Golden sparks swirled to form a circular door to space, and Casillas and the four worshippers dressed in beige mage costumes entered the New York Temple.

A group of five, four men and one woman, dressed in the same costume, their eyes were pitch black, and their eyebrows were marked with a blood-red mark, a symbol of a contract with the dark latitudes.

Su Moqing said softly, and then looked at Dr. Strange next to him: "How many can you deal with?" ”

"It's best if you can fix it all."

Stephen Strange, who inherited the position of the Supreme Mage, was originally a doctor, but now he was ordered to be in danger, and he was driven to the shelves by the ancient one, and he really didn't know the bottom of his heart, he couldn't use magic freely, and his combat experience was even more pitiful, and he was already commendable for his courage to stand here.

To be honest, he didn't want to fight and didn't like to fight.

"Then you open a mirror space." Su Moqing said indifferently.

Doctor Strange's hands quickly sealed, forming a magical array in front of him, and the world around him seemed to turn into a shattered mirror, producing countless translucent cracks.

"The battle in the mirror space will not affect the real world, and you can fight with confidence."

Doctor Strange is still very grateful for the existence of the ancient one, who is also a teacher and friend.

Not only did they heal his hands, but they also taught him a lot of valuable knowledge, and even sacrificed himself during the Battle of the London Temple to save him.

Originally, Doctor Strange could use time magic to save the Ancient One.

But the ancients saw through life and death, and at the same time, in order to prevent the misuse of the power of time and cause time branching, he did not agree, and finally existed in a soul state.

If Su Moqing didn't appear, he could only bite the bullet, but when Su Moqing appeared, Doctor Strange felt that it was better to let him be professional.

"Boom ......"

The sound of glass breaking in his ears came into his ears, Su Moqing looked at the converted mirror space, and couldn't help but look at Stephen Strange, the other party was worthy of being born for magic, and controlling such a degree of spatial magic in a short period of time is not something that anyone can do.

This is the second time Su Moqing has entered the mirror space, the last time was 73 years, more than 30 years have passed in a blink of an eye, and time is like an arrow.

With a little emotion, Su Moqing's heart moved, interrupted the spell cast by the five Casillas, and instantly intimidated the brass-colored Xuan Ring in their hands with his mental power, and then crushed it, without the blessing of the Xuan Ring, these half-hung mages could not escape from the scene space.

"No one can stop me."

Casillas was radical and crazy, his thinking was already different from that of normal people, he was manic and irritable, his hands were waving, twisting and folding space, only to see the space around him staggering, the room falling apart, and strangling Su Moqing and Doctor Strange.

"Their abilities are linked to the dark latitudes, and they will be enhanced in the mirror space, and you will be blessed."

The magic cloak on Doctor Strange's back gave him the ability to fly, and as he spoke, he had already flown from a large space to the outside of the temple.

"You're really righteous."

Su Moqing chuckled, those chaotic spaces had been strangled.

"Boom ......"

In an instant, dust flew up, wooden planks exploded, many broken bricks and steel bars were splashed everywhere, and several dismantled high-rise buildings burst into flames.

When the dust and mist dissipated, he saw that among the ruins, Su Moqing did not move at all, and his body was in a vacuum zone within three zhang, and everything was isolated.

"Damn bastard, give me death."

Casillas and several of his subordinates Su Moqing was unscathed, and while he was terrified in his heart, he used his own special attack, the spatial blade, and the magic energy smashed towards Su Moqing one after another, and in front of Su Moqing's telekinetic barrier, there was a loud explosion sound.

The buildings around Su Moqing were affected by the shock wave of the explosion, turning into broken bricks and falling towards the surroundings.

"Huhu, are you dead?"

"I should be dead!"

Casillas was crazy about the magic output, and he felt that his body was about to be hollowed out, and he was so tired that he was panting on the floor at ninety degrees.

"That's all you have, you can kill the Ancient One, I really don't know how much water he released!"

Hearing contemptuous words coming from the smoke, Casillas and the others stared incredulously at the front.

"Huh~"

The wind howled, blowing away smoke and dust and debris, Su Moqing walked in the void and appeared in front of several people.

"It can't be!"

Casillas howled angrily, condensed the transparent spatial blade in his hand, and rushed towards Su Moqing frantically.

Su Moqing's figure flashed, and Casillas only felt a flower in front of him, and the sky was spinning.

"It's so fast......"

The thought flashed, and Casillas's consciousness gradually blurred, his head spun to the ground, a large amount of blood gushed out from his broken neck, and his body fell at the same time.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for killing Casillas, and reward 500,000 psychic points.] 】

I really don't know what these mages think, they are not professional at all, they all want to play melee combat, aren't they dead?

"Master Casillas is dead!"

"No...... How so...... This is not true. ”

"I want to avenge Master Casillas."

Casillas died tragically among the remaining four fallen mages, all with a hellish expression, completely unacceptable.

These fallen mages were basically brainwashed by Casillas, blindly revering Casillas as a faith.

Now that faith has collapsed, it is unacceptable.

Su Moqing didn't have time to chat with these degenerate mages with distorted mentalities, waved his palm, and turned his fighting spirit into blades.

"Boom......"

The wind blade shoots fiercely, the clothes and shoes worn by these people are all equipped with magic effects, and the defense is no worse than body armor, but in front of the wind blade, they have no ability to resist, and they are full of holes in the blink of an eye.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for killing Mokana and rewarding 12,000 psychic points.] 】

[Ding, congratulations to the host for killing Fillinger, rewarding 21,000 psychic points.] 】

……

Four system prompts came, and several fallen mages died in anger.

Dealing with Casillas and the others, Su Moqing extracted some of the blood from Casillas, and then saw Doctor Strange floating back.

Looking at the corpses of Casillas and the others, Stephen Strange sighed slightly.

Doctor Strange originally wanted to save the life, but he felt that he seemed to be drifting away from his original ideal, and maybe one day, he would also have bloody hands!

"Let's go."

After opening the space passage, Doctor Strange and Su Moqing left the mirror space and returned to the New York Temple.

Everything here, nothing has changed, and what happens in the mirror space will not affect reality in the slightest.

"This is what the Ancient One Mage wants me to give you, I hope you will take good care of it." Doctor Strange handed Su Moqing the Eye of Agomoto that he wore around his neck.