46. ​​Wild Mage. The Seventh Man

Ancient Sanskrit, this is a special language that ancient spellcasters used to record ancient secrets.

According to the supreme mage, this kind of writing is born with strange power.

It is the word of prophecy, full of both disaster and hope, but this power is not suitable for combat, it is only a proof of talent.

Any spellcaster who can understand ancient Sanskrit has incomparable talent for spellcasting.

And as far as Merlin knows, in this world, the last mage who can understand ancient Sanskrit...

It is the ancient one.

The current Supreme Mage.

At this time, in Merlin's dream world, Stephen Strange's eyes widened. At Merlin's request, he stared at the text in the book in front of him.

Compared with when he read the black book just now, the difficulty this time has obviously increased too much.

If the words that recorded the spells just now were elementary school textbooks, then what Merlin wants him to read now is very much like literature that can only be understood by college students or even graduate students.

But that has nothing to do with the stock of knowledge...

Strange could feel that the twisted words in front of his eyes were beating like bugs, they seemed unwilling to let him understand, this feeling was very annoying.

But as long as he concentrates, he can still understand a little.

A few words, stumbling.

He read:

"In ancient times, all things were born, uh, the next paragraph is not clear."

"In short, the first batch of ancient gods were born in the purest shadow and light. They are neither good nor evil... It seems to mean this, but there should be other meanings."

Strange glanced at Merlin, who didn't say a word.

So he went on to read:

"Each of them has its own name, the god of life, Gaia, the goddess of the earth, and the mighty Belazetor, the shadowy Sithorn, the elusive Oshutu like the flame, the mysterious Sai special, and..."

"Okay, don't read it."

Hearing this, Merlin stretched out his hand to stop Strange from continuing to read.

Every time Strange uttered a name just now, the dream world would be peeped by divine thoughts.

Merlin could only tell that one of the gazes came from Oshutu, one of the ancient gods of Emperor Weishan.

That's enough.

The vibration of these divine thoughts meant that Strange had indeed pronounced the names of those ancient gods correctly.

This vibration of power at the symbolic level already showed that Strange indeed possessed a rare talent.

He put away the book and said to Strange:

"You are a gifted man, a lucky one who makes everyone jealous."

"You are born with the work of the supreme mage, no matter which world you are in... Well, from now on, you have to follow me to learn magic."

Merlin said seriously:

"From now on, you will call me your mentor."

"I will make strict demands on you, and you can no longer waste your and my precious time... Before that, I need to emphasize to you one point, about the battle for the Supreme Mage that you will participate in six months later."

"wait!"

Strange, who had been in the magic world for less than 10 minutes, instinctively shivered when he heard the unknown battle.

He reached out his hand to stop Merlin from continuing, but Merlin gave him a hard look.

"Uh, I mean, mentor!"

Under the stern gaze, Strange stood up straight like a schoolboy.

At this moment, he had the feeling of facing the most severe professor in college, and he whispered:

"I don't even know what that scramble means? Who am I going to fight for what? Can you explain? Mentor."

"cannot!"

Under Strange's earnest gaze, Merlin replied coldly:

"For the sake of your confidence and peace of mind, you'd better not know what this competition means. I won't tell you until you pass the high-level spellcaster test."

"And you... well, you have about four months to pass this test."

"Well?"

Strange froze for a moment.

This handsome, mature-looking ex-doctor raised his head, looked at Merlin, and asked frankly:

"This doesn't sound like an easy challenge, Teacher Merlin, I want to ask, how long did it take you to pass this test?"

"About 5-6 years."

Merlin said blankly:

"Any questions?"

"I only have 4 months?"

Strange's eyes widened, and he said:

"Maybe I can consider giving up now."

"Four months in the outside world."

Merlin explained:

"From now on, you have to learn to think about these issues with the mind of a spellcaster. I will give you a practice place where the time is slowed down by 10 times. That is to say, you will have 40 months to complete this challenge. "

"If you can't finish it... there is no penalty, I will still give you the candidate badge and throw you into the trial ground."

Lord Raven said:

"But you, who are not even an advanced spellcaster, have less than 3% chance of surviving in that trial ground."

Merlin's tone was very calm, as if he was talking about the trivial matter of what to eat tonight, this calm tone made Strange shiver.

"So, for your own sake, for the happiness of Ms. Palmer and the children you may have in the future, I think you should seize every minute and every second of your time."

"Also, before I become an advanced spellcaster, I will not teach you magic in person. I will find a lady with extremely solid basic skills to teach you about magic."

He said:

"She is my housekeeper and... well, very good, very close friend, so you should respect her as you respect all your former teachers."

"Is there any question? My disciple."

Merlin said:

"Ask quickly if you have any questions, and don't hide anything."

"last question!"

Strange quickly thought about the situation he was facing, and after clarifying his thoughts, he asked:

"Who are my future opponents?"

"Well, this is the most sensible question to ask after you enter this place."

Merlin nodded in satisfaction, and he said in a gentle tone:

"Continue to maintain this state, I begin to appreciate you, Stephen Strange."

"Your first opponent is the king of Latvinia, Victor von Doom, the representative of the mystic wizard faction."

"He has become a famous wizard more than ten years ago. He is good at secret magic and some gypsy mysterious witchcraft. He is also a super inventor, scientist and user of armor technology."

"He is your most dangerous opponent. Let me describe it in terms you can understand. The frost beast that almost killed you couldn't survive even a second in front of Doom, and Doom is a good planner. people."

"I can be sure that he is bound to win the position of supremacy, so he will definitely prepare an extremely strong hole card."

Merlin patiently introduced his future opponent to Strange.

Strange held a pen and paper, and quickly recorded Merlin's words.

"The second candidate is Wanda Django Maximoff, an Omega-level mutant. She is a representative of the dark wizard faction."

"She had an adventure when she was a child, and learned the dangerous chaos magic, because the mutant's ability gave her a level of magic power far beyond that of the great wizard."

"Wanda has a gentle personality, but that doesn't mean you can underestimate her."

"Especially when Wanda enters an unstable state due to stress, she may use some forbidden chaos magic. If she wants, she can wipe out one tenth of the life on the earth in an instant..."

Strange blinked.

He suddenly felt that it was a wrong choice for him to open that book just now.

Maybe, he should take a brave gamble, maybe after he becomes a useless person, Palmer won't leave him so easily?

As far as the two opponents Merlin mentioned now, no matter how they look at it, they have no possibility of surviving.

"The third candidate, Billy Batson, is the representative of the Rock of Eternity faction."

Merlin said helplessly:

"He is another student of mine. Maybe he is the least threatening one among your competitors, because his mind is occasionally not very good, and he is as impulsive as a young man."

"But on a sheer level of strength, Billy is probably the strongest of all the contestants."

"He has a mysterious inheritance of divine power, and can change into a superhuman form to fight. In that form, he has the absolute strength to confront Wanda head-on."

"The premise is that after 6 months, that silly boy can really master the destructive power of Shazam form. I...to be honest, I don't have much hope for this."

Merlin sighed, and he continued:

"The fourth candidate, Hermione Jane Granger, Deputy Minister of Magic of the United Kingdom."

"She is a representative of the traditional wizard faction, and she is the weakest of all the candidates on paper. After 6 months, maybe even you may crush little Hermione on paper."

"But if you think that you can underestimate my sister because of this, then you will definitely be taught a lesson by her."

"Hermione will lead her own army of heroes into the arena, and famous legends in history will fight for her."

"I can't reveal more, but I can tell you that her first heroic spirit is the legendary King Arthur, Arturia Pendragon."

"As far as I can see, the power of that King Arthur's casual blow will definitely not be weaker than that of a great wizard, which is the legendary rank in the traditional sense."

"Even if it is as strong as Doom, if it accidentally falls into a trap, it is very likely that it will lose in the quantitative battle."

Strange nodded.

He carefully recorded the information of the four candidates. He raised his head, looked at Merlin, and said:

"Only four?"

"No, there are more."

Merlin rubbed his chin, he said softly:

"The current supreme mage has his own magic faction, named Karma Taj. In this battle, Karma Taj will also send two candidates to participate in the battle."

"I don't know them very well, but according to the information I have so far, they should practice Kama Taj's unique Mowu system."

"The fusion of magic power and martial arts allows them to not only assume the role of spellcasters, but also transform into powerful first-class warriors when necessary. Moreover, Kama Taj definitely does not lack powerful secret art inheritance."

"Perhaps, they will receive gifts from the Supreme Mage, and take part in the battle with special artifacts in their hands... Their threat should not be underestimated."

"Then I am the seventh person?"

Strange's tone at this time was neither fearful nor angry.

He's numb.

None of the 6 candidates is easy to deal with.

But they can't beat them anyway, so it doesn't matter how many there are.

"Yes, you are the last one."

With his hands behind his back, Merlin looked at Strange scrutinizingly, which made Strange very uncomfortable.

After a few seconds, he said:

"Just say what you want, Mentor Merlin."

"Well, what I want to say is that you are actually the spokesperson of a very special faction."

Merlin sighed softly, and said:

"There are many inheritances in the magical world. In addition to the five caster factions represented by the above six people, there is also a sixth faction, which is my faction..."

"We don't have an orthodox inheritance. All magic needs to be obtained by ourselves. Without the support of the power behind it, we are like rootless duckweed in the magic world."

"We...are wild mages."

"Wild Mage?"

Strange touched his chin and said:

"It sounds miserable, I guess, we must be excluded, right?"

"Yes."

Merlin says:

"Although in the history of magic from ancient times to the present, there are many wild mages who have achieved some achievements, but we, like rootless duckweed, have not really integrated into the mainstream magic world after all."

"It's no exaggeration to say that I'm probably the most accomplished wild mage...another mysterious wild mage has the same name as me, the ancient great wizard Merlin."

Merlin shook his head and said:

"But it doesn't mean that wild mages are all weak. We just don't want to obey the traditions of the magic world, don't want to be bound, and pursue freedom."

"And on a personal level, my starting point is very similar to yours, Strange, we were both forced to enter the magic world."

"In short, you will fight on behalf of the Wild Mage faction."

"I don't ask you to win the title of Supreme Mage, as long as you can survive to the end and prove yourself in battle, you have fulfilled this promise and will not disappoint the candidate badge in your hand."

Lord Raven looked at his new disciple, and said loudly:

"What other people have, you will also have. After you realize your talent, Strange, I will give you everything you need."

"I won't let you die alone."

"Now, go back to this world and get a good night's sleep. I will arrange your recovery ceremony. After 3 days, go to the Mick's Cafe in Queens and find a man named Old Stan. He will take you into the mystery room."

"I'll give you three days to deal with your personal issues."

Speaking of which, Merlin suddenly blinked at Strange, and said:

"Palmer is a good girl. Three days may not be enough to create a new life, but it should be enough to prepare a less luxurious wedding."

"Remember, Strange."

In the sound of glass shattering in the dream, Merlin's words sounded in Strange's ears.

Just like teaching earnestly and earnestly.

"From now on, you are a wild mage."

"We have no tradition, but you have to have a bottom line in your heart!"

"We are not bound, but you must have your own rules!"

"We despise faith, but you have to find a pillar for yourself!"

"We have nowhere to go, but you should remember...the whole world behind you is our warm home."

"Keep your head high, keep your chest high, stride forward with courage, and never stop until you die..."

"Or, reach the end."