Hogwarts professor mixed in Marvel

Chapter 594 The Heart-wrenching Doctor Strange, the Power of Dusk

Author: Desolate Stars

In unknown space.

Negative energy such as darkness, shadows, killing, chaos, etc. are intertwined.

These energies collide and destroy each other, and storms formed purely by energy blew up, stirring up the energy further chaos.

When the energy gradually tends to calm down, suddenly.

Another energy storm started, further promoting the energy chaos in the space, like waves on the beach, stacked layer by layer, never stopping.

It seems that chaos is the only theme throughout the space.

However.

If you place your eyes on the center of the dark, chaotic space, you will find a deep yellow magic castle floating in the void.

The area near the castle is like the eye of the wind in the center of a storm, where the wind is calm, or in other words, full of order.

I don’t know if it was because of the suppression of the magic castle or because of the birth of that wisp of order from the endless chaos.

It seems unusually peaceful here

Desire! Temptation! Threat!

This dark yellow ancient magic castle seems to be emitting an inexplicable aura at all times.

Even if an ordinary person only takes a look, the emotions of bleeding from the seven orifices, and his body is sick, his soul will enter it uncontrollably.

Dusk! Dusk! Dusk!

If Kama Taj's mage saw this ancient magic castle, he would probably be able to immediately distinguish the aura of the evil god in the dusk.

Yes, this is the dusk castle, exuding a strong breath of dusk power, just like the Lord of dusk visiting him.

However, the reality is that the Lord of Dusk has been killed by Kamataj's Supreme Mage.

The corpse, dimension, origin, are all the trophys of Kama Taj.

At this moment, Strange stood in front of this dusk castle, thinking silently in his heart.

He had received an invitation before.

He didn't know which company the forces behind it were, but the content of the invitation made him quite interested.

Because the other party trades chaos magic.

However, when he opened the space portal in the direction of the invitation, he suddenly felt his scalp numb when he saw everything in front of him.

The power of dusk!

There is no doubt that the other party is absolutely closely related to the fallen mage who defected before.

Because when those fallen mages defected, they snatched part of the origin of the evil god of the Twilight from the temple.

Although not many people know about it, Dr. Strange, who is familiar with it, has a certain understanding.

Click! Click! Click!

Standing in front of the door, Strange was hesitating whether to step forward and knock on the door.

At this moment, as if I felt the arrival of Strange, the gate of the ancient castle slowly opened with the crackling sound.

Strange watched, and the door had been completely opened, as if there was a dark magic castle inside.

Hesitate for a moment and slowly step into it.

Bang!

I just entered the gate, walked a few steps, entered the inside of the castle, and with a slam, the gate behind me slammed and closed.

Strange couldn't help but look back, his face slightly nervous.

But he didn't seem to be very worried and afraid, so he turned around and walked towards the inside of the castle.

This dusk castle seems to have a history for many years. At roughly, it looks like the pastel fragrance exudes a smell called history.

Oil paintings, sculptures, and candles with strange shapes candles from various eras can be seen everywhere.

If we abandon the evil god of this castle, there is no doubt that it has great historical value.

However, Strange glanced at him and seemed to be touched. He accelerated his pace and walked towards the depths of the castle.

Like the previous magic invitation, he could clearly sense a call that emerged from his heart.

Guide him and walk towards his destination.

Although I feel that every step of my action seems to be led by someone, exuding a strong calculating smell.

But except for being more vigilant, he cooperated with everything else.

Soon, with the call of his heart, he entered a spacious rotunda.

On the edge of the hall, a large number of torches are surrounded by a circle, making the entire hall particularly bright and exuding a hint of warmth.

For some reason, in such an environment, Strange, who was originally alert, relaxed slightly

"Come out, you have spent so much effort to invite me over."

Strange spoke, loud voices spread throughout the rotunda.

However, everything around him was as usual, and it seemed that the words just now did not awaken some existence.

"If I don't come out, I'll leave."

As he said that, Strange began to wave some of the hanging rings in his hand, trying to open a portal that was leaving.

However, as the red flame sparks light up, they soon completely extinguished.

The space teleportation gate was not opened, as if it was restricted.

After realizing everything, Strange didn't seem to be too surprised.

Instead, he turned his head and looked at a passage in front of the left, and a man in a black robe gradually walked out.

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

"Strange, I've heard of your genius name for a long time."

"I didn't expect that the magic of the flesh and blood clone is so difficult, you are using it so skillfully now."

A loud voice sounded, and the fallen mage seemed to start to praise Xielai.

Yes, this time, Strange is not its own, but a magic clone or a flesh-and-blood clone.

After all, no one knows what dangers will be behind this magic invitation.

He was not stupid either, and he rushed directly to the deity.

After all, no matter how stupid he is, he will not fall into the trap.

After hearing the words of the Fallen Mage, Strange did not show any emotion, and remained expressionless, silent for a moment, and slowly spoke: "You invited me here!"

"Now, I'm here!"

"It's time to show your sincerity"

If these fallen mages set traps or fool them.

At worst, this flesh and blood clone is handed over here.

As for the latter, he naturally and these designs his Fallen Mages never ended.

It seems that he is quite familiar with Strange's ideas, and the Fallen Mage did not deliberately worry about Strange's arrival without his deity.

The right hand was slightly raised, the palm spread out, and in the blink of an eye, a burgundy magic book slowly floated on the hand.

Immediately afterwards, the Fallen Mage waved forward and the burgundy magic book flew towards Strange.

The flight speed is neither fast nor slow, but it makes Strange feel itchy.

As the book fell in front of him, he quickly turned over a few pages.

Seeing the familiar characters and some introductions of Chaos Magic, Strange nodded slowly.

No matter what, even if this flesh and blood clone is told here, it will not be a loss.

Just as he was flipping through the book and reviewing it, the Fallen Mage, who was standing not far away, spoke slowly.

"Strange, you're a genius."

"But Kama Taj is the tomb of geniuses. In history, few geniuses survived in the end."

"Even, the longest one has not lived past 100 years old, almost all the genius mages died in battle on the battlefield."

"Strange, no doubt, this is your future."

"Tell me an answer, are you willing to become a cannon fodder mage under Weishandi?"

Strange, who was flipping through the books, paused slightly, but he did not seem to be frightened by the alarmist words of the Fallen Mage, and continued to flirt with the books.

It seems that I am ready to write down all the knowledge in this book during this period.

Even if this clone encounters danger, it will not be a loss.

The Fallen Master saw Strange flipping the book and seemed to be indifferent to what he had just said.

I couldn't help but feel silent for a moment and continued to speak, "Strange, I know you want to study Chaos Magic, but are you mentally prepared to study the possible harms of Chaos Magic?"

This time, Strange, who was flipping through the books, stopped abruptly, and slowly raised his head to stare at the Fallen Mage opposite him.

Feeling Strange's gaze, the Fallen Mage nodded with great satisfaction.

Genius is full of curiosity in pursuit of mysterious, unknown, powerful magic, and natural.

"Strange, since you want to learn Chaos Magic, you must know the relationship between Chaos Magic and the god of dark magic, Sithorne."

"Don't forget that Emperor Weishan is the God of White Magic, and the two are in opposition."

"Although Kamataj does not explicitly prohibit the study of Chaos Magic, it is generally rejected by Chaos Magic."

"Strange, I believe you have also noticed that there are very few books on Chaos Magic in the library?"

This time, Strange gave up the idea of ​​continuing to read and quietly looked at the Fallen Mage opposite him.

Of course he knew the danger the other party mentioned.

Although, there are very few introductions to Chaos Magic in the Kama Taj Library.

But when he was in the World of Vientiane, he learned a lot of information about Sithorne from the World of Vientiane Library.

I am also very clear about the dangers on this path of practicing and studying chaotic magic.

However, Lohart and his disciple Wanda are both studying and practicing.

Then why can't he?

in particular……

"Chaos magic is our common pursuit and the way to become a god."

"Strange, in a sense, is our companions, our companions on the road of Chaos Magic."

Speaking of this, the Fallen Mage's words began to become fanatical.

"Long lifespan, the possibility of becoming a god, powerful strength, these, and chaos magic can satisfy us."

"Strange, I know what the obstacles you are facing now."

"As a believer of Emperor Weishan, switching to practice chaotic magic is undoubtedly a betrayal."

"You are susceptible to dual hostility between Vishandi and Sithorne."

Hearing this, Strange's heart sank even though he was still expressionless.

Yes, the situation is as the Fallen Master said.

This is why he tried every means to enter the dimension gap.

I just want to use the special chaos in the dimension gap to block the sensing of the two dimensional gods, so that I can successfully practice chaotic magic.

As long as the revision is successful, the first step is completed.

Next, it will be much easier to operate.

"We can help you with this." The Fallen Mage, looking at Strange's eyes, said word by word.

As he said that, he slowly stretched out his right hand palm.

A dark red magic floated over the palm, constantly changing into various shapes.

Feeling the breath of order and chaos, Slytherin took a breath.

Chaos Magic!

The most charming thing is its mystery and disordered order, which can create all things and rewrite reality.

"Look, how beautiful it is." Looking at the chaotic magic in his hand, the Fallen Mage said obsessively.

"You know, we were all believers of Emperor Weishan."

"But now, we have paid only a small price to cut off the connection with Weishandi and block Sithorn's peeping."

“We have a complete set of rituals to help you switch to Chaos Magic at the least cost.”

"Even, we have a complete process of becoming a dimensional god."

Speaking of this, the words of the Fallen Master are filled with temptation.

I have to say that I grabbed Strange at this moment.

Looking at Strange's face with hesitation and movement, the Fallen Mage couldn't help but smile.

Everyone is a mage of Kama Taj, and once were geniuses.

What I think in my mind is very different.

Although they defected from Kama Taj, they still have their own power inside Kama Taj.

Let me ask, Kama Taj does have heroic mages who are not afraid of sacrifice and dare to fight against different dimensions.

However, how many mages can completely reject the temptation of Chaos Magic.

This is a long life and a way to become a god.

As long as they cannot refuse, they will be inseparable from alliances.

Especially geniuses like Strange are their top priority.

Genius is always difficult to resist the temptation of Chaos Magic.

Exhale! Inhale! Inhale! Inhale! Inhale!

At this moment, Strange's breathing was slightly rapid and he said he was not moved. That was fake.

But soon, he forced himself to calm down, stared at the Fallen Mage dressed in Black Run opposite him, and asked calmly.

"What do you want?"

"You, no, it should be said that we are going to do what we are going to do." The Fallen Master had a smile in his words.

"What we want to do is actually very simple, that is, we have more time to study chaos magic and step into the realm of the dimensional gods."

"But the minimum premise is safety!"

"You said right, Master Strange."

Speaking of this, the tone of the Fallen Master became very sincere.

"We don't want to do anything, we want to have a safe enough place to have plenty of time to further study Chaos Magic."

"Of course, I hope that more mages and we will join the path of deducing Chaos Magic."

“We have no other requests.”

He has a very sincere attitude and does not seem to make any harsh demands in his words.

Just need one to be safe and one time.

Strange was silent for a moment, wondering if he believed it, and asked again: "What do you want?"

The Fallen Mage opposite looked at Strange's expressionless face.

It seemed that I wanted to see some hidden information from the other person's face and see Strange's attitude.

“It’s not a special request.”

"We will help you switch to Chaos Magic."

"You just need to give us some information."