Vol 4 Chapter 1583: I am Watson Diarante! King of Dragons!

"'Doctor' you are here again."
The security guards laughed at each other and joked to Stephen.
Now the security guards don't need to see his face, they can feel the frustration emanating from his body from afar, each one is accurate.
"It's Doctor Strange."
Stephen sighed and looked at the security guard. If he was arrogant before, he would definitely not say a word.
But now that reality has worn away his edges and corners, he also knows that the security guards are not malicious, and he really needs the information of these security guards.
"how are you today?"
The white security guard on the left curled his lips and said regretfully: "There is still no man, and there have been no heroes coming and going from this morning."
"Still not? How many days have passed since, how could this be?"
The black security guard on the right shook his head and said, "We don't know this. You know that any heroic action is absolutely confidential, right?"
In fact, this is strange. Stephen learned before that before he had a car accident, those superheroes were flying around frequently. He even heard Tony flying from their hospital building twice during surgery. Over.
But now?
Since he was in a car accident, the Avengers Building has become a ghost zone. No one has ever come out, and no one has entered from the sky.
Xunniang didn't go to the road to drink anymore, the Kun-style fighter did not land, and the entire New York city was quiet.
It's not always a bunch of superheroes and gods who are hiding from their own unlucky ghost, right?
What is this?
Stephen shook his head and turned to go back to the outdoor cafe to sit down and look at the information in his hand.
These materials were collected by the girl for him, and they were all materials that might be able to treat him well, including medical incidents, ghosts and gods incidents, etc., all inclusive.
This is Stephen's request, he has gradually become mad, even if he may not give up.
It's just that too many failures recently made him feel frustrated with the collected information. In contrast, it is better to wait for the heroes or gods to appear here.
But today when he went out, the pile of materials on the table was always attracting his attention, so he brought it over. Anyway, he couldn't keep his head up and stare while waiting, just as a chance in the cracks.
He found a corner to sit down and turned to the first page of the information, and he was taken aback.
It says, case.
On the second page, an orange post-it note is on the top, and it says: Let me say it!
Then open it, the following is the case details.
It described people who thought he was worse than him or even completely incapacitated, and recovered under certain treatment.
Stephen looked at this case wide-eyed, as if he had discovered the New World in surprise.
But when she gave me this, why didn't she tell me directly, and said something that made me give up?
And the tone reflected on this sticky note is a feeling of ‘surprise’.
Is she sick?
Stephen couldn't help but think so, and then quickly found the name of this man: Jonathan Pangborn.
Just find him...
"Who do you need to find? Dr. Stephen Strange."
Suddenly, a majestic and extremely deep voice appeared in his mind.
The sudden voice startled Stephen. He quickly looked up to see who was talking to him, but he did not expect that when he looked up, he found that the surrounding environment had changed drastically!
There was no one on the surrounding streets, the handsome waiter who had just walked in front of him disappeared, and the guests in the cafe disappeared like a phantom.
He checked back and forth, and an extremely terrifying thought emerged in his mind.
He is the only one left in this world! In other words, he left everyone else!
"Click~ Click, click~"
This is, accompanied by a sound like the sound made when gears are engaged, the earth under his buttocks is extending infinitely!
The coffee table in front of him, the street on the left, the tall buildings on the right, everything around him was gone.
And the tile under his feet has grown into the size of a football field in the process!
"Damn, Shete, Fak, FK Jesus! What the is this!"
Everything in front of him has far exceeded Steven's imagination of the universe. Now he can see no magical magic in his eyes, only endless fear!
Click~
Suddenly, there was a crack near his feet, which pierced his heart like a knife, almost causing his heart to stop, and he raised his feet quickly and dared not touch them.
But who knew that when he lifted it up, it was as if he had kicked the first domino, and the cracks suddenly spread wildly around.
"What the is going on with Fake, Mom!"
In Stephen's curse, the big floor tiles of the football field became fragmented and began to collapse from the outermost periphery.
"No, no, no! No! I didn't mean it! I didn't want to touch him!"
Stephen's eyes widened and he began to yell heartbreakingly, but this didn't affect the speed of the ground collapsing in the slightest.
The ground in all directions was collapsing centered on him, and the place after the collapse was dark like an abyss, which undoubtedly aggravated Stephen’s fear, but he was surrounded by broken ground, and he did not dare to step on it. Furiously twisting his on the chair.
But even so, the ground collapsed still reached his feet.
"boom!"
The last piece of ground collapsed, and Stephen fell into the abyss with a ‘swish~’.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah------"
The light around him was weird and dazzling, but he didn't have time to take care of it. Instead, he exhausted the loudest voice in his life to scream, holding the arm of the chair tightly with both hands.
At first he didn't notice it because of the adrenaline soaring and his brain was completely in fear of free fall, but ten seconds later, he suddenly felt the heart-piercing pain from the palms of both hands and palms, and he quickly threw away the chair.
What he experienced now may not have been more shocking than Gu Yi's coming close in front of him, but he is the only one in the world, and he does not know what happened until now. This unknown fear is even better.
Under the double stimulation, his spirit was almost on the verge of madness.
At this moment, he heard the deep voice again.
"I feel it in your heart."
"Inside? I...no, who are you! Stop it! I didn't do anything, I'm just..."
"You just expect to get a doctor who recovers your body and get everything back, right."
When the voice fell, he suddenly felt a power into his soul, soothing his fear, and the strange colors around him disappeared, replaced by complete darkness, even the chair under his was gone.
"You...who are you?!"
"Me? You prayed to me so many times, you still don't know who I am."
"I am the king of dragons, Watson Diarante."