Superman

"Unexpectedly, Master Hamill is so talkative, he is usually very serious, making a straight face, as if everyone owes him money."

Strange came to the Sanctuary in New York and proposed to the administrator of the sanctuary to build a defensive heavy armor with high magic resistance and strong enough to participate in the battle of the supreme mage.

Master Hamill, who was the speaker of the Sanctuary in New York, readily agreed, and rarely mentioned the cost of purchasing materials and hiring labor.

You know, usually the mages in the sanctuary need to prepare their own materials and pay for forging.

Free for nothing, that is something that does not exist.

Regardless of the three major sanctuaries and the Karma Taj family, their economic strength is quite limited.

Master Lao Wang wanted to eat a tuna sandwich, but couldn't afford it.

And Strange, who became the Supreme Master, had to worry about what to eat for lunch.

This shows that they are indeed not very rich.

"Heh, if Gu Yi hadn't opened the back door for you, people might have ignored you."

Luke thought silently.

Strange is a newcomer with no roots.

He wants to successfully win the battle for supremacy and become the new supreme mage.

The difficulty is probably the same as knowing that Wang can really put himself into a cannon, launch it to the sun and play an accordion.

The possibility is almost zero.

Without Luke's intervention, Gu Yi would definitely make various small moves to force Strange to support him.

The operation in the black box poses no psychological burden to the old man.

As long as he can retire early and end the long period of staying at work, Gu Yi doesn't mind losing a little bit of morality.

Anyway, that thing is not worth money.

"Maybe Master Hamill is a good person with a cold face and warm heart, so he will use the best materials for you, and invite the best blacksmith."

Luke didn't break it, and said in agreement.

Of course, these words fell into the ears of the insider, and it was a bit yin and yang.

"Kama Taj has a simple folk style, and the wizards who come out are all good people."

Strange believed it to be true and said cheerfully.

At this moment, he hasn't realized for the time being that he is actually the chosen person, the real protagonist template.

Those competitors who worked hard and worked hard for the position of the Supreme Master, they are just experience babies.

"By the way, do you need any weapons?"

Luke looked at the master blacksmith's design drawings, thinking about preparing a big killer for Strange.

There are already shields for defense, and now we need to add some means of attack.

"The Berserker's great axe, the headshot staff... seem to be very violent."

Luke was amazed by the fact that the wizards of the New York Sanctuary were more fierce than the soldiers.

Strange scratched his head and asked, "Is there any kind...that is more portable and powerful weapon?"

"Let me see-this fits your needs perfectly!"

Luke looked for the drawings for a while and picked out the weapon he thought was the most suitable.

"AK47-Fire Kylin, exclusive for krypton gold players! It not only comes with special bullets for destroying magic and armor, but also can be hidden in the shield. When the enemy is unprepared, you can take it out and take a shuttle. The firepower is fired, and it can be kept unexpectedly, it can have a miraculous effect!"

"Remember, you must say'My lord, the times have changed' when shooting, or'This thing is much easier to use than a magic wand.'"

"This can hit the opponent's morale and improve our fighting spirit."

Strange took the drawing, looked at it carefully for a moment, and hesitated: "As a mage, isn't it... too mean to use heat weapons?"

An automatic rifle with magic damage, this kind of thing is simply the enemy of the wizard.

He could imagine that when the two sides were fighting the spells, he pulled out an AK47-Fire Kirin from the shield, with blue fire from the muzzle, and shot it past, which would cause much psychological shadow to the opponent.

"On the battlefield, you must be open and honest, and most of them have no good end."

Luke has a heart and soul, and is like a life mentor.

"There is a saying in the East that generals lead the war and will not reject the use of tricky and deceptive tactics or means to defeat the enemy."

"Stephen, you should let go of your inner worldly moral shackles and look at the problem from a higher level."

Strange had a serious face. Although he didn't quite understand what Luke was talking about at a higher level, from the serious tone and sharp eyes of the other party, it should make a lot of sense.

Soon, the magic resistance armor and the enchanted version of AK47-Fire Kylin were successfully placed.

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A few days later, Kama Taj’s bronze bell rang, and everyone from the three sanctuaries arrived.

The selection of the Supreme Master officially opened today.

"Mage Hamill, have all the beacons been sent out?"

The elderly Grand Master asked, raising his head.

He is the administrator of the London Sanctuary, a respected ascetic.

"It's gone. There are a total of forty-two beacons, which means that forty-two people will participate in this entry game."

The mage Hamill nodded and replied.

The beacon is a magic item of Kama Taj.

It is equivalent to an invitation letter or admission ticket.

The holder can enter the competition venue-the dream dimension, and participate in the first trial.

"Mado has already entered?"

Mage Grande looked towards the sky, a long and narrow gap slowly expanding, like a hideous wound that was constantly torn.

Behind the pitch-black fissures are the bizarre and colorful colors, like a canvas mixed with countless kinds of paint, revealing a magnificent and dreamy feeling.

That is the arena, the dimension of dreams.

A real law loses its effect, and a dangerous world full of bizarre and unknown.

"It's a good thing that Mordo chooses to shoulder this responsibility."

Master Hamill said softly.

"The position of the supreme mage not only represents a powerful force, but also a heavy burden. Emperor Weishan will always give it a test, and those dimensional demon gods are also eyeing the earth."

"If you don't have a firm mind enough to resist all kinds of temptations, you cannot bear this honor."

"Mordo has been with the Supreme Master for many years. Not only is he outstanding in strength, but his character and morals are also the best choice."

"This time, he was recognized by the three legendary wizards, and he signed a contract with the Great Sage Merlin. I think he has a great chance of passing the final trial."

When Master Hamill passed the poisoned milk, he seemed to be full of confidence in Mordu.

"What about Stephen Strange? He is the second occult wizard Kama Taj chose to fight."

Mage Hector, who had been silent all the time, asked.

He cares more about the rookie Stephen Strange than the much-watched Mordor.

As the oldest occult mage, Hector once heard Gu Yi mention the choice of successor.

That is a chosen son who has the courage, wisdom and perseverance far superior to ordinary people!

"I heard that the contractor he found was extraordinary, and he was personally interviewed by the Supreme Mage before."

Grand Mage shook his head slightly and said with a chuckle: "I don't think there is a contractor stronger than the Great Sage Merlin. He is the most famous legend. He can become a god in just one step."

"Half of the beacons have entered the arena."

Master Hamill stared at the clear image projected in the hall, and then a touch of anger rose in his eyes.

"Casillas! That traitor is here too!"

Master Grande remained silent, and then slowly said after a while: "As long as he has a beacon, he is eligible to participate. This is in line with the rules of a hegemony."

"A fallen mage who plunged into Domam's arms, even coveted the position of the supreme mage, is really ignorant."

Master Hamill looked unhappy and snorted coldly.

Ten minutes later, all the contestants holding the beacons have entered the arena, many of them are familiar faces that are famous in the magic world.

"Let's wait and see who will be the winner."

Master Hector stared at Strange, who was walking in the dream dimension, and thought: "The challenge of the entry level is not low. If you don't make enough preparations, you will easily be eliminated."