Kryptonian: Man of Steel

At this moment, a sudden exclamation came from outside the window, interrupting Strange's deep thoughts. He raised his head suddenly, looking through the window, trying to catch the source of the sudden noise.

Outside the window, the sky was gradually getting dark, and the sunset was like molten gold, covering the city with a layer of light gold. However, against the background of this gorgeous dusk, an unprecedented shocking scene quietly appeared.

Nine huge monsters stretched across the sky. They were quietly suspended there in an incredible posture, neither rising nor falling, as if they had been waiting under this sky since the beginning of the universe, witnessing the vicissitudes of countless years.

These nine figures were nine dragon corpses. Their existence exceeded all human imagination and cognition, as if they jumped out of ancient myths and appeared alive in front of the world.

Each dragon corpse was a hundred meters long, and its body was incredibly thick, as if it was cast with the hardest metal - no, it was a material that was countless times tougher than any metal.

The sense of power emanating from them made Strange feel an indescribable sense of oppression even from a long distance.

The scales of the dragon corpses sparkled with mysterious brilliance in the afterglow of the setting sun. Each scale looked like the most exquisite craftsmanship in nature. After thousands of years of carving, it finally presented this breathtaking scene.

The dragon horns were crystal clear and shimmering with purple light, like two bright gems picked from the depths of the galaxy, inlaid on the dragon head, adding a bit of mystery and majesty.

The purple light was particularly dazzling under the reflection of the setting sun, as if it could penetrate people's hearts and look directly into the depths of the soul.

Strange noticed that these nine dragon corpses were all five-clawed black dragons. Their dragon bodies were black and shining. Even at dusk when they were about to fall into darkness, they still sparkled with mysterious brilliance, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

The dragon claws were as sharp as knives, and each knuckle revealed endless sharpness, as if a slight scratch could tear the space apart and split the boundary between reality and illusion.

And those tightly closed dragon eyes, although seemingly asleep, seemed to contain the deepest wisdom and power in the universe, waiting for a moment of awakening to reveal all mysteries to the world.

At this moment, pedestrians on the street stopped and looked up, their faces full of shock and confusion.

Some people covered their mouths with their hands, staring in disbelief; others whispered, as if trying to capture the shock with words, but found that their words were so pale and powerless that they could not fully express the shock in their hearts.

"God, how is this possible!"

A passerby shouted in horror, his voice echoing in the silent air, full of disbelief and shock.

His hands were clenched into fists, and his body trembled slightly, obviously deeply shocked to the depths of his soul by the scene before him.

"I can't believe what I saw?"

Another passerby murmured to himself, his eyes were empty, as if he had just experienced a spiritual baptism, and he had deep doubts about the boundary between reality and illusion.

Although his voice was low, it revealed an indescribable shock and confusion.

In this era of highly developed science and technology, the existence of God has long been obscured by the light of science and is regarded as a synonym for falsehood and superstition.

People have constructed the entire world with rational thinking, and classified all unknowns as "unsolved mysteries", waiting for the advancement of science and technology to answer them one by one.

However, at this moment, everyone was shocked by the nine dragon corpses in the sky. Their minds seemed to be touched by an invisible force, and they began to re-examine the nature and truth of this world.

Strange's heart also set off a huge wave. He has always believed that the power of science can explain everything. Of course, now it is magic.

However, the scene before him made him fall into deep confusion and confusion.

He almost doubted whether this was a drama carefully arranged by a demon god in a certain dimension to challenge the cognitive limits of human beings.

Just as Strange was immersed in deep thought, a more intense exclamation suddenly broke out inside the hospital, pulling him back from his meditation.

He turned quickly, his eyes passing through the crowded crowd and falling on the body of the Ancient One.

This legendary Supreme Sorcerer, a hero who had protected the earth from darkness countless times, was now lying quietly on a stretcher with a peaceful face, as if he had just fallen into a deep sleep.

But what was even more shocking was that the body of the Ancient One began to rise slowly, as if it was gently lifted up by an invisible, gentle but powerful hand.

Her body was surrounded by circles of faint blue light, which was soft and warm, like the brightest star in the night sky, emitting an indescribable peace and guidance.

Under the illumination of this light, everything around seemed to be eclipsed, leaving only the Ancient One and the blue light, becoming the most dazzling existence in the world, guiding the lost.

The staff who were originally preparing to send Ancient One to the morgue seemed to be frozen at this moment, with fear and confusion written all over their faces.

They looked at each other, trying to find answers from each other's eyes, but all they got was more confusion. Strange's heart moved, and he realized that all this was not accidental, but the manifestation of some supernatural power.

He walked quickly to the window, his eyes cast on the nine dragon corpses again, and an unprecedented curiosity and desire surged in his heart.

He wanted to uncover the truth behind all this, to know if there was any connection between these dragon corpses and the death of Ancient One, and whether there were deeper secrets behind all this.

Strange tried to get close to Ancient One's body, trying to stop her from being taken away by an invisible force.

He stretched out his hand, trying to grab the faint blue light, but every time he got close, he felt a strong repulsion, as if there was an irresistible force stopping him.

He tried several times, but each time he failed, and was even knocked back several steps by the force and fell to the ground.

At this moment, Ancient One's body suddenly accelerated and flew directly out of the window of the hospital, disappearing into the night.

Strange struggled to get up, ran to the window, looked at the empty night sky, and was filled with powerlessness and anger.

"No, Master Ancient One!"

He shouted in a low voice, with deep grief and unwillingness in his voice.

He could not accept that the Supreme Sorcerer who had devoted thousands of years to the Earth would eventually leave in this way, being taken away by an unknown mysterious force and unable to rest in the peaceful place she deserved.