A Journey of American Comics Starting from the Zombie Universe

Chapter 156 Assembly and Order

The sizzling golden halo closed behind him, and Bai Ye was already in a simple and mysterious room. The layout and atmosphere here were full of ancient atmosphere. The glass top windows with several curved patterns cast a warm glow. Sunlight.

However, there was a strong smell of blood mixed in this mysterious atmosphere, which made him frown.

There have been quite a few battles in the Sanctuary of the MCU cinematic universe, but none of the battles that resulted in casualties should have occurred at this point in time.

Now Captain America is still frozen in the ice, Banner and Hulk are probably hiding from his father-in-law somewhere in the world, and the plot of "Avengers 1" has not yet unfolded.

At this time, Gu Yi was still alive. Although she had no interest in participating in events such as the Battle of New York, she would definitely not sit by and watch her mages die in the Holy of Holies.

At least not let them die before "Doctor Strange 1".

"buzz"

The pendant on his chest suddenly vibrated slightly, as if it had some kind of reaction with this room, urging him to move forward.

After touching the warm pendant, Bai Ye looked around and noticed that there seemed to be a dead body lying on the ground in the center of the room.

He walked over and bent down, carefully observing the corpse on the ground.

The wound on the neck of the corpse was extremely smooth, with no trace of convexity or depression. It seemed that it had been cut off instantly by some extremely sharp weapon. Only a thin layer of skin was left connecting the head and body, and it fell backwards.

Such a wound is definitely not something that ordinary people can cause, and there is even a strange sense of beauty in it.

However, when his eyes moved slightly from his neck down to his body, Bai Ye's expression became a little confused.

There were still some bite marks and scratches caused by some kind of beast on the body, and it looked messy, completely turning elegant killing into atrocity.

After thinking about it, he smiled apologetically at the corpse, and Bai Ye directly lifted the other end and brought it in front of him, looking at it carefully.

"Hey."

When he saw the face of the corpse, he couldn't help but exclaimed, it turned out to be Casillas!

This guy who looks very similar to a certain human gourmet has no dark circles under his eyes, which further proves that the timeline of the universe he is in is before Strange One, and Ancient One is alive.

But why are you just watching, ancient one, don't you
"Snapped!"

Just when Bai Ye was deep in thought, there was a clear slap sound, and something slapped his back angrily.

He suddenly raised the knife and turned around, only to see a red cloak fluttering in front of him, and the raised collar was shaking up and down, and he didn't look very happy.

"Where's the magic floating cloak, Ancient One or Strange? If it doesn't work, the king will do. Where are they?" Bai Ye asked while rubbing his chin.

Hearing this, the cloak gently rolled up the corners of his clothes and pointed towards the deep corridor.

After just waiting for two seconds, Bai Ye made no move. It anxiously wrapped its arms around the man in front of it, intending to take him there directly in this way.

But the latter snapped his hand back, the strength of which surprised the cloak, and slowly floated back half a meter. It didn't expect the person in front of him to have such strength.

Bai Ye narrowed his eyes and stared sharply at the cloak, "Are those guys who killed Casillas still in the Holy of Holies?"

Judging from the two wounds on the corpse, it seems that there is more than one enemy invading the Holy of Holies, so one should be careful.

Although the cloak did not speak, it immediately made a series of movements in the air, as if responding to Bai Ye's question. It unfolded, rotated, and swayed, as if conveying information through its own posture.

Seeing how the piece of cloth tried to convey his thoughts, Bai Ye sighed helplessly. He had never learned cloak language or semaphore, so how could he understand these movements.

"Nod YSE, shake your head NO, no matter who you want me to save, you have to listen to me, do you understand?"

He grabbed the cloak that was still fluttering, and said sharply, the cloth product that was about to break free heard this, immediately calmed down, and nodded with the collar as its head.

"Very good." Bai Ye let go of the crumpled magic floating cloak pinched by him, and the latter used the corners of the clothes to smooth out those folds with some distress after flying again.

Then, it seemed to remember something, and it floated to Bai Ye's face and nodded vigorously.

"That means they are still here. How many are there?"

Touching the teleportation ring, he walked towards the corridor pointed out by the cloak.

The cape immediately lit up its collar like a pile driver.

"Okay." Bai Ye looked at the cloak that was gradually becoming an afterimage, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

As soon as he went deep into the corridor, he felt something strange under his feet. Looking down, he saw a slightly obese corpse lying under his feet.

Judging from the gestures, this man was trying to release a Seraph Shield to protect himself before dying.

Well, it seems that there is no need to find where the king is.

After walking a little further, and coming to a hall, Bai Ye's sight was immediately attracted by a bloody scene.

A man in a white coat was lying on the ground, and bright red blood flowed from his chest, forming a pool of blood.

The man has a long horse face with pain written all over it.

Bai Ye approached him immediately, knelt down to check the man's condition, his breathing was weak, his chest injury was very serious, and he was bleeding profusely, if he didn't receive timely treatment, his life might be in danger.

"Can you still talk?" Bai Ye asked with a frown as he quickly groped his body.

The man reluctantly opened his eyes, and his weak voice came: "Who are you?"

"The one who was going to save your life."

Bai Ye finally touched a tube of light yellow medicine from his waist, which was the regeneration hormone left in Baron Zemo's base.

He quickly inserted it into the waist of the horse-faced man and pressed the syringe. The blood flow slowed down, the skin gradually closed, and time seemed to start to go backwards in this man's body.

After a few seconds, the wound had completely healed, leaving only a faint scar.

The horse-faced man who was on the verge of death touched his chest in disbelief, and muttered to himself, "Is this magic?"

"Strange, right?" Bai Ye glanced at this guy's naturally curly hair, and then said: "Don't ask me how I know your name, and don't ask me why I'm here."

"Tell me who attacked you, and why are you here?"

A trace of surprise flashed across Stephen Strange's face, apparently he did not expect that the person in front of him would know his name, but he quickly adjusted his mood, touched his long face and said in a deep voice:
"A group of guys in weird clothes kidnapped me from my office an hour ago. What do they call themselves. Mage, they want to protect me, who is gifted with magic, but that would be ridiculous to me."

"And why is that thing floating in the sky?" In the middle of speaking, Strange pointed to the magic floating cloak behind Bai Ye, then patted his thigh and suddenly said: "Ah, magic."

Magic is amazing, can I also take off like this in the future?Thinking silently in his heart, he continued: "As for the people who attacked me, they claimed to be under the leadership of a certain group."

"Dark Order."

(End of this chapter)