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[Irregular Driving]

The jumping Hellscream descended from the sky like a meteorite, and Gorehowl unleashed monstrous airwaves as it slammed toward Forseti.

As a powerful warrior who had slaughtered Mannoroth and Cenarius, Hellscream's slashing was naturally not as simple as it seemed.

In fact, his jump chop was almost impossible to avoid, with outrageous speed and a strange attack trajectory.

"Boom!!"

An earth-shattering noise filled the air as Hellscream's all-out blow ruthlessly vented on the Holy Light Shield.

Fine cracks instantly filled the light shield.

Immediately, the light shield collapsed, and Gorehowl pressed against Quelceira, slashing Forseti's shoulders. It narrowly missed his neck but easily chopped off Forseti's shoulders and arms.

But no matter what, Forseti finally resisted Hellscream's ferocious jump this time and had the power to fight back.

He gritted his teeth and stretched out his palm to aim at Grom Hellscream, and the dazzling holy light lit up immediately.

Reckoning!

"Boom—"

With a violent sound and dazzling light, Hellscream was drowned by the power of reckoning and disappeared.

Forseti couldn't help but let out a breath, then left the experience space to check the rewards from this challenge.

There were three things in total:

**Forging Blueprint: Gorehowl**

**Soul Mark: Grom Hellscream**

Additionally, there was a special item: **Hellscream's Redemption**.

**Hellscream's Redemption:** You can summon Grom Hellscream to fight together in the experience space. This is only available in the experience space of powerful demons.

In fact, the friendship is similar to that of other heroes; the difference is that Hellscream can only be summoned when challenging powerful demons.

It doesn't make much difference.

After all, Forseti's most pressing challenge was Ragnaros. The Firelord was the lord of the elements, but he also had the attributes of a demon, meaning Forseti could summon Hellscream's help.

He looked at the Holy Tome and thought for a while. He felt he could almost try to challenge the Firelord.

After all, he could now summon King Bronzebeard, General Feathermoon, Highlord Fordring, and Hellscream, who were leaders of the four factions.

After defeating the Firelord, Forseti could build Sulfuras.

Sulfuras and Ashbringer were the only weapons he cared about now. In contrast, Hellscream's battle axe was not bad, but it was not necessary, and he was not interested in building it.

Those who were resurrected with Hellscream's mark would need this battle axe even more...

After Ultron was defeated, Forseti began to pay attention to the internal situation of the Avengers. According to the original timeline, it would not be long before the civil war.

However, to his surprise, the Avengers never showed signs of civil war. Everything was calm.

At first, Forseti thought the timing of the civil war was about to change, but then he realized that the civil war had been largely prevented.

Today, Captain America had become a Paladin, and the Eye of Reckoning gave him a keen sense, especially of evil.

Because of the existence of the Paladins, Hydra was completely eliminated. Whether hidden or disguised, all were caught.

The way to find out the Hydra spy was also very simple.

Steve only needed to open the Eye of Reckoning in S.H.I.E.L.D., then see the guilty person and say, "Hey, you!"

They could be arrested and brought to justice in minutes, effortlessly.

The purity of the S.H.I.E.L.D. team was thus greatly improved, and Nick Fury praised it highly.

In the original storyline, an important reason the Avengers broke out into a civil war was the conspiracy of Baron Zemo.

Now, Baron Zemo's actions were not even halfway through before being noticed by Steve, who had the Eye of Reckoning.

Black Panther's father survived, and the truth of Howard's death was not revealed.

As a result, the civil war did not start.

Of course, hidden dangers still existed, and there were always differences in values within the Avengers.

The Avengers, led by Steve and Tony, respectively, formed two factions. They were similar to the Republicans and Democrats in the United States, arguing endlessly on almost all important issues. The confrontation deepened over time, just like this increasingly divided country, and even the world.

Maybe they would still have a civil war in the future, but when it would be was unknown...

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Mountain Road at Night

A Lamborghini whizzed past, its luxurious figure making passersby look sideways.

Sitting in this luxury car was Stephen Strange, a top neurosurgeon with a long face, regarded by many as the pride of the American medical community.

In this part of the United States, he was also the world's top surgeon. Strange's income was substantial, with an annual salary of one million dollars. He achieved financial freedom early and lived an enviable and decadent life.

At this moment, he was driving a Lamborghini with a Rolex on his hand, and the air conditioner in the car could not blow away the boring atmosphere.

Strange was at the peak of his career, always reaching new heights. His knowledge, prestige, and income were ever-increasing.

The only things that didn't change much were his marital status and savings.

He had not been married yet and had no savings. He spent his life recklessly, living freely.

Little did Stephen Strange realize that this night was a sharp turn in his life.

"Ding bell." While driving, the phone rang.

Stephen answered the call casually: "Billy, did you find any interesting surgery for me?"

"I have a 22-year-old woman who had an electrical stimulator implanted in her brain to control schizophrenia, and she was struck by lightning," a voice came from the phone.

"Sounds interesting." Stephen thought about it. "Send me the details."

As he was talking, Billy sent him a bunch of pictures of patients, which were displayed on Stephen's phone screen.

Stephen glanced at them and was immediately intrigued.

Even though he was driving on the mountain road, he couldn't help but read and think about the surgery plan, wanting to chat with Billy a bit more.

"Billy..." Stephen was about to say something.

At that moment, he accidentally rear-ended the vehicle in front.

Originally, it was just a minor collision, but since he had been distracted, he had driven the Lamborghini to the edge of the mountain road.

So this trivial collision immediately made him rush out of the mountain road!

"What?" Billy on the phone seemed to sense something.

Stephen didn't respond; he had already rushed down the cliff with the Lamborghini, flipping in the air and then hitting the ground.

"Boom!"

Fortunately, the car didn't explode, and Billy on the phone immediately understood what happened and helped him contact the best hospital as soon as possible.

---

A Few Months Later

The unkempt Stephen Strange was curled up in his rental house, looking in pain at his hands that could not help shaking, shedding two lines of tears.

The car accident didn't take his life, but it took what was probably next to life for him - his dexterous hands.

For a top neurosurgeon, dexterous hands and rich medical knowledge were equally important. Without hands that were like precision instruments, it was difficult to perform any operation.

But now, Stephen's hands couldn't even hold onto a cup, let alone perform surgery.

He could never be a surgeon again.

Not only that, in order to heal his hands, Stephen spent all his wealth. His usual splurge paid the price at this moment.

He knew a few possible ways to heal his hands, but they all cost a lot of money.

And he didn't have any savings at all, so he could only get some money by selling his famous watch and then continue his treatment.

What made Stephen particularly painful and resentful was that, in his opinion, healing his hand was not a difficult task at all. He could have done it himself.

To be precise, his former self.

"Quack doctors! A bunch of quack doctors!" He cursed all the doctors except himself angrily.

This sharp turn came too suddenly and too violently. Not long ago, Stephen was at the peak of his life. In a blink of an eye, he felt that his life was hopeless.

Before shooting himself in the brain stem, he decided to try one last time.

For this last attempt, he chose a mysterious event he had heard of—a paralyzed man whom he had judged utterly hopeless, miraculously standing up, as if God had actually heard the prayer.

Stephen felt that this might give him a glimmer of hope, so he found the patient who was suspected of having a miracle.

The fact that the patient not only stood up but also played basketball, danced, and looked lively was even more shocking and promising.

"You... how did you do it?" Stephen couldn't help asking.

"Magic," the patient finally confided the truth to him.