Shadow of the Beautiful World

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It's that narrow canyon again, and this weird hell.

This is the second time Master Mage has come to this place, this time also coming as the supreme messenger.

Although it is considered blasphemous at the Karma Taj to arbitrarily suppose the supreme mind, at this moment, the mage Wang, who is full of flesh and has a very good temper, still can’t help raising a suspicion again. .

The relationship between Supreme Master and Lord Raven is absolutely extraordinary.

There is a secret between them.

But the age and experience of the two are really too bad...

Could it be that the nonsense rumors circulating among high-level mages are true?

This raven lord who dominates hell, is actually the descendant of the supreme supreme blood left in the world?

Or more terrifyingly, that young-looking maharajah is actually the supreme biological son?

This...

No way?

"I feel like you are thinking about something unusually rude, Master Wang."

The ravenous voice of Lord Raven awakened the thinking king, and he immediately put away his thoughts.

But late.

Facing the vanity king who can listen to the soul, at the moment of meeting, Merlin already knew some ideas in the heart of this fat mage.

He hovered in the canyon behind the king, shrouded in the haze of the wasteland hell, he mildly explained:

"There is no special relationship between me and Supreme Supreme. She does have a "son", but I don’t have that honor. And that Supreme is a person worthy of respect. She has given me a lot of help.. ."

Merlin looked at the king who turned around and lowered his head. He said:

"I don't want to hear such derogatory speculation again..."

"Ok."

Wang Qingsheng said:

"Soon, this nonsense rumor will disappear, I promise."

"I believe in your guarantee."

Lord Raven looked at Master Karma Taj in front of him, and there was a flash of surprise in his blue eyes. He said:

"In just a few days, Wang, your magic has entered a new level, so are you also one of the candidates for Kama Taj?"

"Yes, 2 days ago, I got the second coat of arms."

Wang was very humble and said with grace:

"But my brothers and sisters are much better than me, I just got a little better luck."

"I like people like you who are not arrogant."

Melin's mild answer to:

"It seems that my previous judgment was wrong. The Supreme Master is very good at educating disciples. She taught you well."

"If Master Modu is as talented and persistent as you, maybe the next Supreme Master will still be born in the inheritance of Kama Taj."

"Brother Modu is much better than me."

Wang Qingsheng replied:

"He is the most outstanding disciple of the Supreme Supreme, at least for now. Your Excellency, I will give you this by the Supreme Order."

The fat mage raised his hand and handed the last three-eye coat of arms to Merlin.

He explained:

"Supreme Supreme said that the last candidate has been born, he is in New York, in Manhattan, his name is..."

"Steven Strange."

Merlin took the badge, and he revealed the answer before Wang said that name.

This made Wang surprised to look up at Merlin.

Wang can guarantee that at that moment, his heart was protected by magic. Even the Raven Lord could not hear his inner thoughts, but why would he know the name?

Can he predict the future?

Or that he has been paying attention to that dunya?

"Don't be surprised, Wang."

Merlin held the insignia in his hand, he said:

"I can't see through the future, I just have more channels to get information recently."

"Please go back and tell the Supreme Supreme, I will examine Stephen Strange, if he is indeed eligible to be the last candidate, then I will give him the badge."

"But I have a question."

Merlin looked at the king and he said:

"Regarding Strange's education, he is a mortal who has never been exposed to magic. At this time, it is not more than half a year before the opening of the Supreme Masters Battle. Then during this half year, he is going to be trained at Kama Taj ?still is..."

"You are here."

Wang replied:

"Supreme Supreme has specifically told her that she may not have time to accept a new disciple in the past six months."

"In addition, the Supreme asked me to tell you that in the next time, she will do her best to maintain the order of the earth until the birth of the next Supreme Master.

Merlin nodded.

He knew what the Supreme Master meant by this sentence.

Now that the Supreme Master Battle has entered its final preparations, the next Supreme Master is about to be born.

Then Gu Yi’s illusion does not need to retain power. As long as Merlin needs it, she can participate in Merlin’s subsequent operations as a combat force at any time.

"But...please reply to the Supreme Supreme for me."

Merlin said to Wang:

"Please don't interfere with the order of this world. In the next period of time, there will be some'changes' in this world that I like to see."

"If I really need help, I will contact her."

Wang didn't understand the hidden meaning in Meilin's words, which in his view was a word without a head.

But considering the strange relationship between the raven and the supreme supreme, this is probably a mystery that only the two of them know.

Wang did not ask any more. He nodded and took a step back. He said again:

"The Supreme also asked me to inform you that the rules of the Supreme Master's battle will be slightly'changed', but this has nothing to do with you, she will handle it."

After that, in the emergence of the golden streamer portal, he disappeared into this **** dimension.

After watching Wang disappear, Merlin glanced at the badge in his hand.

He shook his head. Between the hands and dancing, a comic appeared in his hands. The pages of the comics were automatic without wind. After turning a few pages, Merlin stared at the picture of the comic and said softly:

"Steven Strange... In six months, can you really grow up to the point where you can fight Dum?"

"You, do you really have this qualification?"

"There are so-called rule changes, what does this mean?"

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The world in front of Strange is very chaotic.

A second before he was still in the speeding sports car, facing the mad frost beast, the shadow of death enveloped him, and his heart was desperate.

But a second later, he appeared in a strange desert. Between the rainstorms, he saw a warhammer falling from the sky, wrapped in an endless blue arc.

Donald, who had lost his breath, lay in the cold muddy water, and the flashing hammer of thunder was suspended on Donald... no, suspended on Thor's chest.

The hiss of birds rang in his ears, and if there was nothing, it was like an illusory shadow.

He tried his best to run through the constantly changing pictures, but no matter where he went, the shadow of the birds flying in the sky that day always enveloped his body.

"what!"

Doctor Strange screamed.

He opened his eyes.

At the sight, there is a secluded garden. He is sitting at a loss on the white wooden chair, in front of him is a prototype small table, which is scented with tea cups.

The lawn beneath him was covered with weird yellow leaves, and the warm sunlight shone from the sky above, and shone on him.

And the weird tree behind him, whose branches are intertwined and entangled into a canopy, black, like a scorched, weird big tree covered with dark red vines.

In the twisted tree shadow, Dr. Strange raised his head.

He saw the man sitting opposite him.

A man with a quiet and mysterious atmosphere, black hair scattered on his shoulders, wearing a strange black robe, sitting in another chair, holding a tea cup in his left hand, but a book in his right hand...

comic book?

And it’s the kind of comic book that kids love to read.

This style...

It's kind of weird.

Strange felt that the man was familiar to him. He frowned and stared at his face. After a while, he recognized the man's identity.

Merlin Riley, the deputy director of the defunct SHIELD, was said to have saved New York from the great chaos a year ago and tens of millions of people across the east coast.

Do not...

wrong!

He is not just an agent!

Those weird memories came to Dr. Strange's mind. He remembered the scene where Merlin appeared beside him on that cold rainy night, and the magic wand and the shining white light.

He is still a wizard!

A powerful wizard who side by side with Thor Thor, easily dismissed the evil knight.

"Yes, I'm a wizard."

Merlin placed the teacup in his hand on the table. He looked at the manga in his hand without lifting his head, almost pressing the doubt that emerged in Strange's heart.

He answered softly:

"I sealed your memory. Ordinary people should not intervene too deeply in the magic world. I have asked your opinion and you are willing to let me seal your memory."

"Because you were an incurable materialist at the time, you did not believe in the existence of any fantasy power."

"You use your meager knowledge to build a high wall for your life, try to explain in a way to see through the leopard, try to understand the real world..."

"But after you see the burning skull and the **** holding the hammer, you can't accept it."

"Your world is almost collapsed, so you are eager to forget those "unscientific" pictures in order to retain your normal will and save your normal life."

Speaking of which, Merlin raised his head.

His blue eyes stared at the dazed soul in front of him, he said:

"You are eager to see the truth, you have been pursuing higher medical technology all your life, you have opened a hole in the wall of reality, trying to touch the future with this."

"You had the opportunity to turn that hole into a real door, but unfortunately, the opportunity was right in front of you at that time, facing the door to the new world, you chose to give up and turned back to the world of normal people. "

"But this world has always been so generous to talented people, and you have a second chance."

"Steven Strange..."

Merlin put together the comic book in his hand, he seriously asked:

"Let me ask you, what is true in your eyes?"

"where am I?"

Doctor Strange didn't understand Merlin's question at all, nor did he follow the answer.

Instead, he looked left and right, his eyes stayed on the gorgeous, somewhat incredible golden castle beside them for a few seconds, and then on the streamer wall at the end of the garden.

He says:

"It shouldn't be the real world here? Am I in a weird magical enchantment or fantasy story? Is this a adventure? Wait, I remember...my car was destroyed, am I dead? "

"Here is hell? How about Palmer? Is she okay?"

Strange asked many, many questions like a blast.

Merlin was disappointed.

The answer he wanted was not a series of rhetorical questions.

Ok...

In the face of emergencies, this guy is not calm, just like ordinary people's thinking, unable to control their excess curiosity, and completely unable to pay attention to the focus of the problem.

It is impossible to extract really useful information directly from Merlin’s series of prompts.

He didn't fit the foundation of being a good spellcaster, nor did he show more desire for magic.

Even if the sealed memory has been restored, he is obviously still immersed in his past life. If he can, this guy will definitely turn around and leave.

But the magic affinity is really good...

Compared with Billy Batterson, it does not succeed, it is a rare magical physique in humans, but that's it.

He has lived as an ordinary man for more than 30 years. Even a piece of uncut jade, in ordinary life, has exhausted all possibilities and turned into a stubborn stone.

However, Merlin did not deny Strange's future.

Because he himself had only been exposed to magic since he was an adult, if he can become a great wizard, then Strange is also likely to recover his lost talents.

But the problem is that there is not much time left for him.

"This is the dream world."

Merlin answered Strange's questions softly. He said in the order he asked:

"This is not an adventure, a lady I respect is willing to give you an extraordinary chance to be holy, I came for this."

"And, you are not dead yet, but you did have an unexpected disaster."

"Your body is lying in the treatment cabin of the Baxter Building in a severely injured state. The ribs are almost comminuted fractures. The internal organs are bleeding. With a strong concussion, the left eye is almost blind, but there is a possibility of recovery. "

Merlin said slowly:

"But for your career, the worst thing is the injury of your hands, fingers and bones. Judging by my shallow medical knowledge, even if you finally get injured, don't think of picking up a scalpel."

"In the end, Dr. Palmer Christine was standing 3.7 meters away from your treatment room. She had just received a simple trauma treatment and recovered from a coma."

"But she doesn't care about her pain, she is praying for you."

"Is that so?"

Strange seems to be mentally prepared for his situation.

He didn't show a gesture of too much consternation, he was just very sad, and despair grew in him.

He believed in Merlin's judgment.

He can no longer be a doctor, all his past has drawn a line with him in a disaster, his honor, his proud hands, his future, everything has become dim.

After despair comes panic, panic accompanied by anger, hysterics, and a daze about the future.

He is being swallowed by his own negative emotions.

"Snapped"

The sound of fingers knocking on the table awakened Strange from his crankiness.

He raised his head and looked at Merlin's eyes.

The latter put something on the table and pushed towards Strange.

The lord said softly:

"I have a little suggestion about your career plan, Stephen Strange."

"Don't be a doctor..."

"Change to be a mage."

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