My Stand-in is Steve

  Chapter 464 Have you ever wondered why it was only aimed at you?

   "If you just want to regain your arms, you can go to Master Fang Mo."

  Gu said to Strange.

"…he?"

However, Strange didn't seem to believe Fang Mo very much. After hearing what Gu Yi said, he also had a hesitant look on his face. He stared at Fang Mo first, and then looked at his shoulder. Scythe on his shoulder: "Are you sure?"

   "I can vouch for his level of treatment."

  Gu Yi said calmly: "But how can I persuade him to treat you... I can't guarantee that."

"All right."

Hearing what Gu Yi said, Strange could only choose to trust the other party now, so he turned his head and looked at Fang Mo beside him: "That...Master Fang Mo, what is your healing principle? I don't think I need it. Have you read those messy books?"

   "Oh, doctor, don't worry."

  Fang Mo smiled confidently when he heard the words: "I'm not the same as that old lynx. I never fix those false ones, and only value the final results of the treatment."

   "I understand the truth, but the old lynx refers to..."

   Strange looked bewildered.

"Oh, I'm actually talking about Gu Yi." Fang Mo spread his hands casually; "She has lived for hundreds of years, and a normal Buddhist disciple would have become a relic long ago, but she didn't die anyway. I can't eat the food I worry about every day, so I just called her Old Sheli, but you seem to have heard it wrong, what I just said was not a lynx, but a relic."

   "Uh... is that so?"

   Strange seemed even more confused after hearing this. What is the relationship between these two people? Why does this guy seem to be looking forward to the death of Master Ancient One?

   "That's it anyway."

  Fang Mo's face was very natural, and he said directly to Gu Yi at this moment: "Old Sheli, go and call Master Hamil."

   "..."

Gu Yi looked at Fang Mo speechlessly. To be honest, she also wanted to complain, but considering that Strange was still here, she was really not easy to get angry. The crazier type.

  But after hearing what Fang Mo said, she also knew what the other party wanted to do.

This is also a good thing for Mage Hamil, so Gu Yi nodded after thinking about it, and walked directly to the outside of the dojo. I brought him back immediately.

   This is a middle-aged Taoist priest, wearing an old Taoist uniform, which looks very ordinary.

   "Mage Hamil."

Fang Mo was quite polite to the passers-by on Karma Taj's side. When he saw the other party coming, he nodded and said, "Excuse me, please show your left arm, I want to show this guest my special skills .”

"Um."

  Hamil didn't seem to like talking very much. He nodded slightly at this moment, and then rolled up his sleeves, revealing a bare left wrist.

"this…"

   Strange was also taken aback when he saw the other party's bald left wrist.

  But before he could think about it, Fang Mo suddenly swung the scythe in his hand without any warning, and cut off Hamil's arm directly.

   There was a puff, and warm blood even splashed on Strange's face.

Strange was stunned at this moment, and he backed up a few steps with a strange cry. Fang Mo's aura just now reminded him of that cult lunatic, who was Casillas, His own arm was cut off by him in the same way at the beginning. Although he has no arm now, it still hurts faintly.

   "My God, you are also a cult."

   Strange panicked and said nervously: "No...I want to leave here immediately!"

  However, before he wanted to leave, Gu Yi had already reached out and pressed his shoulder. Although the other party looked like a bald woman, the strength in his hand was so strong that Strange couldn't break free.

   "Let go of me!"

   Strange said in a panic: "If you do this again, I will call the police!"

   "Report."

Fang Mo's voice sounded not far away, and he carried the sickle on his shoulder again, and said with a smile: "Do you want us to prepare a chair for you first, and then you sit on it? After all, this is more convenient for you to use." Toe buttons..."

"you…"

  Hearing this, Strange was frightened and angry, and his brain began to work rapidly, planning to quickly come up with a countermeasure.

   But it was at this time.

  He suddenly discovered something was wrong.

  Mage Hamil not far away had his arms chopped off, but he didn't let out a single scream at this moment, which made Strange a little strange.

  So he subconsciously glanced at Master Hamil in the distance.

   In the end, it didn't matter if he didn't read it. After reading it, he stood there as if struck by lightning.

  The other party's arm has actually regenerated, and not only the severed arm, but even the disappeared palm... It's all restored at this moment.

   "This...this is..."

   Strange looked at the opponent's arm, and something seemed to rekindle in his heart, and he became extremely excited in an instant.

   Of course, Master Hamil was equally excited.

It's just that he has been a mage in Karma Taj for half his life anyway, and he can barely suppress his joy at this moment, and he just leaned over and bowed to Fang Mo: "Thank you for curing my hand, Fang Mo Master, thank you very much."

   "It's okay, it's okay, chop... It's just a matter of little effort."

  Fang Mo smiled and waved to Master Hamil: "Okay, let's go back and have a rest first, and get familiar with your hands."

"Um."

  Hamill nodded, and then left very respectfully.

   After Master Hamil left, Gu Yi also took the initiative to ask Strange: "How is it? Mr. Strange, are you satisfied with Master Fang Mo's treatment?"

   "Why will it be reborn after being cut off? What is the principle?"

Strange seemed a little puzzled, but soon he couldn't help shaking his head: "Forget it, why do I think so much... It doesn't matter, as long as it can cure me, Fang Mo Master, no, Master Fang Mo, can you please heal my arms too?"

   "Can be can be."

  Seeing the opponent's trap, Fang Mo also became happy: "But to be honest, your injury is not easy to heal."

"What?"

   Strange immediately asked after hearing the words, "Why isn't it cured?"

"This is my staff." Fang Mo pointed to the giant sickle on his shoulder: "Its prototype is taken from the sickle in the hands of the **** of death. I call it the sickle of whole life, which means the alternation of life." As with reincarnation, of course his healing principle is the same, it must be destroyed before it can be repaired."

   "Oh, I understand this."

  Strange was indeed a little excited now, and immediately said: "In simple terms, it is to destroy the cells first, and then stimulate them to grow rapidly, right?"

"almost."

  Fang Mo nodded.

"But if it's cell reorganization, then why is Master Hamil's hand healed well, but my arms are not healed?" Strange asked, "Is it because I need to generate more human tissue? "

   "It has nothing to do with that."

  Fang Mo shook his head: "Your main thing is not easy to cut."

"ha?"

   Strange was taken aback when he heard that.

"Look, Master Hamil just lost his hands, right?" Seeing Strange's bewildered look, Fang Mo smiled and explained to him: "So I cut off his arm, so that he can be Grow palms quickly, but the problem is that you have lost both arms...Where do you want me to chop?"

"this…"

  Strange was also stunned after hearing this, but he forgot about it: "Then...won't it be okay to cut off the shoulder?"

   "It should be fine if it is replaced by someone else."

  Fang Mo shook his head: "But in your case, it probably won't work."

   "Why?" Strange was also a little anxious when he heard this, the hope of healing his arms was close at hand, but now the other party rejected him again, so he immediately became nervous again.

"IMHO."

  Fang Mo looked at Strange pretendingly, and then asked with a serious face: "Your arms... shouldn't be lost by accident, right?"

"really."

  Gu Yi next to him saw this, and deliberately chimed in: "He has a residual black magic aura, very similar to the dimensional demon **** Sargeras you fought against before."

   "Have you ever practiced black magic?"

  Fang Mo saw the extremely complicated expression on Strange's face, and asked a question on purpose.

   "I... just simply heard the name."

Strange is indeed a little confused now. He was really smart at first, but the hope of healing his arms is right in front of him. In addition, the other party mentioned the evil **** Sargeras, Fang Mo and Gu Yi are like singing a double reed , His brain did crash a bit.

   "Have you offended the black mage?"

  Fang Mo almost couldn't help but want to laugh, but he still looked at Strange seriously: "They made you like this?"

"I…"

   "Mr. Strange, I hope you can answer this question seriously."

Before Strange could answer, Gu Yi persuaded again: "This is related to whether your injury can be cured, and it is also related to the safety of the world, because Sargeras is really a very terrifying existence. "

   "Well, here's the thing."

Strange, who was limped by the two of them, let out a long sigh and started to explain: "I was driving one night, but there was a car accident on the road. When I woke up, a strange man in a long robe stood beside me. He told me that Lord Sargeras wanted your arms, and then... he chopped off mine."

   "Actually, if you just cut off your arms, with my contacts in New York, I should be able to find a way to transplant a pair of arms..."

When Strange said this, a strange look appeared on his face: "In fact, I did the same. I applied for a healthy arm through formal channels, but the day after the transplant, my hand was broken. It started to rot, and the hospital couldn't find out why, and there was no rejection on the test sheet."

  “I thought it was an arm problem, so I tried several times and transplanted several different arms, but the result was the same. At this moment, I realized that I might never have hands again in my life.”

   Strange said helplessly: "If you said that I have black magic on me, then this should be it."

   "Yes, this is indeed the power of black magic."

  After hearing what Strand said, Fang Mo also nodded: "The magic power of Sargeras is attached to you, preventing you from regaining your life."

   "So who is that Sargeras?"

  Strange heard this, and asked in a puzzled way: "Why on earth did he treat me like this? Do I know him?"

   "Actually, this is also something we find strange."

  Gu Yi also spoke next to him: "If you are just an ordinary person, why would he let his followers target you?"

   "So Sargeras is..."

   "He is an evil god."

  Fang Mo gave Strange a brief introduction: "In this world, there is an existence called Dimensional Demon God. They want to destroy the earth and devour human beings, and Sargeras is one of them."

   "Huh? Dimensional Demon God? Destroy the Earth?"

Strange was a little confused: "Really... Isn't the so-called **** an alien? I heard that there is an Asgardian Thor in the Avengers, but in my opinion, he is just a It’s just aliens, can this thing destroy the earth?”

   "Gah, it's too hard to explain this thing to Muggles..."

  Hearing Strange's question, Fang Mo also sighed, then turned his head to look at Gu Yi: "Come on, punch out his astral body, let him open his eyes."

"All right."

  Gu nodded, and then walked directly towards Strange.

   "Wait, what are you trying to do..."

   Strange also became vigilant when he saw this, but now he is just an ordinary person, and he has lost both arms, completely unable to resist in front of the supreme mage Gu Yi, and was slapped on the forehead by her instantly.

   I don't know what spell Gu Yi used here.

  In short, Strange froze in place, but his consciousness kept wandering in the multiverse, witnessing the spectacle of the three thousand worlds in an instant.

   And when his consciousness returned to his body.

  He fell directly to the ground, panting and said: "My God, what is this and what, you will not secretly give me hallucinogens, will you?"

   "I just let you see a more real and wider world."

   Gu Yi said.

"Well, I've already said that I'm not interested in these things." Strange wriggled on the ground like a bug for a long time, and then barely got up from the ground: "I only care about my arm, it can be cured ?"

   "I'll try my best."

Fang Mo tried not to show an evil smile: "But I still can't figure out why Sargeras specifically ordered the disciples to cut off your arm. I suspect this may be an entry point... If you don't figure it out, you will be cured His arm is useless, and it will have to be cut off sooner or later."

"I…"

  Strange was also speechless when he heard this, he really didn't know that dimensional demon god, who knows why the other party targeted him.

   "Forget it, come with me first, I will find a way to heal your arm first."

  Seeing that Strange looked like he was about to cry, Fang Mo also waved his hand: "As for Sargeras' conspiracy...we will find a way to study it later."

"Thank you very much."

  Hearing that the other party planned to treat his severed hand, Strange's eyes lit up immediately, and he quickly thanked him.

  (end of this chapter)