Wizards of the Marvel Universe

In an extremely dim church,

Kasilios pursed his lips tightly, looking very ugly, sitting in the chief seat without saying a word.

The Dormammu believers gathered around him, seeing this scene, were also silent, staring at each other.

After a long time, he gradually woke up from his dazed face, and a pair of vicious pupils surrounded the believers around him.

"Just now, I have received instructions from the true god Dormammu! He ordered us to arrest this person no matter what!"

"No matter life or death!"

This sinister remark was like a storm that swept through the mind, instantly causing a shudder in the hearts of everyone below.

Of course, in the hearts of all the believers, they couldn't help but feel pity for the unlucky guy!

"Who is it? Who has offended Lord Dormammu's great will?"

A lackey mage said flatteringly.

As a disciple who betrayed the Ancient One along with Kasilios, Brent naturally had the honor and courage to ask this question.

Suddenly, a flame emerged from Kasilios' palm.

A slightly childish and handsome face slowly emerged from the flame.

"It's him, his name is Yan Chen! Activate the Supreme Saint Killing Order! All believers, keep an eye out for this man!"

"If you find me, get rid of me immediately! No matter if I live or die!"

"Follow your instructions!"

High and excited words were continuously heard from the Dormammu believers below.

Looking at those pairs of pupils full of religious fanaticism, Kasilios nodded and said with praise,"Go find him for me now!"

As soon as the words fell, one space door after another opened.

The believers in the church began to disappear one after another, ready to find out the guy who dared to offend the will of the evil god from this world!......

As if sensing some kind of intention,

Yan Chen, who was in the bedroom, felt a slight itch in his nose and suddenly yawned.

Who was thinking about him?

""Crack!"

The extremely sticky yolk and white turbid substance suddenly erupted from the eggshell in Yan Chen's hand.

The rhythm was disrupted by this, and the egg in Yan Chen's hand, which was originally intact, suddenly broke again.

"This is already the ninety-ninth time!"

Yan Chen sighed helplessly.

In order to adapt to his violent surge of strength, he needed some time and skills to slowly adapt and master his own strength.

After a period of training, he was able to hold chopsticks, but of course, it was a bit difficult to master the balance of finer strength.

For example, ordinary people can easily hold an egg in their hands.

But now Yan Chen, whose strength has surged,......

But he seemed to have lost this light and agile way.

So he chose to keep kneading the egg like this, slowly regaining the strength......

That's not the point......

Yan Chen touched his chin and fell into deep thought. When ordinary people yawn for no reason, they usually think that someone is thinking about them.

This kind of metaphysics that seems to be unable to withstand scientific scrutiny is difficult to be recognized even in the wizarding world.

But......There is one exception!

That is Hogwarts, where even the old headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall hate it........The professor of divination, Sybill Trelawney.

As a slightly neurotic and unsociable person, if she didn't have the ability to predict accurately, to be honest, she would definitely not be liked by everyone.

Of course.

Yan Chen also held a trace of curiosity and learned a lot from her divination class.

For example, the yawn he yawned just now was indeed caused by a thought that was worried about him.

Moreover, it was a malicious thought.

"Interesting!"

Yan Chen was actually a little interested in this inexplicable malice.

He couldn't help but think of the scene of his last divination.

To be honest, even with his talent, he was still very immature in the very unpopular divination and prophecy. The accuracy of the guessed answers was only 30%.

30% probability of being right, 70% probability of being wrong!

The slightly low hit rate also made Yan Chen seldom do divination. Because you don't know whether the result of divination is right or wrong, but you can be sure that it will bring you a lot of pressure.

It will make you think of the hint in the riddle no matter what you do, so that you will... His mental pressure increased sharply.

Therefore, for Yan Chen, who relied on his strength to crush everything, there was no need to increase his mental pressure so much.

This may be the reason why Dumbledore slightly disliked divination.

Because instead of thinking so much, it is better to get things done down to earth!

But Yan Chen was in the mood.

But he couldn't be stopped!

On the table was a hazy crystal ball and a pair of slightly quaint and old tarot cards, which were given by the professor of divination personally.

This also shows that this neurotic teacher likes Yan Chen, or affirms his talent for divination.

Soon, after a set of rituals was completed.

Yan Chen turned over the tarot cards on the table.

"Behind the fireworks and the extravagance......But it is a pair of black hands reaching out from the abyss......."

He silently said the riddle.

But what he got was his own crisis.

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