Chapter 162 The Supreme Mage is a white-bearded old man or a bald woman
Bay, ferry.
Russell stood on the side of the boat and looked across the sea at Manhattan, New York. He could see numerous high-rise buildings. In addition to the eye-catching Empire State Building, the Statue of Liberty was also vaguely visible.
Manhattan in 1942 was an area with the highest concentration of high-rise buildings in the world at that time, and the economy was also very developed. Because the whole world was at war, the relatively safe geographical location of the American Empire attracted many Europeans to seek refuge, attracting almost the best people in the world.
A group of scientists and technical personnel.
Dr. Erskine is one of them. He is a German scientist and is a colleague of Schmidt. The latter forcibly injected the serum. Erskine's ambition frightened Erskine. He also discovered the disadvantages of the super soldier serum and strengthened it.
At the same time, various indicators of the human body are strengthened, as well as the spirit.
Good people become better and bad people become worse.
As soon as Russell got off the boat, a black car parked in front of him. The man driving the car looked like a gentleman in a suit and tie. It was hard to imagine that he was a Hydra agent.
Russell got into the passenger seat and the car started slowly. Crowds of people laughing and laughing could be seen everywhere on both sides of the street. The peaceful life of singing and dancing did not feel like it was during the Second World War at all.
The car drove for ten minutes and stopped at the entrance of a bar that was not yet open. Russell took out a document from his arms and handed it over like a magic trick.
"Sir, I'm Fred, and I currently work for the State Department." Fred respectfully returned the document to Russell. Schmidt's signature made him dare not take it lightly.
"You don't need to call me sir. My current identity is your personal assistant and bodyguard. Just call me Russell. A more casual attitude will be more real." Russell took the document back and stuffed it into his arms. In the blink of an eye, the bulging documents disappeared.
"Okay, Mr. Russell."
Fred nodded secretly after seeing this, thinking that he was worthy of being the leader's sidekick. He couldn't develop the ability to hide objects with just one hand in ten years.
"By the way, I just arrived here and know nothing about the plan. How far has it progressed now?"
Schmidt regarded Erskine as his close enemy, fearing the emergence of another super soldier, so the assassination plan against Dr. Erskine had already been established. He sent Russell to New York, which was a smooth move. If Russell really planned to betray
, just took the opportunity to clear out a hidden danger around me.
Russell himself also knew that in order to take root within Hydra and dispel Schmidt's doubts, he was determined to obtain the super soldier serum.
"There are some twists and turns, but it does not affect the overall situation!" Fred said confidently: "I met Congressman Brandt through my status as the State Council, and three days later I participated in the super soldier enhancement experiment with him."
Russell frowned: "There are only three days left..."
"Yes, the Strategic Science Corps suddenly announced a secret experiment, and I was very passive." Fred said with a headache. If he had more time, he wouldn't mind handing over the command after Russell got familiar with it. After all, Russell was the person next to Schmidt.
He cannot seize power.
But there were only three days left. If Russell insisted on taking over, it might have the opposite effect. But he did not delegate power and asked Russell to take a three-day trip to New York, and waited for Russell to return to the headquarters to say something bad in front of Schmidt.
His life was not easy.
Fred was very confused. A leader was parachuted in, which made him neither advance nor retreat.
"Fred, don't worry about my face. The leader trusts your ability very much. He sent me here just to get some gold. Everything will go according to the original plan. You are still in charge." Russell was very generous and had no idea of grabbing power.
Fred's chest felt heavy, and he asked tentatively: "Is this... really good?"
Russell's face straightened: "Remember, Fred, it doesn't matter what happens to you or me. It's all for the leader, long live Hydra!"
Fred's face suddenly turned red, his eyes full of enthusiasm: "Yes, long live Hydra!"
"By the way, I can not participate in the plan and be your driver with peace of mind, but there is something I must remind you..." Russell changed the subject and looked directly into Fred's eyes: "The leader doesn't want to see Erskine alive.
Go down, but the sample of the super soldier serum must be brought back, and this cannot be lost."
The difference in spiritual level was reflected in the momentum. Fred looked into Russell's eyes and felt like a sheep being hunted by a lion. He hurriedly expressed his position: "Please rest assured, I will definitely complete the task."
"That's no problem. Let's go. You can tell us your plan on the way and I'll see if there's anything I need to add."
"OK!"
Fred wiped the sweat from his head and looked at Russell squarely for the first time. He didn't dare to hide anything and told his plan in full.
Russell sat in the passenger seat with his eyes closed and listened. Cars from the 1940s were not very fast, and the wide streets of Manhattan were crowded with people, so the speed could not be increased. He was tired from the journey and suddenly felt sleepy when he sat down.
Fred wisely kept his mouth shut and concentrated on driving. At this moment, Russell opened his eyes suddenly.
"Fred, stop the car!"
Tsk!
Fred was startled by the sudden situation and hurriedly stepped on the brakes: "Mr. Russell, what's wrong?"
"Wait for me in the car, I'll go and come back..."
After Russell finished speaking, he opened the car door and walked out. Regardless of Fred's shouts, he disappeared around the corner of the street in a few steps. As the car was driving just now, he noticed the magical atmosphere. To be precise, it was the ripples automatically emitted by the magic circle.
.
It's very light, but it's extremely conspicuous to people with magic power, especially Russell. He just came to Manhattan and didn't notice any trace of magic power along the way, but it was very eye-catching here, so there must be something wrong.
Russell rounded the corner and saw a building with domes on all sides from a distance. It was four stories high and the round window at the top seemed to be some kind of mysterious symbol. The eye-catching building was incompatible with the surroundings, but passers-by noticed it.
I didn't dare to be interested at all, and I didn't even stop to take a look.
“New York Temple!”
Russell's eyes flashed. The sign on the circular window was the 'Eye of Agamotto'. This building that everyone subconsciously ignored was the New York Temple, one of the three major temples.
Russell quickly came to the door of the temple, and paused when he raised his hand to push the door open. His current status was not honorable, and he didn't know if he would be kicked out if he entered rashly.
After hesitating for a moment, Russell pushed the door open and walked in. No mage could resist the temptation of Karma Taj. Especially a half-empty novice like him. Karma Taj stored a large number of magic books and had an amazing amount of knowledge.
, is an upgrade holy place to broaden your horizons.
The main body of the empty hall is decorated in European style. It seems to have a complex structure, but the decoration is very simple. In the center of the hall is a wooden staircase covered with red carpet, which leads directly to the second floor in two rows. The strange thing is that the temple is very quiet, not even a single person is seen.
None can be seen.
"Young man, this is not a place for adventure, and you didn't knock on the door just now, which is very rude."
The voice came from the second floor. Russell looked closely and found an old man in a robe. His white beard reached to his chest and was trimmed into an inverted triangle shape. He was very old and had wrinkles so heavy that he could hardly open his eyes.
"Sorry, I was rude. I noticed the fluctuation of magic power, so I came in to take a look..." Russell bowed slightly, stood up and asked: "Ask this mage, are you the Supreme Mage?"
Russell couldn't detect anything from the other party. He looked like an ordinary old man. But the New York Temple was very important. It was not a university dormitory. It was impossible for an ordinary old man to guard the door. If he couldn't see through it, it only meant that the other party's magical attainments were higher than his.
, or there are magic props to hide the aura, no matter which way, he should be more polite.
"No, I'm not the Supreme Mage, I'm just an old man waiting to retire." The white-bearded old man pointed at his feet: "If you are looking for the Supreme Mage, then I can only say that you have come to the wrong place. This is New York, not Cardiff.
Ma Taj.”
Russell took a deep breath: "Master, where is Kama Taj? The Himalayas or Nepal?"
There is a reason for asking this. If Kamal Taj is in the Himalayas, then the Supreme Master is an old man with a white beard. If Kamal Taj is in Nepal, then the Supreme Master is a female bald head. This is very important. It depends on whether this world is a cartoon or a cartoon.
Movie version.
"I'm sorry, young man, I have no obligation to answer this question. If you really want to know where Kama Taj is, I can only say that some people have been searching for their entire lives and have not found it. Some people are traveling in other places and just find a public toilet.
Got it."
Russell: "..."
This metaphor is really sober and refined, and Kama Taj instantly becomes interesting.
"Okay, young man, the mages are not here today. If you want to clear up your doubts, it would be more appropriate to go to the church two streets away. The priest there is much more professional than me." After the white-bearded old man finished speaking, he shook his head.
gone.
"Wait a moment……"
Russell was determined to catch up, but he ran in place like a ghost beating a wall, never getting close to the stairs. As a result, as soon as he took a step back, the door behind him opened without any warning.
The other party issued an eviction order, and Russell couldn't force his way in. Master Whitebeard's meaning was very obvious. The Supreme Master was not in New York, and he needed to find him himself if he wanted to see the other party.
"I seem to have seen this trick of sincerity and success somewhere..." Russell left the temple, glanced at the door that closed automatically, and said to himself, "I will come back."
"System, use 'Item Card: World Anchor'."
【Ding】
[The host uses the world anchor to permanently locate the world node and can enter this world an unlimited number of times]
The effect of the card is very powerful, but the actual operation is extremely mediocre. There are no magnificent sound effects, no shadow of a giant anchor falling to the ground, and no ripples in the space. It just plainly positions the world. If the system does not prompt, he will
I didn't even know I had succeeded.
"System, can I return to the original world now?"
"No, you must complete the task before you can enter and exit freely."
"It's not a big problem. The main thing is that this time I can stay peacefully for 24 hours..."