Seeing many people pointing fingers at him, Casillas realized that his actions this time were ill-considered.

However, even though he was already somewhat on the defensive, he didn't think about backing down.

He spoke again, "Well? Do you dare to say something?"

Yes, he decided to go all the way down this path.

"Mike, should I go and call the King over?" Strange, who had come to Mike's side upon hearing the news, asked in a low voice.

“No need,” Mike shook his head, looked at Casillas and the gloomy-faced Baron Mordo behind him, and asked, “How do you want to compete?”

Two clowns, not worth paying too much attention to.

If all else fails, I'll take care of it myself and then explain the situation to the Ancient One.

It shouldn't be a big problem...

Casillas had no idea that he was dancing on the edge of death.

After receiving Mike's response, a smug smile appeared on his face, and he said, "I won't bully you. Let's have a contest of magic control."

After saying that, Casillas stretched out his hands, instantly condensing many orange-red magic halos, which continued to deform and enlarge as they did so.

Finally, a huge magical shield formed above everyone's heads.

The orange-red halos, on the other hand, are like lotus blossoms adorning the scene.

This is not over yet...

Having completed the defensive magic construction, Casillas then used his free hand to conjure several thick magic whip chains.

With each swing, it moved like a giant python, carrying an unstoppable momentum.

"As expected of the 'senior brother' of Kamar-Taj, he actually used such powerful defensive and offensive magic simultaneously..."

"Putting aside his character, Casillas's magical talent is truly unmatched..."

"..."

The group of mages who came to watch the spectacle were all amazed after witnessing Kaecilius's ingenious hybrid magic.

Hearing these comments inevitably made the magic apprentices who were closer to Mike begin to worry about him.

"Well? If you can do the same thing, I'll admit defeat." After receiving a lot of praise, Casillas put away his magic and looked at Mike triumphantly.

It's not that he looks down on Mike.

The series of moves he had just executed almost encapsulated all of Casillas' magical experience over the past hundred years, so he did not believe he would lose.

Since we won't lose, what's wrong with being a little arrogant?

"A fantastic performance!" Mike commented, giving a round of applause as a gesture of respect.

That posture made it seem as if they had watched an amusing monkey show.

"A performance?" Seeing Mike's nonchalant demeanor, Casillas felt as if he had punched a cotton ball, and then said unhappily, "I hope your magic control is as hard as your mouth."

“Of course~” Mike nodded slightly, reminding him, “Watch out, I’m coming.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mike appeared before Casillas like a gentle breeze.

Then, gently place a palm on the other person's chest.

As the [Astral Projection] magic took effect, Casillas's soul was squeezed out of his body like mist.

Spirit-body separation: During this period, the body, which is not controlled by a soul, becomes extremely vulnerable.

"This is the Sorcerer Supreme's Astral Projection ability. I never expected Mr. Mike to have learned it..."

"It's incredible. If he were to join Kamar-Taj, he would undoubtedly become the next Sorcerer Supreme..."

"..."

The ability of [Astral Projection] can only be used by mages who have reached a certain level of understanding of magic; it is essentially a more advanced application of magic.

The underlying principles are ingenious, and equally difficult to learn.

At least, before Michael arrived, only the Ancient One, the Sorcerer Supreme, could use this move in Kamar-Taj.

Compared to Mike, who can also use this move, Casillas's control over magic, while quite good, is only at the level of an average genius.

The two are no longer on the same level, so they are not comparable.

"I lost~"

After Mike stopped using his powers, Casillas, whose soul had returned to his body, lowered his head in shame and turned to leave.

His hurried manner even made it clear that he was afraid of Mike.

This is exactly the case...

For others, only a few seconds passed during Casillas's astral projection, but in his soul's dimension, those few seconds were infinitely stretched.

It could be a few years, decades, centuries, or even longer.

Casillas, for one, never wanted to experience that feeling of despair again.

As for manners and face, they are no longer worth mentioning in the face of fear.

"That's great, Mike. You actually defeated 'Big Brother' of Kamar-Taj..."

"Wow, Mr. Mike is this strong? I really like him..."

"..."

After Casillas and Baron Mordo slunk away, the group of magic apprentices cheered excitedly and congratulated Mike.

"Alright, alright, it's just basic stuff. As long as you're willing to work hard, maybe someone will be able to do it soon..." Mike looked at the female apprentice's burning gaze as she pounced on him, feeling that it was even more troublesome than when he was being targeted by Casillas.

The main issue is their appearance; none of them can compare to Regina and other girls.

Yes, Mike, who judges people by their appearance, is that superficial.

"Strange, remember our promise, see you next time~"

In his haste, Mike greeted Strange again before leaving Kamar-Taj through a portal.

The farce came to an end.

While the group of magic apprentices were still marveling at Mike's magical abilities, some of the formal mages who had come to the square to watch the spectacle fell silent.

When Casillas's soul left his body, the faint black aura emanating from it was easily detected by powerful mages.

This inevitably leads one to wonder whether Kaecilius betrayed Kamar-Taj and thus embraced darkness.

……

"Tony, you haven't slept for almost three days and three nights, you need to rest."

Inside Stark Tower in Apple City, Tony's personal secretary, Pepper, storms angrily into Iron Man's workspace.

In the cluttered workshop, Tony was manipulating a mechanical arm, studying his anti-armor armor series.

Yes, a month has passed since the last alien invasion, but Tony still can't shake off the trauma of that war.

Whenever Tony thinks of the overwhelming alien fleet, he feels palpitations and restlessness, unable to sleep or eat.

Even the incredibly powerful Hulk and Mike, his "teammates," in that battle caused Tony a great deal of worry.

That uncontrollable power made Iron Man, who was known for his intelligence, feel very insecure.

Therefore, in order to cope with the infinite possibilities of the future, Tony urgently needs to develop more powerful armor, including the Hulkbuster Armor and the Mike Armor, which he has put on his agenda.

“Pepper, I warned you not to bother me while I’m working…”

Tony, busy with his work, didn't have time to pay attention to Pepper. Without even looking up, he said, "Please leave, and please close the door behind you, thank you."

Having experienced palladium poisoning and Obadiah's betrayal, Pepper, who provided Tony with a lot of help during that incident, had actually gained Tony's trust.

The two were mutually attracted to each other, and their relationship grew stronger day by day.

They were so close to becoming lovers.

Unfortunately, Tony, who is now focused on creating even stronger armor, clearly has no time to pay attention to personal matters.

"You should at least eat something, how about I bring you some food later..." Pepper, who was more sentimental, couldn't help but feel sorry for Tony when she saw his haggard face.

So he wanted to find something to distract Tony.

Otherwise, given the other person's level of focus, they would eventually collapse from exhaustion at their workbench.

"I said, get out!!! Don't bother me again~" Tony, whose inspiration had been interrupted by Pepper's nagging, instantly became irritable.

"Okay, okay~" Pepper, who had been inexplicably yelled at, turned and walked out of the workroom with a feeling of utter grievance.

Then, she gently closed the door.

……

Chapter 660 Iron Man's Defeat

"Jarvis, bring me the scene where Mike defeats the aliens..."

Pepper's departure did not dampen Tony's enthusiasm for researching the new armor.

Or rather, without distractions, he became more focused.

"Okay, retrieving the videos for you. After filtering, there are two videos that meet your requirements, which will be played for you shortly..."

Immediately, two videos appeared on the virtual screen in the workspace. One video showed Mike smashing an alien cyborg warrior with a single punch on the street, and Captain America on the roof of the car was also captured in the video.

Another scene shows Mike helping Black Widow out of trouble with a wave of his hand.

"Remove the first video clip, play the second video clip at 0.5x speed, and zoom in on the image from Mike's perspective..."

The first video was purely violent destruction and did not help Tony's research on the Anti-Mike Armor, so he focused his attention on the second video.

……

"Slow down the playback speed a bit more..."

"...The first-person perspective freezes on the movement of Mike's hands..."

"This is it, pause..."

After watching the video several times, Tony finally focused on the small gesture of Mike waving.

Watching the pure white light that appeared around Mike as he waved in the video, Tony said with a troubled expression, "To develop an anti-Mike armor, we first need to figure out what that white light is. It doesn't even look like lightning energy..."

After ruffling his messy hair a few more times, Tony, still clueless about Mike's energy source, decided to ask his AI assistant for help: "Jarvis, what did you notice in his movements?"

"Calculating for you... According to the data molecules: Mr. Mike's actions are not necessarily related to the appearance of white light."

"His movements are more like how people swat away mosquitoes. Would you like me to show you a video of people swatting away mosquitoes?"

Tony, who had been listening attentively to Jarvis's analysis, gradually developed a strange expression.

Finally, he couldn't help but look up at Jarvis's virtual body and complain, "Has anyone ever told you that your lame jokes aren't funny at all?"

"Appropriate jokes make me more human. If you don't like this mode, I will remove the 'lazy joke' option from the system for you..." Jarvis replied mechanically.

As for Jarvis's increasingly "human-like" behavior, it was also Tony's own request beforehand.

“No need, this is great. I mean, I really like your sense of humor, keep it up!” Tony seemed to have discovered something new, and his expression relaxed.

“Okay, the system will continue to save options such as 'humor' and 'cringe' for you…” Jarvis replied.

Jarvis, the intelligent butler independently developed by Tony, is named after Tony's father's butler.

Therefore, for Tony, Jarvis is more like "family," deserving of his attention and patience.

At least, I'm more patient than when I was with Pepper.

After an interesting conversation with Jarvis, Tony's tense nerves relaxed.

He patted his cheeks, cheered himself up, and began to study the video in front of him again.

Meanwhile, Mike, who left Kamar-Taj through a portal, arrived directly outside Stark Tower.

"Please verify your identity... Identity verification successful..."

"Welcome, Mr. Mike. Please come in."

Since the Battle of New York, Tony, who felt extremely insecure, upgraded the security system of Stark Tower.

In terms of appearance, it borrows some design elements from the Cosmic Cube protective shield.

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