How to Be a Sorcerer Supreme

"Thump."

Strange felt a numbness in the back of his knees, and his knees buckled, causing him to kneel on the ground. He didn't even know why he did it, and stared blankly at Wei Xiuming with disbelief on his face.

Wang quietly tossed the bamboo toothpick into the trash can under the table. His innocent expression clearly indicated that he knew nothing; he was only slightly proficient in the art of acupoint identification and striking.

"An immortal touched my head, granting me eternal life."

Wei Xiuming squeezed a drop of blood from his fingertip, held the crystal-clear blood in his palm, and then placed his hand on Strange's head. The magnetic force braided his hair into three cornrows, and the drop of blood took the opportunity to seep into Strange's body.

"Strange, I have nothing more to teach you. These fifty years of experience are a gift I'm giving you. Accept it well!"

Just like in martial arts dramas where a senior master knows his days are numbered and passes on his profound Internal Force to a junior, using his decades of experience to forcibly transform that novice into a top-notch fighter, Wei Xiuming infused Strange with his so-called "fifty years of inner strength."

This Wei Xiuming is actually the Great Leader. In the current timeline, Wei Xiuming has been busy with the work of the outer space defense system, which means that the wings of protection have been spread and the special energy field "wing membrane" has enveloped the earth. From now on, it will be impossible for aliens to enter the earth's atmosphere as freely as they would a free public toilet.

Of course, the so-called fifty years of power is just a drop of his blood as a strong person. A strong person with Magnetic Field Rotation field of 990,000 horsepower can be transformed into a person with 800,000 horsepower with a drop of blood. Even if his power has declined a lot, the essence of his final realm has not fallen. After 500,000 horsepower, the strong person's body will be permanently magnetized by the magnetic field.

Of course, this power isn't permanent; it only lasts for eight minutes, but that's enough for Strange to handle what's to come.

"My power, my soul is burning."

Strange, without any instruction, used that powerful force on his own. In a flash, he was in front of Kaecilius and then decapitated him with a single stroke.

When Strange returned to the roadside stall carrying the head, the napkin he had picked up on his way there was still on the ground.

Before Kaecilius could even react, his headless body was still casting spells, and magic was still flowing according to his remaining spiritual power. But without the control of his soul, the magic failed, and the chaotic space instantly swallowed his body.

The other two fanatics were terrified by what they saw. They turned to run away but couldn't move their legs. Then they discovered a line of blood on their waist and abdomen, with dark energy gushing out from the wound.

Originally, the dark energy was supposed to repair their bodies, but now a strange energy was lingering at the wounds, preventing this from happening. Amidst their shrill screams, their bodies exploded into powder from the inside out.

"What fanatics? They're nothing but clay chickens and dogs."

Wang asked the shopkeeper for a black plastic bag and put Kaecilius's head in it. The mages of the Hong Kong Temple followed him, casting illusion and dream spells that distorted everything the ordinary people saw.

"Strange, dispose of Kaecilius's head with magic and send it to the wizarding world for a tour. Tell those mages this is the price of betrayal. Anyone who tries to challenge the rules set by the Sorcerer Supreme will see if their necks are tougher or the Sorcerer Supreme's blade is faster."

The Great Leader twirled a bamboo chopstick and said pointedly.

"Strange, this is the last lesson I'll teach you. In this world, nothing is more important than reason. If your fist is strong enough and your knife is sharp enough, then you are reason."

"Like the United States, it has committed every evil deed in human history, but its military strength is the greatest. So it can use the banner of oil to wantonly invade other countries, and even steal the concept of democracy from the corpse of the CCP, package it as its own product, and it doesn't even affect its reputation as the beacon of humanity."

"Since the Master Gu Yi bestowed the title of Sorcerer Supreme upon you, you must act in accordance with that title. If anyone disagrees with you, beat them until they submit. If anyone questions whether your actions violate their principles, then instill your reasoning in them through your fists."

Hearing this, Mordo broke out in a cold sweat that soaked his clothes. No matter how he looked at it, the Great Leader was warning him—although the Great Leader didn't know magic, he could easily blast him to pieces before Mordo could even prepare his magic and artifacts.

Wang and the otherworldly-looking sorcerer wholeheartedly agreed with Wei Xiuming's theory. The former Sorcerer Supreme, in establishing Kamar-Taj's authority, was ruthless in her killing; she had slain no sorcerer, alien, familiar, extraterrestrial, or demon apostle. Her unparalleled martial arts skills were honed through countless life-or-death battles, much like the position of martial arts alliance leader in wuxia novels—everyone earns it by defeating challengers with their fists and weapons. Those who ascend to that position based on seniority, hierarchy, or democratic elections would never be truly respected.

In particular, the location of the Sanctum Sanctorum is at a crucial magical node. There are many Mages have lost their lineage.

For example, the Sanctum Sanctorum of New York was originally a place used by Native Americans for sacrifices. Evil mages who came with the colonists took a liking to the place, bribed the colonists with gold and some magical items, slaughtered the entire Native American tribe, occupied the land and transformed it into an altar for sacrificing to evil gods. They used the corpses and souls of the entire Native American tribe as sacrifices to gain the favor of evil gods.

"What if we can't beat them?" Just as he was trying to inspire everyone, Strange threw cold water on their enthusiasm.

"You are already the Sorcerer Supreme, bearing the responsibility of saving the world. You naturally stand on the moral high ground. Anyone who challenges or questions you is questioning authority. If you can't win, of course you should use the name of righteousness to gather the other mages, and everyone should fight side by side. There's no need to reason with evil demons and heretics. After winning, divide up the property of those evil mages and use their corpses and souls as research material for magic."

The Great Leader did not show any deep disappointment regarding Strange's question. The worst thing a medical student can do is pretend to know what they don't. If you have any questions, ask someone who knows on the spot. This is the most basic professional quality.

"And if someone received your summons but didn't come, then after dealing with the person who initially offended you, lead those who are willing to follow you to find those people, label them as traitors who betrayed the earth, and then call upon your fellow martial artists to kill them and divide their property—in short, those who obey me prosper, those who oppose me perish."

"The greater good is in your hands; it is the strongest sword. You must know how to use it—of course, you must also become strong as soon as possible to avoid being chopped down before you even have a chance to use your name."

The inherent ferocity and brutality of Strange's Anglo-pirate bloodline were stirred by the domineering power hidden in the Great Leader's words, and the elegance he used to decorate his own image was set aside.

After dismissing Strange with a few words, the Great Leader instructed the ethereal-looking sorcerer to summon the sorcerers stationed at the Sanctum Sanctorum to come out for a casual meal and to meet the current Sorcerer Supreme Wei, would pay for tonight's expenses.

Because of the Sorcerer Supreme's orders, the sorcerers of Kamar-Taj are not allowed to use magic for profit, so they have always lived a relatively poor life. In more official terms, "Dependence on material things is a disconnect from the spirit." In Avengers, Wong couldn't even afford a sandwich and had to be treated by Strange.

The monks at the Hong Kong Sanctum Sanctorum are the same; they have very few ways to make a living. Some of the older monks set up fortune-telling stalls in places like Temple Street. When they see someone who looks like a sucker, they rush up to them and say things like, "You have a prominent forehead bone, your eyes are full of spiritual light, you are a reincarnation of an immortal, a god descended to earth, I have finally waited for you," to fool the person and earn a living.

Now that someone's treating, even if it's just a street food stall, at least I don't have to pay for it myself, so why wouldn't I be happy?

While everyone here was happily enjoying a meal, the situation at S.H.I.E.L.D.. was far from optimistic.

As the game progresses, Ultron, the boss, grows alongside the player. Leaving the player's side aside for now, it's basically a combination of the first Avengers plus a few Hydra core members.

With Wei Xiuming around, various upgrade items will be provided to them according to the upper limit of the game area, and correspondingly, Ultron is also evolving in sync.

At first, Ultron's various functions were gradually unlocked. Various accessories such as fingertip energy rays and strong Gravity Interference Device made its combat power advance by leaps and bounds. Although it became more and more difficult to fight than before, a dynamic balance trend emerged between it and the player.

Later, Ultron learned the ability to summon minions, which is to temporarily create multiple copies of the program. In the network world, these are just relatively simple program codes, but in the game world, they are individual Ultron sub-robots, which are degraded versions of Ultron robots.

Compared to the Ultron, the Ultron Sentinels have simpler functions, but they can effectively restrain the player group and prevent the Ultron from being ganged up on.

But a turning point came during a strategy game. Ultron was defeated once again, but it did not die. A targeted program hacked into Black Widow's game driver, copied the data from the game driver, and spread it widely, claiming it was the key to opening the door to a new world.

Although the game driver falls into the category of advanced technology, this is the Marvel Universe. Even if it's assembled in a basement using electronic waste, it can be completely copied as long as the complete technical data is obtained. This thwarted Nick Fury's plan.

Just like with transformations, mass-produced ones, no matter how high their stats are, are still just grunts. That's why Nick Fury has always focused on elite troops, with only a dozen or so players. These individuals, each with their own strengths, have been able to defeat Ultron every time.

However, with the proliferation of game drivers, any Tom, Dick, or Harry could enter the game world and defeat Ultron, the BOSS. If it were underground organizations or institutions entangled with the government, that would be one thing, as their personnel would at least be professionally trained and possibly skilled gamers. But those low-level villains on the street were simply easy targets. After easily winning their first battle against the hordes of new players flooding into the game world, the situation became increasingly uncontrollable.

That was merely a sacrifice made by Ultron, a guise to attract more players into the game. Ultron's Sentinels were practically sitting ducks, allowing players to attack them without even the most basic counterattack.

At the start of the second game, the Avengers members, who were closed beta testers, didn't even bother attacking Ultron. Instead, they were responsible for maintaining order among the players and preventing them from fighting each other over minor conflicts, thus avoiding casualties before officially attacking Ultron.

Although the game world is a game world, there is no such thing as immunity to damage from teammates. Especially after entering the game realm, the players, big and small, can be considered superpowered, and their fights can be earth-shattering.

However, this game showed players the cruelty of the game world. Before they even left the starting area, they were no match for the Ultron Sentinels in a single round. Each plasma ball fired by the ion launcher could take the lives of one or more players.

The Avengers wanted to intervene, but the sheer number of players prevented them from advancing, until most of the players fell victim to Ultron's Carnage.

Fortunately, players in the game world appear as data entities. Apart from feeling pain, all kinds of damage appear as specific numerical values. Even if they are injured, they will not bleed. When they die, their bodies will disintegrate into data streams and disappear. Otherwise, the Avengers would have witnessed a real mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

After this battle, Ultron ultimately emerged victorious, became unprecedentedly powerful, gaining access to countless players' data. The game world became increasingly realistic, and its impact on the real world grew ever greater.

For example, players who die in the game truly disappear in the real world; their existence is erased by an invisible force. Only fellow players remember them, and no other trace of their existence can be found. This also means that many people are unaware of the dangers of the game world and are more eager to try it out.

When the third game began, the Avengers discovered that there were many more new players, and the game world was terrifyingly realistic.

If it weren't for the significant differences between the game world and the real world, they would think that Ultron stepped directly out of the data network and into the real world—that the game world was directly replicating the real world.