Hearing Luke say that he was a high-level mage, Strange almost laughed out loud.
It's not that he looks down on the other party, but that mages have unique skills in judging strength.
Magic is the continuous transformation of the soul. Whenever you sign a contract with Dimensional Demon God, your spirit will be infected and emit all kinds of light.
For example, believers of Chthon must be dark, deep, and gloomy.
The spokesperson of Crimson Sovereign Cyttorak is particularly fond of bright colors, filled with scarlet light.
Most of the followers of Vishanti are pure white and orange.
Strange did not perceive the light of the soul as bright as a lamp in Luke.
Except for a thin trace of pure white, which is the white magic aura attached to "Book of the Vishanti", nothing else can be seen.
"High-level mage... To be honest, you only have the physical requirements to meet the requirements."
Old Wang took a casual glance. In his opinion, Luke was ordinary except for his tall stature and strong physique like a high-level mage.
The surge of magic power and the light of the soul are quite weak.
You have to sense it carefully to notice it.
To sum up, Luke is just an entry-level apprentice at best, the kind of newcomer who has one foot in the Magical Academy.
It's not "high-end" at all!
"It seems that you all have doubts about my strength, so I can only end my low-key behavior and have a showdown with you."
Luke cleared his throat, but he didn't see any movement, and his eyes suddenly burst into a dazzling light.
The terrifying aura was like a volcano erupting.
Like an invisible big hand, it tightly grasped the hearts of everyone present, suffocating their breathing.
Immediately afterwards, scarlet, dark, pure white, and various colors of light filled the soul, bursting out in groups, almost blinding Strange and Old Wang's eyes.
They subconsciously raised their hands to cover the unrealized soul light, and their eyes showed a look of horror.
A high-level mage who is only one step away from becoming a legend!
"What... is going on? Cyttorak, Chthon and Vishanti all seem to have extended an olive branch to him!"
Strange looked in disbelief, Luke was like a shining precious diamond, and the group of Dimensional Demon God were scrambling to snatch it.
The extremely brilliant light of the soul has already confirmed this.
As long as he is willing, he can immediately be recognized by Cyttorak, Chthon or Vishanti and receive huge gifts.
In the opinion of Kamar-Taj and Mystic Arts Master, this is undoubtedly an enviable and jealous treatment.
Just like a fresh graduate, not only did he receive an invitation from the Fortune Global 500, but he also received favorable treatment and was directly promoted to department manager.
Most junior mages are still looking forward to successfully passing the interview and becoming an intern.
This is differential treatment!
"I said, Old Wang, those legendary mages may not be recognized by so many Dimensional Demon God, right?"
Strange said sourly.
Although he also has special treatment, he was led in by Mordo and taught by Sorcerer Supreme himself.
But in front of a wall-mounted device like Luke that cannot be guessed by common sense, it still cannot be put on the table.
Old Master Wong rolled his throat twice and corrected. "Be more confident and remove the questioning tone."
"Legendary mages are just humble ants in Dimensional Demon God's eyes. In their extremely long lives, they have met countless legends. It is not surprising at all."
Strange remained silent. Kaecilius, whom Kamar-Taj recognized as the most talented, and Mordo, who was most trusted by the Ancient One, are currently only high-level mages and have not yet become legends.
And Luke, who has received the attention of many Dimensional Demon God, has the qualifications to become a legend or even surpass a legend!
"I obviously used the rituals and spells of "《The Key of Solomon》", but I summoned a high-level mage..."
Strange still doesn't understand, but that doesn't stop him from hugging his thigh.
Compared with Hellspawn who is full of intrigues and not obedient enough, Luke is obviously a more suitable contract partner!
"Sorcerer Strange, do you think I have the qualifications to be your contractor?"
Luke's slight show of skill surprised Strange, who had never seen the world, and the mage Old Wang.
The extremely dazzling light of the soul has proved the results of his training at Kamar-Taj, a high-level mage who can be mastered in three days and graduated in five days.
"Of course! I don't know your name yet, may I ask..."
Strange nodded crazily like a chicken pecking at rice, fearing that Luke would turn around and leave.
Although the Ancient One once mentioned it intentionally or unintentionally, he was destined to come to Kamar-Taj. In the future, he will have a heavier and greater mission to shoulder.
But no matter what happens in the future, the reality before us is cruel.
Strange didn't even get a ticket for the Sorcerer Supreme competition, but senior brother Mordo has already been recognized by the three legends and borrowed their strength.
The sense of urgency prompted him to seek help from the old man Mephisto.
"You can call me 'Superman'."
Luke said lightly.
He probably guessed what the Ancient One was thinking.
No matter which universe, Stephen-Strange will become Sorcerer Supreme. This established fact is difficult to change.
Just like Steve-Rogers will always become Captain America, Tony-Stark will also say the phrase "I am Iron Man".
Following this line of thinking, the so-called "Sorcerer Supreme Tournament" is equivalent to a large-scale performance show with a predetermined result.
The Ancient One will definitely secretly open the back door for Strange - packaged as a "gold finger" that can only be obtained through hard work, diligence, and completing adventures.
After all, every superhero must experience a Mind Stone redemption and psychological growth.
"I wouldn't mind making a guest appearance as a portable grandpa."
Luke, who has seen through the subsequent development, believes that he can act as the "plug-in" and help Strange win the position of Sorcerer Supreme.
Of course, he doesn't work for free.
As a price, the Ancient One needs to pay the coordinates of the universe so that he can go to the next stop smoothly.
The plan goes through!
"No matter how you look at it, this is a good deal."
Luke thought.
He didn't think that the Ancient One could find Strange's thug Skyfather-level.
Asgard and Odin can't pull this face off.
After all, he is the co-owner of Nine Realms, the first generation of Skyfather.
"Strange! Sorcerer Supreme summons you."
Just as Luke was thinking about how to discuss this cooperation with the Ancient One, a mage trotted in.
He saw a crowd of people in the central hall. He was surprised at first, and then waved to Strange.
"By the way, there is also the... contractor next to you. Sorcerer Supreme also wants to meet him."
The mage added.
Strange turned sideways and looked at Luke, who smiled slightly and seemed not surprised.
He had already guessed that what the Ancient One said about being seriously injured and his end was approaching was definitely a well-written script.
Let Strange face pressure and responsibility in advance, so that this destined Inheritors can accept the trial of Vishanti.
"Is there anything better than leaving get off work early? No!"
Luke thought so.
He pushed Strange, who was in a daze, and motioned for him to come over quickly.
Then, he turned around and said to Thor and Rocket Raccoon: "Be calm and don't cause anything."
"Old Wang, take a good look at these two and prepare hot pot."
The chubby old Master Wong scratched his head. Why did this contractor summoned by Strange look so familiar?
ps: Also~ (serious face. jpg)