Strange was startled by what he heard, then grew somewhat skeptical.
Gain power on par with a god?
Rumors really were just rumors. What a vague claim!
What did power on par with a god even mean? Did his current power count?
It didn't say how powerful those gods actually were.
What good was that comparison?
After all, if you took a lighter back to some ancient dynasty, you might well be hailed as a fire god.
Take advanced salt-making techniques back to ancient times, and you would be the god of salt!
"No more talking. I'm off to fight for my chance! This is a chance to become a god! I know I can secure a spot!"
The burly man eagerly charged toward the brilliant light. After a series of thunderous booms, he lay on the ground, his fate unknown.
"This is utter chaos!" Strange frowned deeply as he watched the Superhumans fighting one another.
He instinctively felt that something was wrong.
Why did these people believe the rumors so readily? Had someone demonstrated the power of these so-called Tailed Beasts to them?
How had the rumors spread to so many Superhumans?
Surely the powerful individual who obtained that information hadn't suddenly grown generous and handed it out to everyone for free?
That burly man had shared the information with Strange without any hesitation.
Shouldn't anyone who obtained information like that keep it hidden, afraid others might discover it?
Strange couldn't shake the feeling that something was seriously wrong.
"Magic is a wondrous language. It explains this world from another perspective."
Magneto, the Sorcerer Supreme, slowly appeared beside Strange.
"Magic emerged at almost the same time as humanity."
"Some speculate that magic may be a survival skill bestowed upon humanity by the gods."
"In this modern age, there may