Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 1014 Magical Close Combat
After the fall of the London Temple, the New York Temple was also invaded by Casillas.

Luther and Ancient One almost watched the show together.

It's just that Ancient One was watching with compassion. The mages of the New York Temple and the London Temple were all sacrificing. At this moment, Mordo jumped out with Strange to stop Casillas and others from destroying the core of the New York Temple.

"It's really interesting, Master Ancient One. All of your disciples are vulnerable. Although I know that white magic also has side effects and sequelae, and that there must be a price to pay, but what about Cytorak's magic? No one has used it?"

Luther watched with interest and said by the way.

Although Cytorak is also a dimensional demon at the multiverse level, he will not be stingy with his power at all.

In the mysterious labyrinth of the Marvel Universe, Cytorak, a powerful being between gods and demons, shocks people with his endless magical power.

Once upon a time, he was highly worshipped on Earth, until he was secretly exiled to the eternally silent crimson universe.

His influence is far-reaching. Through the magic gem, he gave the Juggernaut on Earth immense power. At the same time, he gave Doctor Strange an indestructible crimson ribbon to use as a shield against evil or a weapon to subdue opponents.

The demons Dormammu and Zom have also coveted and desired his power, and have also summoned his power.

At one point, the Vishanti expressed their concerns about Cyttorak, and advised Doctor Strange not to interfere with any creation related to it.

Cyttorak is nearly immortal and usually appears in two forms, a god-like being endowed with magical powers and a more violent demonic form endowed with physical powers.

His divinity usually grants magical energies in appropriate ways (usually through spells) to those who bear his name, though he occasionally engages directly in combat; the godlike side of Cyttorak, while seeking worship, appears more aloof and even oblivious to the affairs of the mortal plane.

Cyttorak derives his mystical powers directly from the faith of his worshippers.

Additionally, the actions of the petitioned person grant Cyttorak powers, often directly related to the petitioner's spiritual energy or potential for mysticism.

Cyttorak has been summoned by various sorcerers both benevolent and malevolent, including the Ancient One, Crimson, Azrael, Baron Mordo, the demon Kuss, Dr. Doom, Doctor Strange, Kaecilius, Morgan le Fay, Augustine, and Jacob Rock, and even other powerful mystical entities like Dormammu, Oma, and Zom.

Those who invoke Cyttorak typically call upon his crimson bands to surround and entrap the target, neutralizing or containing the target's powers and preventing astral self-transmission; blocking those enchanted by the mystical amulet from being affected by it; expelling its contents out of the dimension; and surrounding and protecting the invoker or other targets from other attacks.

A combination of seven non-crimson steel-like strips can be used, and if the strips touch one another, those caught between them will be destroyed.

"Your Majesty, there are not many mages who can wield the power of Cyttorak."

Ancient One shook his head, Vishanti's magic was the mainstream.

As for why, of course it is because it is the cheapest and most practical magic.

For other magic, the more powerful it is, the faster you die.

In the later battle between Strange and Thanos, he was able to use six kinds of magic with different energies at once. In addition to his extraordinary talent, it was also because there was an entire group of mages prepared by Ancient One to bear the cost for him. However, after the war, those mages also suffered heavy casualties because of the cost.

Soon, Casillas caught up with Strange in the dim and mysterious treasure display room on the second floor. His hands flew quickly, as if weaving invisible silk threads, and then a transparent magic blade appeared in his hands out of thin air, flashing a cold light, slashing at Strange left and right.

The air seemed to be cut apart as the blade passed through, leaving tiny cracks in the space, revealing the terrifying power it contained.

Strange dodged left and right in this narrow space, his figure like a nimble swallow, looking for a chance to survive in the gap between the blades.

His heart was filled with tension and anxiety, but more of it was an indomitable fighting spirit.

During his time in Kamar-Taj, he had undergone countless hard trainings, his body had become extremely agile, and his reaction speed had reached an incredible level.

Although Strange dodged very quickly, he still looked a little embarrassed facing Casillas's attack like a storm.

His clothes were torn, his hair was disheveled, and sweat flowed down his cheeks and dripped onto the floor, making slight sounds.

Casillas looked at Strange's dodging figure, and a nameless fire surged in his heart.

He couldn't understand why, as a senior apprentice of Kamar-Taj and having studied magic here for many years, he couldn't even deal with a rookie?

"This is impossible!"

Casillas roared, his voice echoing in the small space with a hint of hysteria, "I have been studying magic in Kamar-Taj for so long, how long have you been studying, how come you are so powerful?"

While dodging the attack, Strange replied coldly, "Humph, magic is something that depends on talent. The Sorcerer Supreme was able to pick me out of all the other people and entrusted me with important tasks, which shows how excellent my talent is. So my magical attainments are naturally improving rapidly."

Casillas' face turned even darker when he heard this. He admitted that he did not have the talent of Strange, but that did not mean he would give up easily.

He snorted coldly, swung the magic blade in his hand again, and launched a more fierce attack on Strange.

However, although Strange was gifted, he was eventually forced into a corner by Casillas' desperate style of play.

His back was pressed against the wall, and in front of him was Casillas' raised blade, and the fatal blow was about to fall.

At this critical moment, a corner of a red cloak suddenly swung out from the display cabinet behind Strange, blocking Casillas' attack.

The cloak seemed to have life, dancing flexibly and blocking Casillas' sharp blade again and again.

Casillas was stunned. He had never expected such a change to happen.

He raised his knife to strike again, but the cloak blocked it again.

After repeating this several times, he finally lost his patience, roared, grabbed Strange's collar with both hands, and threw him down from the second floor with brute force.

(End of this chapter)