The news of the mysterious incident in Chinatown spread like wildfire, but before the fast-moving reporters swarmed in, some other people came to the place of the incident earlier and blocked the entire street with special methods. Countless facts have proven one truth, that is, it is best not to let ordinary people get too involved in occult events.
A very mysterious Secret Service unit from SHIELD had just left, and the entire residential building in Chinatown was as clean as if it had been washed by water. Any items related to the occult were removed and taken away, and the entire floor was very quiet, as if the whole place had fallen into a deep sleep.
A big bald man in a denim jacket walked into the hall with a cup of hot tea in his hand. He was used to drinking it as he walked into the hall. He pressed the elevator button and looked around vigilantly under the sunglasses that covered most of his face. His red eyes looked at the residents who were standing in place.
They still had a blank expression on their faces, as if they were immersed in something that had happened before, or as if the time of the entire building had stopped at a certain point in time.
"Ding"
The dilapidated elevator opened, and Sergues threw the paper cup in his hand into the trash can, lit a cigarette, and walked into the elevator.
13th floor, a very unlucky floor.
"Even after processing, the residual magic energy here is still so clear."
Strange looked at the sacred room in front of him with a headache. Beside him were two spell mages from the New York Sanctum. Compared to Strange, who was wearing a casual suit, they were dressed more like the mages in traditional stories. They wore long robes, wands at their waists, and pointy mage hats.
Old-Fashioned, indifferent, only magic can interest them in the whole world.
"It is said that the girl who attracted the evil spirit here is really pitiful, she almost lost her life."
Strange looked at the girl sitting by the bed with a dull face with pity. This was the child who had been killed by Constantine before. Like everyone else in the building, she fell into a strange sluggishness, and there was surprise and fear on her face after she broke free from the evil spirit's possession.
"The evil spirit will never take the initiative to possess someone. In fact, most of the protagonists of the possession incident have only themselves to blame. They do not deserve pity."
The old Magician next to Strange coldly picked up a hand-drawn drawing from the table. The drawing was a very non-standard, but it already contained a special pattern of dark-red, which should have been drawn by this girl.
"Look, the summoning diagram of the Demon Child. She should be glad that she didn't draw it perfectly and didn't inject magic power into it. Otherwise, what we would have to deal with now would be a street completely destroyed by demons. It's just like the era of the Tsar 170 years ago. Ordinary people are always so reckless!"
The old mage pinched the corner of the evil drawing with a face full of disgust. Orange flames burst out from his palm and burned the piece of paper clean. Strange looked at the ashes dancing in the air and said thoughtfully.
"So this is the reason why Kamar-Taj forbade the circulation of magic knowledge in the human world? Is it because ordinary people lack self-control? "
"I think it's because ordinary people lack a basic concept of the existence of power."
A low voice came from the door. Strange turned around and saw Sergues leaning against the door with a burning cigarette in his mouth.
"They don't know what to do and what not to do, what can be provoked and what can't be provoked, just like us in the past."
"Demon Believer! How dare you appear in front of me! "
The moment the old Magician saw Sergues, he pulled out the magic wand from his waist and was about to release an attack magic, but he was stopped by Strange. The young Magician whispered in the old Magician's ear.
"Magician Hogness! Calm down, this is The Devil Gang! They are on our side! "
"En?"
The old Magician glanced at Strange suspiciously. After realizing that the young Magician's expression didn't seem to be fake, he frowned. "What's going on with Kamar-Taj now? Even Demon Believers have begun to gather? "
"In terms of time, The Devil Gang doesn't belong to Kamar-Taj. We are only under the management of Ancient One."
Sergues looked at the old Magician in front of him vigilantly. He glanced at Strange, the latter shrugged helplessly, so Sergues stretched out his hands and took a step back.
"We are not enemies … You don't need to do this, sir!"
The old Magician snorted contemptuously and shook his head. "Then I'll leave this to you, Strange. When I stay with Demon Believers, I always subconsciously want to kill them. I'll wait for you in the New York Sanctum."
After that, he made a mysterious gesture and disappeared into the broken space together with the Magician beside him.
"Who is that? He looks like a powder keg that will explode at any moment. "
Sergues asked softly. Strange sighed and rubbed his forehead and said,
"Hognis Leonid Ivanovic, an old fossil that was active two hundred years ago. He's the Lion of Magic in Siberia. He's an honorary elder of the European Magic Association. The invasion of Domumu has awakened these old fossils. The Supreme Mage welcomes anyone who can strengthen the world. But, how should I put this old mister here? Probably because he has slept for too long, his mind is as old-fashioned as a stone. "
Strange sighed again after he finished speaking.
"The most troublesome thing is that he is powerful. The two of us together are not enough to fight him with one hand. By the way, are you here to check the news about Constantine?"
Sergues rubbed his chin and nodded.
"He took something from The Devil Gang and wanted to just walk away. It's too simple. How is it? Did you find anything? "
"Hey, man, The Book of Solomon belongs to Kamar-Taj. I want to emphasize this again!"
Strange reached out and patted Sergues on the shoulder. He saw the girl sitting by the bed move her eyes. His finger pointed in the air and a glass-like halo enveloped the two of them.
"They are going to wake up. SHIELD's method of erasing memories is really unreliable. Even the recovery time is not certain … Let's go somewhere else."
After the teleportation spell flashed, Strange and Sergues appeared on the roof. The young mage who called himself "Doctor Strange" leaned against the wall and spread his hands to Sergues.
"At present, we can confirm that this matter was settled by Constantine, but after dealing with the evil spirit, he ran away. We have no way of tracking him. This guy is like a cunning fox. And the most troublesome thing is that Wizard Hogness felt the breath of the Sigil of Solomon from the residual magic energy. That is a powerful curse recorded in the Book of Solomon, which is equivalent to a tactical missile in the magic world."
"From this point of view, he is indeed a genius in Occultism. However, this will only bring him trouble. He is now like a madman wandering the streets with a weapon of mass destruction. Once Master Hogness thinks he is a threat, he will immediately kill him …"
Strange patted Sergues on the shoulder.
"I know that Saber captured Constantine to save his brother, so you'd better catch him before Constantine kills himself. I'm not kidding. You haven't seen Master Hogness' battle scene. I can only say that once targeted by him, even if Constantine is ten times stronger, he will still die miserably."
Sergues scratched his big bald head with a headache. A muscular man like him was most annoyed by this kind of bad thing. He took a deep breath.
"Forget it, I'll leave this to the boss. By the way, what time is it now?"
He turned his head to look at Strange. The latter froze for a moment and looked at his watch. It was the one that broke before they went to Kamar-Taj. After the big change in life, Strange became a very nostalgic person. He looked at the time.
"11: 46. What's wrong?"
Sergues nodded. The brute who was not afraid in the face of a magic lion was visibly nervous. He rubbed his hands embarrassedly and said to Strange, "Then do me a favor, buddy. Send me to the vicinity of Midtown High School. Today is my daughter's birthday. I owe her four birthdays, and I don't want to be late."
Three minutes later, Sergues tidied his clothes and walked out of the alley next to Midtown High School. Just like the past nine days, he stood in front of the school gate in Queens like an iron tower, waiting for his daughter's class to end. In the first few days, the new driver, Chandler, drove a luxury car to pick her up, but Mia thought it was too flashy, so these days, Sergues accompanied her to take the bus home every day.
For Mia, the return of her unconscious father was obviously the most joyous event. Four years ago, she almost lost her father at the age of 14 and was sent to New York to study alone. The beginning was very difficult. If it weren't for Catherine, who was only 11 years old at the time, accompanying her, she probably wouldn't have made it.
Mia didn't know how many things had happened in these seemingly peaceful four years, but in her opinion, everything was getting better. Her father's return obviously meant that all the good things were coming.
"Mia, Gwen, my sweetheart, do you want to go to Hawaii with us? It's free! "
A few smiling, coquettish, and somewhat handsome boys were talking to Mia and Gwen who were walking out of the school with books in their arms, but they didn't attract Mia's attention at all. The beautiful Russian girl looked around and soon found her father who was like a pillar in the crowd. She waved her hand happily. Sergues rudely squeezed through the students and walked to his daughter's side.
Although it wasn't the first time they met, Sergues's fierce aura still made Mia's close friend, Gwen Stacey, shrink her head like a frightened kitten and greet Sergues.
"Hello, Uncle Sergues."
Sergues scratched his big bald head and laughed. "Hello, little Gwen. By the way, today is Mia's birthday party. Isn't your little boyfriend coming?"
Gwen waved her mobile phone helplessly. "Parker is helping Professor Connors as an experimental assistant. He hasn't gotten off work yet, but I promise he will come on time!"
As she spoke, little Gwen waved her fist in the air with a solemn face.
"Who is this? Mia, is this your new boyfriend? "
The little ruffians stood not far away and laughed. "Your taste is really bad."
"En? Little ruffians? Are they your friends? "
Sergues asked. Mia and Gwen shook their heads at the same time, and the brute stretched out a finger. "Wait a minute, I'll talk to them about etiquette."
After that, he turned and walked toward the little ruffians who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Less than a minute later, he walked back with his arms stretched. Behind him, four little ruffians were stacked into a human-shaped arhat. Like an artistic act, it attracted a group of students to exclaim and take photos.
"Okay, girls, let's go home!"
He clapped his hands, put his arm around Mia's shoulder, and said gently, "Catherine and the others are here today, and boss Saber and your Uncle Lewis. You can introduce your friends to little Gwen."
"Boss Saber?"
Gwen's eyes immediately sparkled. "The real gang boss?"
Mia shrugged.
"Probably. One-third of Gotham is under Boss Seiber's control, but to be honest, you'll know when you meet him. He's no different from a normal young man. He's like a big brother. You're probably going to be disappointed. Gavin, he's not the cool godfather that you think he is."
On the other side, on a private plane from Gotham to New York, Catherine, Pixie, Emma, and Clarice, who were dressed up, gathered together and chatted. These four girls were the kind of bad students who didn't study hard, and Mia was the only one who could be called a top student. They had a good relationship, and when they were in New York, they often came out to eat together.
Saber, who was sitting at the side with his eyes closed, felt a little uneasy. It seemed that he would encounter a lot of troublesome things in New York this time.
"Well … maybe I'll meet a lot of old friends."
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