Shadow of the Beautiful World

Colorful halos span the world.

The rainbow-like landscape stretches across the sky after rain. This is a magical and peculiar landscape, and it can be seen in almost every corner of the earth.

Even the mysterious Karma Taj sanctuary on the Spine of the World.

On the oriental-style building, the supreme mage Gu Yi stood on the edge of the attic. This hairless lady was wearing a white robe, with the Eye of Agomotto hanging on her chest, which was used to store the time gem.

She raised her head and looked at the rainbow lights shining in the cold sky of the snow mountain.

She knew it was time.

Gu Yi reached out and stroked the ancient pendant on her chest, and she looked down the building. All the mages in the sanctuary had gathered, both men and women, wearing clothes similar to monk's robes, waiting for the infinite The Supreme Master announces important things.

The chubby, flesh-faced but good-natured Master Wang was a little nervous at this moment.

He is holding a bronze-colored magic weapon decorated with animal heads on both sides. It is a Kama Taj-style weapon, which can penetrate magic power to strike the enemy. name.

It's called Life Tribunal.

Uh, of course this thing has nothing to do with the big man in charge of the multiverse. It is a weapon made by the former supreme mage, His Excellency Vatum, and it is far more powerful than ordinary magic weapons.

This is the weapon that Mage Wang was awarded after obtaining the qualifications for the Supreme Mage Battle.

He stood in the hall of this building, and the battle mages of Kama Taj were just outside the door. He could hear the blessings of his brothers cheering for him,

This gave Master Wang a surge of momentum in his heart.

He breathed, adjusted his state of mind, and calmed himself down.

He also kept fine-tuning the hanging ring on his finger to make the magic power flowing in his body smoother.

This is a special two-finger bronze ring, blessed with mystic runes, so that Kama Taj's battle mages can easily open the portal.

Senior Brother Wang looks a little nervous.

Beside Mage Wang, Mage Modu, who looked more relaxed, looked at Wang's movements. This battle mage with black blood said with a smile:

It's not necessary. Among all the competitors, the natural combination of the two of us has an absolute advantage. Unity is the source of our strength.

Having said that.

Wang let out a sigh of relief. He said to his younger brother:

But everyone else has their own strengths, and it's quite difficult for us to go all the way to the end.

Yes, I don't mean to underestimate other people.

Modu nodded, and he explained:

This battle is a stage for many excellent spellcasters. I also want to compete with my companions from other factions, but one thing, Senior Brother Wang, although it is difficult, we must win!

Modu said in a deep voice:

It doesn't matter even if you pay everything! The inheritance of the supreme mage must stay in Kama Taj!

That is where our mission and responsibility lie, and where our honor and belief lie!

Hearing Modu's decisive words, Wang couldn't help but nodded.

Modu's words reached his heart. As a member of the Holy Land, the king could not allow the glory of the Supreme Mage to be taken away from the Holy Land.

Inheritance is certainly important.

But rather than keeping the inheritance at all costs, I would rather see you continue to stick to your own path.

Master Gu Yi's voice came from above the attic.

This made Wang and Modu immediately stop talking, and the two respectfully paid tribute to Master Gu Yi who walked down the stairs as a disciple.

The Supreme Master waved her hand, and she looked at her two most outstanding disciples.

Wang is more determined, while Modu is more persistent.

Her gaze stayed on Modu for a moment, as if she was waiting, but all she got was silence.

After a few seconds, Supreme sighed softly and said:

When embarking on this path of secret law, I have told you that you have always shouldered the mission of maintaining the balance of the three sanctuaries and dimensions. Just as the position of supreme represents not only power, but also power Responsibility.

Master Gu Yi exhorted softly:

But apart from these responsibilities and missions, I hope you don't forget that we are spellcasters, exploring the unknown, pursuing the truth, and being curious about the world...

These important qualities are the basis for us to get to where we are now, and to keep going.

The supreme mage looked at the two disciples in front of her, she was silent for a moment, then waved her hand.

Go.

Wang and Modu got permission, and they stretched out their hands to crush the shining three-eyed emblem.

For the glory of the Supreme.

As the two muttered silently, the emblem with the space marker was crushed, and the figures of Modu and Wang disappeared into the holy land.

Mage Ancient One watched them leave. As usual, she knelt and sat in front of the black desk. Sandalwood was lit in the incense burner. side.

Then he took down a tome that recorded strange stories, and opened it in front of his eyes.

There is no power left until she leaves, and as the phantom of the real supreme mage staying here, her persistence and mission will also come to an end.

She can finally let go of those heavy pressures and enjoy her own peaceful time.

At the same time, in Glasgow, Ireland, in the British Isles, a farewell is going on at the home of Wanda the Scarlet Witch.

Wanda's father, Magneto King Eric Lanshere handed his very clean dark red helmet to Wanda. The white-haired old man looked at his daughter in red leather and said seriously:

When I was young, I also fought against the dark wizards who served in Nacui. I know that they have a way to invade the mind. You take this with you, it can protect your mind from being disturbed.

and this!

The green-haired girl Lorna handed a pair of bracelets to her sister.

The bracelet is silver-gray, and the pieces overlap, like the scales of some kind of beast.

She put the bracelet on Wanda's wrist, and she said:

I made this from the armor fragments of Berserk. It is very sharp and strong. It can help you resist physical attacks, or it can be used as a weapon when necessary.

Lorna looked at Wanda, she reached out to hug her sister, patted her on the back, waved her fist, and said to Wanda:

You must win.

I can only say try my best, girl.

Wanda herself was not too nervous.

She brushed her long hair, and then put on her father's helmet, which looked weird, like a female version of Magneto.

I've seen other competitors as well, and they're all great.

Scarlet Witch shrugged, she said to Lorna very frankly:

I dare not promise you.

But you are also very good.

Lorna smiled and said to Wanda:

I've seen you in training for a while, and even Ruiwen said you're amazing.

Wanda smiled and didn't say anything. She looked at her father, who nodded to Wanda. Magneto said softly:

It doesn't matter if you win or lose, you must come back safely.

Um.

The Scarlet Witch nodded. She picked up the emblem on the table and was about to crush it when she saw a figure suddenly descend from the sky and land in her courtyard in a cool pose.

That was another friend of hers.

Sorry, I'm late.

The demigod Diana, who had just returned from Paradise Island, patted the dust off her body and glanced at the broken ground. She walked up to Wanda, took off the mantra lasso hanging from her waist, and handed it to Wanda.

She exhorts:

I just came back, and I heard from Crystal what you're going to do. Take this with you, Wanda.

In such a multiplayer competition, temporary cooperation with other people is unavoidable. This thing allows you to find a truly trustworthy collaborator, and it also allows you to get rid of the schemes of the conspirators.

Thank you then.

The Scarlet Witch took the lasso of truth, she patted Diana on the shoulder, and joked:

If you come back earlier, Diana, I will sign an aid contract with you. If you help me, then I will basically win.

For things like fighting, you have to rely on yourself.

Diana shrugged and said:

If you really want the throne of the Supreme Mage, you have to win it back by yourself, but to be honest, I think you still have a good chance of winning, provided you don't lose control.

Diana still remembers the terrible scene when Wanda almost lost control in the original Battle of New York.

I try my best.

Wanda showed a sweet smile to Diana, then turned her head and waved to her father and sister. Amid the gazes and blessings of everyone, she crushed the emblem.

Once upon a time, she was content to be a mutant.

But now, she has a bigger goal.

Your Excellency Doom, you said that you are looking forward to seeing my growth...then presumably, you will not be disappointed this time.

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In London, Hermione, who was shopping in a mall with her daughter Rose, also saw a rainbow suddenly appearing in the sky.

The witch with her head crossed stretched out her hands to adjust her clothes. She took her daughter out of the shopping mall and handed her daughter over to the house-elf who was summoned.

Hermione knelt down and wiped the chocolate crumbs from the corner of her daughter's mouth. She said to cute little Rose:

You go home first, okay? Baby, Mommy's going to a game.

Competition?

The little girl with chocolate ice cream in her hand tilted her head and looked at her mother. She grinned and said to her mother:

Are there any trophies?

Yes, I have.

Hermione stretched out her hand and made a big gesture childishly. She said to her daughter:

Mommy will win and take home a nice trophy for you.

She pointed to her cheek and said to her daughter:

Come on, baby, give mom some encouragement, okay?

mua~

Little Rose kissed her mother hard on the face. As a wizard's daughter, her magical talent is also extremely high, and she can see the house elves waiting beside her.

She stood obediently beside the house elf and waved goodbye to her mother.

she says:

Be sure to win, Mom, and I want Uncle Merlin to come and play with me this week.

Okay, I promise for him!

Hermione stood up and waved goodbye to her daughter.

As she watched Rose being brought home by the house elves, she took a deep breath and the smile on her face disappeared little by little.

She took out the mechanical long sword from the magic pocket, and wore it on her waist. With the urban women's capable and elegant collocation, coupled with a sword, Hermione looked heroic.

She looked around, and then took out the glowing three-eyed emblem in her pocket.

Behind her, Artoria, also wearing a neutral suit and a peaked cap, appeared at some point. Behind the heroic King Arthur, there were three shadowy figures.

Those are the heroic spirits who have not yet been summoned. They will follow Hermione on the battlefield of the battle for the Supreme Mage.

Are you ready? Arturia.

Hermione reached out to untie the coiled hair, and she shook her head, letting the hair sway and fall behind her like a waterfall.

Holding the sword hilt at her waist, she gave a fighting spirit smile to the heroic spirit with her hands in her pockets behind her.

she says:

We're going to battle.

My companions and I are well prepared, Hermione.

Artoria reached out and took off the peaked cap on top of her head, her strand of golden hair swaying in the wind, and her smooth blonde hair.

She stood behind Hermione and said softly:

I am summoned to wake up in this peaceful age. I am honored to participate in this sacred competition. I will use the sword in my hand to win for you, Master.

It's our victory, Arturia.

Hermione let out a long breath. She stroked her heart, felt her heartbeat, and said softly:

I'm looking forward to this day just like you.

Since the battle with the Death Eaters in 1998, I haven't felt such a throb for a long time. A competition, a war is calling me, and the throne of the Supreme Mage.

That's the best compliment a spellcaster can get...

I know it won't be easy to win that laurels, it's a bigger, more colorful, more dangerous arena than the boring reality...I'm ready to be a part of it.

Thank you brother, thank you Raven...

In the name of magic, here I come.

In the voice of Hermione reciting softly, she crushed the emblem in her hand.

When the slightly hazy wind in London blew past the place, there was only a black peaked cap fluttering in the wind.

It swayed in the wind and was blown farther away, just like the lives of spell casters, never stopping in pursuit of the truth.

A war... has begun.