The Hogwarts Professor at Marvel

In unknown space.

Darkness, shadows, killing, chaos and other negative energies are intertwined.

These energies collided and destroyed each other, and storms formed purely of energy blew up, agitating the energies for further chaos.

When the energy is gradually calming down, suddenly.
Another energy storm was set off, further promoting the energy chaos in the space, like waves on the beach, layer upon layer, never stopping.

It seems that chaos is the only theme in the whole space.

However.
If you look at the center of the entire dark and chaotic space, you will find a dark yellow magic castle floating in the void.

The area near the castle is like the eye of the storm, where the sea is calm, or in other words, full of order.

I don't know if it's because of the suppression of the magic castle, or because of the ray of order that emerged from the endless chaos.

It's so peaceful here
eager!lure!threaten!

This dark yellow ancient magic castle seems to exude an inexplicable atmosphere all the time.

Ordinary people, even if they just take a look at it, their seven orifices will bleed, their bodies will be covered with sick emotions, and their own souls will enter it uncontrollably.

dusk!dusk!dusk!

If the mage of Karma Taj saw this ancient magic castle, he might be able to distinguish the breath of the Twilight Evil God immediately.

Yes, this is the Twilight Castle, exuding a strong aura of Twilight Power, as if the Lord of Twilight had visited in person.

However, the reality is that the Lord of Twilight has been killed by the supreme mage of Kama Taj.

The corpse, the dimension, the source, all turn out to be the spoils of Karma Taj.

At this moment, Strange stood in front of this dusk castle, thinking silently in his heart.

He had received an invitation earlier.

He didn't know which one was behind it, but the content of the invitation made him quite interested.

Because the other party traded chaos magic.

However, when he opened the space portal in the direction of the invitation, and saw everything in front of him, his scalp felt numb.

The power of twilight!

There is no doubt that the other party is absolutely and closely related to the fallen mage who defected before.

Because that group of fallen mages, when they defected, stole part of the origin of Twilight Evil God from the temple.

Although not many people know it, Doctor Strange has a certain understanding.

Click!Click!Click!
Standing in front of the door, Strange was hesitating whether to knock on the door.

At this moment, as if sensing Strange's arrival, with the sound of crackling, the gate of the dusk castle slowly opened.

Strange watched, and the door had been fully opened, which seemed to be a dark magic castle inside.

After hesitating for a moment, step in slowly.

boom!
Just entered the gate, walked up a few steps, entered the interior of the castle, and with a bang, the gate behind him slammed shut.

Strange couldn't help but looked back, his face slightly nervous.

However, he didn't seem to be too worried, turned around and walked towards the interior of the castle.

This twilight castle seems to have a history of many years. At a glance, it is ancient and ancient, exuding a taste called history.

Oil paintings, sculptures, and strangely shaped candles can be seen everywhere.

If you discard the evil spirit factor of this castle, there is no doubt that it has great historical value.

However, Strange glanced at it, and didn't seem to be touched by anything. He quickened his pace and walked towards the depths of the castle.

Like the previous magic invitation, he could clearly sense a call emerging from his heart.

Guide him to his destination.

Although I feel that every step of my actions seems to be led by the nose, exuding a strong taste of calculation.

But apart from strengthening his vigilance, he cooperated with everything else.

Soon, following the calling of his heart, he entered a spacious round hall.

On the edge of the hall, a large number of torches formed a circle, making the entire hall extraordinarily bright and exuding warmth.

For some reason, in such an environment, Strange, who was originally on guard, relaxed a little.

"Come out, you have spent so much effort, invite me over."

Strange spoke, and the loud voice spread throughout the rotunda.

However, everything around is as usual, it seems that the words just now have not awakened some existence.

"If you don't come out, then I will leave."

As he said that, Strange began to wave some hanging rings in his hand, trying to open a portal to leave.

However, as the sparks of red flame lit up, they were completely extinguished soon.

The space teleportation gate didn't open either, as if it was restricted.

After realizing everything, Strange didn't seem too surprised.

Instead, he looked sideways to the front left in a passage, and a person in a black robe gradually came out.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
"Strange, I have heard of your genius name for a long time."

"I didn't expect that you are so proficient in using such a difficult magic of flesh and blood."

A loud voice sounded, and the fallen mage seemed to start to praise Xie Lai.

Yes, what came this time, Strange wasn't himself, but a magic avatar or flesh and blood avatar.

After all, no one knows what kind of danger lies behind this magical invitation.

He wasn't so stupid, and came directly to his deity.

After all, no matter how stupid he is, he will not throw himself into the trap.

After hearing the fallen mage's words, Strange didn't show any emotion, remained expressionless, fell silent for a moment, and said slowly, "You guys invited me over!"

"Now, here I am!"

"It's time to show your sincerity"

If these fallen mages are setting traps or fooling him.

At worst, this flesh and blood clone will be handed over here.

As for the latter, he naturally will never die with these fallen mages who designed him.

It seemed that he understood Strange's thoughts quite well, and the fallen mage didn't bother about Strange's absence of his deity.

He raised his right hand slightly, stretched out his palm, and in the blink of an eye, a wine-red magic book slowly floated in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the fallen mage swung forward lightly, and the wine-red magic book flew towards Strange.

The flying speed was neither fast nor slow, but it made Strange tickle inside.

The book fell in front of him, and he quickly flipped through a few pages.

Seeing the familiar characters and the introduction of some chaos magic, Strange nodded slowly.

No matter what, even if this flesh and blood avatar is confessed here, it is not a loss.

While he was reviewing the book, the fallen mage standing not far away spoke slowly.

"Strange, you are a genius."

"But Karma Taj is the tomb of geniuses. There are countless genius mages in history, but very few survived in the end."

"Even the longest one hasn't lived a hundred years. Almost all the genius mages died on the battlefield."

"Strange, there is no doubt that this is your future."

"Tell me an answer, are you willing to become a cannon fodder mage under Weishandi's banner?"

Strange, who was flipping through the books, paused slightly, but he didn't seem to be intimidated by the alarmist words of the fallen mage, and continued to flip through the books.

It seems that he is going to write down all the knowledge in this book during this period of time.

Even if this avatar is in danger, it's not a loss.

The fallen mage saw that Strange was flipping through the book, and didn't seem to care about what he just said.

He couldn't help being silent for a while, and continued to speak: "Strange, I know you want to study Chaos Magic, but are you mentally prepared for the possible harm that Chaos Magic may bring?"

This time, Strange, who was flipping through the books, stopped abruptly, and slowly raised his head to stare at the fallen mage opposite.

Sensing Strange's gaze, the fallen mage couldn't help nodding in satisfaction.

Geniuses are naturally curious about the mysterious, unknown, and powerful magic.

"Strange, since you want to learn Chaos Magic, you must know the relationship between Chaos Magic and the God of Dark Magic, Sithorn."

"Don't forget, Emperor Weishan is the god of white magic, and the two are in opposition."

"Although Kama Taj did not explicitly prohibit the study of Chaos Magic, it generally rejects Chaos Magic."

"Strange, I believe you have also noticed that there are very few books about chaos magic in the library."

This time, Strange gave up the idea of ​​continuing to read the book, and quietly looked at the fallen mage opposite.

Of course he knew the danger the other party said.

Although, there are very few introductions to Chaos Magic in the Karma Taj Library.

But when he was in Vientiane World, he learned a lot about Sithorn from the Vientiane World Library.

He is also very aware of the dangers of practicing and studying Chaos Magic.

However, Lockhart and his disciple Wanda are both studying and practicing.

So why can't he?

in particular……

"Chaos magic is our common pursuit and the way to become a god."

"Strange, in a sense, we are companions, companions on the path of chaos magic."

Speaking of this, the words of the fallen mage began to become fanatical.

"Long lifespan, possibility of becoming a god, strong strength, these, chaos magic can satisfy us."

"Strange, I know what obstacles you are facing now."

"As a follower of Emperor Weishan, switching to Chaos Magic is undoubtedly a betrayal."

"You are vulnerable to dual hostility from Weissandi and Sithorne."

Hearing this, Strange, although still expressionless, sank in his heart.

Yes, the situation is as the fallen mage said.

This is why he tried every means to enter the dimensional gap.

I just want to use the special chaos in the dimensional gap to cover up the induction of the two dimensional gods, so that I can successfully switch to chaos magic.

As long as the transfer is successful, as long as the first step is completed.

Next, it will be much easier to operate.

"We can help you with this." The fallen mage looked into Strange's eyes and said word by word.

As he spoke, he slowly stretched out his right hand palm.

A mass of dark red magic power floated above the palm, constantly changing into various shapes.

Feeling the breath of order and chaos in one, Slytherin took a slight breath.

Chaos magic!

The most attractive thing is its mystery, order and chaos as a whole, which can create all things and rewrite reality.

"Look, how beautiful it is." The fallen mage said obsessively as he stared at the chaotic magic power in his hand.

"You know, we used to be followers of Emperor Weishan."

"But now, we only paid a very small price to cut off the connection with Vissandi and block Xithorn's prying eyes."

"We have a complete set of rituals to help you switch to Chaos Magic at the lowest cost."

"Even, we have a complete process of becoming a dimensional god."

Having said that, the words of this fallen mage are full of temptation.

It had to be said that Strange was severely grasped at this moment.

Seeing the hesitant and flustered expression on Strange's face, the fallen mage could not help but draw a smile.

Everyone is a mage of Karma Taj and was once a genius.

No matter what you think in your mind, it's not bad.

Don't look at them, they defected from Karma Taj, but they still have their own power inside Karma Taj.

Let me ask, Karma Taj does have a hero mage who is not afraid of sacrifice and dares to fight against different dimensions.

However, how many mages can completely refuse the temptation of chaos magic.

This is a long life, the way to become a god.

As long as they can't refuse, they can't do without an alliance.

Especially a genius like Strange is their top priority.

Genius, it is always difficult to refuse the temptation of chaos magic.

call!Suck!call!Suck!
At this moment, Strange was breathing slightly short of breath, and it would be a lie to say that he was not moved.

But soon, he forced himself to calm down, looked at the fallen mage wearing black running across the street, and asked calmly.

"You guys, what do you want?"

"You, no, it should be what we are going to do." There was a slight smile in the words of the fallen mage.

"What we want to do is actually very simple, that is to give us more time to study chaos magic and set foot in the realm of dimensional gods."

"But, the minimum premise is safety!"

"You're right, Mage Strange."

Speaking of this, the tone of the fallen mage became very sincere.

"We don't want to do anything, but we want to have a safe enough place and have enough time to further study chaos magic."

"Of course, I also hope that more mages will join us in the deduction of chaos magic."

"Other than that, we don't ask for anything else."

The attitude is very sincere, and there seems to be no harsh requirements in the words.

Just want a safety, a time.

Regarding this, Strange was silent for a moment, wondering if he believed it, and asked again: "What do you want?"

The fallen mage on the opposite side stared at Strange's expressionless face.

It seemed that he wanted to see some hidden information and Strange's attitude from the other party's expression.

"There is no special request."

"We help you switch to Chaos Magic."

"You just need to give us some information."