In Marvel: I Have More S-Rank Talents Than I Can Use
Chapter 391

But I Don't Want to Join

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Needles.

So many needles.

So many long needles.

Hundreds, thousands of long needles shimmering with a glassy glow surrounded Strange.

They pressed close against his skin.

Poised to pierce him at any moment.

Strange was bound tightly, his face twisted in pain.

The sharp aura covering his entire body nearly suffocated him.

At that moment, a skinny monkey-faced creature, ugly yet oddly elegant in its movements, approached him with its hands behind its back.

It was Ebony Maw, one of the Black Order—the telekinetic mage.

"I have served Lord Thanos for so long, and I have never disappointed him."

Ebony Maw stared into Strange's eyes, a smile of complete control appearing on his face.

"If I arrived on Titan to present the Stone, only to have an inconvenient nuisance like you there...

That would be a failure to get the job done."

As he spoke, a crystal spike slowly pierced Strange's cheek...

There was no blood, no wound.

A faint web-like white light slowly glowed from within Strange's muscles.

It seemed to instantly connect to his entire nervous system.

Producing an incomparably intense pain.

Far more violent than simply piercing the skin.

"Mm—"

Strange could not help trembling all over as a muffled groan escaped him.

"Hand over... the Stone..."

Seemingly enjoying the sight of his pain, Ebony Maw drew out the purpose of the torture.

Of course, Doctor Strange would not simply wait to die.

The way the other man acted even more pretentious than he did disgusted him to the extreme.

He secretly summoned Vishanti Magic.

The Eye of Agamotto on his chest gradually lit up with a golden glow.

The scene shifted.

On the upper deck of the ship, Tony poked his head out and sneakily looked below.

He finally spotted Doctor Strange being tortured.

Then he

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