First Battle

"Marvel's Magnetic Field Rotation"

While the Master Gu Yi was busy searching for the traitor Kaecilius all over the world, she also dealt with some demons or extradimensional creatures that were unintentionally summoned, in order to prevent these beings from threatening the normal development of human society.

For example, a medical professor from a certain Island Nation, who was quite obsessed with occult knowledge and was also wealthy, was no fool to have become a professor. He found a way to open another dimension in some books he had found in secondhand bookstores and successfully created a key. However, lacking the necessary offerings, the medical professor could only summon one creature from another world.

This creature is just an insignificant individual within the population, but its life essence is extremely high, and its learning ability and thinking speed far exceed those of humans.

The medical professor imprisoned this otherworldly creature in the basement as an experimental subject and research material, constantly studying it. Little did he know that in the process, this otherworldly creature was constantly learning human knowledge and culture, evolving rapidly, and even developing an independent personality. It took the day it was summoned to this world as its birthday, and on its first birthday, it asked the professors for a name, just like a child asking its father for a birthday present.

Furthermore, once this alien creature reaches maturity, it will release its spores like fungi reproduce. These spores will enter the human body, altering human cellular structure and achieving the evolution of the entire race as understood by the alien creature—this is also the form in which the alien creature's population reproduces and expands.

In other words, it is an easy thing for them to select the race with the highest number of civilizations among all the organisms on a planet, assimilate them, replace their position in the food chain, and rewrite the genetic code of organisms.

Through research, the medical professor discovered this characteristic of the alien creature. Logically, it should have been completely eliminated before the situation became too dire. However, during their long-term interaction, the alien creature, through learning hypnosis and biological agent induction, distorted the medical professor's thinking and cognition, causing him to protect it at all costs and believe that its purpose of achieving human evolution was correct.

Then the Master Gu Yi arrived, banished the alien creature back to its own universe, and used magic to erase the professor's memories.

Such things are not uncommon. In the information age, the exchange of knowledge is becoming increasingly fast and efficient. Taking advantage of this trend, the minions of otherworldly demons are spreading forbidden knowledge wantonly, driving human curiosity to try these rituals and thus opening the channels of invasion.

For example, the folk tale of summoning demons at crossroads is indeed true; it was spread by some low-class little devils.

Especially in the United States, the ignorance brought about by "happy education" and the global hegemony achieved through military force, along with the global plunder of wealth from the waste paper produced by the printing press, have made the spiritual life of the United States people far inferior to their material abundance. They are most eager to pursue these stimulating little things, and the Ha-gui tribe is most prevalent in the United States.

Time passed slowly, and everything seemed to be developing in an orderly manner. The outer space defense system, accompanied by countless Rocket taking off, had already taken initial shape. Hydra, S.H.I.E.L.D.., and the players that Nick Fury found entered the game world with the help of the GameDriver, constantly defeating Ultron to upgrade themselves. Ultron was also constantly evolving itself, and the two sides were in a dynamic balance.

Strange's magical training also progressed rapidly. Even with Mordo taking on apprentices on his behalf and with Wei Xiuming's assistance, Strange's growth was rapid.

In particular, Strange brought out the same dedication he had shown when preparing for his postgraduate entrance exam, even using astral projection to separate his soul from his body while sleeping. From the perspective of his soul, time seemed to slow down, allowing him to read an entire spellbook during this time.

He had mastered the basic magical knowledge and various stable white magic spells of Vishanti that other apprentices needed years to learn, but his magic power was not enough to use them well, and he needed a period of time to solidify his skills.

Given his rapid progress in cultivation, the Master Gu Yi granted Strange access to the library, allowing him to access those profound magical texts ahead of time.

Of course, compared to magic, Strange's greatest skill was close combat. He was shirtless, covered in grease, with his hands forming a hand seal, a shield in his left hand and a magical blade in his right, striking a Tai Chi pose.

Although he was still as lean as when he first arrived, his muscles had become incredibly firm through training. Even without magic, he would have been a great hero capable of tearing tigers and leopards apart in ancient times.

Across from him, Wei Xiuming, carrying a short stick, beckoned to Strange and said, "Come on! If you can fight me for three minutes without being knocked down, you can skip today's lesson."

"That's fantastic!" Strange said through gritted teeth.

In his daily life in Kamar-Taj, besides learning magic, there were all sorts of torturous physical training exercises. Climbing mountains in oxygen-deprived and low-temperature conditions was just a regular occurrence. Things like sticking his bare hands into hot iron sand and catching arrows shot at him were just basic training. When he was able to wield the Sacred Sword of Vishanti and conjure shields and magical blades, Wei Xiuming directly used a stick to spar with him. Every time, it ended with Wei Xiuming collapsing to the ground covered in bruises.

If it weren't for his fascination with the knowledge of magic, and the fact that with the appearance of his eight-pack abs, he found his hands slowly returning to normal—though still far from being able to wield a scalpel and perform surgery—he probably would have already defected from the sect.

After that, Wei Xiuming added many geometry courses for him, saying that they would help him use magic better.

Strange actually did that, and then devised a tactic to show Wei Xiuming what he was made of today.

When Strange opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on the floor once more, the floor of Kamar-Taj still so cold.

"Your idea of throwing out the magic shield as a leverage point to change your trajectory is good; it prevents you from panicking when falling into the Mirror Dimension. However, you subconsciously overlooked the fact that the enemy can fly... You'll need extra lessons in this area."

Upon seeing Strange wake up, Wei Xiuming spoke calmly.

Strange then remembered what he had just experienced. He rushed forward, leaped high into the air and slashed with his sword. Then he opened a magic shield, used it as a foothold to change his trajectory, and thrust his magic blade at an unexpected angle.

Then he passed out. Ischemic coma can cause temporary amnesia, and he couldn't remember how he was knocked unconscious.

"Master Mordo, the New York Sanctum has been invaded," the newly appointed librarian, Wang, ran over and said to Mordo.

"Where is the Sorcerer Supreme!" Mordo, who had been smiling as he watched Strange be defeated once again, immediately turned serious upon hearing the news.

"Before that, the London Sanctum was attacked, and she went there," Wang replied.

To be precise, Kaecilius used the magical node in New York to perform a ritual to summon Dormammu and obtain powerful dark magic from him. He then followed Dormammu's will to destroy the three Sanctum Sanctorum, break the magic circles, and then he could conquer the Earth. The Master Gu Yi went to stop them.

"I'll go right away." Mordo touched the Sling Ring his waist, which was still there. He picked up a staff and followed the king to the observatory in Kamar-Taj, which was used to monitor Earth. The doors there led directly to the three Sanctum Sanctorum, saving the mana needed to open portals.

Wei Xiuming tossed Strange's clothes to him and said, "You should come along too. It'll do you good to see a battle between mages."

"Can I take a shower first?" Strange asked hesitantly, looking at his greasy upper body. After an invisible sword strike shaved off a tuft of hair, he immediately pulled on his undershirt and coat and chased after Mordo.

But when Strange passed through the gate and arrived at the New York Sanctum, he found himself face to face with a sorcerer exuding a dark aura. The sorcerer's magic openly displayed its dark, corrosive, and domineering characteristics, which were impossible for a mortal body to contain. The sorcerer had been corrupted by that magic, and the skin around his eyes had been peeled off, leaving behind muscles and blood vessels filled with darkness.

"I thought the second one would be the king, but it turns out to be an apprentice." Kaecilius looked Strange up and Strange with a strange expression and said—applying oil to oneself, what a bizarre hobby.

The Master Gu Yi was once again lured away by his diversionary tactic. After Kaecilius dealt with the sorcerer Daniel stationed at the New York Sanctum, he set a trap, waiting for reinforcements from Kamar-Taj to fall into it, which is a strategy of besieging the enemy's stronghold and attacking their reinforcements.

After acquiring Dormammu's power, Kaecilius and his followers not only gained immense magical power, but also significantly improved their application of spatial magic. Kaecilius could confidently say that in the entire Kamar-Taj, he was second only to the Ancient One, the Sorcerer Supreme, in the art of Mirror Dimension magic.

So Mordo, who went ahead first, plunged headlong into the trap, and now no one knows where he has been exiled.

Then Kaecilius awaited the king's arrival. This burly, unapproachable fellow was a notorious figure in Kamar-Taj, but the Master Gu Yi had assigned him to be a librarian, responsible for guarding the magical tomes. Firstly, the king was skilled enough to distinguish between magical books suitable for different sorcerers, and secondly, he was strong enough not to be instantly killed like Dahshir. The dutiful king remained in Kamar-Taj, thus escaping a calamity.

"I am not an apprentice, but a doctor, a medical doctor!" Strange immediately raised his hands, controlling his muscles to make his scarred palms tremble as before. "I Kamar-Taj only to heal my hands, but magic couldn't meet my needs, so I have no reason to stop you. I'm just passing through on my way home."

It wasn't that Strange was backing down, but the sorcerer, controlled by dark forces, had such an aggressive gaze. After being looked up and down by the sorcerer without saying a word, Strange seemed to hear him whisper gently and elegantly, "I want to eat your pancreas."

"Doctor..." Kaecilius nodded and said, "As expected, the Ancient One was a hypocrite. Since we were both deceived by Ancient One, this matter has nothing to do with you."

Then Kaecilius stepped aside, and Strange left, thanking Strange profusely—after all, Wei Xiuming had sent him here to witness a battle between mages, not to actually fight, and Mordo wasn't there, so his departure wasn't a big deal.

But Strange didn't see that Kaecilius winked at one of his men, signaling him to take care of the witness.

A mage pulled with both hands, and a spatial blade appeared in his hands. He then hurled the blade like a javelin toward Strange's back.

After joining Dormammu, these fanatics abandoned the iconic spell of the Sacred Sword of Vishanti, opting instead for a more concealed and destructive spatial blade. Of course, this was also partly due to their rejection by the Triune Vishanti, rendering them unable to use white magic.

Strange knew these people wouldn't let him go, so he was already on guard. In addition, the combat awareness he had developed during Wei Xiuming's combat training allowed him to pull out a magic shield the moment he sensed something was wrong and turn around to block the spatial blade.

Looking at the space where the magic had dissipated, Strange's heart pounded wildly. If he had been just a second slower, he would probably be lying dead on the spot by now.

A confident attack was blocked by someone who was clearly a magic apprentice. Without Kaecilius's orders, the mage drew a spatial blade and charged at Strange. And as if to show off, he didn't take the stairs, but instead walked along the wall as if defying gravity.

"Have we already entered the Mirror Dimension?" Strange noticed something amiss with the other party's demeanor, regretting that he had been in combat training and hadn't worn his Sling Ring.

Thinking this to himself, Strange's hands moved swiftly. The moment the mage swung his sword at him, he channeled his magic, and a magical longsword appeared in his hand. After a quick maneuver, the mage froze on the spot, and then two or three seconds later, his head rolled off his neck.

No blood flowed; at this moment, their bodies were filled with dark magic.

The head rolled several times on the ground, and a deep red mark flashed on its forehead. The mage's soul was then taken back by Dormammu —the price for using the power of the Dark Dimension.

As a doctor, Strange had seen many dead people, so he didn't have any extreme reaction to killing. Instead, he was grateful for Wei Xiuming's grueling training. It was his rigorous training that made his reactions so quick, and his trained body was able to keep up with the speed of his thoughts.

His hands, especially, were very steady when he held the knife.