The Death Knell

The doctor had to admit that when he was this young mage, he was far from being able to be so calm.

"Are all mages as special as you?"

The little mage glanced at him, raised the corner of his mouth, and a hint of unobvious pride flashed through his black eyes: "Those who can't think calmly are already dead. Have you seen their corpses before?"

When Dr. Holloway heard this, he couldn't help but paused with the needle in his hand, and then nodded.

Seeing him nodding in recognition, the little mage continued: "These bugs are experimental subjects, monsters transformed by magic. Although they do not have a lord to command them, their accumulated experiments over time have made them very resistant to magic. They can be said to be the natural enemies of mages." .”

"Why would the mage add magic...resistance to them? Isn't this creating his own doomsday?" The doctor shook his head and shook off the blood on his hand. It was dark and damp here, and he had to be very close to see clearly. Wound.

The little mage's answer was reasonable: "Of course it's for power. Ordinary people are making bigger bombs and stronger weapons. So in addition to researching stronger spells, mages also need stronger servants."

Holloway opened his mouth but didn't say much. The enemies of ordinary people are ordinary people, and the enemies of mages are naturally mages. It is natural to study creatures with higher magic resistance.

Although he had little understanding of the wizarding world, he labeled magicians as dangerous.

"These insects are not the origin of the crisis, they are just a group of lucky ones who took the opportunity to escape." The mage lowered his head and watched the needles shuttle through his skin, with a victor's tone in his voice: "So when I found out that they escaped , I chose to leave there at the first opportunity and find a place to hold on, because I thought calmly, so I waited for you, survival of the fittest."

"But your companions are all dead."

"Former companions, please correct me. After their death, they are no longer my companions." The mage answered him expressionlessly. These words without any emotion made the doctor's heart tighten: "The mage is responsible for maintaining the earth. Heavy responsibility, and those who died, their abilities are destined to have no future."

Dr. Holloway cut the sutures and took out a bandage to bandage the mage.

"But if we hadn't arrived in time, you would have died too."

"I have used every method I can think of to outperform everyone else. Even the Archmage died before me. I watched the bugs eat him. So if death is my destiny, I will I will accept it calmly." The mage truly smiled for the first time, but the expression on his simple face made people shudder: "Death means that my strength is not enough, and it is natural for the weak to die."

The doctor doesn't know what's going on in the wizarding world, but it doesn't sound like a friendly environment. Doesn't everyone live in the jungle like wild animals?

"I can't understand the thoughts of your mages, but power is not everything in this world."

The little mage glanced at him with a half-smile, but did not refute: "I used to be an ordinary person, and my thoughts were the same as yours..."

But he obviously remembered something, and the expression on his face instantly turned cold, and returned to Gujing Mubo's dead face again: "But now, I only have the strength to pursue it."

He turned his attention to Su Ming's back again. The black and yellow armor was firmly blocking the entrance of the cave. When the insects outside rushed up, they turned into pieces and flew out. It was not as scary as it looked before.

That's the benefit of strength.

Holloway sighed. There was obviously something wrong with this kid's thinking. He seemed to have taken everything lightly in his life, only the desire for power remained.

The doctor couldn't imagine what this young mage had experienced before. He bandaged the wound, took off his rubber gloves, and wiped his mustache.

"Okay, what's your name? Young man."

The little mage stood up holding on to the rock wall. He recited a small series of spells, and a complex pattern made of magic appeared on his hand, emitting golden light.

But it was like the voltage was unstable, it just flickered and then went out.

The corners of his mouth twitched, he sighed, and raised his head to answer Holloway, who was much taller than him.

"I am Casillas, a direct disciple of the Supreme Mage."

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Su Ming, who was blocking the door, had always been multitasking. After implementing the tactics, these bugs were actually quite easy to deal with, so he knew the behavior of the two people in the cave from the beginning.

After hearing the little mage's self-reported name, some relevant information appeared in Su Ming's mind.

Casillas is not a comic character, but a character created by the movie universe. Su Ming cannot say that he knows much about his life trajectory.

I just know that in the movie universe, he later jumped back and went to work for Dormammu, and he didn't seem to be very smart.

But now his performance can be regarded as precocious. Although his actions and views are a bit cruel, it is true that he survived to the end.

Maybe his appearance has changed history, or twisted the world line towards a more familiar movie worldview.

While thinking, the big sword in Su Ming's hand still cut an insect in half without hesitation, and light black blood splashed all over him.

Anyway, this world is unfamiliar enough now, so there are no worries about the debt, and the time for his time travel is much earlier, but the goal has not changed. There are a few things he must get from the Marvel world.

And from a certain point of view, Casillas is bound to become a great player in the future. A big boss like Dormammu has chosen him as a thug among the billions of people on the earth. Doesn’t that explain the problem?

Now he and the doctor have saved his life. Although I don't expect him to provide any compensation now, I can't say for sure in the future.

Ancient Yi has agreed to use Dormammu's dark dimension power. If Casillas goes there to hang out in the future, he will use today's favor to let him give Su Mingyun some energy for an experiment.

Su Ming himself is immortal, but the people around him are not. Ginjiu and the others have been with him for so many years, and they are quite comfortable with it. He has to find a way to extend their lifespan.

In fact, he also had this idea when he grabbed the super soldier serum. He didn't need to turn his men into Captain America, but just extended their lifespan.

It's just that Dr. Erskine will not cooperate. Who should give the remaining tube of serum to whom is also a problem. This matter requires Howard's coffin-like radiation experimental chamber, as well as a large amount of electricity, and Need professionals to operate...

So let’s wait until I finish this section recently.

I was thinking about things in my mind, and my hand movements were not slow at all. I swung one sword to the left and the other to the right, and the world soon became peaceful.

"Pfft, pfft."

Looking at the hill of insect corpses in front of him, Su Ming inserted two weapons upside down on the rocks at his feet. The thick insect body fluids were flowing down the blade.

"Okay, come out, it's safe now."

Su Ming crossed his arms over his chest and turned to speak to the two people in the cave.

The cloak reacted the fastest. It flew out of the hole first and circled in the air as if it was stretching its body.

However, it still had one corner rolled up, and the gem given to it by Su Ming was tightly wrapped inside.

Casillas was the second to walk out of the cave and looked at the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood in front of him. A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, but it quickly subsided.

After paying Su Ming the mage courtesy, he knew that the strange and powerful man in front of him must not have saved him for no reason. Perhaps he had something to ask, so he waited consciously.