle, or should he praise them for remembering that Gotham Hospital was under their feet so they didn't turn it into ruins?

As if the Eye of Agamotto had been stimulated or provoked by another force, it flickered violently on his chest.

Strange spread out a hand to pinch a formula, and closed it tightly.

"Not quite there yet!" he said to the Time Stone.

The two people in the eye of the storm were both conscious, which surprised Strange very much.

They stared at each other, one with probing and surprised eyes, the other with pity and reason.

To be honest, Nightingale is the anchor for Doctor Strange to come to this point in time, and he can totally understand her resistance to this state, but Wayne...

When Strange was Doctor Strange and not Master Strange, he was conceited and successful, and he had only heard of the rich man in Gotham who also had everything from luxury cars to beauties. .

After his hands were destroyed in a car accident, and after the collapse of his world view and his transformation into the supreme mage, he realized that under the skin of Gotham's famous playboy, there was a soul incarnated as Gotham's fear.

To be honest, surprised.

However, it seems that I am not so surprised that I have directly broken away from Marxist philosophy.

During the period when Strange's thinking diverged, the light cocoon, which was still very sparse, had become denser, and the naked eye could only see the two figures wrapped in it through the gap of the twisted light beam.

And that gap also transmitted the faint voice of dialogue.

"...What do you want to do?" This was Nightingale's voice. It was puzzled at first, and then suddenly tinged with anger, "What the hell do you want to do?! It's none of your business."

While stubbornly maintaining the mirror space, Strange squinted his eyes to see clearly what they were doing.

Inside the light cocoon, the lights from all directions made the faces of Nightingale and Bruce extremely bright and clear. They were facing each other, and their eyes and expressions could not avoid each other.

The man's forehead has long been wet. He has an ordinary body, and his ability to resist more and more cosmic forces is entirely dependent on his spirit.

Every line on his face is so resolute and forbearing, like a mountain that is always silent and standing forever, no matter how earth-shattering the tremors, it will not collapse.

It was the first time Nightingale had seen this side of Batman without his Batsuit.

In just a short period of time, the extra [source] power that she couldn't control poured into the body of this self-sacrificing host.

——He and she were equal in court.

She was amazed that he was able to achieve this step, and was also angry with his attempt after this step: he was unfamiliar with this power, and gradually became familiar with it, as if commanding him, and began to use it to attack this universe origin of time.

Bruce Wayne...he wanted to turn things back to where she hadn't changed!

"You are really crazy." She manipulated her [source], tearing at his part of the power, "Are you going to kill her?"

Nightingale only uses "her" as a pronoun, but both parties know it's referring to Nightingale Wayne in the Gotham Hospital ward below.

……

The dark red cloak with magic pattern was hunting in mid-air, and Doctor Strange was suspended in the air, approaching them.

His wise eyes stared at the light cocoon, but he was not just looking at it. In fact, Strange was peeping at the progress of the world through them.

Let’s say, before Nightingale came to this point in time, the entire river in the world was a galloping straight line.

In 1990, which was changed by Nightingale, this straight river turned in the middle, and the entire path shifted.

And now, Nightingale is in conflict with Bruce Wayne, who is actually from 2010 but has no memory, and is blocked by strange intuition and insight, so the river begins to deflect again.

——Maybe it will become the original straight line, and some will become more twisted and meandering.

To be honest, before Charles asked for help and came to this point in time, the Supreme Mage had already observed thousands of futures with the eyes of Agamotto in advance.

Nightingale, Alger, Percy... The future changes of these characters will not have much impact on the safety of the universe, because the life and death of the vast majority of people in this world cannot lead to the destruction of the world. With billions of people, except for a few, most human beings are just passers-by in history.

Strange just wants to ensure that [Source]'s consciousness is wiped out in the universe he guards.

Originally, the worst plan he made was to use the Eye of Agamotto to fight against the dark universe, but that would cause too much turmoil in the main universe, and it is likely to create a bunch of messy secondary universes.

Fortunately, Batman's choice is the best one he has seen in the past and future.

For the stability of the world, but also as a reward, he will use the Eye of Agamotto to separate the cosmic ray with Nightingale Wayne after the event is over, as a carrier to bear the memory of the redundant world.

and so……

Just when Bruce Wayne was shocked because he heard the phrase "Are you going to kill her?" from the mouth of her more mature girl, a strange and mysterious British voice suddenly sounded in his ears :

"Nightingale Wayne will go on with her life in her own timeline, do what you want, do what you can."

"Remember this - she is her and you are you."

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