The Death Knell

The only difference is that the man who opened the door today did not have dinner in his hand. Instead, he looked at the singing doctor with a smile in his one eye.

When the little song with a strange tune was finished, the other party applauded symbolically and said:

"Get up and talk. Are you sure you want to learn magic?"

"Could it be...that you are?!"

The doctor has been kneeling for a whole day. How can he stand up when his legs are numb? However, his perfectly trimmed mustache was now tilting upward uncontrollably.

The one-eyed man in casual clothes smiled and nodded. The clothes instantly twisted and turned into a black and yellow armor: "Yes, I am the Supreme Mage Deathstroke of the main dimension, the person you are looking for."

Strange sat down on the ground and shook his head in disbelief, as if he had seen something incredible.

His pupils dilated, his hands trembled, and he said in surprise:

"The death knell, is it the death knell I heard about?"

"It seems that you also liked bedtime stories when you were a child. How do you feel now that you have seen your childhood nightmare with your own eyes?"

Su Ming took out a cigarette, lit it and put it into his mouth, looking at the doctor with interest.

Strange's psychological quality was not bad, and he quickly calmed down. He had seen the magical world, and his vision was beyond what he had ever seen before.

These days, I have heard from the residents of Huaxi Village and tourists that the Supreme Mage, as the representative of Mage Bai in the magic world, is an absolutely positive figure. There is no doubt that ordinary people must have misunderstood him in those horrific children's stories in the past!

Without Deathstroke's explanation, Strange's brain figured out the reason for everything. He touched his forehead to the ground and shouted loudly:

"Please ask the Supreme Mage to accept me as your disciple."

"Oh? I thought you wanted to heal your hand." Deathstroke raised an eyebrow, walked out of the door, and casually touched the pony borrowed by the doctor: "Tell me why you changed your mind?"

Strange took a deep breath, hugged Pony's neck and stood up slowly: "I have been kneeling these days, but I have seen many truths that I could not see when I was standing. I want to reform from within. The medical profession was wrong from the beginning. Life, old age, illness and death are all determined by fate. From a mystical perspective, I figured it out."

"It feels like a view you heard from other sorcerers, but you are right about one thing. When power is insufficient, fate is indeed in the hands of other higher beings."

Su Ming nodded pretending to be profound, with a warm smile on his face like Master Gu Yi.

Staranci was affirmed and smiled comfortably. Being praised by the Supreme Master representing Kama Taj, I was finally right! Found the meaning of life!

His nostrils expanded, he gasped for breath, and slowly raised his trembling hands: "So, it doesn't matter if my hands can't be cured, only magic can save the world."

Su Ming scratched his eyebrows and looked at Strange's long horse face.

Good guy, are the people who are cooperating in acting in the village these days overacting? Turning an original materialist into an occult fanatic.

Is this what geniuses have in common, just like Newton who had an epiphany in his later years and wanted to switch to theology?

But this is also a good thing...

"You don't want to be a doctor anymore?" Deathstroke asked with a smile, turned around and walked towards the door.

"If I don't do it anymore, I already have a more ambitious goal, to become a mage, and then be a person who is truly useful to the world!"

Strange answered resolutely. Maybe it was because he was just drinking high-alcohol liquor these days for cheap, so that his emotions even suddenly ignited!

Deathstroke's big hand hooked his shoulder. The armor was not cold, but had a unique warmth.

The doctor didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but for the first time in a long time, he felt that solid arms could be used as support, just like sleeping in his father's arms when he was a child.

The Supreme Master smiled and led him into the mountain gate. In a moment of space transformation, he came to a mountain peak six thousand meters above sea level. The majestic and solemn buildings appeared in front of his eyes, which even moved him to tears.

At this time, the master also said in his ear: "Don't be too ambitious. You have to set a small goal first. Become a useful person to Kamal Taj and me..."

"When you say this, does it mean that I have been accepted?"

Strange was filled with ecstasy in his excitement, and he kept stroking the straps on his back with trembling hands.

"Haha, welcome to Karma Taj, the future secret master." Deathstroke adjusted the strap for him and pinned the wine bottle in his hand on it: "Let's go, I will take you to the banquet hall to meet everyone. , our supper tonight is roasted whole camel."

Strange was so happy that his consciousness was a little blurry, and he didn't remember how the road went. He seemed to be stepping on cotton all the time, and he arrived at the right place.

In the spacious and bright banquet hall, he saw every mage he had seen in the past days, many young apprentices, and even Captain America's mustachioed teammates.

Stephen Strange cast a grateful look at Monaco.

In the past, many people thought that 'Prince Magic' was just a code name to describe his magic. Over the years, perhaps he was the only one who discovered the truth. That magic really means magic!

If I hadn't thought of this, I might not have dared to make the decision to come to Karma Taj, thanks to Monaco.

Of course, I also have to thank the vampire hunter, the black man codenamed Blade.

Monaco noticed this look and suddenly felt a little baffled. He quickly put on some beard wax to calm down the shock, because he suspected that Karma Taj had recruited another pervert like Mordo.

There are many people here that Strange doesn't know.

There is an old man with a long snow-white beard and a happy expression smoking a cigarette; there is a dignified girl holding and stroking an oversized tabby cat; there is also a full-body black cloak, with no face visible and only two balls of blue fire floating in the air. Weird eye socket position.

Deathstroke arranged a seat for him, sitting at the bottom of the apprentices, and then announced the admission of the new apprentices, and introduced the school's teaching staff to the doctor at the banquet.

All kinds of different magic systems and all kinds of truths about the world poured into the mind of this former doctor.

He was so happy. Now it had nothing to do with his hands, but the door to a new world opened before his eyes, about the world, about the true power of the universe!

He is proud to be a member of Kamal Taj!

The banquet came to an end with the gin and secret roasted camel meat being forcibly distributed piece by piece. The mages from 'that village' also performed skits, duets and other shows during the banquet, and everyone was smiling. .

After the song ended, Strange received a few new robes from Master Hamill, as well as a piece of paper with the WIFI password, and happily went to sleep in his new dormitory.

Little did he know that his fate was being arranged by Su Ming.

Deathstroke wants an obedient Doctor Strange, not the troublemaker in the parallel universes of comics, so he needs to be corrected.

"Modo."

"I'm here, Master."

"Staranqi will be yours from tomorrow. Don't let him come into contact with magic yet. Start learning from horse crouching and slashing with a big sword, and let him suffer a little."

"Your will, Master."