Marvel’s Superman

Crackling!

One after another thunder and lightning, interwoven into a net like a snake, smashed into the surrounding space, instantly sweeping away the swarming thought maggots.

Thor turned his head excitedly and asked loudly, "Loki, do you think I'm good?"

The latter covered his face, and didn't want to pay any attention to the innocent face full of smiles.

How could her brother, the son of Odin, the heir to the throne of Asgard, the future ruler of the Nine Realms, be such a guy?

The majesty and bearing of a wise monarch could not be seen at all, just like a fool whose head was caught by the door.

But Odin still values ​​him so much, thinking that he has the potential to become a king.

Could it be that the king of Asgard was blind... well, the old man was indeed blind in one eye.

"Can you hold out for six hours and complete this test alone?"

Seeing the light of Thor's soul bursting out with white thunder, Loki's eyes moved slightly and asked softly.

She looked up and glanced up unconsciously, and many people were paying close attention to the battle of the Supreme Mage.

If possible, the Asgard princess didn't want to reveal her trump card.

Compared with those competitors, Loki's strength is not outstanding, at most a mid-to-high level of combat.

If you want to have the last laugh, you must ensure that you have enough chips in your hand.

"Ah, I'm afraid it won't work."

Saul didn't hide the fact that he wasn't durable enough.

He is not a mage, nor has he practiced meditation, and his spiritual strength is a weak link.

It is indeed a difficult task to persist for six hours.

"I'm in this place, and I can't exert my full strength."

Without the Storm Axe, Thor could only rely on the power of thunder bursting from his soul, which was tantamount to being severely weakened.

"Oh, what's the use of you then?"

Loki's face instantly turned cold, and he couldn't be a teammate who could be hugged by his thighs, that would all be trash.

In the face of a steady stream of thought maggots, guarding the magic furnace and preventing the beacon from going out, she thought she could do it too.

But if you can do it yourself, why do you need Sol?

and many more!

An aura flashed in the sullen Loki's mind, and there was a sly look in his eyes.

She secretly looked at Sol, who was swaying thunder and shooting electric light, as if thinking of something.

"Brother, I need you to hold on a little longer! Please!"

hiss!

Originally standing in front of Loki, Thor, who was trying his best to clear the swarm, took a deep breath, his whole body seemed to be electrified, and his bones were half brittle.

He has never enjoyed this kind of treatment before. He has a charming and beautiful sister who calls himself "brother" in a sweet voice.

Who can resist this!

"Loki, why are you suddenly..."

Saul stammered, his footsteps fluttering.

"Is it weird? Or, brother, you don't like this look? It's not my intention to be so indifferent to you at ordinary times. In fact..."

Loki tried his best to imagine Thor's naive face as his mother Frigga.

Only in this way can she complete the performance.

"I understand!"

Sol waved his hand and said seriously: "Loki, don't worry, I will definitely let you pass the test successfully."

At this moment, he felt full of power.

The full spirit makes the soul more solid, bursting out the extremely dazzling thunder and lightning.

The blazing white glow vaguely outlines the outline of an axe and slowly emerges.

The light of the soul even manifests weapons!

Boom!

Sol descended like a god, holding a battle axe and rushing into the swarm.

The violent electric light blasted into the earth, sweeping out a large blank space.

It can be said to be invincible and brave!

"This is licking the dog... oh no, the potential of sister control?"

Staying in a bar without doors, Luke, who was watching the live broadcast, was full of emotion.

Loki just casually said a few good words to make Thor, the god of thunder, full of energy.

This is completely the real version of generating electricity with love!

"That fool is dead."

Rocket Raccoon commented.

From its point of view, Loki is an out-and-out bad woman who will only use Thor, drain the value, and then kick her away.

But the latter is addicted to it, unable to extricate himself.

"Let's see what's going on with Strange."

Luke rubbed his hands, wondering if he would have a chance to appear in this entry.

It stands to reason that Strange should be able to deal with those thought maggots.

...

...

"The name of Hoggs! Ancient body!"

"The name of Farather! The suffocating atmosphere!"

"The name of Exalon! The touch of ice!"

"..."

Strange popped out the names of dimension demon gods one after another, and used their power to cast spells one after another.

As I said before, he has no other specialties, except that his memory is extremely good.

Any magic book that you have read or spells you have learned, as long as you recite it once and read it once, it will be firmly branded in your head.

In other words, Strange is a walking encyclopedia of magic and a relentless spell-casting machine.

A pure white light enveloped the soul and blessed him.

The powerful white magic, like the fierce firepower released by a fort, covered the surrounding space.

Those thought maggots that can eat minds and melt their wills are instantly bombarded and turned into nothingness.

Just a moment later, they would reappear, rushing towards the magic furnace.

Strange's soul became weaker and weaker, and he only felt that his body was hollowed out, and his uncontrolled spellcasting caused him to consume a lot of energy.

Simply put, the blue bar is almost empty.

"Would you like to summon Superman?"

Strange hesitated.

He felt that he could not stand it, the number of thought maggots was too many, and the force was too fierce.

Ordinary mage can't resist it at all.

In this level, I don’t know how many participants will be eliminated.

"The name of Cytorak! Blind and stupid!"

Strange's eyes flickered, as if he had a plan.

This flaming magic furnace has been surrounded by insect swarms.

With his ability, if he persists for an hour at most, he will fall in front of the insect tide.

Strange clarified his thoughts, folded his hands, and a crimson light glowed from his soul.

The eyes suddenly became hollow, as if they had lost their color.

"This operation... wonderful!"

The corners of Luke's mouth have been raised on the sidelines and he has been smiling.

He had planned to answer the call and appeared in person.

Unexpectedly, Strange came up with a magical solution.

He used Setorak's spell to close his mind and turn himself into a fool.

In this way, you can avoid being influenced by thought maggots and not be attacked by the spirit.

"But how could he prevent the beacon from going out?"

Rocket raccoon picked its nostrils. It has no interest in the Supreme Mage hegemony battle, but it is happy to be a gambling dog.

"Strange's popularity is very low, and he is not optimistic at all. If he can persevere and not be eliminated, I may make a lot of money."

In any event, as long as there are winners and losers and scores, there will be gambling games with opening bets.

What's more, Gao Tianzun likes to bet very much, he is an old gambling dog.

"Which are the most popular now?"

Luke asked curiously.

"Let me see, the number one favorite is... Witch Heart Demon? The son of Mephisto, the lord of hell, the devil of hell also wants to be a supreme mage. This is really strange!"

Rocket Raccoon laughed, and Wei Shandi didn't kill him with a single lightning bolt, which was quite generous.

"Who can say for sure. Emperor Weishan's opinion is very important, but the threshold set is also one of the criteria for judging."

Luke shrugged and said softly, "If the heir of Hell Lord Mephisto really succeeds in reaching the end, he may get what he wants."

There are many supreme mages in the parallel universe, not only Iron Man, such as Loki and Doctor Voodoo, they have all been for a while.

If Wei Shandi is in a good mood, he might let Wu Xinmo succeed in the election—provided he can pass the test.

"The second place is a hot chick named Liana Rasputin, nicknamed The Secret Guest. It's also from hell."

Rocket Raccoon held a thin and light notebook, and talked about the popularity rankings on the forum.

"Doctor Voodoo, Loki, Mordo, Casillas...I can't see Stephen Strange's name at all."

Luke shook his head and smiled and said, "It's really miserable. Little Rabbit, believe me, you can definitely make a profit by putting all your little vault in Strange."

"You mean betting on him to qualify for all three games? How is this possible!"

Rocket Raccoon doesn't believe it, and it's a little skeptical despite Superman as a safeguard.

After all, no matter how powerful the contractor is, it also depends on the strength of the participants themselves.

If Strange is eliminated, Luke can't go on.

"I'm just a friendly reminder, I don't want you to miss an opportunity to make a fortune."

Luke pouted and said with a relaxed expression.

"Okay, trust you once!"

Rocket Raccoon gritted his teeth and decided to bet on a wave of unpopularity.

Win the villa by the sea, lose... it can only go to the sea by itself.

This seemingly backward planet seems to have many ignorant women who like to sell cute pets.

Strange, who was still playing, was completely unaware of his mates and was betting on the dog.

He did his best to stimulate the light of his own soul.

The dazzling colors mixed with red and white overwhelmed the magic furnace in an instant.

Those screeching thought maggots crowded in like crazy.

Just like a hungry ghost sees delicious food, and Seba sees astringent pictures.

An endless stream of thought maggots engulfed Strange as if to eat him.

"Really determined."

Luke on the sidelines clapped his hands, but did not show regret like the others.

"It's settled."