Journey Through the Plane of the Lord God

A pale white light curtain enveloped this velvet deer that was about to give birth.

"child."

Ripples rippled in the space, and a young man wearing a black robe with a right cross walked out of the void and looked at the stunned Michael with admiration.

"As a prepared knight, you have a compassionate heart."

Michael, who comes from a family of factory owners whose family motto is profit, could not hide his thoughts before killing this pregnant doe from this dark-haired young man who was very similar to Edward.

"perhaps."

The black-haired young man paused. He admired this young man who maintained basic human conscience and kindness in his heart.

There may be a large number of such people on Earth in the Marvel Universe where peace has existed for a long time and civilization has reached a certain level.

But here, this feudal barbaric era that has just emerged from swords and magic, pure blood and fire, has entered. Although it is still cruel, a glimmer of civilization leaks out from under the cruel surface.

However, there are not many people in the Kingdom of Camelot who have just entered the era of boiling steam and magic power.

This is the evolution of civilization and the times!

After all, you can't force a tribe in the barbaric era who doesn't even have enough to eat to pity the calf-licking female beast!

"You can go to the Holy Cross in the future and try to see if you can become a paladin."

The soft voice echoed in the woods, and the pale white light curtain covering the velvet deer, under the will of the black-robed young man, turned into surging holy light spots and integrated into the velvet deer's body.

The original wound stopped bleeding instantly, and in just a few moments, the new flesh and blood squeezed out the projectile that had sunk into the wound and fell to the ground.

The velvet deer stopped whining, looked at the black-haired young man in front of him with a humane look of gratitude, then spread its legs and feet, made a few brisk jumps, and disappeared into the depths of the woods.

"Son of Lord Dirham, Michael Dirham."

"Thank you for your teaching."

After all, he is the great King of Knights, a new generation that has grown up since the age of steam magic.

Michael, a 14-year-old boy who had received basic education from the kingdom, did not know what the "Cross Church" and "Paladin" the black-haired young man meant.

But this did not prevent him and the surprised friends around him from quickly coming to their senses and bowing to the black-haired young man according to the knowledge taught in the etiquette class.

"Okay, get up, kids."

Although the black-haired young man looks like a 21 or 2-year-old from the outside, if you add in the time before and after the time travel, he can be regarded as an older man in his 40s.

"You can call me."

A gentle and friendly smile appeared on the lips of the black-haired young Messiah.

From the etiquette of these young men and the equipment they use to hunt in the woods, the black-haired young man can already feel the almost earth-shaking changes in the Kingdom of Camelot today.

"Messiah."

"Nice to meet you, Professor Stephen Strange."

"Hello, Professor Stephen."

"The weather is nice today, Professor Stephen."

Under the everlasting soft sunshine, Classroom No. 320 in the middle tower of Hallwards towers into the sky.

Mr. Stephen Strange, a former surgeon, wearing a high-collared vermilion Professor Hallwards robe, walked out of the door of Classroom 3601 of the Dimension System with a thick space derivation textbook under his arm

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Although he lost the opportunity to reach the sky in one step and become the "Supreme Magician".

But this middle-aged man with curly hair still relied on his extremely high spatial perception talent to win the appreciation of Master Gu Yi, the only golden legendary mage in the magic world.

A direct disciple who was promoted to a silver-level ring master.

"Stephen, you have new private information, it's your senior brother Modu."

Suddenly, the elegant voice of the magic net fairy belonging to Stephen suddenly sounded in his conscious space.

"Thanks for the reminder, Al."

Stephen thanked him in his consciousness, and then turned on the void projection system on the inside of the magic network bracelet on his right hand.

The vermilion high-collar magic professor's robe instantly turned into sky blue, and the teachers and students of Hallwards in the corridor of the teaching building who were originally preparing to greet the respected dimensional magic professor also suppressed their thoughts.

Even the corridor that Professor Stephen passed by at this moment became a little quieter.

"Long time no see, my dear junior brother."

A figure of a black uncle wearing a six-pointed star outer space magic personal armor and with fine short hair was projected in front of Stephen, and he greeted Curly Stephen enthusiastically.

"Tell me! What's going on?"

"Could it be that something happened to the large space extension array I helped you improve last time?"

Karl Mordo is one of the direct disciples that the Ancient One Master took before he officially joined the magic world. As the youngest disciple of the Ancient One Master, Stephen got most of the basic spells and incantations unique to his lineage from Mo.

The professor of Degree can be said to be one of the people who has the closest relationship with Stephen in the magical world.

"No, no, no, how could something unexpected happen to the magic circle invented by my genius junior brother?"

Compared with Stephen, who specializes in space dimension magic, Mordo, who prefers to seek excitement in battle, has long since transformed into a real war mage. Although he was not promoted to a silver master in the ten years after joining the magic world,

Baron Mordo, who is proficient in various military, forbidden space and spiritual combat spells, is now one of the top cadres of the Demiplane Dimension Exploration Force under the Magic Council.

"Contact you this time."

"I want to ask you if you are willing to participate in that plan?"

"Which plan?"

"It's what I mentioned to you last time."

His senior brother's voice suddenly turned into a bunch of garbled noise, and Stephen, who understood the key situation, frowned.

Just like the electronic Internet of the old era, the Magic Network will automatically block some secrets of the Earth Federation, the British Empire and the Magic Council.

As the top 200 spellcasters in the magic world, there are fewer than 500 silver masters. Even with his full professor level authority at Hallwards School of Magic, it is still not enough. This is undoubtedly a very important secret.

"Senior Brother Modu, please wait a moment."

Stephen said something to the black senior brother who was making unintelligible garbled noises in the video and opening and closing his mouth, looking a little funny.

"Al, adjust to the authority of a member of the Magic Council."

Yes, as the golden legendary mage Master Ancient One and the only senior spellcaster disciple promoted to the silver rank, Stephen is also one of the few non-partisan members of the Magic Parliament.

"Okay, contact-level confidential information has been detected, your conversation will be recorded, and His Majesty the Supreme Executive Committee of the Magic Council and the Eternal Speaker will have access to it. Do you confirm your agreement?"

The voice of the magic net fairy in the sea of ​​consciousness reminded Professor Curly, oh, no, it should be Senator Curly now.

"agree."

After adjusting the permissions, Stephen once again spoke calmly to the confused black senior brother in the projection.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Modu, please say it again."

Co-author: Did I just talk in vain? The optimistic black senior brother had a sore face.

Nowadays, the black senior brothers are busy working and practicing every day. They live a very fulfilling life. It seems unlikely that they have any ambition to join any dark lord.

"Okay! Do you know about the dimension cruiser project?"

"You mean that 10 years ago, the Speaker obtained a weakened version of the plane battleship from the ruins of the floating city in that other world?"

"That's right."

Stephen was stunned for a moment after receiving Modo's affirmative reply.

"But wasn't that plan cancelled?"

"Our artificial dimension technology is not mature enough to create a movable demiplane!"

Hearing Stephen's words, Modu smiled proudly.

"Yes, our artificial technology is indeed immature."

"But what if there is a natural demiplane that can move freely in the starry sky?"

Black senior brother Modu sent a video.

In the east of Lunar Federation City 13, a wide space crack opened silently.

The aura of pure darkness and extreme evil rushed towards him.

At the bottom of the crack, a tall man with dark eyes was laughing silently.

"This is Casillas!"

"The earliest disciple to betray Teacher Ancient One, and an admirer of the dark lord Dormammu."

"Isn't he dead?"

Regarding the information about the dark lord Dormammu, as a direct disciple of the ancient master, the old enemy who has been entangled with Dormammu for countless years, although Stephen has not personally fought with him, he is not unfamiliar with it.

The surprised Professor Stephen suddenly felt something in his heart.

The earth's spatial coordinates in the Marvel Universe were completely shielded by the Supreme Demonic Network when it was completely integrated into the earth's core.

It doesn't come early, it doesn't come late, it happens to be when a plan from the top brass of the magic world is ready.

And that so-called dark dimension happens to be a demiplane that can naturally move in the universe.

Stephen already knows what the so-called plan is!

"When does it start? Does the teacher want to participate?"

he asked.

"After 26 hours, we have to wait for that demiplane to completely enter the core range of the High Demonic Network."

"Teacher Gu Yi and another envoy sent by the council are already on their way over."

Modo quickly replied to Stephen and seemed to have a draft in mind.

Another parliamentary envoy?

Teacher Gu Yi went, but Stephen was not surprised at all. He was an old enemy!

But another dispatched envoy whose name was not mentioned aroused Stephen's curiosity.

"Okay, I agree to participate in the plan! Please send me the information."

After a brief moment of reflection, Stephen made up his mind.