Compared to the second game, which was completed in 20 minutes, the ending of the third game was even more surprising.
The audience outside the venue only saw the live broadcast suddenly black out, as if someone had punched the camera, leaving only a sizzling noise.
By the time the screen came back on, the winner had been announced.
It was Stephen-Strange that was mediocre and underappreciated from the beginning.
Then, the game is over.
The remaining combatants were teleported back to the real world.
All this happened so suddenly that people were caught off guard.
It was like twenty minutes into a game. The two sides had just exchanged defense towers and the base exploded before the official team fight started.
Not to mention the audience, even the players were confused.
Such an unexpected development seemed to turn Sorcerer Supreme Tournament into a farce.
Especially those gamblers who were betting on loan stud, all bet on Blackheart, Magik.
A few unpopular bettors are also optimistic about Loki and Doctor Voodoo.
Unexpectedly, the final winner was the dark horse Strange.
It is foreseeable that Sorcerer Supreme Tournament will come to an end.
Many people will be thrown into Sakaar's arena by Grandmaster and sell themselves to pay off their debts.
After all, in any universe, there are levels of dog betting.
Compared with retail investors, Grandmaster, as a banker, has always been in an invincible position.
As for Rocket Raccoon, who pushed Strange all-in in three games, his eyes narrowed with laughter.
Her furry little body was shaking like a sieve, and she was about to stand on the bar and do a pole dance.
Although it is a different universe, the universal currency of the galaxy will not change.
When it returns to Marvel Cinematic Universe, he will be an out-and-out rich man.
At that time, that bastard Quill should also be respectful and call himself "Captain".
Thinking of this, Rocket Raccoon is too lazy to face off against a group of failed gambling dogs. They are just a group of poor guys about to go to sea.
"Tonight's consumption will be paid by... forget it, let's let Thor pay the bill."
It originally wanted to spend a lot of money, but considering that the credits it won have not yet arrived, the heavy responsibility of footing the bill was left to Thor.
"Thanks to Superman, not only can I buy a new spaceship, but now I can also buy an uninhabited planet to retire on."
Compared to Rocket Raccoon's wonderful mood, No Doors Bar's guests cursed one after another——
"I haven't seen Mephisto's ultimate move yet!"
"There is definitely a shady secret! A secret operation!"
"That fight is gone before the fight is over!"
"Is there a post-game replay?"
"..."
The anger of the audience was palpable.
Superman versus Hell Lord, that was the battle of the century, it would be a shame not to see it!
"It's really... an unexpected result."
Hamir The old mage laughed.
No matter what the reaction of the people who eat melons, Kamar-Taj turned a deaf ear.
They don't need to explain anything to anyone.
"Did I win?"
Strange, whose brain was in a down state, finally came to his senses.
He will face Vishanti next, if he gets the approval of the three Elder Gods.
Then, taking over the position of Sorcerer Supreme is a sure thing.
"Who are you?"
Returning to Kamar-Taj, Strange turned to look at his contractor, his eyes full of curiosity.
An ordinary high-level mage can actually force Hell Lord Mephisto to back down and give in. What kind of terrifying strength is this?
The true identity of Superman is by no means simple!
"I'm just a traveler passing by, don't take it to heart."
Luke looked modest on the surface, but actually answered in a pretentious manner.
If he hadn't completed the task of collecting Infinity Stone in Marvel Cinematic Universe and obtained the "The Devastator" template, he might not have been able to deal with Mephisto and Hellfire so calmly.
That Hell Lord is also Dimensional Demon God, not inferior to the existence of Skyfather.
The reason why he chose to hand over San Venganza Contract was more out of the idea of stopping losses.
If we continue to fight, our hometown will really be lost.
"Passers by... I don't believe it."
Strange became even more curious after hearing this, and immediately began to think about it.
For example, a mysterious mage active in the future, the time and space vest of a top boss...
And so on.
"You two, Sorcerer Supreme invites you."
The old mage Hamir came to greet him and led the final winner Strange.
He was originally more optimistic about Mordo, and before the game started, he even gave it a try.
Unexpectedly, Mordo was too fragile and could not withstand it, and was milked to death.
"We're here. Come in."
It's still the same tall wooden building, with the door opening on its own.
His face was pale, like the Ancient One recovering from a serious illness, leaning on the bed.
Luke quietly praised this performance.
"You did great, Strange."
While Sorcerer Supreme was praising the person he appointed, he smiled with satisfaction at Superman.
The latter smiled back and helped Strange win the battle for hegemony. It was neither easy nor difficult.
The main reason is that the Ancient One suppressed Mephisto who wanted to cause trouble outside the court, leaving no room for the old devil to play.
Otherwise, with Hell Lord's character, he might be able to cause some trouble.
Skyfather Superman, facing any legendary mage, Hellspawn, it is basically a crushing situation where the king beats the silver.
Nothing worth showing off!
"The reason why I have reached this point is not because of my firm perseverance or fearless courage..."
Strange was very self-aware and lowered his head in shame.
He was just lucky enough to summon a contractor like Superman.
The latter can no longer be described as purple or gold cards, it is completely a super rare exclusive card!
"Everyone needs time and space to grow. Strange, you don't have to be depressed. In the future, you will eventually shine and shoulder heavy responsibilities."
The Ancient One does not hesitate to praise and give others confidence.
"It's time to go to Vishanti and get their approval."
The old man with white hair and beard pointed casually.
The bronze round tripod placed on the right suddenly burst out with a bright light.
That is Kamar-Taj's famous magic weapon, Cauldron of All Things.
The Ancient One can use it to meditate deeply, experience the mysteries of the universe, and gain more knowledge.
When necessary, you can also contact the rarely seen Trinity Vishanti.
Strong light shot out from it like a white horse.
In an instant, it enveloped the two people who had won the battle for hegemony and passed three tests.
Their souls then left their bodies and floated upward quickly, rushing towards the atmosphere.
The blue planet continues to shrink, like a bright light on a dark curtain.
A gentle force dragged the two of them to other dimensions.
"Stephen-Strange."
A pleasant female voice called Strange. He opened his eyes and saw three pure white figures.
That is Vishanti!
The supreme deity in white magic.
Kamar-Taj's belief.
"Congratulations on completing three tests and arriving here."
The female voice said slowly.
She is Oshtur, the oldest Elder Gods.
She is also the mother of the first Sorcerer Supreme and Agamotto.
"Although you are not the best behaved one, I have to admit, little guy, your luck is simply enviable."
A tiger with colorful patterns stuck out its head and looked down at Strange.
His name is Hoggoth, one of Vishanti.
Kamar-Taj Everyone knows "Ancient Body", this introductory spell that is easy to learn but difficult to master, was created by him.
"A Skyfather-level, and so young."
Hoggoth seemed to be more interested in Luke, and those deep eyes with heavy pressure were locked on him.
"The most terrifying thing is not the power you have shown, but the unfathomable potential...Oshtur, I think his future achievements are limitless."
Hoggoth rarely admires a human being. In the eyes of this tiger, Luke is like a walking celestial body, radiating bright light.
Oshtur did not deny it.
Skyfather, it is indeed not the end of the other party's road.
"Thanks for the compliment."
Luke looked calm and did not feel any pressure.
The three pure white light pillars are Oshtur, a loving woman.
Agamotto, a shiny bald head.
Hoggoth, a big tiger with colorful patterns.
They are collectively known as "Vishanti".
Each has the strength of Dimensional Demon God.
Sorcerer Supreme can not repay his debts mainly because his backers are strong enough.
What Dark Dimension Dormammu, Chthon, are not willing to provoke Vishanti.
If there was a fight, they would be forced to fight three against each other every time. The scene would be too bloody.
"It's time to get down to business. We, the Earth, and even the many dimensions, must have a new Sorcerer Supreme."
Agamotto spoke out.
"The Ancient One, he has been sitting in that seat for too long. He is deeply exhausted both mentally and physically."
He looks like a social animal who is about to die of overwork after working overtime every day.
Luke added.
"Stephen-Strange!"
Strange's soul shook when he heard his name.
The three gazes fell on him, as if they were pressing down on a huge mountain.
The nervousness emerged uncontrollably.
"That's right. In heaven and hell, besides Asgard and Nine Realms, all forces are waiting for the position of Sorcerer Supreme to fall into whose hands it will fall."
Oshtur laughed softly, quietly resolving Strange's inner uneasiness.
"I am the designer of the first game. I mainly want to test the courage and persistence of the participants."
Hoggoth shook his head. The majestic tiger showed a human expression, "The second game is a consideration of personal strength. You are originally the weakest person, but you have the strongest contractor."
Strange looked at Luke with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.
"The third game is about saving and practicing. You did a terrible job, Strange."
Agamotto, who used to be Sorcerer Supreme, is not as easy to talk to as the previous two, and there is a hint of disappointment in his tone.
"Everyone has their own way of doing things, concepts that need to be practiced, good or bad, it's a choice."
"But you didn't do anything. Then facing Mephisto and making a deal with the devil was an extremely unwise choice."
Strange's eyelids were drooping, and he really didn't know how to save San Venganza.
He is not mature enough or strong enough.
"A candidate who has plenty of courage, but lacks strength, wisdom and decisiveness."
Agamotto gave the final answer.
"Stephen-Strange, you are not qualified to be Sorcerer Supreme."
Boom!
Agamotto's words were like a heavy hammer falling, hitting Strange.
The latter is like being struck by lightning, and the light of the soul dims.
"... butterfly effect?"
Luke, who was standing quietly aside, was also surprised.
The candidate that the Ancient One was optimistic about was not recognized by Vishanti.
What is going on?
Have you been busy in vain?
"Courage, strength, wisdom... Only when you have these three can you take over the position of Sorcerer Supreme."
Agamotto's stern eyes suddenly softened and turned to Luke.
"Compared to Stephen-Strange, you are a more suitable candidate."
"Luke-Cahill, Superman from another world!"
What's going on?
Luke, who was originally in the mood of watching a movie, suddenly had a series of question marks on his head.
I'm just here to help!
Not interested in becoming Sorcerer Supreme!
He said in his heart.
Why did you choose yourself?
"Ah... is there some misunderstanding?"
Glancing at Strange with a dull expression, Luke cleared his throat and said politely, "I am just a passing traveler and will not stay in this universe for a long time."
"Sorcerer Supreme, let's choose someone else."
Agamotto used to be strict with Strange, but now he is easy to talk to.
This big bald man seemed to particularly appreciate Superman, and said nonchalantly, "We already know about this, so it's not really a problem."
"There is no isolation between the infinite large and small universes."
"Sorcerer Supreme's duty is only to protect the earth and resist dimensions."
"Normally, nothing happens. Look, the Ancient One, how relaxed and comfortable he is."
I believe you!
The Ancient One works overtime every day and even pretends to be dead in order to retire early.
It can be seen that working for Vishanti.
Not only is the pay average, but the work is tiring and tiring. It's really not a good job.
"You'd better hire someone else..."
Luke, who shook his head repeatedly and insisted on refusing, suddenly paused. A circle of ripples appeared in his soul, as if some intense emotion was rising.
"Please ask Gao Ming - there is no need at all! If there must be one person who must bear this responsibility and be responsible for the survival of the earth - then I am willing!"
Agamotto was stunned. He originally wanted to continue to persuade and throw out some more attractive chips.
Unexpectedly, Luke's attitude changed so quickly.
"In this case, Superman, Luke-Cahill from another world, we will grant you the title of 'Sorcerer Supreme'!"
Seeing Luke nodding in agreement, Vishanti was also unambiguous.
boom!
Oshtur, Hoggoth, Agamotto said it together.
The overlapping words were like a pebble thrown into the stars, causing ripples in circles.
Their voices are vague, clear and distant, spreading throughout the world in many dimensions.
"Superman Prime..."
Kamar-Taj's the Ancient One stood up, surprised, with a trace of doubt on his face.
Why were Stephen-Strange originally selected not recognized by Vishanti?
Superman became Sorcerer Supreme?
As his thoughts were spinning, the Ancient One seemed to think of a possibility.
"A big crisis is brewing?"
The old man was worried. Is this why Vishanti didn't choose Strange?
He still needs to hone and grow, and is not yet strong enough to take over the position of Sorcerer Supreme.
"Sorcerer Supreme is... Superman?"
Thor in No Doors Bar spurted out a mouthful of beer.
Rocket Raccoon, who was sitting opposite, wiped his hair down and smashed the beer bottle over with his backhand.
One man and one raccoon, fighting together.
The eyes of Loki next to him flashed, as if he had an idea.
At the same time, many dimensions.
From heaven to hell, all the diverse bosses who could hear Vishanti's voice learned this shocking news.
"Haha, a young Skyfather..."
"Supreme...Superman!"
"The game is more fun."
"..."
Either gloomy, sneering, or meaningful words, quietly sounded from all dimensions of the universe.
"I used to often hear people say that they accompanied their friends to participate in competitions, and then they were selected... Such bloody stories would also happen to me."
Leaving the world of Vishanti, Luke returned to the residence of Kamar-Taj and the Ancient One.
He shook his head and sighed, as if he had been handed a hot potato.
"Don't worry, Strange. I won't be able to do this job for long, and I will leave it to you when the time comes."
Luke patted Strange on the shoulder and comforted him.
I thought I was playing on behalf of others, but unexpectedly I got the Champion trophy.
"Tenth Metal... There is no other way, it's all for the mission."
Seeing Strange, who had gained nothing, with unconcealable disappointment on his face, Luke could only shrug, expressing his helplessness.
He originally refused, but the task that appeared stopped him.
[Main mission: great changes in the multiverse, crisis in the infinite world!]
[Requirement: Become Sorcerer Supreme and become a qualified gamer]
[Reward: Tenth Metal Element X (It is full of the purest possibility and can be turned into any weapon)]