Mulgore Hotel in Marvel

"What is Cauvus busy with recently?" The Punisher rarely wanted to go back to the hotel to rest for a few days. He walked around the hotel twice, but did not see Cauvus, nor did he see Beria, who was always with him. you. All I saw was Stephen Strange lying on the counter drinking with nothing to do.

"Going on vacation to a new dimension!"

Strange pointed at the counter, "If you want to drink, get it yourself. There should be what you want."

Uncle Punishment walked into the counter with ease, took a bottle of his favorite Mulgore liquor, then bit off the cap with his teeth, and took two sips, "What did you just say? New dimension?"

"You can understand it as a nascent civilization that is still using sticks and swords as its mainstream weapons."

"Does that mean..." Frank thought for a moment and took out a cigar from his pocket, "If I bring a group of mercenaries over there, I can dominate the world?"

"If you have unlimited ammunition, you might have a chance!" Strange snapped his fingers, and a bunch of flames rose and swayed in the air. Frank tilted his head and looked at it for a while, then put his cigar on the flame and lit it. Smoke rose.

"You mean...in addition to swords and clubs, there are people in that world who can use magic like you?" How shrewd Frank is? Doctor Strange made a small movement, and he immediately understood the meaning.

"Yes, yes..." Strange smiled slightly conceitedly, "But it's still at a very early stage."

Frank nodded thoughtfully, raised his head and asked, "Then what are you doing here?"

Strange raised the wine glass in his hand and gave an answer that Uncle Punishment didn't expect.

"As you can see, Cauus's wine is not available anywhere else..."

The answer made Frank Custer laugh and raise his bottle.

"cheers!"

In another dimension, when a well-dressed middle-aged gentleman stepped out of the air, Kaous and Belial did not even change their eating postures, nor even turned their heads.

The middle-aged gentleman took off his hat, bowed slightly to greet the two, and then calmly said to the girl: "Alice, come to me!"

The panicked half-elf girl held up her skirt and ran towards the middle-aged man. With every step she took, her pointed ears shortened a little. By the time she ran behind the middle-aged man, her appearance had completely returned to normal.

"dad……"

The middle-aged man touched his daughter's little head, smiled and nodded.

When his eyes turned to Kaus and Belial again, his expression gradually became grim.

"I am Christopher Wren, the Duke of Wellington and a professor at Gresham College. May I ask..."

"Why are you asking so many questions?" Kausu finally raised his head and glanced at the old knight, "You are a professor at the college. What are you responsible for teaching? Air magic?"

"On the contrary!" replied Sir Wren, "I teach astronomy!"

"Astronomy?" Belial also raised his head, "Does this universe still need astronomy? A central black hole, hundreds of stars, and less than 10,000 planets... Close your eyes and draw a few strokes with a pen It’s over.”

"Even if there is only one planetary system in the entire universe, astronomy is still useful!" Sir Ren's expression was even more solemn. "From what you two mean, you come from another..." He hesitated for a moment, seeming to be looking for the right one. The phrasing, "from another world?"

"That's about it!" Kausu was very satisfied that the other party was an understanding person. He pointed to the food on the table and said, "Let's eat something together?"

Sir Renn hesitated for a moment and then said, "Two distinguished guests, I just..."

"You are qualified!" Kausi said with a chuckle, "Sir Renn, maybe you should change your name."

"——Mr. Half-elf Magister?"

The frank conversation between the two made the girl Alice's eyes widen in shock.

She never thought that her identity would be so special; and her respected father, whom she lived with day and night, suddenly became extremely mysterious.

Jazz smiled at his daughter, and then sat opposite Kaus and Belial.

"Why did you let that four-winged angel go?"

"I'm not interested in being used as a pawn, a thug, or anything else. As long as that angel doesn't take the initiative to attack me, I'm not interested in killing people randomly."

Cauvus smacked his lips and asked curiously: "How long can a magister last if he encounters a four-winged angel?"

Sir Renn suddenly laughed and held out a finger.

"one day?"

"One hour?"

"Is it one minute?"

Jazz shook his head every time he asked.

"One second!" Sir Renn smiled happily, "There are rumors in the clan that only a pure-blooded elf saint wizard can fight against a four-winged angel; if it is a six-winged angel, at least one high-ranking elf user of this department is needed. !”

Kausu raised his brows and couldn't help but whistle.

"I wonder if you have ever seen a competition between high-level magicians? The difference is more than one level, and the magic competition will determine the outcome in an instant."

Kaus understands this.

The real high-level magic is not like what is described in novels or games. You throw a fireball over, and I throw an ice bullet over. When both sides are at about the same level, they can still be in a stalemate for a while. But the difference in strength is too big, and often a flash of brilliance can separate life and death between the two sides.

Kaus has seen the most powerful magician, like Strange, unless he is ready to release a super-level magic with an extremely long forward swing, otherwise he can blow up a group of interstellar battleships with a single reading.

Just when Causs and the Magister were having a very good chat, Ka Beier also received strong reinforcements.

"Jasbel, if you come to help me, I will be happy to welcome you with open arms."

"If you want to make fun of me - we haven't fought against each other for three thousand years, I am willing to give it a try. How powerful is the legendary Tempting Angel, who has the highest rank among the guarding angels?"

A girl in a white dress slowly walked in.

As long as anyone sees her, the first thought must be: "This must be the most noble woman in the world!"

Underneath her mesmerizingly delicate face, is her fair-skinned skin. Her long skirt cannot hide her curvaceous figure, and her pair of mist-like blue eyes are so deep that one can unknowingly fall into infinity. of abyss.

She walked step by step like this, her whole person exuding a sacred and inviolable aura. It is this aura, coupled with her smile that is too beautiful to be described in words, that constitutes her unique charming temperament.

The angel of temptation, Jasbel, is one of the twenty-three near-gods in the sequence of light.

"At this time, I will not provoke a kitten that is about to explode!"

Jasbel opened her red lips lightly, and her voice was as clear and sweet as iceberg springs. She chuckled and said, "The twelve guards who cooperated with you in carrying out the mission are dead. Sky City thought this was a bad signal, so let me see See if there is something wrong."

"Except for a few superiors, who can give orders to the Tempting Angels? As far as I know, the Seraphs are busy with more important things." Cocabell smiled disdainfully, "Maybe some people I'm bored and want to have some fun, that's the truth of the matter, right?"

Jasbel didn't answer, just smiled softly.

"Who is the enemy?"

But Kabeier stared at Yasbel for a long time, making sure that she didn't mean to make fun of her. Then he stood up and invited his companion who came from the Sky City to sit down.

"Found it!" She rubbed her brows in distress, "I have connected all the crosses in the city, and it's easy to find traces of this person. But I can't do anything about him!"

"At a loss?"

This pair of plastic sisters had been arguing for half their lives. Yasbel knew exactly what level of strength the other party had. But Yasbel was still a little surprised to see Cocabell in such distress.

A row of light and shadow unfolded in front of Jasbel, and each scene reflected Kausi's actions.

"Well……"

Jasbel blinked his beautiful big eyes, "Is he your enemy?"