Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit.

Casillas suddenly looked up at the library entrance.

Although the place was empty, he knew very well that someone was planning to force their way into the library.

Whoever it is, it means that his raid here has been detected.

"withdraw."

Without a word, Kaecilius roared, and the other mages opened a portal and left immediately.

Casillas also opened a portal, but just as he was about to leave, he paused.

Because he saw someone.

Wearing completely different attire from Kamar-Taj, she wore a simple white shirt, light-colored casual trousers, and Chelsea boots.

"Matthew."

Upon seeing the newcomer, Casillas surprisingly abandoned his plan to retreat immediately.

"You forced your way through the magical barrier I set up; no wonder you were chosen by her."

Kaecilius was indifferent to Matthew. He wasn't jealous of Matthew being favored by the Ancient One or even being considered a candidate for the next Sorcerer Supreme. On the contrary, he didn't care about the so-called Sorcerer Supreme at all.

His sole purpose in learning magic from beginning to end was to achieve immortality.

Without any sense of responsibility or morality, he joined Kamar-Taj to fight against external threats, all for the sake of better learning magic and growing.

Whether Matthew is favored by the Ancient One or becomes the next Sorcerer Supreme, Kaecilius doesn't care at all.

Of course, it's now. Kaecilius knew before that the Sorcerer Supreme was the strongest of all the mages.

He understood that becoming the strongest might grant him eternal life.

But now he understands some things, and he knows that the Sorcerer Supreme will not grant him eternity, which is why he is so indifferent.

"Your Majesty, your look is quite unique."

Matthew ignored Casillas's awkward mood and instead teased the frozen king.

"Matthew, Kaecilius has turned his back on the light and sided with the darkness. He has torn a forbidden page from the Book of Cagliostro. We must not let him leave Kamar-Taj."

Wang Ke didn't have time to pay attention to Matthew's teasing, but instead shouted anxiously.

Wang was well aware of the seriousness of the matter and knew he had to stop Casillas.

Matthew raised an eyebrow and looked at the gloomy, weathered middle-aged monk.

"Light? Darkness? Ha..."

Casillas sneered and said sarcastically, "My king, your ignorance has made you a lackey of lies, a victim of that woman. We are all the same."

However, before he could begin his eloquent speech, Matthew interrupted him, followed by a terrifying, overwhelming spatial ripple.

"A bunch of bullshit."

Click!

The surrounding space was shattered, collapsed, compressed, and folded like a mirror.

Chaos, crowds, and spinning made him dizzy and caught off guard. He watched helplessly as Casillas disappeared, and he was trapped in the mirror-dimensional space world that Matthew had created.

Wang stood there, stunned.

Then I was struck by Matthew's impatience.

It's a good habit that he doesn't even let people finish their sentences. Then he immediately cast a spell, intending to break free from the magic that bound him as soon as possible.

In the mirror world, although the surrounding scenery is still a library, and there are even bookshelves, tables and other things, it is just a replica projection.

It is completely separate from the real-world Kamar-Taj Library.

"A poor, deceived wretch."

Casillas glanced around, surprised that Matthew's magical skills were already so high.

Dimensional mirroring magic is something that ordinary apprentices cannot learn.

Even if one learns the basics, one wouldn't have such a high level of proficiency to instantly pull him into the mirror space; this is already comparable to any senior mage.

"Deceived?"

Matthew couldn't help but chuckle at Casillas's knowing look.

I found it especially funny to notice the dark mark on the other person's forehead.

A person who has been deceived by Dormammu and reduced to a slave and puppet actually puts on this posture.

"I have no interest in what you're going to do, but your behavior just gives me a legitimate reason to beat you up. It's that simple. So, stop talking nonsense, beat me, and you can leave."

Rumble!!

Matthew raised his right hand, and in an instant, the library shook violently. The surrounding bookshelves, magic books, tables, and floor seemed to be manipulated and rolled around, as if they were about to crush Casillas into a pulp.

Secret manipulation.

It is the most basic skill in magic, and also the application of magical power.

Similar to telekinesis, it allows one to remotely interfere with and manipulate external things through thoughts and gestures.

The more skilled a mage is, the more adept and precise they can be in manipulating the magic.

"Arrogant idiot." Even Casillas, with his indifferent personality, was speechless at Matthew's words.

He even planned to bewitch the gifted sorcerer in front of him and have him join the great darkness, so as to deal a heavy blow to the Ancient One. He never expected that the other party was just a fool who worshipped battle.

So Casillas decided to let Matthew, this frog in a well, know the greatness of darkness.

Faced with the overwhelming bookshelves and wooden planks pressing in, he raised his hand and slammed it hard on the floor beneath his feet.

hum! !

An invisible ripple swept across the entire area in an instant, causing everything to freeze in place before being manipulated in reverse and swept back towards Matthew.

The floor beneath his feet surged and rolled toward Matthew like waves.

After doing this, Casillas stood up and raised his palm, which had been pressed against the floor, clenching it as if pulling a weapon from the ground.

It is a long, sharp, crystal-clear thorn.

This is a sharp blade composed of fragments of spacetime, a product of the tearing apart of the structure of reality, and it is extremely sharp.

Over there, Matthew's right hand is raised in a clenched fist as the object reversed after being manipulated by Casillas's counter-magic.

Everything returned to normal.

However, when he saw Casillas charging towards him with a transparent spike in his hand, Matthew's lips curled up slightly.

He now lives in Bengbu.

A mage wielding magic, armed with a weapon, was about to engage him in melee combat.

I almost laughed myself to death at him.

So when Casillas rushed up to him and raised the Blade of Time to stab him, he casually slapped him across the face.

Bang! !

The slap was so powerful that it seemed to shatter the air itself. Casillas watched helplessly as the slap landed, and time seemed to slow down countless times.

In a daze, he seemed to see a word written on the palm.

die! ! !

Then a sharp pain shot into his brain, shattering his Time Blade and sending him flying like a cannonball.

His body slammed heavily onto the bookshelf on the left, which contained countless ancient magical books, and with a loud "boom," he crashed into it.

The bookshelf collapsed from the impact, and countless books completely engulfed Casillas.