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A young man wearing a dark red cloak appeared out of thin air in the library, his steps light and slow as if he were strolling in his own home, while the sword in his hand emitted a fierce dragon's roar.

It was just one sword strike.

The four dark mages, standing close together, fell like wheat harvested in autumn.

Strange was taken aback.

"Doctor, are you alright?"

The boy glanced at him indifferently, his gaze falling on the necklace that shimmered with green light, and in an instant he understood everything.

"hope Nian?"

Strange looked at the boy's face and almost doubted his own eyes.

"Undo the time reversal; it's over," hope Nian reminded him.

"I just learned it, and I don't know how to remove it yet." Strange raised his left hand, which was surrounded by a green halo, and gave a wry smile.

“Like this.” Xinian pointed, and a surge of magical power passed through.

The green halo around Strange's hand dissipated, and the necklace around his neck dimmed as if it had been sealed away again.

Xinian could not affect the Time Gem, but he could influence the magical artifact that stored the gem.

Strange paused for a moment, then looked at hope Nian, belatedly widening his eyes: "You just said that everything outside has been taken care of?"

"Hmm." hope Nian nodded calmly, sheathed the Dragon Fang Sword, and turned to leave the library.

……

ended.

This battle between the mage world and the dark dimension began quickly and ended just as quickly.

The result was devastating, unprecedentedly tragic for Kamar-Taj, which had been hidden for thousands of years!

The three great temples have lost more than half of their mages!

And then there's the passing of the Ancient One, the Sorcerer Supreme who founded the Sanctum to protect Earth...

The Kamar-Taj Shrine is in ruins, in the training ground.

The corpses of sorcerers were covered with white sheets, while the Ancient One, dressed in black, lay on a platform in the open space of the square, surrounded by a group of sorcerers who loved her.

Every surviving monk had tears in their eyes and their faces showed unconcealed grief. Gu Yi was their teacher and family member.

They are their guides, their gods.

Even seeing the Ancient One, who had lost the symbol of life, dozens of sorcerers still could not believe that the supreme being who had protected the Earth for thousands of years would pass away!

The God of Law, Xinian, did not leave. He put away all his divine artifacts and magical implements and stood beside the training ground like an ordinary person.

"Master, is this the life ending you wanted?"

hope whispered.

A thousand years ago on Earth, in an era when humanity's supernatural powers were weak, the Ancient One founded the Sanctuary, absorbing the power of the Dark Dimension to ignite a spark of hope.

She is the strongest human being in a thousand years, and because she has seen through the mysteries of the universe, she is also the most helpless human being, destined to be the one that humans rely on.

then.

She decided to fall before the dawn of her ever-growing superhuman strength, leaving herself forever in that darkest night.

As she said.

Gu Yi is tired, and now she can finally rest in peace.

"Then get some rest, Master."

hope Nian turned around, intending to leave.

At this time.

The king, the guardian of the library, stepped forward, wiped away his tears, revealed a resolute expression, and knelt down on one knee to pay his respects to Xinian.

This attracted the attention of all the mages present.

“I didn’t understand the Supreme Mage’s arrangements before, but now I do. Everything the Supreme Mage did was indeed correct.” Wang raised his eyes and said in a deep voice, “Now that the Supreme Mage has passed away, as the guardian of the library, I request that you assume the position of Master of the Three Great Temples and the Supreme Venerable of the Mages!”

"Who agrees, and who disagrees?" Wang glanced at the other mages.

As soon as he finished speaking, the training ground fell silent.

A few seconds later.

"I agree!"

"I am the Mage of Kamar-Taj, please appoint me as the Supreme Mage!"

“I, from the Xiangzhou Holy Temple, request that you assume the position of Supreme Master.”

Unexpectedly, many monks directly agreed to appoint Shinian, who had never studied at the sanctuary, as the supreme monk.

"We, the guardians of the Xiangzhou Holy Temple, beseech you to assume the position of Supreme Mage!"

A muscular, bald, burly man bowed and said in a deep voice, "Our temple exists precisely to prevent multidimensional invasion. How can we be the supreme guardians if we lack the ability to resist Dormammu's invasion?"

"He's the only one qualified on site, and that's also the Ancient One's choice!"

After the guardian of Xiangzhou Temple finished speaking, the other mages who were still hesitating and thinking immediately agreed without any objection.

"I agree."

Strange raised his hand, eager for Xinian to be the Supreme One; he wouldn't agree to anyone else being chosen.

The only person who could convince the self-proclaimed genius Strange in his entire life was Heinz.

Everyone agreed without objection.

Xinian looked at the dozens of monks on the field who were bowing to him and paying their respects.

Ancient One, was this also part of your calculations?

If it were in the past, Xinian, who wanted to lie down and found it troublesome, would probably have declined long ago.

now--

Xinian now has a future goal, a true goal in his heart.

"Since that's the case..."

hope Nian glanced calmly at the crowd, an invisible aura of authority emanating from him.

"From now on, I am the Sorcerer Supreme!!"

Chapter 372, Returning to Auntie, Xinian's Goal!

Kamar-Taj has existed for an unknown period of time.

But the Ancient One is the oldest sorcerer and the only teacher of the current sorcerers of the three great temples; she is the true sorcerer of the highest order.

Therefore, the Ancient One should be the first generation of the Sorcerer Supreme.

Now, thanks to the Ancient One's choice and the suppression of Dormammu, the position of the second Sorcerer Supreme has fallen to Shinn Prince, who has never studied in the Sanctum.

"Supreme Master".

On the Kamar-Taj training grounds, the thirty-odd surviving sorcerers respectfully bowed to Shinian.

"From now on, you can just call me 'Second Generation' or 'Supreme'."

Looking at the Ancient One, who seemed to be sleeping peacefully, hope Nian's eyes shone with divine flames and profound power: "Let alone you, I'm not used to the title of 'Sorcerer Supreme' either."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Many monks, including Master Wang and the guardians of the Xiangzhou Temple, showed their gratitude, knowing that the second generation was looking out for their feelings.

In many people's hearts.

There can only ever be one Sorcerer Supreme, and that is the Ancient One!

The Venerable Master will forever remain in their hearts and in their spirit, for the outside world is completely unaware of this master who has silently protected the earth for thousands of years.

"Your Majesty, please give the order!" the king said in a deep voice.

This is a bizarre scene.

On the training ground, regardless of gender, from young monks in their twenties and thirties to senior monks in their eighties and nineties, everyone looked at a boy who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, waiting for the command.

hope Nian nodded and said calmly, "The three temples should take stock of the losses of personnel and magical artifacts, and repair the temples and protective barriers as soon as possible. These tasks will be handled by the guardians in charge of the temples. Just continue to maintain the status quo as before. There is no need to ask me or give me any further instructions."

"Yes." The monks nodded in response.

Wang's eyes darkened, and he said, "The guardian of the New York Temple is gone, and we need to find someone else to replace him."

Without any hesitation, the God of Law, Xinian, pointed and said, "Let him temporarily take over as the guardian of the New York Temple."

"Him?" The group of mages were stunned when they saw the target Xinian had chosen.

"I?"

Strange looked completely bewildered, pointing to his prominent nose.

Wang reminded him, "Your Majesty, he is only an apprentice mage, and has only been studying in Kamar-Taj for less than a week."

"I know."

hope Nian smiled calmly: "Have you ever seen a trainee mage successfully learn time magic within a week?"

"Time magic?"

"Is it that banned book...?"

"He actually managed to learn it?"

The mages looked at the necklace around Strange's neck with complicated expressions.

"I only learned one, time was too tight," Strange said, scratching his head, unusually modest.

The monks remained silent, offering no further objections.

There was one more thing hope Nian didn't say—