Marvel's Magnetic Field Turns

Chapter 293 Battle Between Mages
"It seems that you are the one she chose." Casillas didn't react too much when his subordinates were eliminated so easily, even his followers.

Souls were corroded by the power of the dark dimension, causing their emotions to be lost to varying degrees, and even their own consciousness was distorted. At first, Casillas just looked for a way to resurrect his wife and began to study dark magic. After gaining a certain amount of power from the dark dimension, he began to forget his original purpose, and instead simply pursued powerful magic power and eternal life.

After holding a ceremony to contact Dormammu and draw power from the dark dimension, Dormammu, the lord of the dark dimension, directly distorted their consciousness, making these fanatics think that dedicating the earth to it can get what they want. everything you want.

The supreme mage Gu Yi single-handedly created the existing earth defense magic circle. When he had to absorb the magic power of the dark dimension to prolong his life, he could not avoid being corroded by Dormammu's power, let alone this group of people.

"What choice?" Strange stared at Casillas with a sword in one hand and a shield in the other.

Casillas said: "The one who succeeds the Sorcerer Supreme...seems like she taught you well."

"However, your exposure to learning magic is too short, and you have not been exposed to advanced magic."

After all, Casillas clasped his palms together, and space and matter began to twist according to his consciousness. The entire New York Supreme Sanctuary began to rotate irregularly like a Rubik's cube twisted by a pair of invisible hands, and the space began to become disordered.

Everything in the mirror space was cut and put back together, creating a strange maze-like environment, a spark-splashing portal that was distorted out of nowhere just as it was about to open, and an attempt to enter the mirror dimension through the portal The sorcerer in the house was also thrown far away elsewhere.

"She has been watching us. She didn't show up when Mage Garnier died in my hands, and she didn't show up when Modu was exiled. When you were in danger, she showed up right away."

Casillas said slowly, the one who opened the portal just now was the Ancient One mage, after she destroyed the Supreme Temple in London, she will definitely know that her next target is the Supreme Temple in New York or the Supreme Temple in HongKong, come here in person It's inevitable to check it out, but this Doctor Strange doesn't know that he can use words to induce him to degenerate.

The heir chosen by himself embraced the darkness, how sad the ancient one would be at that time, Casillas couldn't help but want to see that scene.

However, there is a better choice in front of him now, which is to kill this talented guy, so that Gu Yi can experience the sadness of powerlessness—just like himself back then.

Dormammu bestowed upon him not only strength but also the knowledge of mirror dimension manipulation, and he could drag the ancient mage for a while.

No need for words, the two mages took a step forward. Because of the distortion of the space, their figures disappeared immediately, and then they came out from outside Strange's field of view, and the transparent long blade of space pierced towards Strange's magic shield. outside the body.

But Strange moved at that moment, as if the bones of his whole body were broken, and he looked like the most brilliant yoga master. His body was twisted into an incredible angle, and then the shield in his hand was thrown out, sharp The edge of the shield chopped off a fanatic in the middle, and the body that was broken into two pieces fell down. Because of the distortion of the space, he didn't know where it fell, and the magic long blade in his hand blocked the sharp space blade of another fanatic.

"Your knife is too slow."

Holding the space blade with a magic long knife, Strange imitated Wei Xiuming's tone and said word by word. During daily fighting training, Wei Xiuming used this sentence while holding a short stick to beat him. It stimulated him, made him become impulsive, and then under the influence of his emotions, he would make mistakes in his movements, and then he would be severely whipped on his body with a stick.

Subconsciously, Strange began to learn.

As soon as the words fell, Strange swung the holy sword wildly like a madman, drowning the fanatic like a storm.Although it looks like a crazy person slashing indiscriminately, every move and style is out of order, but in the eyes of a skilled expert, he will find that every knife is very stable, and he will always create opportunities for the next knife.

Dozens of sword collisions caused the sparks of magic power to overflow, blooming like fireworks, enveloping the figures of the two.

This fanatic is very frustrated. In terms of learning magic, he is definitely longer than Strange, and has much richer experience; in terms of magic power, he has just won the favor of Dormammu not long ago, and his blood is rushing. It is no longer blood, but pure dark magic power.

Even so, Strange pressed down on him during the fight, making him almost breathless, but Strange's next move challenged his nerves even more.

"Too slow, too slow, too slow, your knife is too slow!"

"Quick, quick, quicker, quicker with your knife, quicker!"

The double-speed speaking speed of ordinary people allows Strange to speak many words in an instant. He constantly stimulates the fanatics with words, and his voice is full of meaning and madness, but his eyes are very calm. In the collision of swords and swords, you don't even blink, no matter how dry your eyes are, you won't blink, because the moment you blink, a very precious opportunity may pass away, and that moment will also put you in danger.

This is the experience he has accumulated through countless painful lessons during the confrontation with Wei Xiuming. It is a bloody lesson in the true sense, and it is also the most precious thing that Professor Wei Xiuming gave him.

Strategy, strategy, tactics, combination of experience and the way of using power, that is, the method to push to the full realm, although Strange did not follow the route of magnetic field rotation, but these things are interlinked in application.

Strange didn't know what methods this group of mages controlled by dark magic had, but it was right to drag them into close combat, entangle the opponent with a stormy battle, and make them unable to use redundant weapons. Means, use your strongest to fight against the enemy, so as to defeat the strong with the weak.

Trash talking is also a way of tactical application. Although Wei Xiuming didn't deliberately teach it, Strange learned it very well.

"Your knife is so slow, how can you come out and become a mage, go back to your hometown in the countryside of Idaho to peel potatoes!"

Under Strange's suppression and verbal stimulation, the exhausted fanatic panicked a bit, and then the long-faced doctor seized this opportunity, turning the golden knife around the fanatic's body, and the other party was killed instantly. It was cut into a human pillar, the two arms were cut off together with the shoulders, the right leg was separated from the body from the crotch, and the left thigh was cut off from the middle of the thigh.

Strange twisted the opponent's hair with his left hand to lift his body that was about to fall, and then cut off his head the moment he screamed.

The battle ended very quickly, and even the scope of the battle didn't leave a basic space unit that was cut and separated.

Kicking the severed limbs away from his feet in twos and threes, and seeing them appearing from different distances from the corner of his eye, Strange raised the fanatic's head in the direction of Casillas: " Is this your subordinate? It is too weak."

After the provocation, Strange threw the head of Jing Yan and Strange, who seemed to have fatally stabbed him, towards Iker Casillas - but even though it seemed that there was no obstacle between the two, in fact Across layers of space, this big head did not know where it fell.

Seeing this situation, Strange felt bad.

The application of the mirror space and the portal has been repeatedly talked about by Master Modu. The various swords, guns, swords and halberds developed based on the sacred sword of Emperor Weishan belong to the category of white magic. Although space and portals are useful, they are very dangerous—for example, if you lose the suspension ring in the mirror space, you will be trapped in this subplane forever; if the portal is closed early, the power of space will cut off the anything.

And the mirror dimension is a dimension that is very easy to be distorted and folded. A powerful mage will shape it into a field that is beneficial to you. You originally ran straight forward, but the distorted gravity field makes gravity appear on the wall. , or two points that were close together are suddenly separated.

When the enemy completely controls the terrain, it is impossible to fight at all, because the reality in front of you will always be beyond your reach. He cut the fanatic's body into several sections, and then kicked them in different directions. Looking at his corpse, he measured where the space around him led.

But Casillas was obviously very cautious. No one in the space around Strange could directly approach him, especially Gu Yi. He wrapped himself in layers of space barriers, making Strange All the original tactical arrangements fell through.

At this moment, the sudden change occurred, and the space was disassembled and assembled again. Unlike Casillas' method of twisting the Rubik's Cube, the space at this time began to operate and assemble like a complex mechanical structure, which can be called a magnificent change. The terrain that was originally controlled by him was redisturbed. During this process, the space under Strange's feet was constantly replenished, and it was no longer limited to that square inch. Casillas' layers of barriers were peeled off like Peeling off the layers like an onion, the ground under his disciple's feet was forcibly pulled together, and the fanatics who were scattered everywhere were gathered together and pieced together into a perfect circle like a duel field.

Then the sun appeared above their heads, and the roof that originally belonged to the Supreme Temple was opened like a book page, and then the ground under their feet suddenly rose, rising to the highest point of the city, overlooking any building.

The supreme mage Gu Yi descended from the sky, holding a fan-shaped magic weapon in his hand, and landed in front of Strange: "Well done, Strange, Mordo and Kent taught you very well."

"Maybe!" Strange didn't know if it was possible, the original pride of killing three fanatics in a row disappeared.

After the emergence of the Supreme Mage, Strange found that he still had to learn the magic of Weishandi's sacred sword, because the human body cannot accommodate huge magic power, so there is a "spell" that fixes the spell in the device This is the reason why Karma Taj's various staffs exist.

But the supreme mage took a different approach and created a physical magic circle based on the principle of Emperor Weishan's sacred sword. Although he was only a little educated and couldn't recognize the function of the magic circle, it was much stronger than his sword and shield.

"As expected of the Supreme Mage."

At this time, a teleportation door opened beside Strange, and Modo, who smelled of salty sea water, stepped out of it. After wiping the sea water on his face, he saluted Gu Xing:
"Mage."

Modu said that just now was the most difficult battle since he entered the mysterious side. As soon as he stepped into the range of the Supreme Temple in New York, he was thrown into the portal, and then directly teleported into the bottom of the sea. Drowned, if a passing dolphin hadn't pushed him to the surface of the sea, he would have sunk in the sea.

Just now, Modu vowed that he would become a marine life protector in the future, focusing on dolphin ecology.

"Master Modu, you came just in time, I need you to be a witness." Gu Yi said calmly: "From now on, the position of supreme mage will be handed over to Master Steve Strange. Just an ordinary mage."

"Mage..." Modu didn't understand the arrangement of the Ancient One Mage very much. He admitted that Strange was very talented, and he had already completed the journey that others counted for years in just a few months, and he was taught by Kent Clark , the achievements are limitless, but the current Strange is still very immature, not enough to provoke the burden of the supreme mage.

"No...it's impossible...you have absorbed power from the dark space..." But when Modu saw the face of Master Gu Yi, his face showed an expression of disbelief and collapse.

Because the same mark as that of the fanatic appeared on the forehead of the ancient one, which was the rune that was inevitably left by using the dark power, the supreme mage deviated from the creed she formulated.

Although the purposes of the two parties are different, the Ancient One mage and the fanatic on the opposite side belong to the same type of people.

"This is the reason why I no longer serve as the supreme mage. A fallen person cannot bear the title of justice." Gu Yi didn't say anything about Modu's attitude, and then reversed the space, bringing Modu and Strange together. Sent to a place far away from the battlefield, he walked to the arena and ushered in his own final battle.

Strange made seals with both hands, split the sacred sword of Weissandi in his hand into magic power lines one by one, and then quickly reassembled it.

Mordo looked at Strange's actions in puzzlement, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Go and help the Ancient One." Strange manipulated the lines of magic power with his hands like weaving ropes, and a strange sword was gradually shaped in his hands.

(End of this chapter)