The king didn't understand what this operation was, and wondered whether Strange and Casillas had offended the Supreme Mage. Otherwise, the Supreme Mage would stay up early and late, and would have to call the two over and sleep in front of them...
…
This is the rhythm for wearing little shoes!
But what does this have to do with me?
Recalling the repeated instructions given by the Supreme Mage's assistant of the previous generation, the king looked at his nose and nose, and walked out of the pavilion expressionlessly. He said to Strange and Casilla who were standing obediently: "The Supreme Mage asked you to wait where you are. He
You need to rest for five hours first.”
"..."x2
There was no need for Wang to convey it. The two of them had heard it before. There was something inaudible in a pavilion, just a few steps away.
Strange was very puzzled. He didn't understand where the Supreme Mage had gone wrong. If he had nothing to do and wanted to entertain him, could he change the time?
He recently borrowed a precious classic from the second floor of the library. He read it like a book and was fascinated by it. He became addicted to books and felt uncomfortable all over.
Casillas' thoughts are much simpler, envious, jealous, and sour.
The Supreme Mage has such a big arrogance that he has to have an assistant to deliver messages within a few steps. He imagines that one day he will become the Supreme Mage, and his arrogance will be even bigger.
An hour passed!
The king's face was expressionless, Strange was restless and restless, and Casillas was as motionless as an old dog.
Russell took in the expressions of the three of them, stretched and stood up: "Casillas, you have nothing to do here, go down!"
"..."
Casillas' eyes twitched, he bowed and bowed and left, swearing that he would be even more arrogant as the Supreme Mage in the future.
This is not a daydream, but some time ago, Dormammu offered incense to the Lord of the Dark Dimension. Dormammu asked him to wait for a while. The plan against the Supreme Mage has been laid out and will be implemented in the near future.
The boss promised that after killing the Supreme Mage, Casillas would be the master of Karma Taj.
With the new trend surging, Casillas decided to offer incense to the boss again and asked for details on the progress of the plan. If there was a lack of a leader, he would not be vague.
"Supreme Master, do you have any teachings?"
Strange asked politely, just wanting to make a quick decision and go back to reading.
"Are you in a hurry?"
"No, there is just a precious classic, and there is a time limit for borrowing it, so..."
"Strange, your desire to learn is valuable, but remember not to put the cart before the horse. No mage can learn by relying on reading..."
Russell said earnestly: "Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. Reading alone will not make you a great mage. Do you understand?"
Strange: "..."
You told me last time that knowledge is power. If you read thousands of volumes, write with dexterity, and wait until there are no more exercises to do, you will be a qualified mage!
"I'm asking you something, do you understand?"
"I understand, everything the Supreme Mage said is right."
Strange didn't want to cause trouble and chose to forget what Russell had said before.
Wang told him a lot of gossip. For example, the two generations of supreme mages often had suffocating operations. At this time, they must not refute or expose them.
Because if you and the Supreme Master lay out the facts and reason, the Supreme Master will let you experience firsthand what "reason" means!
These are Master Ding Yi's words of experience. Wang has always taken them as a warning. After getting to know Strange, he revealed to him Kama Taj's way of survival.
"Don't be in a hurry about reading. I heard that you have been addicted to magic props recently and have lost your previous enthusiasm for practicing spells and spells. Is this true?"
"I can't say I'm addicted. I just feel that the battle between mages is extremely dangerous. Even powerful mages don't dare to say that they are guaranteed to win when faced with endless weird magics."
Strange said eloquently: "As a beginner, I should make more use of props that can increase my own strength."
A battle between mages, minus the fancy special effects, is roughly equivalent to an unruled fighting match.
At this time, the key to determining victory or defeat is nothing more than physical strength and the props you carry with you.
Especially props. If a child holds a pistol, even if he doesn't know how to shoot, the world champion will have to take a detour when he sees it.
Strange practiced it himself and used props to defeat many seniors who had studied at Kamal Taj for many years. His confidence increased greatly and he became more determined on his own path.
Russell nodded: "Here are a few things for you. They are the relics of Master Gu Yi. As his disciple, you should inherit these props."
The master leads the door to practice, and everyone has his or her own path. Russell will not interfere with Strange's choice, after all...
That's what the Ancient One should worry about.
In fact, in Russell's view, there was nothing wrong with Strange's choice.
Magic in the Marvel world is mainly divided into magic and black magic, which are created by countless wizards or demons. They are registered as trademarks and spread around the world. Later comers can borrow and use them by paying a certain copyright fee.
In other words, there is a price to pay for performing magic. If you don't pay a favor, your eyes will see it and your brain will learn it, but your hands and feet will still not be able to perform it.
Magic manifests itself in reality and manifests itself in the form of superpowers, such as illusions, flight, defense, teleportation, etc., which are very different from the magic imagined by ordinary people.
Whether it is used directly for attack and defense, or for buffs such as aura curse, there is a price to be paid for using magic. For latecomers, this is no longer called magic, but paying for power.
Strange's use of magic props shows that he has seen through the nature of magic and has a strong desire to survive, which is a good thing.
"Supreme Mage, can you tell me what it is?"
Strange raised his eyebrows. If it wasn't something he was interested in, he would rather go back to reading.
"The things are placed on the third floor of the library. It used to be Master Gu Yi's territory, but now it is my territory. You can look through the utility room. If there are any magic books or props that respond to you, that's it."
Strange: "..."
As a mature Kama Taj mage, he didn't hear a word of what he shouldn't have heard. He only knew that there were magic books and props left by Ancient One on the third floor.
Strange left in a hurry, and because he had obtained the authority, he successfully entered the private domain of the Supreme Mage of all generations.
Opening the door, there is a huge bust of Russell hanging on the wall opposite.
It was obviously a sketch, but Strange actually saw artistic processing techniques such as polishing, microdermabrasion, face slimming, and big eyes. His heart was shocked and he didn't recover for a long time.
"Calm down, Wang said that all Supreme Mage are like this..."
Strange took two deep breaths and began to search for the so-called utility room in the house. After a while, he found the second portrait, that of the ancient wizard with a white beard.
It has also undergone artistic processing, but I don't know who has subsequently processed this portrait. Wrinkles, smoking poop, and other indescribable secondary processing were added with markers using marker pens.
Strange silently put away the palm-sized portrait. He didn't see anything, and he didn't know about the dirty things between the two generations of Supreme Mage.
Finally, in the storage room that was suspected to be a bathroom remodel, he dug out a few cardboard boxes.
"Hey, this wand looks very period. It should be a good magic prop."
"I like the levitation cloak, but... the red cloak, isn't it too showy?"
"The magic book collected by the ancient master, and the annotations..."
"..."
"The Ax of Angalumus and the Dragon Tooth Sword are so brutal. The ancient mage also used them to fight?"
"Is this... the Eye of Agamotto? Could it be that the owner of this magical weapon is Agamotto, one of the Trinity Weishan Emperors, the legendary mage who was the first to understand the mysteries of the universe?"
"..."
"The Agamotto Orb! The prophecy crystal ball has the ability to peer into the future... It was sealed. Who did it?"
"..."
Strange spent a total of two hours sorting out a series of precious magic props and books, and at the same time he felt that he was worthy of being the Supreme Mage.
The collection of the first generation of supreme mage is very precious, and ordinary mage cannot collect even one or two in his lifetime.
The second generation of the Supreme Mage was even more powerful. Because he was simply unhappy with the previous generation, he abandoned his precious collections like nothing, just found a few broken boxes and threw them in the corner.
"Uh, do I know too much?"
Strange glanced at the portrait on the wall secretly, put the Eye of Agamotto around his neck, held the remaining boxes with the floating cloak, and carried them back to his den.
…
On the other side, Russell watched Strange drag the treasure into the door for retreat, then came to the main hall as usual and put three sticks of incense on Gu Yi's black and white photo.
Some rules and etiquette can be omitted, and some cannot.
For example, when offering incense, the deceased is the most important person, so you cannot slack off at all!
Therefore, as long as he is at Kama Taj, he must burn three sticks of incense every day to express his respect for the ancient master.
"Master Ancient One, according to your last wish, Strange has made clear arrangements for him."
"Time is a bit tight, but it doesn't matter. I have a quick fix, so I won't say any more gossip. You don't need to linger, just go with peace of mind!"
After lighting three sticks of incense, Russell hummed a small tune and left, entering the dark dimension and starting to lay out his plan to dump the blame.
First, he needs a villain and a villain.
The Second Five Guys has Casillas playing his true self, getting zero pay and being on call, so it's not a big problem.
The key is the villain...
There are enough scenes, and Russell really wanted to make a cameo, but he is self-aware and lacks core temperament when playing a villain. No matter how he plays, he gives people a sense of justice as an undercover agent who has broken into the villain's camp.
Therefore, him being the villain will only ruin the script.
Urd walked into the Dark Temple and bowed: "My lord, what are your orders?"
"It's just the right time, I'm just missing you..."
Russell's eyes lit up and he looked at Urd up and down. Seeing that the latter was extremely insecure, he handed over a stack of A4 paper: "Here, your script, remember to memorize the lines."
Urd looked confused, not understanding what his boss was...
Ahem!
She took over the script with a serious face, and when she saw the shameful lines between the lines, she felt bad.
"This, this is... my lord, is there something wrong?"
"Yes, you play the villain!"
Urd: "..."
If I play the villain, then what role does the villain play?