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"I didn't expect Master Hamill to be so talkative. Usually, he is very serious, with a straight face, as if everyone owes him money."

Strange came to the Sanctuary in New York and proposed to the administrator of the Sanctuary to build a defensive heavy armor with high magic resistance and strong enough strength on the grounds of participating in the Supreme Mage hegemony battle.

As the New York Sanctuary's speaker, Mage Hamill readily agreed, and rarely mentioned the cost of purchasing materials and hiring labor.

You must know that the mages in the Sanctuary usually need to prepare their own materials and pay for forging to build equipment.

Give it for free, that's something that doesn't exist.

Despite the greatness of the three sanctuaries and the Kama Taj family, their economic strength is actually quite limited.

Master Lao Wang wanted to eat a tuna sandwich, but he didn't have the money to buy it.

And Strange, who became the Supreme Mage, had to worry about what to eat for lunch.

Thus, they are indeed not very wealthy.

"Heh, if Gu Yi didn't open the back door for you, people might not care about you."

Luke thought silently.

Strange is a groundless rookie.

He wants to successfully win the hegemony battle and become the new Supreme Mage.

The difficulty is probably equivalent to knowing that Wang really can put himself into a cannon and launch it into the sun to play an accordion.

The chances are almost zero.

Without Luke's intervention, Gu Yi would definitely have made various small moves to force Strange to support him.

Black box operation, no psychological burden on the old man.

As long as he can retire early and end his long period at work, Gu Yi doesn't mind losing a little bit of integrity.

It's not worth the money anyway.

"Maybe Master Hamill is a good person with a cold face and a warm heart, so he will use the best materials for you, and invite the best forging masters."

Luke didn't break it, and said in agreement.

Of course, when these words fell into the ears of those in the know, it was a bit yin and yang.

"Kama Taj's folk customs are simple, and the mages who come out are all good people."

Strange believed it to be true and said cheerfully.

At this time, he has not yet realized that he is actually the chosen person, the real protagonist template.

Those competitors who work hard and sweat for the position of Supreme Mage, they are just experience babies.

"By the way, do you need any weapons?"

Luke looked at the design drawings of the master blacksmith, thinking about preparing a big killer for Strange.

Already have shields for defense, now need to add some attacking means.

"Berzy warrior axe, headshot staff... It seems to be very violent."

Luke was amazed that the mages in the New York Sanctuary were stronger than warriors.

Strange scratched his head and made a request: "Is there any kind of... a weapon that is more portable and powerful?"

"Let me see - this one fits your needs perfectly!"

Luke looked for the blueprints for a while and picked out a weapon he thought would be the most suitable.

"AK47-Fire Unicorn, exclusive to krypton gold players! Not only does it come with special bullets for breaking magic and armor, but it can also be hidden in the shield. When the enemy is not prepared, you can pull it out and come for a shuttle. The firepower is strafeed, and the storage is unexpected, and it can have a miraculous effect!"

"Remember, always say 'your lord, times have changed' or 'this thing works better than a wand' when you shoot."

"This can play a role in reducing the morale of the opponent and improving our fighting spirit."

Strange took the blueprint, looked at it carefully for a moment, and hesitated: "As a mage, isn't it too despicable to use a hot weapon?"

An automatic rifle with magic damage, this thing is simply the enemy of the mage.

He could imagine that when the two sides were fighting spells, he took out an AK47-Fire Unicorn from the shield, and the muzzle was emitting blue fire, and he shot it, which would cause much psychological shadow to the opponent.

"It is important to be upright on the battlefield, and most of them don't have a good end."

Luke's language is sincere, like a life mentor.

"There is a saying in the East that generals lead troops to fight, and will not exclude the use of deceitful and deceitful tactics or methods to overcome the enemy and win."

"Stephen, you should let go of the moral shackles of the inner world and look at the problem from a higher level."

Strange's face was serious. Although he didn't quite understand what Luke was talking about at a higher level, judging from the serious tone and sharp eyes of the other party, it should make sense.

Soon, the magic resistance armor and the enchanted version of the AK47-Fire Kirin were successfully placed.

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A few days later, Kama Taj's bronze bell rang, and all the speakers of the three sanctuaries were present.

Regarding the selection of Supreme Mage, it officially opened today.

"Mage Hamill, have the beacons been sent out?"

The old Master Grande raised his head and asked.

He was the administrator of the London sanctuary, a highly respected ascetic.

"Distributed. There are forty-two beacons in total, which means that there will be forty-two people participating in this introductory game."

The mutilated Master Hamil nodded and replied.

A beacon is a magic item of Kama Taj.

It is equivalent to an invitation letter, or an admission ticket.

The holder can enter the competition venue - the dream dimension, and participate in the first trial.

"Modu has gone in?"

Master Grande looked at the sky, and a long and narrow crack slowly expanded, like a ferocious wound that was constantly torn open.

Behind the dark cracks, there are bizarre and gorgeous colors, like a canvas mixed with countless kinds of paints, revealing a magnificent and dreamy feeling.

That is the arena, the dream dimension.

A law of reality lost its effect, and a dangerous world full of bizarre and unknown.

"It's a good thing that Mordo chose to take up this responsibility."

Master Hamill said softly.

"The position of the supreme mage, it not only represents a powerful force, but also a heavy burden. Emperor Weishan will always test it, and those dimensional demons are also eyeing the earth."

"If you don't have a strong enough will and a pure spirit that can resist all kinds of temptations, you won't be able to bear this honor."

"Modu has been with the Supreme Master for many years. Not only is his strength outstanding, but his character and morality are also a good choice."

"This time, he was recognized by the three legendary mages and signed a contract with the great sage Merlin. I think he has a good chance of passing the final trial."

Master Hamill seemed to be full of confidence in Mordo when he poured the poisoned milk.

"What about Stephen Strange? He's the second occult mage Kama Taj chose to fight."

Hector, who has been silent, asked.

Compared with Mordo, who has attracted much attention, he cares more about the newcomer Stephen Strange.

As the oldest occult mage, Hector once heard Gu Yi mention the choice of successor.

That is a son of heaven who has the courage, wisdom and perseverance far beyond ordinary people!

"I heard that the contractor he found was unusual, and he was personally met by the Supreme Mage before."

Master Grande shook his head slightly and said with a chuckle: "I don't think there is a more powerful contractor than the great sage Merlin. He is the most famous legend. Just one step away, he can become a god."

"Half of the beacons are already on the field."

Mage Hamill stared at the clear image projected in the hall, and then a flash of anger rose in his eyes.

"Casillas! The betrayer is here too!"

Master Grande remained silent, and after a moment said slowly: "As long as he holds the beacon, he is eligible to participate. This is in line with the rules of the hegemony battle."

"A fallen mage who fell into the arms of Dormammu actually covets the position of the supreme mage.

Master Hamill looked unhappy and snorted coldly.

Ten minutes later, all the contestants holding beacons had entered, and many of them were familiar faces well-known in the magic world.

"Let's wait and see who will be the winner."

Mage Hector stared at Strange who was walking in the dream dimension, thinking: "The challenge of the entry-level competition is not low. If you don't make sufficient preparations, you will easily be eliminated."