Poor Supreme Sorcerer

Xiao Han looked at him, but inwardly, he already understood.

This Strange was obviously the one from Earth-616.

That was right—the very person Xiao Han had told the Illuminati about in Earth-616 last time.

The creator of the Dark Priest!

No, this Strange did not have any memory of their previous meeting in his eyes.

Marvel Universe time theory really was impossible to figure out.

Xiao Han knew the entire story of the Supreme Sorcerer before him.

He knew of his struggles in forming the Illuminati, and the countless painful choices he had made to fight the Universe Collision.

According to the original story, only after suffering countless failures had he finally embarked on this path of trying to play cosmic surgeon.

He sought to save the Multiverse and everyone in it by his own hand.

Instead of answering Strange's question, Xiao Han smiled and directly called him by name.

"Stephen Strange, Supreme Sorcerer of Earth-616. I've heard much about you."

Strange's pupils suddenly contracted.

"How do you know me?!"

"I know far more than you imagine." Xiao Han's gaze swept across the black-robed sorcerers behind him.

"For example, I know the purpose of your organization."

Strange's expression completely changed, and the sorcerers behind him immediately assumed combat stances.

"You see yourselves as surgeons of the Multiverse." Xiao Han's voice was calm as he exposed the deepest secret in Strange's heart.

"Since the Beyonders intend to destroy every universe, you strike first, eliminating the universes you consider beyond saving in order to preserve the spark of life on another Earth."

"You believe you are performing a great, necessary operation on a cosmic scale. Am I right?"

Strange's body trembled slightly. Looking at the man before him, who seemed capable of seeing through everything, he felt a chill from the depths