Masked Rider from Marvel World

Strange hesitated for a few seconds, then shook his head with regret, "Sorry, I may disappoint you.

You are not suitable for learning magic. I can hardly see any talent in you."

"Ah! No, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?" Spike was a little unwilling, "Do I really not have the talent to learn magic?"

"Spike, you can doubt Stephen Strange, but you can't question the Sorcerer Supreme.

I am very sure of my judgment, very sure. ”.

976. Strange’s requirements for magic tools: appearance is very important

After hearing what Strange said, Spike was distraught as if she had received a critical illness notice, and her eyes gradually lost their color.

How could this be possible? She was an Eternal who was proficient in illusions, but she didn't have the talent to practice magic. This, this was simply unbelievable.

But when it comes to magic, Kamar-Taj is the authority, and the Sorcerer Supreme is the absolute authority. Strange said so, so it can't be false!

"It's okay." Ling Ge came over and comforted him seriously, "Isn't it just magic?

Their two Supreme Sorcerers asked me to learn magic, but I didn't agree. It's not worth it."

Strange: ...

Is it really appropriate for you to belittle the value of magic in front of me, the Supreme Sorcerer?

Isn't this the equivalent of pressing the face of my Kamar-Taj card to the ground and rubbing it like crazy?

Ling Ge gave him an icy look without leaving a trace, and Strange immediately turned his head away.

Stay calm. This is not being cowardly, nor is it following your heart.

Compared with the next generation of heirs, face is not important at all.

Spike was stunned for a few seconds before slowly raising his head and said bitterly, “Many of your abilities can replace magic, and you can even do things that magic can’t do.

But I'm different from you, I only know illusion.

It is not a problem to confuse ordinary opponents, but when facing powerful ones, I can only run away, and whether I can escape depends on luck.

That's why I want to learn magic to make up for my shortcomings, such as the ability to attack.

But I didn’t expect that reality would be a bolt from the blue, so fucking hurtful.”

"Uh... you can't think like that." Ling Ge said, "At least you know illusion, which is better than 99% of the life in the universe.

Besides, I am in the front to hold off those powerful enemies! It is not your turn to fight in person.

If you can't even beat me, you'll just be cannon fodder."

Spike's mouth twitched, and then he exhaled, "What you said was even more hurtful, but I'll take it as you were comforting me."

"Hey! Don't take it so seriously!"

"That's easy to say, but you know I had high expectations before I came here."

"Um..." Little Naughty couldn't help but interrupt: "Actually... the situation may not be as bad as you think."

"What do you mean?" Spike looked at her new sister with some anticipation, praying in her heart that things would turn out well.

Just as Little Naughty was about to speak, he keenly noticed that he had two more death gazes on him, and immediately chose to follow his heart, "What I mean is that you don't have to rely on magic to improve your combat effectiveness.

Lingo has a good relationship with Stark and has certain connections with the royal family of Wakanda. Maybe he can get you a set of battle clothes.

If all else fails, you can ask Asgard to make you a decent artifact!"

With every word the naughty boy said, Ling Ge's heart sank a little.

This sister is such a pit! It’s not that he can’t get these things, but these are all favors!

When they come to me for help in the future, it would be unreasonable for me to not help them.

"Really?" Spike asked.

"It's fake." Ling Ge said unhappily, and then glared at the little naughty boy, "I suddenly feel that I have been a little lax in my discipline of you. You just say whatever you want."

The little rascal retreated behind Wanda uncomfortably, then made a face, the meaning of which was very clear: It's your fault for scaring me just now.

"What..." Ling Ge couldn't bear it anymore. This was a typical case of someone who would tear down the house if he wasn't disciplined for three days!

He was just about to walk over and teach the little rascal a profound lesson when Wanda stood in front of him at an inopportune moment and touched her abdomen provocatively.

"Huh!" Ling Ge suppressed the anger in his heart. A good man does not fight with a woman. After all, I am a cultured man.

"I'll let you go this time for your sister's sake, but it'd be best if there's no second time."

"Hehe! Got it."

Ling Ge turned around and looked at Spike, who had an expressionless face. "The mutants have been exterminated. Now there is no need to fight. The illusion technique is enough for you to use."

"I know, I'm just a little unwilling." Spike said very seriously, "I don't want to be held back when there is an emergency in the future."

Ling Ge was slightly stunned, and said seriously: "It's a good thing to want to become stronger, but it can't be done overnight.

I have worked diligently, conscientiously, and carefully for more than ten years to get to where I am today."

"Yes, I can testify to that." Strange said, "Ling Ge is the most shameless person I have ever met, no doubt about it."

"What nonsense are you talking about.

Am I being timid? I am mature after careful consideration.

Spike, put your plan to become stronger aside for now. I will find a way to arrange it for you.

But before that you have more important things to do, don't tell me you forgot."

"You can forget anything except this." Spike smiled.

"That's right." Ling Ge nodded, then looked at Strange, "I need your help with something. Just consider it as a return of favor. What do you think?"

"Hey! That's our relationship.

Not to mention one thing, even two or three, as long as I can do it, I will definitely not refuse."

"mean.

Is our friendship only worth you helping me three times?"

"Well... that's just what I meant." Strange said with a wry smile, "But I know if I say ten or a hundred things, you will definitely take it seriously.

Although Kamar-Taj is already in debt, the less debts owed, the better. Just think of it as...relieving some of the burden for the next generation of Sorcerer Supreme!"

"I'm afraid the next generation won't be enough!" Ling Ge said meaningfully.

Strange: ...

What? Do you want to extend this debt to the next generation?

"Ahem! Don't worry about these details.

If you need any help from me, just tell me directly."

"Here's what happened..." Spike briefly told Strange about her situation and Lingge's solution to the problem.

After listening to you, Strange touched his chin and said, "So, you want me to design a magic weapon that will allow Jasmine to absorb the energy in your body without physical contact."

"Yes, that's it." Spike nodded heavily.

"I understand. Let me think about it first." Strange said, then sat down on the chair. The hall gradually became quiet, and no one would disturb the Sorcerer Supreme at this time.

Two minutes later, Spike looked at Strange in agony, "Is it possible? Give me a definite answer!"

"Yes, of course, why not?" Strange said as a matter of course. Isn't it just to apply one person's ability to another person? It is absolutely a waste of talent for him, the Sorcerer Supreme, to make such a magic weapon.

Spike opened his mouth and asked, "Why did you take so long to think about this?"

"I have to consider the style of the magic weapon!" Strange said, "The shape, size, name, color, etc. must be considered clearly."

"Is this even worth considering?" Spike couldn't bear it anymore.

"No!" Ling Ge suddenly interrupted, "I understand Strange's thoughts very well.

Spike, you only care about functionality, not appearance, and there is nothing wrong with that.

But he is different. The magical instruments designed by the Supreme Sorcerer himself will be passed down in Kamar-Taj.

Magical instruments like the Box of Vishanti and the Eye of Agamotto have incredible abilities.

As the Sorcerer Supreme, Strange has the same status as all the previous Supreme Beings, so naturally the magical instruments he designs cannot be too outdated.

You don't have to worry about ability, but at least it has to conform to the public's aesthetic taste, otherwise the descendants of Kamar-Taj in a few years will probably deeply complain about him as the Supreme Lord. "

"That's right." Strange nodded, "You are the one who knows me.

The Supreme Sorcerer also has to maintain his dignity. You must return this magic weapon to me after you have used it.

Unless it is destroyed, it will be placed in a museum in Kamar-Taj or one of the three great temples, and passed down in the name of Strange.

So...appearance is important.”

Spike blinked. She felt that her values ​​had been greatly impacted and she needed to calm down.

"So, what are you going to design it like?"

Strange looked at Rugrats, then at Spike, “You two are both women, but maybe someone will be able to use you in the future.

Therefore, I have to design a unisex one, and exclude things like earrings, pendants, hairpins, etc.

How about a ring? If you are not satisfied, I can change it to a bracelet or a necklace. "

Spike and Rogue looked at each other and said at the same time, "Ring."

“Hahaha!” Strange clapped his hands. “I think so too. The Strange Ring sounds better than the Strange Ring and the Strange Necklace.”

"That's not important." Spike said, "When will it be ready?"

"Three days! At least three days." Strange said thoughtfully, "After all, it is prepared for the two of you, and in addition to time, I also need some media, such as your hair.

Of course, blood would be more effective."

The two girls hesitated for a moment, then each pulled out a strand of hair. It was easy to tell them apart: Spike's was golden and Rogue's was black.

"OK! Wait for my good news." Strange said, and then opened a portal to the New York Temple, where he had all the materials he needed to design the magic weapon.

977. Great Alchemist Strange, she is really a scumbag

New York Temple, basement.

Strange methodically threw several materials and irregularly shaped ores into the air in front of a stone table, and then smelted them carefully.

The orange-red magic circle formed a furnace of moderate size, melting the materials one by one, and a red heat stream gradually formed in the air.

“It’s really eye-opening!

If your technology was used hundreds of years ago, there would be no blacksmiths." Ling Ge sighed, "It's safe, efficient, and convenient. It's almost like it's taking our jobs away."

No, even today, you can still steal my job!"

Strange glanced at Ling Ge calmly and said proudly, "According to the books in Kamar-Taj, there was a time when magic was prevalent on Earth. At that time, some enchanted weapons had special abilities.

Being indestructible and being able to cut hair with a single blow are the most basic functions, while killing the undead, expelling darkness, and warning of crises are the real functions of those magic weapons.

But that is just a weapon, and it is far from a real magic weapon. The magic weapon made by the Supreme Mage himself is even more priceless, and it is a treasure that some countries would fight over. "

"Hey! You're out of breath when I tell you you're fat." Ling Ge smiled unhappily, "What happened in the past has nothing to do with me. Besides, even in that era when magic was prevalent, Kamar-Taj was still very low-key!"

Strange opened his mouth and said dumbly: "That's true, Kamar-Taj is a line of defense for this planet.

It is the first line of defense when there is a dimensional invasion, and it is the last line of defense when there is an alien civilization invasion. Such an existence is destined not to be too ostentatious, otherwise there will be no place for superheroes. "

"Haha!" Ling Ge raised his eyebrows, "Although you sound arrogant, I don't deny it.

But that's not what I'm concerned about. When will your Strange Ring be forged?"

"Very soon!" Strange opened his hands, and the red iron stream spun wildly. The impurities in it were quickly removed and turned into sand and gravel visible to the naked eye and fell to the ground.

After a while, the red iron flow in the air was compressed by nearly one third, and then split into two, turning into two balls of hot red liquid.

Strange waved his right hand, and the two balls of liquid were stretched from spheres into two regular rectangles, like two huge LCD displays.

Then, one magic circle and magic rune after another were engraved on the two rectangles, which looked so dense that it made people dizzy.

At this time, Strange carefully took out the black hair of the little rascal and put it into the rectangle on the left, then took out a small bottle and poured out the liquid inside.

As the orange liquid flowed in, the rectangle on the left began to emit a dazzling red light, and the magic circle above seemed to be injected with energy and became particularly bright.