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Chapter 1090 Red Raven defeats Doctor Strange
Raven, in her four-eyed red raven form, instantly locked her eyes on the disheveled Black Strange, who had just emerged from the explosion.

The next second, Raven disappeared from the spot.

Almost simultaneously, Raven appeared behind Black Strange, her hand, wreathed in red and black energy, pressing down on Black Strange's back.

The black creature reacted extremely quickly, and its dark energy automatically protected it.

However, the protective energy melted away the moment it touched Raven's palm, like ice and snow encountering a branding iron.

"Oh!"

A dull thud was heard.

Before Hei Qiyi could even understand what was happening, he instantly felt an irresistible, terrifying force of annihilation penetrate his body.

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, his shield shattered completely, and Hei Qiyi was as if he had been hit by a high-speed train. His vision went black, and he was thrown forward uncontrollably.

"Boom!"

It smashed through several remaining walls and finally embedded itself in a pile of twisted metal ruins in the distance.

The scene fell into deathly silence.

All eyes were focused on Raven, who was suspended in mid-air with long, crimson hair, burning eyes, and wings spread behind her.

Red Raven slowly turned around, its eyes sweeping over its brothers and sisters on the battlefield before finally settling on Doctor Strange.

The powerful aura emanating from Raven made those who knew her feel a sense of unfamiliarity.

"Let me handle him."

Raven's voice rang out, no longer her usual girlish tone, but mixed with a deep echo, as if it came from the abyss.

Before she could finish speaking, Raven's figure blurred again, turning into a red and black afterimage, and instantly appeared in front of the Black Strange who had just struggled out of the ruins.

Hei Qiyi steadied himself, wiped the black blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked on with confusion in his eyes.

He couldn't quite understand why Raven would suddenly unleash such terrifying and bizarre power.
Do not!
No matter who you are, you can't stop me!

Black Oddity gritted his teeth and thrust his hands out forcefully, unleashing a torrent of dark energy that surged toward Raven like a tsunami.

Amidst the agonizing screams of countless being devoured, it attempted to erode Raven's soul.

In her red raven form, Riven gently flapped her massive red and black energy wings behind her as she faced the attack.

The dark tsunami, powerful enough to annihilate stars, encountered an invisible barrier as it approached a certain range around her body. It disintegrated and dissipated on its own, turning into the most primitive energy particles, which were absorbed by the dark energy flowing around her.

"what?!"

Blackie stared at Raven in shock.

This completely contradicts his understanding.

the other side.

Bao Bao stared in disbelief, instinctively tugging at Batman's cape beside him: "Bruce, have you... have you ever seen Raven in this form? It seems... that Daddy isn't controlling her anymore? Could it be that Raven has taken control of her own body?"

Bruce's brow was furrowed beneath his mask.

After a moment, he slowly shook his head and said in a low voice, "No, I have never seen Raven in this form before."

Bruce said, looking up at Raven in her red raven form.

He knew that Raven was not only the Godfather's daughter, but also the daughter of the Triple Demon. Her magical power was extremely vast, but it was usually limited by self-suppression. In this form... she seemed to have completely unleashed her potential, with almost inexhaustible magical power, and she seemed to be unaffected by any backlash.

This is what makes Bruce most wary.

Such powerful dark forces usually come at a price, but at this moment, Raven's aura was frighteningly stable.

What exactly happened? Why did Raven awaken a new form?
Bruce was wondering what had happened when, in the center of the battlefield, Black Strange, defiant of evil, launched another attack.

Countless viscous, pitch-black energy tentacles suddenly extended from his body, stabbing at Raven from all directions, attempting to devour her.

Raven's eyes remained unmoved as she gazed upon the chilling forest of tentacles.

The next moment, the shadows surrounding her seemed to come alive and have a will.

In an instant, countless equally black and red shadow tentacles surged wildly out of the shadow beneath her feet.

"Oh!"

The tentacles of both sides collided, intertwined, and tore together violently in mid-air.

The sickeningly loud crashes and the chilling sounds of energy annihilation as the shadowy tentacles forcibly tore apart and absorbed the metal echoed around us.

The black, strange, and powerful tentacles were clearly at a disadvantage in the confrontation, constantly being twisted and torn apart by Raven's even more bizarre shadow tentacles.

Bao Bao was dumbfounded as he watched the tentacle battle unfold.

Are you both octopuses?

Despite being ridiculed by many, Raven can not only unleash tentacles, but in fact, her abilities are comprehensively enhanced after transforming into her Red Raven form.

She can not only perceive the most subtle emotional fluctuations of everyone on the battlefield with unparalleled clarity, but also delve into their subconscious to control, amplify, distort, and even weave these emotions.

She can easily devour other people's dreams and memories, turning them into her own or using them as weapons.

In her Red Raven form, Raven can weave vivid illusions that defy rational judgment and strike at the most vulnerable parts of the soul.

What's most terrifying is that in her Red Raven form, she can infinitely enhance her power by absorbing and manipulating the strongest emotions of others, especially negative ones.

Now, in this fierce battle of tentacles, Raven is constantly absorbing the twisted emotional power of the Dark One—the extreme pain and despair of losing Christine, the mad obsession to destroy everything, the deep-seated self-loathing and doubt, and the complex resentment accumulated after devouring countless beings.

These extremely negative emotions are like a powerful tonic for the red crow.

Raven's aura continued to rise rapidly at a visible speed, and the red and black light around her became increasingly dazzling and profound, like a red sun about to erupt.

At the same time, Raven's eyes were firmly locked onto the Black Strange's mental core, constantly interfering with his mental state.

Black Strange, who was fully controlling his tentacles and trying to find a weakness in Raven, felt a violent dizziness and palpitations, and the world in front of him began to distort.

One moment he was battling Raven's tentacles, the next he was gripping the steering wheel, with Christine smiling broadly beside him, saying something.

Outside the window was the familiar New York night view, and before he could react, the blinding headlights went off.

With a loud bang, the impact was so violent that the world spun around.

He found that he had managed to keep his hands, but could only watch helplessly as Christine's life rapidly slipped away in his arms, her warm blood soaking through his clothes.

"No!"

Black Strange forcibly awoke from the mental fluctuations, forgot the scene before him, and gritted his teeth to continue controlling his tentacles to fight Raven.

But countless images kept flashing through his mind.

Black Strange quickly realized that Raven was launching a psychological attack on him.

After being repelled by the shadow tentacles controlled by Raven, Black Strange saw another scene.

The music was melodious, the crystal chandeliers were sparkling, and Christine, dressed in a beautiful gown, was dancing gracefully with him, her eyes filled with love.

Suddenly, her brows furrowed, her face turned deathly pale, her breathing became rapid, she gripped his arm tightly, and then without warning, she collapsed into his arms, her heart stopping.

Shaking his head, Black Strange banished the image of Christine's death from his mind.

But the scene soon changed again.

Soft lighting, delicious food aromas.

Christine was looking at the menu and asked him with a smile what he would recommend.

With a loud bang, the restaurant door was violently kicked open, and a group of masked robbers rushed in.

Gunshots rang out, the crowd screamed and panicked, and a stray bullet happened to hit Christine in the chest.

...These were all scenes he had seen in the endless loop.

No matter how desperately he tried to rewind time, or how hard he tried to change the details and circumvent the rules, Christine would always die in front of him in completely unpredictable ways.

Car accidents, illnesses, accidents, murders... it's as if the most basic laws of the universe are maliciously mocking him, telling him in the cruelest way that resurrecting a beloved is an absolutely impossible taboo, and any attempt will only bring deeper despair.

These incredibly real and chaotic hallucinations, woven from his deepest fears, are frantically eroding Black Strange's already riddled mental defenses.

The black monster's attacks became chaotic, and the strength of the dark tentacles gradually weakened.

the other side.

From a distance, Clark spotted an opening in Black Strange's defenses and unleashed his heat vision towards it.

Azu disregarded martial ethics, channeling all his anger and power into the Trident of the Sea God, unleashing the power of heavenly thunder to strike down upon him.

Tom's left eye's dark crystal glowed slightly, drawing upon the annihilating power of the Eclipse and silently attacking the Black Strange.

The other fathers also fully cooperated with the illusionary gaps created by Raven, unleashing a barrage of attacks like a storm.

In the strange, chaotic, and distorted perception of the darkness, he seemed to be fighting against countless past selves, countless scenes of failure and despair, and fierce attacks from all directions in reality at the same time.

The Black Strange was retreating steadily, its dark energy being constantly dispersed and devoured, causing its body to suffer repeated injuries.

"boom!!!"

Raven delivered a pure shadow strike that slammed into his chest.

The protective energy shattered completely, and the sound of the sternum cracking could be clearly heard.

Black Strange suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body flew backward like a kite with a broken string. He rolled and bounced on the ground countless times, and finally crashed into a huge broken wall and was buried under the bricks and stones.

Beneath the ruins, the Black Strange was breathing heavily, its vision blurred and bloodshot, its mental world in ruins, on the verge of complete collapse.

Using all his strength, Hei Qiyi knocked away the bricks and stones pressing down on him and staggered to his feet.

He realized that the scene before him was no longer a battlefield.

I was standing on a sunny New York street, with a gentle breeze and a bustling, vibrant crowd around me.

And in his arms was a warm, real woman, with a heartbeat and breath, and bright, open eyes—Christine Palmer.

She truly came back to life; she was no longer a phantom, nor a cold corpse.

Ecstasy and unbelievable happiness overwhelmed Black Strange in an instant, like a tsunami.

But the next second, a strange joy froze on his face.

He looked down at the arm that was holding Christine and realized that it was no longer a human arm, but a monstrous limb made up of countless twisted, wailing faces and viscous dark energy.

The black, strange creature looked at its own body with disbelief.

He had completely transformed into an ugly, terrifying, and malevolent monster, exuding endless resentment and evil aura.

Christine also sensed something was wrong, looked up, and saw the strange black figure.

The smile of relief on her face froze instantly, replaced by fear and physical disgust.

"what!"

After letting out a heart-wrenching scream, Chris shoved him away with all his might and staggered backward.

"No... Christine, it's me, it's Stephen. Don't be afraid, I did it! Look, you're alive!"

Black Strange anxiously reached out his hand.

His voice has become distorted and strange, making it very unsettling to listen to.

No! You're not, you're a monster!

Christine's voice trembled violently, tears streaming down her face with fear. She kept backing away, as if trying to escape the most terrifying thing in the world.

"The Stephen Strange I know is smart, proud, and sometimes a bit of a jerk, but he's kind and principled. He would never... never become like this! What are you?! What have you done to my Stephen?!"

Christine's words cruelly pierced the last barrier of self-deception in Black Strange's heart.

All his persistence, all his madness, all the excuses he used to numb himself were shattered at this moment, revealing the bloody truth beneath, the truth he had never dared to face—he had long since become the very thing he once hated and feared most.

Black Strange lowered his head in pain and collapsed to his knees.

Dark energy dissipated from his body as if it had lost its cohesion, and the terrifying monster form quickly faded, transforming back into a humanoid figure with tattered black robes, covered in wounds, and in a wretched state.

Raven appeared silently before him, her red and black energy wings slightly folded, her eyes calmly fixed on him.

“You…you are just like your father.”

Black Strange's voice was hoarse, filled with exhaustion and pain. He didn't look up. "You want to use such an illusion as the weapon to finally defeat me? What a cruel and effective victory."

Raven slowly shook her head. "No, Dr. Strange, this is not an illusion I created. It is a scene buried deep in your memory, which you forcibly forgot using dark magic. It actually happened, in your countless attempts. You couldn't bear the result and chose to forget it."

As she spoke, Raven raised her left hand, her fingertips swirling with an intense, almost palpable sadness, despair, and self-loathing absorbed from the Black Strange—emotions that nearly formed a tangible black mist.

“I absorbed your emotions, not to devour them, but to understand them.”

Raven's tone carried a detached calmness, "I see into your heart. You are constantly terrified of this monstrous form you have become from devouring, and from the deepest part of your soul, you loathe this version of yourself that will stop at nothing and trample on everything for the sake of illusory goals."

“You always knew that doing this was wrong, that it violated all the laws of nature and moral bottom lines, but you kept and frantically deceived yourself: ‘Try again, it was so close, I’ll definitely succeed next time, I’ll definitely be able to salvage everything.’”

"But the real Stephen Strange deep inside you knows."

Raven's voice seemed to resonate in his soul, "Even if you 'succeed' using this forbidden method, what you get will never be the original Christine or the original happiness."

"You will only get a phantom that fears and hates you, and a hideous monster soul that you despise and loathe. You are already lost, Dr. Strange."

Every word Raven uttered struck Blackie's heart like the tolling of a final judgment bell.

He couldn't refute it, and he didn't even have the strength to be angry anymore.

Because this is the most naked truth that he has been using madness to cover up.

"The result..." Black Strange raised his head, picked up Raven's words, and said in a low voice, "The result is that I became a monster that I hated, lost her forever, and completely lost myself."

He gave a bitter smile, as if the last bit of strength in Hei Qiyi had been drained away.

All his obsession, all his strength, all his hope were completely drained away, and he collapsed completely, kneeling on the cold ruins like an empty shell without a soul.

"...I ultimately lost to Peter Patrick."

“He has a kind and strong daughter, so my loss is not unjust.”

Sunlight pierced through the dust and fell on Raven.

Raven's crimson eyes stared at the Black Strange, and her wings slowly retracted.

"No, you didn't lose to me. What you lost to was your own obsession that you couldn't let go of, and the other possibility that you never truly understood."

Black Strange: "."

Raven continued, "You keep saying it's for Christine, but is everything you've done really for her? Or is it just to fill that huge, unbearable void in your own heart?"

"You've turned her resurrection into an obsession, a symbol of proving your own abilities and fighting against the injustice of fate. You're not even willing to stop and think about whether Christine would have been willing if she knew that her resurrection would come at the cost of all life in the universe and that you would have become a monster she could never accept. Would she have been happy? Or would she have been plunged into a deeper pain and self-blame than you are now?"

After listening to Raven's words for a while, Hei Qiyi looked up at her and asked, "Did your father teach you this?"

"of course."

Raven spoke of Peter with great pride.

"All the love I have is from my father."

(End of this chapter)