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Thirty-three. Misery tolerance threshold

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"Etc., etc."

Strange raised his hands and looked at He Shenyan helplessly. He took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and then tried to speak softly: "Can you give me a reasonable explanation to convince me and tell me why you suddenly have to open a dimensional portal Parallel universe rescues "Our Wanda"?"

He pointed his right hand to the ceiling of the Holy of Holies, and the Spirit of the Holy of Holies kept dancing on the ceiling: "And her, can you spare two minutes to tell me why the Spirit of the Holy of Holies is talking to you two words? Since then, she has been setting up the formation on it, she is like an overloaded CPU, do you know that the temperature of the Sanctuary has risen by seven degrees now?"

"One by one, Strange, don't worry."

He Shenyan waved at him calmly, without even turning his head, he was still standing in front of the portal carrying things from the inside out: "I know you're in a hurry-but, don't be in a hurry, seriously. Yes, I should be in a hurry."

Strange took a few deep breaths again: "What are you in a hurry?"

"I'm in no hurry."

"..."

Strange stopped talking.

Then, he condensed a very sharp, very dark blade from his hand. This magic is called the Blade of Resentment, and it is a super-level spell handed down from ancient times. There is no need for magic power, but there is great resentment in the hearts of those who need it. It can be released with emotion, or it can be released with magic. Of course, looking at the current state of Strange, it is estimated that the former is the majority.

Strange raised the blade of resentment expressionlessly and brought it close to his face. The faint black light smeared his profile, making it difficult for He Shenyan to hold back a smile. He couldn't help laughing: "Okay, okay."

The mage shrugged, pulled out the tentacle of an ancient sea beast from the portal, threw it on the ground, then crouched down, and began to explain to him while handling the tentacle.

With the sound of blood and flesh, this explanation also kicked off.

"Yes, I had a friendly negotiation with that Sithone. She opened up to me on the premise that I would not threaten her safety in life."

He Shenyan made a gesture, just tore off a part of the flesh and blood from the tentacles, splashed on Strange's carpet, exuding an unpleasant smell, and even burned a large hole in his carpet. And at this moment, Strange didn't care so much at all.

"Opened up?" he asked suspiciously.

"It's not like a word you would use."

"This is not a metaphor." He Shenyan said quietly.

His expressionless face and the blood on his hands made Strange shudder. He dissipated the blade of resentment, crouched beside He Shenyan, and began to work with him on the tentacles of the ancient sea beast.

This thing was taken from the storage room of the Holy of Holies, from a long-extinct sea beast. There are not many stocks in the Holy of Holies at present. These tentacles can even remain active after 10,000 years. As for why they went extinct?

Because their magic is really good.

"You mean you ate her up and gave her a thoracotomy by the way?"

Strange asked, pressing the back of the tentacles with both hands at the same time, so that He Shenyan could handle the tentacles that were beating non-stop in the front. They are very familiar with this kind of work. As early as the apprenticeship stage, the two have cooperated in this way many times.

"No, no, don't say it so horrible. I just opened her chest, pinched her heart, and made her swear to me that everything is true. Your words are too horrible to describe me."

"You speak without self-awareness."

"Ah."

He Shenyan let out a chuckle and continued: "Anyway, she confessed to me. Our Wanda Awakening ability has nothing to do with Sishorn, I mean, Sishorn of our universe. But in other In the parallel universe of , Wanda's abilities all come from Si Thorne. This leads to an inevitable phenomenon, in the vast universe, there must be a Si Thorne who does not have Wanda to find our Wanda..... ."

His explanations were eloquent and the logic seemed quite confusing. But Strange still understood what he meant, and the horse-faced mage immediately frowned, and took out the nerves in the tentacles with his fingers.

Strange asked, "You mean that Wanda's power actually comes from the Sithone you ate?"

He Shenyan nodded slightly: "That's true, but it's hard to say now."

"Tsk, trouble after trouble... so we're dealing with a lot of Sithone now, you mean that?"

"It's not that serious, what we have to do is very simple, first, find Wanda, and second, bring her back... If we can solve her mental problems in the process, it would be great. Of course, Strange, there are things I didn't tell you."

He Shenyan turned his head and looked at him seriously. That look made Strange's heart almost stop filming. The last time He Shenyan was so serious was when he said he had to exterminate a certain race.

"What do you mean?"

"There are some things that you still don't know."

The mage lowered his head and continued to deal with the tentacles of the sea beast. He said in a slightly sad tone: "Everyone has a threshold of misery, Strange. If I'm five hundred, you're less than a hundred. Those things might drive you crazy, I I don't want to see you go crazy and get beaten up in a mental hospital by nurses and have a bowel and bladder disorder."

"...you fucking!"

Strange stood up angrily, but still didn't forget the job at hand. He finished the second half before standing up, and within two seconds after he stood up, He Shenyan also stood up. He's done too.

Now, the tentacles of the sea beast have been completely cut open, and the nerves inside have been completely stripped away, but an artificial magic power transmission channel has been installed. In simpler terms, they replaced it with an accessory nerve, a nerve made of magic. This made the tentacle's magic guide more than tripled.

If the tentacles of the current sea beast encounter magical power, they are like exposed tooth nerves, and a little cold air will make it tremble.

very sensitive.

"I don't care what you're going to do, I only have one request, Ho. You'd better come back alive, understand?"

Strange looked at him very seriously, with deep concern in his eyes. He does not deny He Shenyan's theory of "the threshold of misery tolerance", because he knows that this is the case. This is also one of the reasons why Gu Yi didn't even understand himself when he chose him to be the Supreme Mage.

However, they still got to this day.

- They have lived together to this day.

"Teacher is dead." He Shenyan rarely called her Gu Yi, and his eyes softened a little. "A lot of people have died, or gone, no longer wanting to deal with this mess of the world. But we're still here, Strange. We're Kama Taj mages...I don't would betray my responsibilities."

Strange pursed his lips and watched him slowly float up with his tentacles.

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