The following competition gradually entered a fierce and intense stage.
The main thing to watch is that each participant shows off their abilities and copes with the oncoming Thought Maggots.
Not many mages can successfully pass the test.
In the first two hours, failure was declared, and only a few people surrendered and quit.
After four hours, most of the participants were eager to give it a try.
They burned out Magic Furnace one after another, crushed the road signs, and left Dream Dimension.
Those people are sensible and understand that risking their lives for a position with little hope is not cost-effective.
Of course, there are also a few more aggressive gamblers.
They didn't realize their regret until Thought Maggots swallowed them up, eating their active thoughts and turning their full souls into empty shells.
By then, it was already too late.
Five hours later, less than half of the original forty-two participants remained.
The six hours remain intact until the second hand jumps to the last frame.
The beacon in Magic Furnace suddenly shattered and turned into a teleportation portal with pulling power.
Shrouded or exhausted, or the combatants who are at ease, take them away from Dream Dimension in an instant.
it's over.
In the end, sixteen participants passed the test.
Strange is one of them.
"How much did you make?"
Luke did not rush to congratulate him immediately, but looked at Rocket Raccoon who was dancing and shouting excitedly.
"It allows me to buy a brand new spaceship! I become rich overnight. I love this battle for hegemony!"
Rocket Raccoon jumped on the table, twisting his body like an epileptic patient having a seizure.
A thrilling gambling game, this is undoubtedly the favorite of dog gamblers.
Especially when they become winners.
The refreshing feeling it brings is simply unparalleled.
Strange himself is a little guy that no one pays attention to. He can make it out of the entry round and qualify for the next round. This is something that many people did not expect.
Rocket Raccoon This wave of stud has been richly rewarded.
"Do you need me to give you half?"
This guy was very knowledgeable and offered to share it.
Even though that fluffy little face was full of a look of reluctance and heartache.
"Forget it, I don't need this thing."
Luke waved his hand, and when he returned to Universe 1024, the credit currency jointly issued by Three Empires of the Galaxy would be of little use.
Besides, you can find someone else to pick it up when the time comes.
Compared to getting something for nothing, Superman prefers to do it himself.
Ten minutes later, Strange came to No Doors Bar after finishing his rest.
This became their temporary base. The old bartender Monark had no objections and was happy to welcome them, as long as they remembered to pay the bill while drinking.
"Stay away from me."
Before Strange walked in, he was unanimously boycotted by Luke and Rocket Raccoon.
In his soul, there is a lot of Thought Maggots that has not yet been digested.
This results in the flesh being filled with a putrid smell, as if it had not had a bath in months while being fed canned herring every day, making people want to avoid it.
"I finally won with great difficulty, but instead of congratulating you, you showed disgust..."
Strange was a little hurt, but he couldn't wait to run over and share the joy.
"We have seen your courage and means through live broadcast, and that is enough."
Luke Covered his nose and pulled the seat farther away.
"The next game is in three days, can you recover?"
For the sake of making money, Rocket Raccoon's attitude towards Strange has become much better than before.
"Barely enough."
Strange was not sure. Due to over-casting the spell in Dream Dimension, a painful gastric perforation began to torture him.
Not to mention the beer Rocket Raccoon handed over, even taking a sip of water or even moving a few times would cause a clear and sharp pain in the abdomen, like a knife cutting and burning.
"In the second game, just let me take action."
Luke smiled.
If the king fights the silver game on his behalf, will he still overturn?
The group of people stayed at the bar chatting, and soon Loki and Thor also walked in.
When the latter saw Luke and others, he did not take the initiative to come closer, but followed his sister to sit at the edge of the bar.
Looking at his cheerful smile, you knew that Loki must have said something good.
"Praise for sex over friends!"
Rocket Raccoon was indignant and couldn't figure out why Thor was so obsessed with a bad woman.
"It's just like Quill. As long as a female creature appears, his attention will be completely attracted to it."
Luke doesn't care about this little thing. Loki obviously has some secrets that he is hiding from Thor.
Otherwise, why would the majestic Princess Asgard participate in Sorcerer Supreme Tournament?
But that was Asgard's family matter, and he had no intention of intervening.
"I always feel that the plot will enter a runaway stage, and a small incident will lead to bigger troubles."
Luke has some kind of intuition, maybe it's Skyfather-level's keen perception of danger.
"However, the only ones that can threaten me in this universe are the Ancient One and Odin... I am not a primary school student from an island country. I am a humanoid disaster generator. Wherever I go, the crisis will follow."
He didn't believe that he would be so unlucky that something big happened.
"Hey, isn't that little girl the second most popular contestant of Sorcerer Supreme Tournament?"
Just as Luke was thinking about how to avoid more trouble, Rocket Raccoon pushed his shoulder.
Following the other person's line of sight, two long legs wrapped in thin black silk came into view first.
Continuing up, there are tight leather pants and an exposed flat waist.
Then, there is a round arc that attracts the eye.
"Magik, Liana-Rasputin."
Luke raised his eyebrows and called out the other person's name.
Magik, who was standing at the door, seemed to hear it.
His long hair swayed slightly and he looked this way.
"Whoa, did you see that? She came towards me."
Strange, who was also concerned, lowered his voice and said.
As one of the participants in the war, he should have believed that the other party was here to find him.
"Stop it, what girl would talk to a guy who smells like that?"
Rocket Raccoon rolled his eyes and ruthlessly shattered Strange's beautiful fantasy.
This is indeed the case. After Magik came over, he frowned slightly subconsciously, avoided the smelly Strange, and walked around to Luke.
"Can I buy you a drink?"
Magik sniffed, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
She was originally the sister of Mutants, Colossus.
When he was six years old, he was kidnapped by the monster Belasco and taken to Hell Border - a strange space close to Hell Dimension.
Magik learned Black Magic there and became a young witch.
Like Black Queen Selene, she not only possesses powerful magical power, but also unlocks the talent of Mutants.
It can carry out group teleportation, but the accuracy needs to be improved.
And it can be transformed into a demon. After wearing magic armor, it will grow horns, hooves, tails and scales, while greatly improving magic resistance and physical fitness.
In addition, Magik also has an exclusive soul blade, which has a fatal effect on magical creatures.
With her outstanding talent and excellent learning ability, she killed the monster that kidnapped her to Hell Border and ruled that area.
Considering the above conditions, it is normal for Magik to become the popular player of Sorcerer Supreme Tournament.
"Who can refuse the kindness of a beautiful lady? I'd like a martini if I can."
Luke leaned on the seat, and he vaguely smelled a smell of sulfur and magma.
As you can guess, the other party just came from Hell Border.
"Okay."
Magik turned around and left with long legs, and after a moment he brought two glasses of wine over.
"Are you a mage?"
she asked.
"So be it."
Luke took a sip, and the spicy taste of the martini hit his throat, refreshing him.
"It doesn't look like you came from Kamar-Taj. Although you are strong, you are not that rigid and serious."
Magik leans against the wall, showing wonderful curves.
While she was talking, she reached out and pinched Luke's arm, her teasing attitude was self-evident.
"I am a wild mage."
Luke explained.
He has been to Kamar-Taj, entered the library, and watched "Book of the Vishanti".
However, as long as you have not signed a contract, you are not considered a believer of Vishanti.
"A rare species! There are not many wild mages now. Most of them are relatively weak. They have no source of power and cannot even enter the palace of magic."
Magik seemed more interested and took the initiative to come closer.
Her warm and soft body was about to squeeze into Luke's arms.
This scene almost made Strange's eyes pop out.
He let out a hissing breath and felt his abdomen hurt even more.
I think back then, Strange was also a wanderer, witty and charming.
But now, those beautiful girls who are full of energy, youthful and beautiful, don't even look at him.
It's really sad.
"What's the matter? I don't think the queen of Hell Border would throw herself into her arms just after we met her."
Luke looked calm and unmoved.
"I think you are a good person to communicate with."
Magik licked his tongue, as if he had encountered some delicious snack.
"Are you referring to the Mind Stone level, or... the physical level?"
Luke is a little surprised. Is Hell Border's atmosphere so open?
Less than twenty minutes after meeting, you start thinking about in-depth communication?
"You can try the latter and experience the former first."
Magik finished the glass of wine, took out a room card from somewhere, and gently stuffed it into Luke's pocket.
"If you have time, you might as well come to my room to discuss it in detail."
She blinked, like a light and fluttering cloud, it came and dispersed in an instant.
"That... teacher! I want to learn this!"
Strange was stunned. Before he could figure out what happened, everything was over.
Although I don't know how Superman did it, it is much more effective than any magic.
"Sorry, I have to be gone for a few hours."
Luke pinched the room card and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Then he straightened his clothes and stood up.
No matter what the purpose of Magik is, and whether there are traps or not.
What he is best at is eating the sugar coating and then shooting out the cannonballs.