Chapter 1014 Magical Close Combat
After the fall of the London Temple, the New York Temple was also invaded by Casillas.
Luther and Ancient One almost went to the theater together.
It's just that Ancient One was watching with compassion. The mages from the New York Temple and the Mages from the London Temple were all dying. At this moment, Mordo jumped out with Strange to stop Casillas and the others. Destroying the core of the New York Temple.
"It's really interesting, Master Ancient One, all of your disciples are vulnerable. Although I know that white magic also has side effects and sequelae, and a price must be paid, but as for Cytorak's magic power, none of them have it. use?"
Luther watched with interest and said by the way.
Although Cytorak is also a multiverse-level dimensional demon, he will not be stingy with his power at all.
In the mysterious labyrinth of the Marvel Universe, Cytorak, a powerful being between gods and demons, shocks people with his endless magical power.
Once upon a time, he was worshiped on Earth until he was secretly exiled to the eternally silent crimson universe.
His influence is far-reaching. Through the magic gem, he gave the red tanks on the earth incomparable power. At the same time, he gave Doctor Strange the indestructible crimson ribbon, which can be used as a shield against evil or a weapon to subdue his opponents.
The demons Dormammu and Zom also spied on and longed for his power, and also summoned his power.
The Veshandians at one point expressed their concerns about Cytorak, advising Doctor Strange not to interfere with any creation related to him.
Cytorak is nearly immortal and usually appears in two forms, a god-like being endowed with magical powers and a more violent demonic form endowed with physical powers.
His divinity usually bestows magical energy in appropriate ways (usually through incantations) to those who bear his name, although he will occasionally engage directly in combat; Cytorak's godlike side, seeking worship At the same time, he appeared more indifferent and even forgot about matters on the mortal level.
Cytorak derives his mystical powers directly from the faith of his worshipers.
Additionally, the petitioned person's actions confer power on Cytorak, often directly related to the petitioner's spiritual energy or mystical potential.
Cytorak was summoned by various benevolent and malevolent wizards, including the Ancient One, Crimson, Azrael, Baron Mordo, Daemon Kurth, Dr. Doom, Doctor Strange, Caecilius, Morgan... Le Fay, Augustine, and Jacob Roark, and even other powerful mystical entities like Dormammu, Omar, and Zom.
Those who summon Cytorak typically summon his crimson bands, which surround and trap a target, neutralize or contain the target's powers, and prevent astral self-transmission; preventing those who are bewitched by the mystical amulet from being affected by it; Contents are expelled outside the dimension; and the caller or other target is surrounded and protected from other attacks.
A combination of seven non-crimson wire-like strips can be used, and if the strips come into contact with each other, those trapped within will be destroyed.
"Your Majesty, there are not many mages who can use the power of Cytorak."
Gu Yi shook his head, Emperor Weishan's magic was the mainstream.
As for why, of course it's because it's the least expensive and most practical magic.
For other magics, the more powerful they are, the faster they die.
In Strange's later battle with Thanos, he was able to use six kinds of magic with different energies in one breath. In addition to his extraordinary talent, it was also because he had an entire group of mages prepared by Ancient One to bear the price for him. However, after the war Those mage groups also suffered heavy casualties due to the price.
Soon, Casillas caught up with Strange in the dim and mysterious treasure display room on the second floor.
His hands flew quickly, as if weaving invisible threads, and then a transparent magic blade appeared out of thin air in his hands, shining with cold light, slashing at Strange left and right.
The air that the sharp blade cut through seemed to be split, leaving behind tiny cracks in space, demonstrating the terrifying power it contained.
Strange dodged left and right in this small space, looking like a dexterous swallow looking for life in the gaps between the blades.
His heart was filled with tension and anxiety, but more importantly, he was filled with unyielding fighting spirit.
During his time at Karma Taj, he had gone through countless arduous trainings, and his body had become extremely agile, and his reaction speed had reached an incredible level.
Although Strange evaded extremely quickly, he still looked a little embarrassed in the face of Casillas's storm-like attack.
There were cuts in his clothes, his hair was disheveled, and sweat slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the floor, making a slight sound.
Casillas looked at Strange's dodging figure and couldn't help but feel an unknown fire in his heart.
He couldn't understand that as a senior apprentice of Karma Taj, he had been learning magic here for many years, why couldn't he even deal with a newbie?
"This is impossible!"
Casillas roared angrily, his voice echoing in the small space, with a hint of hysteria, "I have been studying magic at Karma Taj for so long, and you have only been studying for so long. How can you be so good?"
While dodging the attack, Strange replied coldly: "Huh, magic depends on talent. The Supreme Mage can spot me at a glance among all living beings, and he also wants to entrust me with big things. It can be seen that My talent is so good, so my magic skills are improving rapidly."
When Casillas heard this, his expression became even more gloomy. He admits that he does not have Strange's talent, but that doesn't mean he will give up easily.
He snorted coldly, waved the magic blade in his hand again, and launched an even more violent attack on Strange.
However, although Strange was extremely talented, he was eventually forced into a corner when faced with Casillas' desperate play style.
His back was pressed against the wall, and in front of him was Casillas's raised blade and the fatal blow that was about to fall.
At this critical moment, in the display cabinet behind Strange, a red cloak suddenly swung out, blocking Casillas' attack.
The cloak seemed to be alive, dancing flexibly, deflecting Casillas' sharp blade time and time again.
Casillas was stunned. He had no idea that such a change would happen.
He raised his knife and slashed again, but his cloak blocked it again.
After doing this several times, he finally lost patience. He roared angrily, grabbed Strange's clothes with both hands, and with brute force, he threw him off the second floor.
