Superman

The following competition gradually entered a fierce and intense stage.

The main point to watch is that each combatant shows off his/her abilities and copes with the incoming ideological maggots.

Not many mages can successfully pass the test.

In the first two hours, failure was declared, and only a few people surrendered and quit.

After four hours, most of the participants were willing to give it a try.

They extinguished the magic furnace one after another, crushed the beacons, and escaped from the dream dimension.

Those people are very sensible and understand that it is not cost-effective to risk their lives for a position with little hope.

Of course, there are also a few more aggressive gamblers.

They don't realize regret until the thought maggots devour them, eating their active thoughts and turning their full souls into empty shells.

By that time, it was already too late.

Five hours later, less than half of the original forty-two participants remained.

The six hours remain intact until the second hand jumps to the last frame.

The beacon in the magic furnace suddenly shattered and turned into a teleportation portal with pulling power.

It covers the participants who are exhausted or at ease, and takes them out of the dream dimension in an instant.

it's over.

In the end, sixteen participants passed the test.

Strange is one of them.

"How much did you make?"

Luke did not rush to congratulate him immediately, but looked at Rocket Raccoon who was dancing and shouting excitedly.

"It allows me to buy a brand new spaceship! I get rich overnight. I love this battle for hegemony!"

Rocket Raccoon jumped on the table, twisting his body like an epileptic patient having a seizure.

A thrilling gambling game, this is undoubtedly the favorite of dog gamblers.

Especially when they become winners.

The refreshing feeling it brings is simply unparalleled.

Strange himself is a little guy that no one pays attention to. He can make it out of the entry round and qualify for the next round. This is something that many people did not expect.

Rocket Raccoon got rich rewards for his hard work.

"Do you need me to give you half?"

This guy was very knowledgeable and offered to share it.

Even though that little fluffy face was full of an expression of heartache and reluctance.

"Forget it, I don't need this thing."

Luke waved his hand, and when he returned to Universe 1024, the credit currency jointly issued by the three major empires of the Galaxy would be of little use.

Besides, you can find someone else to pick it up when the time comes.

Rather than getting something for nothing, Superman prefers to do things himself.

Ten minutes later, Strange came to Wumen Bar after finishing his rest.

This became their temporary base. The old bartender Monaco had no objections and was happy to welcome them, as long as they remembered to pay the bill while drinking.

"leave me alone."

Before Strange even walked in, he was unanimously resisted by Luke and Rocket Raccoon.

There are many undigested ideological maggots remaining in his soul.

This causes the body to be filled with a putrid smell, as if it has not had a bath in months, and at the same time is eating canned herring every day, which makes people want to avoid it.

"I finally won with great difficulty, but instead of congratulating you, you showed disgust..."

Strange was a little hurt, but he couldn't wait to run over and want to share this joy.

"We have seen your courage and means through live broadcast."

Luke covered his nose and pulled the seat farther away.

"The next game is in three days, can you recover?"

For the sake of making money, Rocket Raccoon's attitude towards Strange has become much better than before.

"I can barely do it."

Strange was not sure. Due to over-casting spells in the dream dimension, a painful stomach perforation began to torture him.

Not to mention the beer that Rocket Raccoon handed over, if you take a sip of water or even move a few times, you will feel a clear and sharp pain like a knife cutting and burning in your abdomen.

"In the second game, just let me take action."

Luke smiled.

If the king plays the silver game on his behalf, will he still overturn?

The group of people stayed at the bar chatting, and not long after, Loki and Thor also walked in.

When the latter saw Luke and others, he did not take the initiative to come over. Instead, he followed his sister and sat at the bar.

“Praise sex over friends!”

Rocket Raccoon was indignant. He couldn't figure out why Thor was so obsessed with a bad woman.

"Like Quill, as long as a female creature appears, his attention will be completely attracted to it."

Luke didn't care about this little thing. Loki obviously had some secrets he was hiding from Thor.

Otherwise, why would the majestic Princess of Asgard want to participate in the Battle of the Supreme Mage?

"I always feel that the plot will enter a runaway stage, and a small incident will lead to bigger troubles."

Luke had some kind of intuition, perhaps a heavenly father-level keen perception of danger.

"However, the only people who can threaten me in this universe are probably Ancient One and Odin... I am not a primary school student from an island country. I am a humanoid disaster generator. Wherever I go, crisis will follow me."

He didn't believe that he would be so unlucky that something big would happen.

"Hey, isn't that little girl the second most popular contestant in the Supreme Mage Contest?"

Just as Luke was thinking about how to avoid more trouble, Rocket Raccoon pushed his shoulder.

Following the other person's line of sight, two long legs wrapped in thin black silk came into view first.

Continuing up, there are tight leather pants and a flat waist and abdomen exposed.

Then, there is a perfectly round arc that attracts the eye.

"Mysterio, Liana Rasputin."

Luke raised his eyebrows and called out the other person's name.

The mysterious guest standing at the door seemed to hear it.

Her long hair swayed slightly and she looked this way.

"Wow, did you see that? She came towards me."

Strange, who was also concerned, lowered his voice and said.

As one of the participants in the war, he should naturally think that the other party is here to find him.

"Come on, what girl would talk to a guy who smells bad?"

Rocket Raccoon rolled his eyes and ruthlessly shattered Strange's beautiful fantasy.

This was indeed the case. After the mysterious guest came over, he frowned slightly subconsciously, avoided the smelly Strange, and walked around to Luke.

"Can I buy you a drink?"

The mysterious guest sniffed, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

She was originally a mutant, the sister of Colossus.

When he was six years old, he was kidnapped by the monster Belasco and taken to Limbo - a strange space close to the hell dimension.

Mysterio learned black magic there and became a young witch.

Like the Black Queen Selene, she not only possesses powerful magical power, but also unlocks the talents of mutants.

It can perform group teleportation itself, but its accuracy needs to be improved.

It can also be transformed into a demon. After wearing magic armor, it will grow horns, hooves, tails and scales, while greatly improving magic resistance and physical fitness.

In addition, Mysterio also has an exclusive soul blade, which has a fatal effect on magical creatures.

With her outstanding talent and excellent learning ability, she killed the monster that kidnapped her to the border of hell and ruled that area.

Taking into account various factors, it is normal for Mysterio to become a popular player in the Supreme Mage Contest.

"Who can refuse the kindness of a beautiful lady? I'd like a martini if ​​I can."

Luke leaned on the seat, and he vaguely smelled a smell of sulfur and magma.

As you can guess, the other party just came from the limbo of hell.

"OK."

The mysterious guest turned around and left with long legs, and after a moment he came over with two glasses of wine.

"Are you a mage?"

she asked.

"That's right."

Luke took a sip, and the spicy taste of the martini hit his throat, refreshing him.

"It doesn't look like you came from Kamal Taj. Although you are very strong, you are not that rigid and serious."

Mysterio leaned against the wall, showing wonderful curves.

While she was talking, she reached out and pinched Luke's arm, her teasing attitude was self-evident.

"I am a wild mage."

Luke explained.

He has been to Kama Taj, entered the library, and read "The Book of Vishandi".

However, as long as they have not signed a contract, they are not considered followers of Emperor Weishan.

"A rare species! There are not many wild mages now. Most of them are relatively weak and have no source of power. They cannot even enter the palace of magic."

Mysterio seemed more interested and took the initiative to come closer.

Her warm and soft body was about to squeeze into Luke's arms.

This scene almost made Strange's eyes pop out.

He let out a hissing breath and felt his abdomen hurt even more.

I think back then, Strange was also a libertine, witty in conversation and full of charm.

But now, those beautiful, energetic, youthful and beautiful girls don't even look at him.

It's really sad.

"What's the matter? I don't think the Queen of Hell's Border would throw herself into her arms just after we met."

Luke looked calm and unmoved.

"I think you are a good communication partner."

Mysterio licked his tongue, as if he had encountered some delicious snack.

"Are you referring to the spiritual level, or... the physical level?"

Luke was a little surprised. Is the atmosphere in Limbo so open?

Less than twenty minutes after meeting, you start thinking about in-depth communication?

"You can try the latter and experience the former first."

Mysterio finished the glass of wine, took out a room card from somewhere, and gently stuffed it into Luke's pocket.

"If you have time, you might as well come to my room to discuss it in detail."

She blinked, like a light and fluttering cloud, it came and dispersed in an instant.

"That...teacher! I want to learn this!"

Strange was stunned. Before he could figure out what happened, everything was over.

Although I don't know how Superman does it, it is much more effective than any magic.

"Sorry, I have to be gone for a few hours."

Luke pinched the key card and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Then he straightened his clothes and stood up.

No matter what the purpose of the mysterious guest is, it doesn't matter whether there is a trap or not.

What he is best at is eating the sugar coating and then shooting out the cannonballs.