Not long after Casillas left the Doorless Bar, the news of the Supreme Mage's choice of a successor spread throughout the wizarding world like wings.

This is equivalent to the CEO of the world's top companies preparing to retire, and does not intend to find the right person from the management, but openly recruits from the outside world.

All of a sudden, there was a sensation.

Whether it's true or not, its allure alone is enough to drive people crazy.

But any mage who knew a little about the wizarding world and had heard of the Three Sanctuaries and Kama Taj was eager to try it, as if they had seen a precious opportunity that had never been seen before.

Whether capable or unqualified.

Anyway, you won't lose if you give it a try, so most people are looking forward to the start of the Supreme Mage Battle with the luck of "what if you are chosen".

It's like buying a lotto, and no one is completely sure that they have won or not won until the draw is drawn.

For outsiders who don't know the inside story and don't have the power to manipulate.

The end result is as if Schrödinger's poor cat in the box, forever in a state of unknown.

So, when the news is detonated.

Even those third-rate mages who are at the bottom, who have only learned a few gypsy divination tricks, and rely on pretending to be fools to eat.

They are also all gearing up, and it seems that they can't wait to show their skills, get the approval of Emperor Weishan, become the supreme mage, and reach the pinnacle of life......

Recently, the best-selling public magic books are no longer "Mage Study Guide: Three Years of Introduction, Five Years of Success", "How the Master Was Made", "The Mage, the Devil and the Dog" and other bestsellers with success studies or story nature.

Instead, it became, "The Ritual of the Summoning: The Story I Had to Tell with Mephisto", "Witchcraft Can Be Self-Taught", and "Making a Deal with the Devil, A Hundred Notes".

These names look very bluffing, and most of the content is not nutritious.

What they all have in common is that they all have a "quick fix" and "shortcut" gimmick.

It seems that as long as you watch it, three days of high-level, five days of legend, and within a week, you can beat the dimensional demon god.

Unfortunately, as Luke said, there are no quick shortcuts to the path of the mage - the hanging ratio is not on the table.

Those who always want to get to the sky in one step often end up cheapening the devils who are professional liars who harvest souls.

Of course, there are also a very small number of European emperors who have stepped on shit, and there is no one in ten thousand.

For example, Dormammus in the Dark Dimension.

This guy used to be just an unknown wizard who accidentally discovered the dark dimension.

By chance, he became the ruler of it.

After this past was spread, there were a large number of mages who were keen to go on adventures in strange dimensional worlds, and at the same time greatly enriched the recipes and appetites of creatures in other dimensions.

All in all, the Supreme Mage Battle is about to begin.

As soon as this astonishing news was released, it firmly attracted a lot of attention and heat.

Many planets outside of Earth have received messages, opening, betting, waiting, and analyzing the ...... of the final winners.

All kinds of do-gooders came out to join in the fun and participate in this event in different ways.

And as the center of attention, Kama Taj remained silent as always, neither making a statement nor making any moves.

"Lao Wang, do you have any tips for hair growth? I feel like my hair is falling out so fast lately. ”

Strange scratched at the back of his head, strands of thinning hair between his fingers.

As a doctor, he considers himself to have a healthy schedule, eat a reasonable diet, and never stay up late.

He slept eight hours a day, exercised actively, and had no family history of baldness and baldness.

It's impossible to lose your hair!

Could it be that there has been too much pressure lately?

"If I had, would it be like this?"

Lao Wang felt offended and said sullenly.

His shiny bald head was unusually visible in the sun.

"I just think you Orientals may have some unusual tricks in everything, but they work very well."

Strange sneered.

He was a little worried about himself, only to be extremely smart in middle age, or to be surrounded by the center of the place - the Mediterranean hairstyle.

Wouldn't that be very image-damaging.

Before coming to Kama Taj back then, Strange was also a low-profile version of Tony Stark, the unruly prodigal son in love.

If you become bald, then you can really only become a monk in this life.

"I suggest you go and ask, the ...... Superman. He has always known everything, and he is a big guy who can talk and laugh with the ancient mage. ”

The old king looked at Strange, who was wearing heavy armor and walking like a fly, and sighed at Luke's magic.

After nearly a week of hard training, Strange, who was originally a little thin, became more burly, and his arms bulged with strong muscles like hills.

In appearance, he looks like an Asgardian berserker.

Just two days ago, during Kama Taj's daily training session, Strange beat a mid-level mage with his bare hands to the ground and fell to the ground.

And the opponent's several spells failed to penetrate the defense of the special heavy armor.

This achievement undoubtedly gave Strange a lot of confidence, and even more motivated him to continue to run wild on the uncertain path of "Melee Mage".

It also shows that the training carried out by Superman is indeed effective.

"What? Hair loss? ”

A few minutes later, Luke, who was in his room and playing online with Thor, was a little surprised.

He glanced at Strange in front of him and thought to himself: Could it be that the other party really wants to become a one-punch mage?

"Ahem, that, Stephen, have you read the Old Testament?"

Sensing Strange's fiery gaze, Luke cleared his throat and asked.

"Well, no. I'm not a religious person, and I don't know much about it. ”

Strange shook his head, he had previously believed in Franklin, or the banknote, and now in the Trinity of the Vishan.

None of them have anything to do with God.

"Well, there's a passage in the Old Testament, Eliza—he was a Hebrew prophet."

"One day, he was walking down the road and a group of naughty children laughed at his baldness."

Eliza, in the name of Jehovah, secretly cursed the children, and suddenly two she-bears ran out of the woods and killed them.

"Tell me, Stephen, what did you learn from this story?"

Hearing the question, Strange looked confused and puzzled at first.

Then, after thinking about it, it seemed to dawn on me.

"Are you trying to say that maliciously slandering others is actually a sin that will be punished?"

He replied.

"Wrong. I mean, Eliza was ridiculed by children for being bald, but Jehovah did not solve his problem, but he solved the mocking person. ”

Luke looked straight and interpreted it carefully.

"This proves that even the All-Knowing and Almighty Lord cannot save the bald."

“……”

Strange was speechless.

"I'm not bald."

He muffled.

Luke glanced at the thinning hair and said in a sympathetic tone, "Strange, it's a matter of time. ”

"So what should I do?"

Strange panicked.

When people reach middle age, increasing age and hair loss are simply the two inevitable major pains.

"Well, if you can't say no, try to accept it."

Luke shrugged his shoulders and encouraged, "A bald head is a symbol of the strong. I ask you, Strange, does the Ancient One have hair? ”

The latter shook his head.

"Did the first Supreme Mage, Agamodha, have hair?"

The latter continued to shake his head.

"That's right. Anyone who wants to become a Supreme Mage must pay a terrible price. Perhaps, hair is one of them. ”

Seeing that Luke swore by it, Strange was skeptical.

On the one hand, reason told him that being a Supreme Mage might have nothing to do with whether he was bald or not.

But on the other hand, thinking of the previous two generations and then thinking about their hair loss, I have a vague expectation in my heart.

What if, this is some kind of revelation?

The Ancient One Master once said that he was destined to be the one he was.

Could it be that I am suffering from the path of the Supreme Mage?

"Stephen, put your baldness worries aside, it's time for us to go to New York."

Luke patted the other party on the shoulder, ignoring the tangled psychology of this guy who abandoned the medical law.

"In two days, the first introductory game will begin."

"It's time for us to get ready for battle."

Strange was stunned for a moment, and then asked rhetorically, "New York?" ”

"That's right."

The corners of Luke's mouth curled slightly, and he chuckled, "Congratulations, Stephen, you're back to where you started." ”