Chapter 594 The heart-pounding Doctor Strange, the power of dusk
In unknown space.
Darkness, shadow, killing, chaos and other negative energies are intertwined.
These energies collided and destroyed each other, and storms formed purely of energy blew up, stirring up energy to further chaos.
When the energy gradually tends to calm down, suddenly.
Another energy storm was set off, further promoting the energy chaos in the space, like waves on the beach, layer upon layer, never ending.
It seems that chaos is the only theme in the entire space.
However.
If you look at the center of the entire dark and chaotic space, you will find a dark yellow magic castle floating in the void.
The area near the castle is like the eye of the storm. It is calm, or in other words, full of order.
I don't know if it's because of the suppression of the magic castle, or because of the ray of order that emerged from the endless chaos.
It seems unusually peaceful here.
eager! lure! threaten!
This dark yellow ancient magic castle seems to be exuding an inexplicable aura all the time.
Ordinary people, even if they just take a look at it, their orifices will bleed, and their whole body will be filled with diseased emotions, and their own souls will enter it uncontrollably.
dusk! dusk! dusk!
If the magician of Kama Taj could see this ancient magic castle, he would probably be able to tell the aura of the evil god of dusk immediately.
Yes, this is the Dusk Castle, which exudes a strong aura of dusk power, as if the Lord of Dusk has visited it in person.
However, the reality is that the Lord of Twilight has been killed by Karma Taj's Supreme Mage.
Corpses, dimensions, and origins are all the trophies of Karma Taj.
At this moment, Strange stood in front of this dusk castle, thinking silently in his heart.
He had received an invitation before.
He didn't know which force was behind it, but the content of the invitation intrigued him.
Because the other party is trading chaos magic.
However, when he followed the direction of the invitation and opened the space portal, he felt his scalp numb when he saw everything in front of him.
The power of dusk!
There is no doubt that the other party is absolutely and closely related to the fallen mage who defected before.
Because when those fallen mages defected, they stole part of the origin of the Twilight Evil God from the temple.
Although not many people know about it, Doctor Strange has a certain understanding.
Click! Click! Click!
Standing in front of the door, Strange was hesitating whether to knock on the door.
At this moment, Strange's arrival seemed to be sensed, and with the clicking sound, the gate of the dusk castle slowly opened.
Strange watched as the door had been completely opened, and it seemed like there was a dark magic castle inside.
Hesitate for a moment and step in slowly.
boom!
Just after entering the gate, walking a few steps and entering the interior of the castle, there was a bang, and the gate behind him slammed shut.
Strange couldn't help but look back, his face slightly nervous.
But he didn't seem to be too worried, so he turned around and walked towards the interior of the castle.
This dusk castle seems to have many years of history. At a glance, it looks ancient and exudes a smell called history.
Oil paintings, sculptures from various eras, and candles with strange shapes can be seen everywhere.
If you abandon the evil factors of this castle, there is no doubt that it has great historical value.
However, Strange glanced at it and seemed not to be touched at all. He quickened his pace and walked towards the depths of the castle.
Like the previous magical invitation, he could clearly sense a call emerging from his heart.
Guide him towards his destination.
Although it feels like every step of his actions is being led by someone, exuding a strong sense of calculation.
But apart from being more vigilant, he cooperated with everything else.
Soon, following the call from his heart, he entered a spacious rotunda.
On the edge of the hall, a large number of torches formed a circle, making the entire hall exceptionally bright and exuding a hint of warmth.
For some reason, in such an environment, Strange, who was originally vigilant, relaxed slightly.
"Come out, you've worked so hard to invite me over."
Strange spoke, his loud voice echoing throughout the rotunda.
However, everything around him was as usual, and it seemed that the words just now did not awaken some existence.
"If you don't come out, then I'll leave."
As he spoke, Strange began to wave some hanging rings in his hands, trying to open a portal to leave.
However, as the red flame-colored sparks lit up, they soon went out completely.
The space teleportation gate has not been opened, and it seems to be restricted.
After realizing everything, Strange didn't seem to be too surprised.
Instead, he turned his head and looked at a passage ahead to the left. A man in black robes gradually walked out.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
"Strange, I have long heard of your genius."
"I didn't expect you to be so skilled in using such a difficult magic as flesh clone."
A loud voice sounded, and the fallen mage seemed to start praising Xie Lai.
Yes, this time, Strange is not himself, but a magical clone or a flesh and blood clone.
After all, no one knows the danger behind this magical invitation.
He was not stupid enough to come directly.
After all, no matter how stupid he is, he will not throw himself into a trap.
After Strange heard the fallen mage's words, he did not show any emotion. He remained expressionless. After a moment of silence, he slowly said: "You invited me here!"
"Now, I'm here!"
"It's time to show your sincerity"
If these fallen mages are setting traps or fooling him.
At worst, this flesh and blood clone will be handed over here.
As for the rest, he will naturally fight to the death with these fallen mages who designed him.
It seemed that he understood Strange's thoughts quite well, and the fallen mage did not particularly bother about Strange's arrival without himself.
He raised his right hand slightly, stretched out his palm, and in the blink of an eye, a burgundy magic book slowly floated in his hand.
Immediately afterwards, the fallen mage waved forward slightly, and the burgundy magic book flew towards Strange.
The flying speed was neither fast nor slow, but it made Strange feel itchy inside.
The book fell in front of him and he quickly turned through a few pages.
Seeing the familiar characters and the introduction of some chaos magic, Strange nodded slowly.
No matter what, even if this flesh and blood clone is handed over here, it is not a loss.
While he was flipping through the book for review, the fallen mage standing not far away slowly spoke.
"Strange, you are a genius."
"But Kama Taj is the grave of geniuses. There are countless genius mages in history, but only a few survived in the end."
"In fact, the longest one has not lived more than a hundred years old, and almost all genius mages have died on the battlefield."
"Strange, there is no doubt that this is your future."
"Tell me an answer. Are you willing to become a cannon fodder mage under Emperor Weishan?"
Strange, who was flipping through the books, paused for a moment, but he didn't seem to be frightened by the fallen mage's alarmism and continued to flip through the books.
It seems that I am going to write down all the knowledge in this book during this period of time.
Even if this clone is in danger, it's not a loss.
The fallen mage saw Strange flipping through a book and seemed not to care about what he just said.
He couldn't help but remain silent for a moment, then continued: "Strange, I know you want to study chaos magic, but are you mentally prepared for the harm that may come from studying chaos magic?"
This time, Strange, who was flipping through the books, stopped suddenly and slowly raised his head to stare at the fallen mage opposite.
Feeling Strange's gaze, the fallen mage couldn't help but nod with great satisfaction.
Geniuses are naturally full of curiosity and pursuit of mystery, unknown, and powerful magic.
"Strange, since you want to learn chaos magic, you must know the relationship between chaos magic and Sithorn, the god of dark magic."
"Don't forget, Emperor Weishan is the god of white magic, and the two are in opposition to each other."
"Although Karma Taj does not explicitly prohibit the study of chaos magic, she is generally repulsive to chaos magic."
"Strange, I believe you have noticed that there are very few books on chaos magic in the library."
This time, Strange gave up the idea of continuing to read and quietly looked at the fallen mage opposite.
Of course he knew the danger the other party mentioned.
Although, there is very little introduction to chaos magic in the Kama Taj Library.
But when he was in Vientiane World, he learned a lot about Sithorn from the Vientiane World Library.
He is also very aware of the dangers in practicing and studying chaos magic.
However, Lockhart and his disciple Wanda are both studying and practicing.
So why can't he?
in particular……
"Chaos magic is our common pursuit and the way to become a god."
"Strange, in a sense, we are companions, companions on the path of chaos magic."
At this point, the fallen mage's words began to become fanatical.
"Long lifespan, the possibility of becoming a god, powerful strength, these, Chaos Magic can satisfy us."
"Strange, I know what obstacles you are facing right now."
"As a believer of Emperor Weishan, turning to Chaos Magic is undoubtedly a betrayal."
"You are vulnerable to the dual hostility of Emperor Weishan and Sithorn."
Hearing this, Strange's heart sank, although his expression remained expressionless.
Yes, the situation is exactly as the fallen mage said.
This is why he tried every means to enter the dimensional gap.
I just want to use the special chaos in the dimensional gap to block the induction of the two dimensional gods, so that I can successfully switch to chaos magic.
As long as the transfer is successful, as long as the first step is completed.
Next, it will be much easier to operate.
"We can help you with this." The fallen mage looked into Strange's eyes and said word by word.
As he spoke, he slowly stretched out the palm of his right hand.
A ball of dark red magic power floated above the palm of his hand, constantly changing into various shapes.
Feeling the aura of order and chaos, Slytherin took a slight breath.
Chaos magic!
The most charming thing is that it is mysterious and unpredictable, integrating order and chaos, and can create all things and rewrite reality.
"Look, how beautiful it is." Looking at the chaotic magic power in his hand, the fallen mage said with some obsession.
"You know, we were all followers of Emperor Weishan."
"But now, we only paid a small price to cut off the connection with Emperor Weishan and shield Sithorn from prying eyes."
"We have a complete set of rituals to help you switch to chaos magic at the minimum cost."
"We even have a complete process for becoming a dimensional god."
Speaking of this, the fallen mage's words were full of temptation.
I have to say that I have a strong grip on Strange at this moment.
Seeing the hesitation and excitement on Strange's face, the fallen mage couldn't help but smile.
Everyone is the magician of Kama Taj and once was a genius.
It's pretty much the same as what's going on in my head.
Don't look at them. They defected from Kamal Taj, but they still have their own power within Kamal Taj.
Let me ask, there are indeed heroic mages in Kama Taj who are not afraid of sacrifice and dare to fight against other dimensions.
However, just ask how many mages can completely refuse the temptation of chaos magic.
This is a long life, a way to become a god.
As long as they can't refuse, they will have allies.
Especially geniuses like Strange are their top priority.
Geniuses always have a hard time resisting the temptation of chaos magic.
call! suck! call! suck!
At this moment, Strange's breathing was slightly rapid, and he would be lying if he said he was not moved.
But soon, he forced himself to calm down, looked at the fallen mage running in black across from him, and asked calmly.
"What do you want?"
"You, no, it should be said that it is what we are going to do." There was a slight smile in the fallen mage's words.
"What we want to do is actually very simple, that is to give us more time to study chaos magic and set foot in the realm of dimensional gods."
"But the most basic premise is safety!"
"You're right, Mage Strange."
At this point, the fallen mage's tone became very sincere.
"What we don't want to do is to have a safe enough place and have enough time to further study chaos magic."
"Of course, we also hope that more mages will join us in deducing chaos magic."
"Other than that, we have no other demands."
His attitude was very sincere, and his words did not seem to have any harsh requirements.
Just want a safety, a time.
Strange was silent for a moment, not sure if he believed it or not, and asked again: "What do you want?"
The fallen mage opposite looked at Strange's expressionless face.
It seemed that he wanted to see some hidden information in the other person's face and Strange's attitude.
"It's not a special request."
"We help you switch to Chaos Magic."
"You just need to give us some information."
