Marvel Magic Case Files

Chapter 856 The Surrender Button (Second Update)

General Hale did indeed possess some secrets related to the Kree, but Salomon was unaware of the specifics, nor did he have any clues for divination. He did not attempt to read the secrets within General Hale's mind, not only because General Hale's will was extremely firm, far surpassing that of a carefree individual like Tony Stark, but also because General Hale had concealed his secrets very deeply. Unless he spent a considerable amount of time in person casting spells to search for them, he could only find fragments of his life.

Therefore, Ruby's involvement only offered a possibility of obtaining secrets; Salomon didn't expect Ruby to actually uncover anything, and the main reconnaissance work was left to the assassins. Stephanie became the head of the project, with General Hale being only the initial part. She had to complete the entire plan to eliminate the Kree alien spies left on Earth before going to war with the Inhumans—another part of the plan being to hunt down the remaining Inhumans from the "afterlife." More precisely, these were the confidants of Gavin who knew the true origins of the Inhumans and the dark side of Attilan on the moon, especially an Inhuman with teleportation abilities and no eyes; this guy knew most of Gavin's secrets. Find him, kill him, then find the others, and remove the eyes of all the lunar Inhumans and even the Kree on Earth before attacking Attilan.

He wasn't genetically pessimistic; he simply loathed the aliens who ran rampant on Earth, and even more so, the fools who helped them destroy their own race. Asgard still existed in the current Earth dimension, but after Ragnarok, Earth would have to rely on itself alone. Salomon officially signed this order, representing the countless bloodshed and oppression endured by the Inhumans in the future, marking the true start of the massive plan to exclude Kree genes from the human ecosystem.

Natasha Romanoff, who arrived in the Immortal City through the portal at the secret base, learned of the news immediately. Stephanie was granted permission to tell her, and she promptly went to the office to inquire about Salomon's intentions.

"I intend to give all of humanity a chance, and the Avengers a chance too." Salomon didn't look up, but continued flipping through the documents. "Tony Stark's thinking reflects that of most ordinary people. They believe that humanity as it is today can withstand a dark future, while some more blindly believe that the Avengers can handle any alien invasion. I don't despise this shortsightedness, because ordinary people are destined not to see as far ahead as he does, but that doesn't mean I won't do something to ensure that humanity's overall strength doesn't suffer irreparable loss—for example, knowledge, industrial systems, and talent. That's the bottom line, Natasha. I'm giving the Avengers a game where they can concede."

"Let me guess, did Tony Stark upset you?" The female spy scratched the chin of the little black cat that had jumped onto the desk. While waiting for a reply, the only sounds in the quiet office were the scratching of pens on paper and the cat's purring.

"No." After a long pause, the sorcerer finally covered the three documents on the table. He looked up and said, "You know the situation at the Avengers base; Tony Stark can't possibly satisfy everyone no matter what he does."

"You know, Stark was planning to recruit you into the Avengers as soon as you came of age," Romanoff said. "You could be a fighter on par with Thor, and even Captain America had no objections."

"I know, but I don't care about those high-sounding games. I have more important things to do. As for Thor, the Avengers are just a game for him. Asgard is to him what the Immortal City and Kamar-Taj are to me. The Avengers are not important."

"Then why did you tell me this?" Romanov asked, puzzled. "Are you planning to have me pass on this explosive information to avoid a direct confrontation?"

"Because I know you won't tell anyone." Salomon finally showed a cheerful expression befitting his age. "At least the Avengers will know where the surrender button is, won't they?"

At the same time, the Supreme Master also issued a decree.

This command, transmitted through Kamar-Taj's planetary defense system, reached the entire magical world of Earth. Regardless of their language, whether they resided in the deepest forests, the most icy plains, or the most desolate deserts, all spellcasters could hear the sound accompanying the surging waves of the Sea of ​​Souls—this was the last chance. All spellcasters not yet registered with Kamar-Taj must register at the designated location within Kamar-Taj. As the catastrophic apocalypse drew near, His Holiness attempted to impose strict control over spellcasters on Earth, including Kamar-Taj itself. This suggestion was personally proposed by Salomon, who believed that without strict control over spellcasters on Earth, the increased power from the Dark Dimension and lower planes during the outer dimension invasion would greatly increase the risk of mortals being harmed by corrupted spellcasters.

Magic is extremely dangerous, and not every apprentice at Kamar-Taj can become a full-fledged arcane mage.

Kamar-Taj's system is relatively humane; unqualified apprentices can join Kamar-Taj's secular forces and become members of its administration. Qualification doesn't depend on talent, but on character; personality flaws are often the most direct root cause of a spellcaster's downfall. This is why the Master intended to torture Stephen Strange in every way possible—just as ancient teachings set obstacles, trials and tribulations are essential. Without unwavering willpower and a clear understanding of magic and the world, learning magic will only harm oneself and others.

"When this person comes to you, your sealed memories will be unlocked." Mordo, holding a photograph, stood in front of the gates of Kamar-Taj and said to a middle-aged man wrapped in a down jacket, "Until then, you will completely forget your experiences in Kamar-Taj because you were not allowed to join Kamar-Taj, so you cannot remember this place."

"You want to put magic into my head?" the middle-aged man asked anxiously.

"Your spine is now supported by magic, so having another spell in your head isn't a problem," Mordo said slowly. "Besides, this spell won't affect your life; it will only make you forget what you should forget and remember what you should remember."

"How many is this now?" As the vermilion gate closed, the young mage inside frowned. "Is what we're doing really working? And why did Salomon suddenly claim he doesn't want to be the Sorcerer Supreme anymore? How am I going to explain this to Father?"

"Salomon has proven he can solve problems with mortal power; the title of Sorcerer Supreme is irrelevant whether he actually holds it or not." Mordo rolled his eyes, expressing his disdain for the mystical families' petty schemes. Some old fogies just felt the mystical families' investment in Salomon had gone to waste, but they failed to consider that Salomon had given the mystical families far more than they had given back. Those few fundamental works lying in the Kamar-Taj Library, accessible to everyone, and the novel spells that could only be learned with a certain level of mystical skill, were the greatest treasures.

However, considering their long-standing friendship, Modu still reminded Master Wang.

"His Holiness intends to sever his titles."

"What does this mean?" Little Master Wang was a bit confused.

"Master Hamil understands what this means, just tell him that." Mordo turned and walked away, intending to take another patient who had come to Kamar-Taj for treatment out. All the mortals who left Kamar-Taj today shared a common characteristic: they all came from New York and found the place through word of mouth from previous patients. Since these people could do it, then the Venerable One could certainly catch the fish he wanted to reel in as well. Now, all that was needed was to release enough bait. However, unlike before, this time all mortals would have to undergo a memory manipulation process; Kamar-Taj did not intend to reveal the address again.

Because it's no longer necessary; nearly a century of planning was just to let one person walk through this door.

Please vote for me!

(End of this chapter)