Chapter 589 How did you do that?

Chapter 589: Chapter 589 How did you do that?

"Thank you, Anthony."

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New York, Greenwich Village, Sanctum Sanctorum.

Stephen Strange’s body twitched violently, and he woke up.

He withdrew from the state of Dreamwalking.

Just now in another Universe, the sensation of the Shadow piercing his chest through seemed to still linger on his nerve endings.

That tearing pain still filled him with lingering dread.

Strange immediately formed hand seals with both hands, and the evil magic radiance leaped at his fingertips.

He must immediately confirm America’s location.

In that multiverse, taking the opportunity of teaching America, he quietly left a magic mark belonging to this dimension on her.

He was betting that when America opened a Portal, this mark would act like a lighthouse, drawing her to his Universe.

Strange closed his eyes and sensed the feedback from the mark.

A few seconds later, he opened his eyes excitedly with a wild expression of ecstasy.

Success!

This meant that America, the girl with the ability to travel through the multiverse, was in this Universe right now!

This meant that the prey had actively jumped into his hunting ground.

As long as he caught that girl and seized her power, he could travel through the multiverse at will.

He would be able to find the Universe where Christine was still alive, replace himself in that Universe, and embrace his true love again.

For Christine, he could pay any price.

Strange picked up the darkhold again.

"Now, let me see where you actually went."

A dark red energy surged from the book, spreading along Strange’s arm to his whole body.

He closed his eyes, his consciousness driven by dark magic, transforming into countless invisible tentacles that penetrated reinforced concrete and crowds, launching a carpet-like search.

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Inside Skye’s apartment.

Homelander was smiling as he listened to Natasha tell some amusing anecdotes of her childhood with her "family", and the atmosphere was relaxed and harmonious.

Suddenly, the smile on Homelander’s face paused slightly, and he frowned.

As someone who self-studied White magic, and even received the true teachings of Sorcerer Ancient One, his perception of dark magic fluctuations was extremely acute.

Just at that very moment, he sensed an energy of evil dark magic sweeping across this room.

Someone was using dark magic to locate that girl.

"Interesting."

Homelander snorted coldly.

He slowly closed his eyes and mobilized his own massive Universe The Force.

Under Homelander’s control, he instantly locked onto and followed the source of that dark magic fluctuation, launching The Force skill from afar.

Mind Blast!

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New York Sanctum.

Strange, who was fully focused on maintaining the positioning magic, suddenly felt a terrifying mental power pouring backward through his magic link!

"Ah——!"

Strange’s brain felt as if it was hit squarely by a ten-thousand-ton iron hammer.

He curled up on the ground in pain, covering his head tightly with both hands, letting out bursts of wailing.

Blood oozed from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, staining the ground red.

After a full four or five minutes, Strange finally stopped convulsing with difficulty.

Supporting himself against the wall, he stood up shakily, his vision turning completely crimson.

Although the contact just a moment ago was extremely brief, he had clearly perceived the aura of the owner of that counterattacking power.

Homelander!

Strange’s expression was extremely ugly.

America actually fell into the hands of his Master, Homelander?!

This was definitely an incomparably terrible situation.

The whole World, even the entire Universe, knew just how terrifying Homelander was.

If that girl with traveling abilities was under Homelander’s protection, trying to forcefully snatch her away was simply daydreaming.

"Calm down... He doesn’t know my true purpose." Strange comforted himself in his heart, "I still have a chance."

It seemed he first had to find a way to clear himself of suspicion, and then find a reasonable excuse to ask for the person to be brought here.

Strange pondered.

...

On the other side, Natasha keenly noticed the subtle change in Homelander’s expression.

"What’s wrong, Anthony?"

"It’s nothing much." Homelander smiled faintly, a flash of disdain in his eyes, "Just some filth hiding in the gutter, trying to peek here using third-rate methods just now."

He casually pointed in the direction of the bathroom.

"It seems these are all related to that girl."

At this moment, Skye walked back to the living room from the end of the corridor, hands in her pockets, and shrugged helplessly.

"Sorry, Anthony. I tried my best."

"After taking a bath, that girl locked herself in the bathroom and refused to come out no matter what. I tried to persuade her through the door for a long time, but she didn’t say a word. She was probably scared out of her wits."

Hearing this, Natasha smiled. As a top Agent, she was an expert in applied psychology.

Dealing with a frightened 18-year-old girl, she considered herself more than capable.

"How about letting me give it a try?" Natasha volunteered with a relaxed tone, "I’ve handled many cases of post-traumatic stress disorder. Dealing with a child whose psychological defense has collapsed sometimes requires some special entry points."

"Then I’ll leave it to you, Natasha." Homelander nodded with a smile.

Natasha walked confidently toward the corridor.

Ten minutes passed.

Natasha returned from the corridor, and the confidence on her face had completely vanished.

"The situation is worse than I imagined." Natasha spread her hands slightly and shook her head, saying, "I tried to build empathy, tried to guide her with a sense of security, and even used some hypnotic suggestion techniques, but she has completely closed herself off."

"Perhaps... Uh, that awkward thing just now was too big a blow to her. I think we need to give her some time to digest it slowly by herself."

Homelander shook his head gently.

"We don’t have that much time. That girl just came here, and a dark force followed right after. We must figure out what secret is hidden on her as soon as possible."

He strode forward and walked straight over: "I’ll go give it a try."

Skye and Natasha exchanged glances and said nothing.

They knew that when Homelander decided to personally intervene in something, things usually yielded results very quickly.

A few minutes later.

The door lock made a soft click.

Homelander walked out first, closely followed by America.

Natasha couldn’t help blurting out: "God, how did you do that?"

She had spent ten minutes without getting the girl to utter a single word, yet Homelander went in for just a few minutes and brought her out?

Both Skye and Natasha cast their gazes at America.

At this moment, although America’s cheeks still carried a slight blush, her emotions were obviously much more stable, following closely behind Homelander like a tame little fawn.

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