After Strange became a contestant, he stayed in the mysterious house to learn magic knowledge.
He was allowed to leave the Mysterious House a while ago, so he is not very clear about the current alliance between the contestants. In fact, there are not many communications between the current seven contestants.
For example, Dum's "inspection".
Except for Strange, almost every contestant has been "harassed" by Doom.
The king, who has a very strange style, has his own set of logic and ideas. He does not agree that the weak are qualified to compete with him, but fortunately, the contestants selected by Merlin have their own means.
Even Hermione, who looks like she is not visible and leaking, has a powerful hero like Artoria.
When Doom visited her estate in Yorkshire one day, Artoria proved Hermione's qualification with a powerful "light cannon".
"He hasn't come to you yet, but I guess it's going to be soon."
In a mountain estate outside Bucharest, beside the burning fireplace, Hermione and Strange sat opposite each other.
The witch gracefully stirred the coffee in her hand, and the fire shone on her face with a chic halo.
She said to the silent wild mage:
"I'm not underestimating you, but Stephen, once Doom appears in front of you, relying on your current strength and combat experience, you have a great chance of becoming the first person to be eliminated before the competition begins."
"You need help, I think, my brother asked you to come to Europe, not only to ask you to find the Watum wand, he is most likely hinting at you to find a helper."
Strange looked at the burning flames in front of him, and he was thinking.
He actually didn't have much thought about the throne of the Supreme Master.
His family knows his family affairs, and he does not have the ability to compete with those powerful opponents. Even Merlin himself said that he does not expect Strange to win.
As long as he can survive to the end of the battle and prove his potential is enough.
But now, there is a contestant who is very likely to remove him from the contestants before the competition begins.
This is too arrogant.
And once it is really removed, it would be too embarrassing.
"Is this kind of thing in line with the rules?"
Strange looked at Hermione and asked:
"Isn't there any 'player protection' mechanism or something?"
"Dum has harassed all contestants except you."
Hermione, who had her head wrapped around, took a sip of coffee and she whispered:
"But neither the brother nor the Supreme Master came forward to stop him, which shows that they thought Dum's behavior was harmless... Of course, I know you are still hesitating about another thing. You must be curious whether "alliance" is also in line with the rules."
"I can tell you bluntly that alliances are allowed."
The witch put down the coffee cup, she reached out and used her magic to outline a three-eyed secret art rune of Kama Taj in front of the two of them, she said:
"Among the 7 contestants, Modu and Wang from Kamataj are born allies. They all play on behalf of Kamataj. They are an alliance relationship, which means that other contestants can also form a system similar to them."
"But Doum is too powerful, Shazam is too... simple, Wanda is too withdrawn, they don't need it, or they don't want to form an alliance."
Hermione sighed and said:
"I also thought I had to go out alone, but after I heard that you joined, I had the idea of ​​forming an alliance."
"I have another question."
Strange leaned against the chair, and he was quite relaxed. Although his emotional intelligence may be a little lower, he could become a top neurosurgeon. Strange's IQ was absolutely nothing to say.
He looked at Hermione and he asked seriously:
"Why do you think I can help you? The gap between me and you is too big. I think I am a burden."
"Because of brother."
Hermione is also very candid.
She didn't say those lies that comforted Strange, she said bluntly:
"If you are really a person without potential and hopeless person, then your brother will not allow you to join the battle. Since he has given you the qualifications of the contestants, it means that you must have the traits that attract him, making him feel that you have the qualifications."
"Although I haven't seen what your traits are yet, I believe my brother's observation ability, you will not be a burden."
"Besides."
Hermione's fingers were placed on the mechanical sword around her waist, and she said:
"The concept of the weak is relative. Compared to others, I am also a weak person. My chances are quite slim, but I have already obtained this opportunity to reach the supreme. I am really unwilling to give it if I don't try it."
"If the weak want to win, they must unite and absorb every point of power that can be used."
She looked at Strange, who lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something.
The witch did not bother the wild mage, and the whole hall was quiet, with only the peeling sound of the fireplace burning. After several minutes, Hermione reached out to pick up a document from the table next to her.
She handed the document to Strange, she said:
"It's too difficult to find a hidden black wizard in Romania. This is their home court, and over the past few hundred years, this place has been mixed with fish and dragons, and has formed a unique system."
"But luckily, although the Romanian Ministry of Magic has been unable to clear those shadows, they are considered a major force in this place."
"The information about the black wizard who stole his other half of Watum's scepter is here. There is not much, but it is enough for you to recognize who your opponent is."
"This, even if I give you the first gift, whether you want to accept my invitation or not, I am happy to see you become stronger."
The wild mage glanced at Hermione and then looked at the documents she handed over.
He hesitated for a moment and reached for it.
Amid the burning fire in the fireplace, Strange opened the document, and looked at the information about the thief, who had formed a secret small group locally.
He knew very well the purpose of Hermione giving the document to him.
Obviously, it is not impossible to reap the wand by Strange alone, but it will definitely take a lot of precious time. The more time he wastes here, the less time he will leave for him to continue to grow.
At the moment when the Battle for Supreme Mage is about to begin, every day is very important to Strange.
"Okay, I'll be in an alliance with you."
The wild mage finally made up his mind.
Just as Hermione said, it has reached this point. Although the hope is slim, it is really unwilling to give in if he doesn't fight. There is also a direct threat from the "harassister" Dumm.
He really needs help.
"very good!"
Hermione's cold face finally had a smile. She stood up, picked up a cloak from the table and threw it to Strange.
She said:
"Then let's go."
"Um?"
The wild mage looked at Hermione in surprise. He looked at the cloak of special material in his hand, and then looked out the window at the dark night in the early morning. He asked:
"Where to go at this time?"
"Of course I'm going to help you grab your wand!"
Hermione held the hilt of the mechanical long sword buckled on her belt and said to Strange:
"Skaha has locked in the place where the black wizard hides. You and me go there, as well as Artoria and Brenshild. The five of us are united, enough to regain the other half of the Watum wand."
"etc!"
Strange stood up, he felt his mind be confused, he looked at Hermione with a weird expression, and he said:
"Skaha, Brenheld... are these your heroic spirits?"
"Yes, heroes have special rank classifications, and different ranks represent different magic conversion methods."
Hermione explained that she didn't care much about it:
"With my current magic control ability, although I can guarantee to summon multiple heroes at the same time, there can only be one in each rank. If I am lucky enough to break through the shackles of mortals and enter a higher level, I may be able to break through this limitation."
"Then tell me all this?"
Strange brought a hood that could cover up the breath. He glanced at the raven pattern on the corner of the hood, and said:
"Isn't this your trump card, the secret behind the box?"
"Allies should exchange information with each other."
The witch pushed open the door and got into the classic car driven by Artoria. She said to Strange beside her:
"What's more, what I told you is not a trump card. Do you know how many heroes I have?"
Hermione smiled and she said:
"Heroic Spirits, this is not a joke."
A few minutes later, on the way to the city, Artoria, who was in charge of driving, suddenly turned back and said to Hermione:
"Hermione, Skaha has heard news that she discovered something strange while monitoring the black wizard."
"Hmm? What's the matter?"
Hermione frowned.
Like Merlin, she doesn't like this kind of unexpected surprise.
"She saw His Excellency Merlin's sister, Laura, who was chased by a group of people in the city, and seemed to have been intercepted."
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Hermione narrowed her eyes, she glanced at Strange beside her, and after a few seconds, she spoke:
“Give up the mission.”
"Let Skaha go and track Laura and inform us of the location, and we'll help!"
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The little wolf girl Laura is running in the city in the dark.
She quickly avoided the street lights below and rushed to the roof higher in a few jumps.
The black combat uniform of the little wolf girl was already stained with blood, but because the wound could heal, it just looked bad on the surface, but there was a hideous wound on her abdomen, which could not heal.
It's like there is some special force that prevents self-healing from taking effect.
Laura's face was also stained with blood. She grabbed the demon sword in her left hand and a silver-white claw blade popped out with her right hand. She ran with her head down and did not look back.
You don't need to see it.
There must be many pursuers behind it, and they are all mutants with self-healing factors just like her.
After Matt's birthday party, this girl was sent to Europe to study and hunt together with Wolverine Logan. Everything was normal.
But a few hours ago, Laura, who had insomnia, accidentally broke a terrifying secret...
This caused her to be killed.
The request for help was blocked, and any door leading to the mysterious house could not be opened. She was trapped in this hazy city. Unless she escaped from the city, the pursuit would never stop.
"Bang"
While the little wolf girl was running like a ninja, a low gunshot rang out in the night, and the sound of the large-caliber sniper rifle was like thunder.
The keen beast perception made the little wolf girl stop suddenly, roll forward with a short body, and narrowly avoid the bullet hitting her head. But the next moment, in front of her sight, a familiar figure also climbed over the roof.
A trace of despair flashed in Laura's eyes.
She stopped running away and held the demon sword in her hands that burst out with red halo in the night.
There is nowhere to escape.
Only fight to the death.
"Bang, bang, bang"
The pursuers behind him also fell into the roof behind Laura, and a circle of encirclement had been formed.
In the strange sound of the sharp blade breaking through the body, bone spurs of various shapes appeared on those guys' fists, which meant that their bloodlines all came from the same source.
"Laura, my daughter, why should I run away?"
In front of Laura, Logan, wearing the iconic Wolverine uniform, was wearing the yellow bat-like eye mask.
He walked forward relaxedly, and in the movement of the six steel claws poking out of the flesh and blood, he said in a hoarse voice:
"The ancestor wolf is calling, don't you feel the wildness awakened in your bloodline? Come on, join us."
Laura grabbed the blade. When Logan approached her 5 meters, the little wolf girl let out a shrill battle cry, like a rotating and jumping knife wheel, slashing the demon blade in her hand and the claws on her arms and feet frantically at Logan.
The latter did not dodge or avoid, allowing the sharp claws to pierce the body, but the two fists were staggered and knocked on Laura's fingers holding the knife, cutting off the little wolf's five fingers.
As the blood was dissipating, the dark red demon sword buzzed, rotated several times in the air, and inserted it at Logan's feet.
"Bang"
Wolverine, who was covered in blood, raised her kick and kicked Laura out.
The latter stretched his body in the air, landing steadily on the roof like a predatory female wolf. She raised her head and saw Logan grab the demon sword at his hand and waved it a few times in the air.
He moved his neck, raised his fingers and gently rubbed his blade. He looked at the little wolf girl and said:
"If you don't know the truth, the next step will be more than just 'a little pain'. This knife can kill me or you... You should be very clear."
Facing this threat, Laura's reaction was simple.
She lowered her body, put her hands beside her, and her fingers that had been healed were moving. The steel claws on her hands and feet emitted a cold light under the moonlight.
She is the Riley's child.
My brother never taught her to surrender...
"Okay, I don't know how to politely!"
Logan gritted his teeth irritably. Wolverine held the knife in both hands, just like a real warrior. He looked at Laura in front of him, and then at the shadows of the hunters around him.
He shouted:
"Don't stand there! Come together!"
"Kill her!"
ps:
Chapter completed!