Superman

Test the power?

Luke grinned.

Finally it was his turn to perform on stage.

Those who participated in the war can be regarded as powerful players with various methods and endless cards.

They either come from extraordinary origins, have amazing backgrounds, or are talented...

But in front of Superman, I am afraid that no one is qualified to talk about the word "power".

"This is our home court, Stephen."

Luke said lightly, seemingly confident.

"Are you sure? The top three favorites, the Witch Heart Demon is the heir of Hell Lord Mephisto, supported by an invincible army."

Strange is not optimistic, he hasn't seen Luke take a shot yet, and the strength of Superman temporarily stays at the cognitive level of "high-level mage".

"Your cannon...friend, Myclerian Rasputin, the queen of the border of hell, proficient in black magic, and an alpha mutant."

"Doctor Voodoo, Loki, Mordo... Everyone is not mediocre."

"If you test others, I might still win with wisdom."

"But putting me and them in a huge arena is not good news."

Pharaoh was deeply convinced that Strange might really be eliminated this time.

His strength, facing any participant, the possibility of defeat is very high.

"Why don't you lose yourself?"

The Rocket Raccoon was full of bad water and began to push Strange to bet.

"Lose the game, win the bet. Lost the bet, win the game...none of them lose!"

Strange was a little moved, but then he thought, if he doesn't have confidence in himself, is it necessary to participate in the next battle?

Then, Yizheng rejected Rocket Raccoon's suggestion to invite him to bet on dogs.

"Then you wait a while and work harder, I'll stud all over you."

The Rocket Raccoon didn't tell Strange and was not discouraged. He turned his head and smashed the winning chips on the opening of the Stars Forum.

Luke took a moment to glance, and the headline "Saka Star Casino Royale, sexy croupier, online licensing..." came into view.

Gao Tianzun's business scope is really wide, in addition to the arena, slavery business, and even casinos.

"Wait a minute, the only thing you have to do is to put on that magic resistance armor and hide behind me."

Seeing that Strange was a little unconfident, Luke smiled and comforted.

After Kama Taj's bell rang, many occult wizards in robes rushed to the square.

It has always been human nature to join in the fun.

"Steven Strange..."

"Modo..."

The eyes of the others swept over the two of them, and then they whispered.

The vast majority of occult wizards are more optimistic about Mordu.

Strange came to Kama Taj too late, and the time to learn magic was too short, it was not easy to survive the first game.

"Game start."

The leaders of the three sanctuary are here.

They cast spells together to light up the beacon in the hands of each participant.

The transmission channel leading to the arena slowly took shape, waiting for the players to enter.

Last time, it was in the dream dimension.

Where will it be this time?

Strange eased the tension in his heart, and the more they came out.

He glanced at Mordo, who also came to the portal, and the latter said in a deep voice, "Strange, this is not a battle you should participate in."

"Kama Taj, it's enough to have me guard."

This dark-skinned, firm-eyed new legend did not know that his teacher was actually pretending to be sick and asked for leave, and took the opportunity to retire.

Fully full of enthusiasm, want to protect the three sanctuary and Kama Taj, practice the inner sense of mission and honor, only to participate in this battle for hegemony of powerful enemies.

Luke, who was standing next to him, shook his head slightly, Gu Yi's approach was insecure.

If Mordur discovers the truth, the heir of the Supreme Mage has already been decided by default.

Hard work and perseverance on my own are all in vain.

It is difficult to guarantee that he will not blacken instantly.

The consequences of turning black fans are very serious.

"I also have a path I want to finish."

Strange remembered the words that Gu had said to him, and the hesitation in his heart suddenly disappeared and became firm.

The Supreme Master stretched out his rescue hand when he was most confused and helpless.

Now the other party's deadline is approaching, and he is about to die.

Strange felt that he should stand up.

If Luke knew the thoughts of these two people, he would definitely feel that Gu Yi's acting skills were too superb, and Oscar owed him a golden figure.

"Very good, let's have a fair competition! For the glory of the supreme!"

Mordu strode forward and walked into the transmission channel first.

The triple halo hanging behind the head is like a crown made of gold.

Suddenly, it condenses into substance, shining brightly.

This is proof of being a legend!

"For the supreme... glory."

Strange lowered his head to say silently, and then walked into another passage.

...

...

In the barren land, large and shocking cracks appeared like terrible scars.

The blazing high temperature evaporates the moisture in the body of the combatants, baking their skins.

The pungent sulphur smell, like a large cloud of rising yellow smoke, permeated everywhere.

"here is……"

"hell."

The first time Strange entered the playing field, he summoned Superman to escort him.

Afterwards, perhaps it is psychological.

He felt an itchy throat and a little thirsty.

The skin became dry and the surging of magic tended to be disordered.

"Hell...The Supreme Mage put the second game in hell!?"

Hearing Luke's answer, Strange was surprised, and subconsciously held the headshot wand in his hand.

As if worried about a certain corner, a few ferocious demons would jump out and tear themselves to pieces.

"Yes. If I guessed correctly, this is the lower layer of hell."

Luke looked up at the sky. The thick scarlet cloud covered everything, shrouded everything, casting a huge shadow.

The horizon in the distance is an endless black mountain range, like a huge monster crawling on the ground.

The grass, trees, rocks, and even the reptile creatures that occasionally pass by, are like vague smoke, constantly twisting and changing.

All in all, this is a desolate wasteland full of weirdness.

"Hell, lower level."

Strange finally reacted.

He is also a walking encyclopedia anyway, and he has a little understanding of all dimensions.

Hell and heaven are the two most perfect and unshakable among the many dimensions.

The former is even more hostile to Kama Taj and the Three Sanctuary.

"The place where the hell princes, leading the mainstream put the souls of sinners?"

Strange whispered.

The serious face showed a touch of solemnity.

Hell is a broad concept.

It does not refer to a single dimension, but a vast space formed by the overlapping of many worlds.

For example, the border of hell ruled by the secret guest is the closest part of the material world.

The so-called "lower level" is the farthest place in the hell world from reality.

The souls dropped and exiled here will never be freed.

"Then we have to be careful."

Strange dressed neatly in heavy armor, protecting himself tightly.

He was forged by a dedicated craftsman in the Sanctuary of New York,

All are smelted with high magic resistance materials, combined with special craftsmanship, inscribed with rune circuits.

Even if you stand still and let a high-level mage bombard hard, you won't be able to break the defense for a while.

"I have mentioned in the book before that the lower layers of hell are very dangerous. For a long time, the souls of those who have suffered have been hovering here and cannot be liberated."

Strange transformed into a mobile fortress clad in heavy armor and holding a shield.

Except that the speed of action is not fast enough, there are no other flaws.

"They have long lost the memory of their lives, and they have been fighting and devouring each other irrationally, and gradually merged into a new soul."

Strange's voice was low and he didn't want to think too much about the cruelty.

"Then the new soul continues to repeat this process..."

Luke raised his eyebrows, interrupted the other's explanation, and whispered, "Someone is coming."

"It was a prey who took the initiative to deliver it to the door."