After Kaecilius left No Doors Bar, it didn't take long for Sorcerer Supreme to choose a successor. The news spread throughout the magical world like wings.
This is equivalent to the CEO of the world's top company preparing to retire. He does not plan to find a suitable person from the management, but openly recruits from the outside world.
Suddenly, there was a sensation.
Regardless of whether it is true or not, its allure alone is enough to drive people crazy.
All mages who have a little knowledge of the magic world and have heard of Three Sanctuaries and Kamar-Taj are eager to give it a try, as if they have seen an unprecedented and precious opportunity.
Regardless of ability or qualification.
Anyway, you won't suffer any loss if you give it a try, so most people are looking forward to the start of Sorcerer Supreme Tournament with a fluke mentality of "what if they are selected".
It's like buying the lottery. No one can be completely sure whether they have won or not won before the lottery is drawn.
For outsiders who don't know the inside story and have no power to manipulate.
The final result seems to be that the poor cat Schrödinger is in an unknown state forever.
So, when the news broke.
Even those at the bottom have only learned some Gypsies divination tricks and relied on the third-rate mages to make ends meet by pretending to be gods.
They are also gearing up, as if they can't wait to show off their skills, get Vishanti's recognition, become Sorcerer Supreme, and reach the pinnacle of life...
In recent times, the best-selling public magic books are no longer best-sellers with a color of success study or story, such as "Mage Study Guide: Three Years to Get Started, Five Years to Success", "How to Make a Master", "Mage, Devil and Dog".
Instead, it became, "Summoning Ceremony: The Story That Mephisto and I Have to Tell", "Witchcraft Can Also Be Self-Taught", and "Making a Deal with the Devil, One Hundred Things to Note".
These names look very bluffing, and the contents are mostly books with little nutrition.
What they have in common is that they all have a "quick fix" and "shortcut" gimmick.
It seems that as long as you watch, three days of high-level and five days of legend, you can defeat Dimensional Demon God in less than a week.
Unfortunately, as Luke said, there is no quick shortcut to the path of a mage - the ratio is not discussed.
Those guys who always think about reaching the sky in one step often end up taking advantage of the professional liars who harvest souls - the devil.
Of course, there are also a very small number of people who have stepped on shit, the one and only Lucky Emperor.
For example, Dark Dimension is Dormammu.
This guy used to be an unknown Wizard, but he accidentally discovered Dark Dimension.
By chance, he became its ruler.
After this past was spread, there was a large group of mages who were keen to venture into strange dimensional worlds, and at the same time it greatly enriched the recipes and appetites of creatures from other dimensions.
All in all, Sorcerer Supreme Tournament is about to open.
As soon as this amazing news was released, it attracted a lot of attention and enthusiasm.
Many planets outside the earth have received the message, those who opened the market, those who placed bets, those who are waiting eagerly, and those who analyze the final winner...
All kinds of busybodies came out to join in the fun and participate in this grand event in different ways.
As the center of attention, Kamar-Taj remains silent as always, neither issuing a statement nor taking any action.
"Old Wang, do you have any tips for growing hair? I feel like my hair is falling out so fast recently."
Strange scratched the back of his head, with strands of sparse hair stuck between his fingers.
As a doctor, he believes that he has a healthy schedule, a reasonable diet, and never stays up late.
She sleeps eight hours a day and exercises actively. There is no genetic history of baldness or baldness in her family.
It's impossible to lose your hair!
Could it be that you have been under too much pressure recently?
"If I had, what would it be like now?"
Old Wang felt offended and said dully.
His shiny bald head was extremely obvious in the sunlight.
"I just think that you Orientals may have some unusual but very effective tricks for everything."
Strange said with a smile.
He was a little worried that he would be extremely smart in middle age, or that he would have a Mediterranean hairstyle.
Wouldn't that be very damaging to the image?
Before coming to Kamar-Taj, Strange was also a low-profile version of Tony-Stark, an uninhibited prodigal in love.
If you become bald, you will really have to become a monk for the rest of your life.
"I suggest you ask that person...Superman. He always knows everything and is a big boss who can chat and laugh with Ancient One."
Old Wang looked at Strange, who was wearing heavy armor and walking as fast as flying, and sighed at the magic of Luke.
After nearly a week of hard training, Strange, who was originally a little thin, has become more muscular, with strong muscles like hills bulging on his arms.
In appearance, it looks like a Asgard berserker.
Just two days ago, in Kamar-Taj's daily training class, Strange beat an intermediate mage with his bare hands until his face was covered in bruises and he fell to the ground.
However, none of the opponent's several spells penetrated the defense of that special heavy armor.
Such achievements undoubtedly gave Strange great confidence, and prompted him to continue running on the unknown road of "Melee Mage".
It also shows that the training conducted by Superman is indeed very effective.
"What? Hair loss?"
A few minutes later, Luke, who was staying in the room and playing games online with Thor, was a little surprised.
He glanced at Strange in front of him and thought to himself: Could it be that the opponent really wants to become a one-punch mage?
"Ahem, um, Stephen, have you ever watched "Old Testament"?"
Feeling Strange's fiery gaze, Luke cleared his throat and asked.
"Uh, no. I'm not a religious person, and I don't know much about it."
Strange shook his head. He used to believe in Franklin, which is banknotes, but now he believes in the trinity Vishanti.
None of them have anything to do with God.
"Well, there is a record in "Old Testament", Elisha - he is a Hebrew prophet."
"One day, as he was walking on the road, a group of naughty children laughed at his bald spot."
"So, Elisha secretly cursed these children in the name of Jehovah. As a result, two female bears suddenly ran out of the forest and bit those children to death."
"Tell me, Stephen, what did you learn from this story?"
Upon hearing the question, Strange looked confused and puzzled at first.
Then, after thinking about it carefully, it seemed like it suddenly dawned on me.
"Are you trying to say that maliciously slandering others is actually a sin and will be punished?"
He replied.
"Wrong. What I want to say is that Elisha was ridiculed by children because of his baldness, but Jehovah did not solve his problem, but the person who laughed at him."
Luke said with a serious look on his face.
"This proves that even the omniscient and omnipotent Lord cannot save baldness."
"..."
Strange was speechless.
"I'm not bald yet."
He said muffledly.
Luke glanced at the increasingly sparse hair and said in a sympathetic tone, "Strange, this will happen sooner or later."
"Then what should I do?"
Strange suddenly panicked.
When people reach middle age, increasing age and losing hair are two inevitable pains.
"Well, if you can't refuse, then try to accept."
Luke shrugged and encouraged. "Bald head is a symbol of strength. Let me ask you, Strange, do Ancient One have hair?"
The latter shook his head.
"Then the first Sorcerer Supreme Agamotto has hair?"
The latter continued to shake his head.
"That's right. Anyone who wants to become Sorcerer Supreme must pay a heavy price. Maybe hair is one of them."
Seeing Luke swearing so confidently, Strange was dubious.
On the one hand, reason tells him that being Sorcerer Supreme may have nothing to do with whether he is bald or not.
But on the other hand, when I think about the two generations before me and my own hair loss, I feel a little hopeful.
What if this is some kind of revelation?
Ancient One once said that he is a destined person.
Could it be that I am suffering from the pain of walking on the road of Sorcerer Supreme?
"Stephen, put aside your worries about baldness, it's time for us to go New York."
Luke patted the other party's shoulder and ignored the tangled psychology of this guy who abandoned medical law.
"In two days, the first introductory match will begin."
"It's time for us to rush to the battlefield and get ready."
Strange was stunned for a moment and asked, "New York?"
"That's right."
Luke raised the corner of his mouth and chuckled, "Congratulations, Stephen, you are back to the original Qidian."
ps: There's more~