"The reason. I have a general idea."
After a moment of silence, Lod sighed and said, "I won't apologize. After all, I am not the one who did these things. And judging from your current appearance, you probably don't intend to listen to my explanation."
However, from another point of view, it was not all a bad thing.
At least he now roughly knew one thing. About the information about [Soul King Lod], a guy who completely abandoned his dignity as a 'person' and turned into a beast that only pursued strength.
Reunite with the previous act of sacrificing Nexia and saving himself in the past.
In the depths of his heart, Lod had already determined that the guy was no longer him. He only had the same soul and the past, and the future was destined to be a completely different path. There would be a battle between them sooner or later.
"Now that things have come to this, is it still useful to explain?"
Stephen Strange calmed down. Pure anger and resentment could not defeat the man in front of him. He had experienced this a long time ago. He said coldly, "Don't pretend to be harmless, and don't say anything sorry to me. The sins you carry on your back have long been washed away."
"Don't worry, I never thought of saying sorry."
Lod slowly raised his hand, looked down at the lines on his palm, and said indifferently: "Since I set foot on this road, I knew that there would be a lot of blood and hatred, but I never planned to stop, you have you reasons, and I... also have a dream that I want to realize."
"You are indeed born to be a demon."
There was a hint of cold light in Strange's eyes. The corners of his lips curled up in an arc full of hatred. He could not help but clench his fists. "When you heard that you would slaughter so many people in the future, you actually showed such a relaxed expression. You, this guy, have no human emotions in the first place, right?"
"You... you talk a bit too much nonsense."
Lod glanced at him expressionlessly and said, "Since you are here to kill me, then just be straight. Don't be like a hero from a fairy tale, endlessly asking why the Demon King would fall. Are you a child who is waiting for the Demon King to repent?"
"You are wrong about one thing."
Strange suddenly raised his head.
There are two colors of hatred and anger intertwined in the eyes, and the cold voice is like a ghost: "Thanks to you talking with me for so long, I finally made me prepare to complete the source of magic power!"
The moment the voice fell, the ground suddenly began to shake.
No. It was not only the ground that was shaking, but also the surrounding hollow space was also shattering, as if it was a distorted paper.
The twisted space covered with wrinkles spread quickly towards Lod under the control of Strange. The structures along the way in the room were completely dismantled, turning into a strange and twisted pattern after the diffusion of the plane.
"Oh, no, did you compress the space into two dimensions?"
Lod raised his eyebrows slightly and turned around to pick up the two frightened palace maids. He stepped on Hoho and suddenly disappeared.
swish~
The scenery in front of them changed rapidly.
Before the two palace maids could react to what happened, they found that they had already left the Silver Hall.
"The next battle is a bit dangerous, so you two stay here." Lod smiled and raised a finger, put it on his mouth and said softly: "Don't tell others, otherwise Asgard will suffer, you don't want to see that kind of situation, do you?"
Before the two maids could agree, Lod disappeared again.
This time, he appeared on the surface of the sea thousands of miles away from the Immortal Palace, near the Rainbow Bridge.
The moment Lod landed on the ground, in the space not far away from him, orange magic power appeared out of thin air and jumped, breaking a large circular hole. Strange walked out calmly.
"The environment here is good, and the distance should be similar."
Lod smiled and looked around. He nodded with satisfaction, "Now, we can relax a little. We don't have to worry about other people being dragged into this. However, it would be even better if we had a mirror space. Isn't Mister Strange Doctor planning to use it?"
"I'm not that stupid."
Without any expression on his face, Strange said coldly, "The mirror space is just to prevent the real world from being destroyed. To deal with a terrifying guy like you, using the mirror space is equivalent to placing me and the beast in a cage."
The mirror space was actually equivalent to a large-scale special battlefield.
Mages could attack with all their might without having to worry about affecting the real world. At the same time, they could also manipulate the buildings inside to fold, twist, flip, and so on to disturb or damage the enemy.
However, the problem was that once they entered the mirror space, both sides would need the support of the suspended ring to get out.
Without the suspended ring to open the passage to the world of the real world, even someone as strong as Sorcerer Supreme would not be able to get out. This was the fundamental reason why the strange doctor, Sterling, was unwilling to use the mirror space.
He had personally experienced the strength of the man in front of him.
The speed at which He opened the space channel was not slow, but in the end, it still needed one to two seconds. And this short one or two seconds was enough for this man to use sword to cut off his neck dozens of times.
"Being distracted in a battle is not a good thing."
As several thoughts were wandering in his mind, a cold chill suddenly came from his neck.
In an instant, all the hairs on his body stood on end. His distracting thoughts dissipated from his mind like a receding tide. He clenched his fists and immediately gathered magic power to form a circular magic energy shield. His arms were crossed in front of him.
The pitch-black sword's blade cut through the air, lifting heavy as if it was light.
Bang -!
The magic energy shield was directly shattered, and the huge impact was like a fire car crashing over.
Strange grunted and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. His bones were about to scatter. He could not control his body and retreated dozens of meters. The surface of the sea stirred up waves visible to the naked eye.
"Is this all you can do, Dr. Strange?"
Lod stood on the surface of the surging sea and shook his head. "For the sake of Venerable Ancient One, the chance just now is limited to this one time. If I catch your flaw again, it won't be as simple as just spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood."
"I don't need you to specifically remind me!"
Strange was filled with hatred. He bit his lips and let the blood flow into his mouth. He said angrily, "I was just careless just now. The real battle is about to begin, bastard!"
"Oh, then let me look forward to it."
Lod lightly shook sword's body and said with a faint smile, "How long can the Sorcerer Supreme, who is known as the strongest, let my happiness last?"
In the future, he might turn against Sorcerer Supreme for the sake of the Time Stone.
Therefore, before officially fighting with Ancient One, it was not a bad choice to test out the Doctor of Strange Arts first.
Moreover, the current Strange Doctor did not have the Time Stone in his hands. There were many powerful spells that he could not cast, such as the one that trapped the Ruler of Darkness, Dormammu, to death. It was the shameless circulation time magic.
"Let me experience it."
Lod's eyes lit up slightly. He smiled and said, "How powerful is the magic inherited by the King of the Mountains?"