Marvel's Superman

Chapter 395 - 394 | Praying For The Dead.

Chapter 395 - 394 Praying For The Dead.

With Vishanti as the messenger, Luke flung this perfunctory message to Stephen Strange in the alternate universe.

If the other person didn't stop and continued to harass him, he was ready to reply --

[I'm dead, pray for me.]

Stephen Strange wouldn't be too deranged to disturb the peace of a dead man.

The reason Luke acted so casually was that if there had been some huge crisis that Kamar Taj couldn't handle, Vishanti would have dragged him over there.

The fact that this group of dimensional gods could still take it in stride proved that things weren't urgent enough for the Earth to explode and the universe to restart.

'The Federal Bureau of Investigation doesn't handle burglaries, and there's no need to call in S.H.I.E.L.D. for domestic violence… Similarly, Superman shouldn't be alarmed by trivial matters. '

Luke turned his seat and looked at the Potomac River outside the window, as he thought:

'If Strange wants to be a qualified Sorcerer Supreme, he should learn to face troubles and solve problems by himself. '

After a few moments of distraction, he went back to his work.

As a powerful presence in the world, Luke was really busy, and the world needed him to deal with many things.

Otherwise, making a trip in the name of a business trip, it was not impossible for him to meet the superheroes of other universes.

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Earth-91 of the Marvel Universe, privately certified by Superman, not an official name.

Kamar Taj, Central Hall.

Strange's soul leaped to the Cauldron of the Cosmos; he was puzzled by the message conveyed by the Vishanti.

"The Sorcerer Supreme is busy? Talk later?"

'What's the Supreme Superman doing?'

'Can it be more important than saving the world?'

Strange was a little puzzled and hesitated for a moment.

His spirit returned to the Cauldron of the Cosmos and sent out a message for help.

After a while, he got a reply.

[I'm dead, pray for me.]

'This?'

'You were busy just now, and now you're dead?'

'Isn't this a little too quick to die?'

'Could Sorcerer Supreme be implying that his soul accidentally fell into Hell and was waiting for rescue?'

Strange's soul returned to his body and slowly opened his eyes, ending his meditation.

Confused and with a bit of worry in his eyes, he then looked at the Eye of Agamotto that was enshrined above.

This was the token that only the Sorcerer Supreme could hold. Luke didn't take it away before he left this universe.

Because the Infinity Stone could only work in this universe, he left it with Stephen Strange and allowed him to use it.

In this way, Strange, who had the Eye of Agamotto, could deal with all kinds of problems in Kamar Taj alone, without disturbing him.

His calculation was very good.

But there were surprises in everything.

Through the Eye of Agamotto, Strange was able to glimpse the terrible events to come and sent a trans-universe message to Luke for help.

'Superman didn't respond, so what should I do next?'

The young master in the Cloak of Levitation was confused for a while.

He scratched his shiny head - Strange's hair had been thinning since he started his career as a combat master, and he had sought all sorts of recipes for hair growth and nourishment to no avail.

Later, because he couldn't bear the trouble of losing his hair every day, he shaved his head and joined the 'strong man' team.

'I just saw a vision from time and space. Even if I tell the Avengers, they wouldn't believe it. '

Strange was very worried. He had been practicing his spells with the Eye of Agamotto yesterday, but it was as if he had been given a glimpse of a fragment of an apocalypse in the future.

The earth fell, and the Avengers died one after another.

Asgard collapsed, Odin fell, and blood flowed in Asgard.

It was like the legendary Ragnarok had suddenly arrived!

'But how can I stop the crisis by myself?'

Strange walked out of the central hall. Luke, who took over as the Sorcerer Supreme, wasn't in this universe. He and his Master Mordo were in charge of everything in Kamar Taj.

The latter mainly managed the three sanctums, which was the business of preserving the human world and exterminating the creatures of Hell.

The former dealt with the internal work in Kamar Taj, which was generally relaxed and leisurely.

'I better talk to Wong…'

Strange arrived at the Master's quarters and couldn't help but twitch his nose, catching a whiff of the aroma of hot pot.

He pushed the door open and saw Wong having a drink with a one-eyed man.

On the table, bottles of Red Star Sorghum Liquor tilted to and fro.

Wong spoke with a slurred tone as if he had a big tongue and could fall over at any moment.

Looking at this situation, it was clearly nearing the end.

Glug glug glug!

"Another!"

The one-eyed man gulped down and motioned for Wong to pour another cup.

"Thor, why are you here again?"

Strange was speechless as he recognized Thor, the God of Thunder, who had accompanied Superman on his visit.

"Loki has returned to Asgard. You should go to Asgard to look for her."

Thor was very happy to see Strange enter the room. He warmly invited the other party to sit down and drink.

He was just caught off guard when he heard the name 'Loki'.

The burly, muscular, powerful one-eyed man's smile froze as if thinking of something sad.

A few minutes later, Strange, sitting next to Thor, looked helpless.

He had to put up with the other side crying like a dissatisfied housewife about how his sister Loki had abandoned him and threw herself into the arms of another brother.

"I was so kind to Loki. I even gave up the opportunity to return to that universe, leaving Asgard's people behind, to take care of her."

Thor's shoulders stirred up. He drank the Red Star Sorghum Liquor, burping out a strong scent of alcohol.

"But what? I didn't get anything! She left me without a word and said she only had one brother, the future King of Asgard, the one who stayed in Asgard's Palace!"

"Strange, tell me, what makes that bastard better than me, apart from the fact that he has one more eye than me?!"

'He probably has one more father, one more mother, and one more sister than you …'

Strange thought silently.

Considering this answer may further stimulate Thor's emotional breakdown, he wisely chose to remain silent.

"You're Thor, and he's Thor. Why should you be jealous of yourself, angry with yourself, and envy yourself? "

Strange comforted.

"Me? Envy him?"

Thor pounded the table, shaking the dishes and greasy plates to the ground.

"I'm much better than that reckless, selfish, and ridiculous bastard! I'm mature, smart, wise … Do I need to envy him?"

Strange realized that he had put his foot in his mouth and quickly explained, "Right, right, Thor, you don't need to at all."

After speaking in good conscience, he subconsciously glanced at the three layers of rings on Thor's stomach.

He thought, 'Thor, the Thor of this universe, was at least a handsome man with eight pack abs.'

Unless Loki was blind, how could he look up to a fatty?

"Thor, why don't you go to the palace and talk to Loki about it?"

Strange asked softly as he slid a few slices of beef into the hot pot.

"I tried, but … Heimdall shut me out."

Thor was particularly frustrated, turning grief and anger into appetite, burying his head, and eating like crazy.

"He said that Odin closed the path to the Nine Realms and didn't allow any outsiders to enter Asgard!"

"This is an unprecedented event. Even when the war with the Dark Elves and the Frost Giants broke out, Asgard kept the Nine Realms open."

Strange, who was eating beef, paused, suddenly remembered the vision he saw. The first step into the crisis was the closure of the gates to the palace!