Kryptonian: Man of Steel

"I don't believe that I can't kill you, and I can't throw you to death!"

Casillas roared, his eyes filled with madness and malice.

"So, didn't he gain the power of Dormammu? What about magic?"

Luther complained.

"Dormammu wouldn't be that generous."

Gu Yi shook his head.

There is dark power, but Dormammu is not so generous as to waste it on people like Casillas whose souls have returned to the dark dimension.

To put it bluntly, you already have what you have in your pocket, so why should you spend your own money?

Therefore, Casillas and the others can only use close combat to solve the problem. Unless they encounter the Ancient One, they can only use the ultimate move like Mirror Space.

However, at the moment when Strange was about to fall to the ground, the red cloak that had saved him several times came into play again.

It rushed down quickly, like a huge red wing, wrapping Strange in it, then flying up with him, and landed steadily on the ground on the second floor.

Moreover, the cloak automatically put on Strange's body and integrated with him.

Casillas watched this scene and couldn't help but feel nervous.

He couldn't understand why such a powerful treasure would come to the rescue when his life was at stake, and also take the initiative to recognize its owner.

He had never seen or heard of such a situation.

"This kid... is so terrifying!"

Casillas muttered.

However, the red cloak that automatically recognizes its owner does not seem to get along well with its new owner Strange. Strange stood up, dusted himself off, and felt the magical power surging within his body.

He understands that now he has no advantage in fighting Casillas with bare hands, and must find a suitable weapon to defend himself.

His eyes glanced around the display room, and finally landed on the xuanhua board hanging on the wall. The ax has a simple shape, and the blade of the ax is flashing with cold light. You can tell it is a powerful weapon at a glance.

Strange felt something in his heart and was about to go over and get it.

However, at this moment, the red cloak on his body stubbornly pulled him to the other side. Strange was stunned for a moment. He could feel the power coming from the cloak, which was both gentle and firm, as if it was guiding him.

"What's going on?"

Strange wondered in his heart. He tried to break free from the shackles of the cloak, but found that the cloak was extremely powerful and he could not break free easily.

Repeatedly, Strange and Cloak seemed to be engaged in a tug-of-war, moonwalking around the display room. Strange struggled left and right, but was still unable to break free from the shackles of the cloak.

In desperation, he had no choice but to obey the cloak's wishes, and then successfully used an object to trap Casillas.

Strange had no intention of finishing the attack. He was a doctor, not a soldier. He shouldn't be doing things like killing people.

Then this scene finally ushered in the most important climax.

"I...have said all that I need to say."

Gu Yi slowly stretched out his hand and held Strange's hand tightly. Strange had already felt the aging of Master Gu Yi at this time, both in his soul and body.

"This is really a stunning view..."

There was a subtle hint of emotion and relief in Gu Yi's tone.

Her eyes still stayed outside the window, as if she wanted to engrav this beautiful moment in her heart forever.

"Death gives life meaning and lets you know that time is short and there are not many days left. I have been walking on this road for too long and witnessed too many joys and sorrows. Now, I can finally let go of everything and prepare for the final day. It’s home.”

Strange listened quietly. The mentor who had always led and taught him was about to embark on a new journey.

This journey may be a relief for Gu Yi, but for him, it means more responsibilities and challenges.

"Let's take a look..."

Ancient One's voice sounded again, interrupting Strange's thoughts.

At this time, a thunder and lightning flashed across the horizon in the distance. The lightning was like a silver dragon, dancing wantonly in the air.

However, because time slowed down at this moment, the lightning was not as fleeting as usual, but was slowly and carefully outlined by a painter's brush, and every ray of light was clearly visible. , every track is full of power and beauty.

"I've never had time to appreciate such a beautiful view before..."

Gu Yi's voice was as thin as a gossamer, carrying deep regret and reluctance, as if every word condensed her life's emotions and responsibilities.

Her eyes, which once shone with wisdom, were slowly losing focus at this moment, as if they were trying to imprint the beautiful scenery in front of her into the depths of her soul and make it an eternal mark.

Strange stood beside Gu Yi's bed and couldn't help but cast his eyes out the window after hearing this.

The afterglow of the setting sun filled the entire room, and the golden radiance intertwined with the blue sky outside the window to form a moving picture. He felt Gu Yi's deep regret, and he couldn't help but feel an indescribable sadness in his heart.

He held Gu Yi's gradually cooling hand tightly, hoping to draw a bit of warmth from it. However, the power of life quietly passed through his fingers like quicksand.

Suddenly, Strange felt the touch in his hand disappear. He turned around suddenly and saw that Ancient One's soul had disappeared.

The body had completely lost its vitality, and the eyes that were once full of power were now closed and could no longer be opened.

His heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and the pain made him almost unable to breathe.

"The patient has stopped breathing!"

A doctor shouted anxiously, with a hint of helplessness and regret in his voice.

"We have lost her..."

Another doctor whispered in agreement, his tone full of awe for life and mourning for the deceased.

They quickly turned to the next emergency treatment, which was their duty as doctors and the most direct way for them to deal with the uncertainty of life and death.

Strange stood there, staring blankly at the body of Ancient One that was gradually losing its temperature, and his heart was filled with unprecedented heaviness.

At this moment, he felt a warm force gently covering his shoulders, and a red cloak was silently draped over him.

The cloak was light and soft, as if it was woven with the finest silk, but it contained some indescribable power.

When the cloak touched Strange's skin, a warm current instantly flowed through his body, dispelling the coldness and sadness in his heart.

He was slightly stunned, then looked down at the cloak on his shoulders, and an inexplicable feeling of emotion and awe surged in his heart.