Get five hours of sleep first?

The king didn't understand what this operation was, and wondered if Strange and Casillas had offended the Supreme Mage, otherwise the Supreme Mage would not have slept early or late, so he would have to call the two of them over and sleep in front of them......

This is the rhythm of the little shoes to wear!

What does this have to do with me, though?

Remembering the explanation of the previous generation of Supreme Mage Assistants, the king looked at his nose and nose, and walked out of the pavilion with an expressionless face, and said to Strange and Casilla, who were standing obediently: "The Supreme Mage asked you to wait in place, and he should rest for five hours first. ”

“……”x2

There is no need for Wang to convey it, the two of them have heard it before, a gazebo, a few steps away, what can't be heard.

Strange was very puzzled, he didn't understand which tendon of the Supreme Mage was wrong, if he wanted to entertain him when he had nothing to do, could he change the time?

He had recently borrowed precious books from the second floor of the Library Library, and he was fascinated by them, and he was so addicted to books that he felt uncomfortable.

Casillas's thoughts are much simpler, envious, jealous, hateful, and sour.

The Supreme Mage's shelf is so big, and the assistant has to pass on the words for a few steps, imagining that one day he will become the Supreme Mage, and the shelf must be bigger.

An hour passes!

The king's face was expressionless, Strange was as uncertain as a pins and needles, and Casillas was as immobile as an old dog.

Russell took in the expressions of the three of them, stretched his waist and stood up: "Casillas, there's nothing to do with you here, go down!" ”

“……”

The corners of Casillas' eyes twitched, and he bowed and retreated, vowing that he would be even more arrogant when he became a Supreme Mage in the future.

It's not a daydream, but some time ago to incense the Lord of the Dark Dimension, Dormammu asked him to wait for a while, the bureau against the Supreme Mage has been laid out, and it will be implemented in a few days.

The boss promised that after killing the Supreme Mage, Kama Taj would be in charge of him, Casillas.

The new wave is surging, Casillas decides to put incense on the big guy again, and asks for details of the progress of the plan, if there is no party to lead the way, he will not be ambiguous.

"Supreme Mage, do you have any teachings?"

Strange asked politely, just wanting to get back to reading the book quickly.

"Are you in a hurry?"

"No, it's just that there is a precious book, and there is a time limit for borrowing, so ......"

"Strange, your desire to learn is valuable, but remember not to put the cart before the horse, no mage is born by reading books......"

Russell said earnestly: "It's better to travel thousands of miles than to read 10,000 books, and you can't become a great mage by studying hard, understand?" ”

Strange: "......"

Last time, you told me that knowledge is power, you have read more than 10,000 volumes, and you will be a qualified mage when you can't do the exercises!

"What about you, understood?"

"I see, the Supreme Master is right."

Strange didn't want to cause trouble, and chose to forget what Russell had said earlier.

The king told him a lot of gossip, such as the fact that the two generations of Supreme Mages often had suffocating operations, which could never be refuted or debunked at this time.

Because you and the Supreme Master will reason with the facts, the Supreme Master will let you know what is called 'truth'!

These are the lessons of Master Ding Yi's experience, and Wang has always taken them as a warning, and after getting acquainted with Strange, he revealed to him the way of survival of Kama Taj.

"I'm not in a hurry to read books, I heard that you've been addicted to magic props recently, and you've lost your enthusiasm for the cultivation of spell grammar, is there such a thing?"

"It can't be said to be addictive, I just think that the battle between mages is extremely dangerous, even if it is a powerful mage, in the face of endless strange magic, I don't dare to say that I will win."

Strange said, "And as a beginner, I should make more use of props that can increase my strength. ”

The battle between mages, without the bells and whistles, is about the same as a fighting match without rules.

At this time, the key to determining victory or defeat is nothing more than the strength of the physique and the props you carry.

Especially with props, a child holds a pistol, even if he can't shoot, and the world champion has to take a detour when he sees it.

Strange practiced it himself, and with the help of props, he defeated many seniors who had been studying in Kama Taj for many years, and his confidence was greatly increased, and he became more and more determined in his own path.

Russell nodded: "There are a few things for you here, they are the relics of the ancient mage, and as his disciple, these props should be inherited by you." ”

Master leads the door to practice in an individual, everyone has their own path, how Strange chooses, Russell will not interfere, after all......

That's something the ancient one should worry about.

In fact, in Russell's view, there is nothing wrong with Strange's choice.

The magic of the Marvel world is mainly divided into white magic and black magic, created by countless mages or demon gods, and spread to the world after registering trademarks, and later generations can borrow and perform them by paying a certain copyright fee.

In other words, there is a price to pay for magic, and there is no benefit, the eyes see, the brain learns, and the hands and feet cannot perform it.

Magic, on the other hand, manifests itself in the form of superpowers, such as illusions, flight, defense, teleportation, etc., which are very different from the magic imagined by ordinary people.

Whether it is directly used for attack and defense, or buffs such as aura curses, there is a price to be paid for casting magic, and for latecomers, this is no longer called magic, but paying for power.

Strange's use of magic items shows that he sees through the essence of magic and has a strong desire to survive, which is a good thing.

"Supreme Mage, can you tell me what it is?"

Strange raised an eyebrow, and if it wasn't something he was interested in, he would rather go back and read a book.

"Things are placed on the third floor of the Library Pavilion, it used to be the territory of the ancient mage, and now it is my territory, you rummage through the utility room, if there is any magic book or props that respond to you, that's it."

Strange: "......"

As a mature Kama Taj mage, he didn't hear a word of what he shouldn't have heard, only knowing that there were magic books and props left by the ancient one on the third layer.

Strange left in a hurry, and because he had gained permission, he had successfully entered the private realm of the Supreme Mages of the past generations.

Pushing open the door, there was a huge bust hanging on the opposite wall, Russell's.

Obviously it was a sketch, but Strange actually saw artistic processing techniques such as polishing, skin grinding, face slimming, and big eyes on it, and his soul was shocked, and he didn't recover for a long time.

"Calm down, the king said, the Supreme Mages are all like this......"

Strange took two deep breaths and began to search the house for the so-called utility room, and after a few moments, he found a second portrait, the Ancient One mage of the white-bearded old man.

It has also undergone artistic processing, but this portrait has been subsequently processed by someone who has added indescribable secondary processing such as wrinkles, smoking poop, and Wang Ba with a marker.

Strange silently put the palm-sized portrait away, he didn't see anything, and he didn't know about the dirty affair between the two generations of Supreme Mages.

Finally, in the storage room that appeared to be a bathroom remodel, he turned out several cardboard boxes.

"Hey, this wand looks very old, it should be a good magic item."

"The levitation cloak, I like it, but ...... Red cloak, won't it be too flamboyant? ”

"The magic book of the Ancient One Mage's collection, and the annotated ......"

“……”

"The axes of Angaromus, the dragon's tooth sword, so ferocious, the ancient one mage also used them to fight?"

"It's ...... Eyes of Agomoto? Could it be that the owner of this artifact is Agomoto, one of the Trinity Viran Emperors, the legendary mage who first understood the mysteries of the universe? ”

“……”

"Agamotto Orb! The Crystal Ball of Prophecy has the ability to spy into the future...... It's sealed, who did it? ”

“……”

A series of precious magic items and books were sorted out, and Strange spent a total of two hours, and at the same time felt worthy of being a Supreme Mage.

The collection of the first generation of Supreme Mages was so precious that ordinary mages could not collect a single or two of them with all their life's efforts.

The second generation of Supreme Mages is even more powerful, because they are simply unhappy with the previous generation, they abandon their precious collections, and just find a few broken boxes and throw them in the corner.

"Uh, do I know too much?"

Strange sneaked a glance at the portrait on the wall, took the Eye of Agomotto around his neck, and carried the rest of the box back to his den with a levitation cloak.

……

On the other side, Russell watched Strange drag the treasure into the door for retreat, and came to the main hall as usual, and put three sticks of incense on the black and white photo of the ancient one.

Some rules and etiquette can be omitted, and some cannot.

For example, incense, the deceased is great, and there can be no slack!

Therefore, as long as he is in Kama Taj, he must wear three incense sticks every day to express his respect for the ancient one.

"Ancient One Mage, according to your last wishes, Strange has arranged for him clearly."

"Time is a little tight, but it doesn't matter, I still have a quick fix, so I won't say much gossip, you don't need to be nostalgic, go with peace of mind!"

After serving three sticks of incense, Russell hummed a minor tune and left, entered the dark dimension, and began to arrange his own plan to throw the pot.

First of all, he needs a villain and a two-five boy.

Erwuzai has Casillas's true colors, with zero pay and is on call, and the problem is not very big.

The key is the villain......

The scene is very sufficient, Russell wants to make a cameo, but he is self-aware, and he lacks the core temperament of playing the villain, and no matter how he acts, he gives people a sense of undercover justice to break into the villain's camp.

Therefore, he will only ruin the script by being a villain.

Ould entered the dark temple and bowed, "My lord, what do you command?" ”

"Just in time, it's just right for you......"

Russell's eyes lit up, and he looked Ould up and down a few times, seeing that the latter was extremely insecure, and then handed over a stack of A4 papers: "Oh, your script, remember to memorize the lines." ”

Ould looked confused, not understanding which tendon of his own BOSS was ......

Ahem!

She took the script with a serious face, and when she saw the lines of shame between the lines, the whole person was not good.

"This, this is ...... My lord, is there something wrong? ”

"That's right, you play the villain!"

Ould: "......"

I play the villain, so what does the villain play?