infinite blood sorrow

But now the problem of Gu Yi's lifespan has been alleviated by Mo Ao's intervention. Although Mo Du is still as stubborn as before, there is a high probability that he will not go astray, so Mo Ao does not invest too much in him. s concern.

"You really look like you should take a good rest." Mo Ao made a farewell gesture. "Then, enjoy your time here."

After Mo Ao and Wang, Strange and Modu parted ways halfway, Mo Ao came in front of Ancient One.

It's been a year since we saw each other. Compared to the last time we came here, Mo Ao changed his clothes, but Gu Yi didn't change at all.

Damn, doesn't she do hair? (Note ③)

Master Gu Yi sized Mo Ao up and down, hesitant to speak, hesitant to speak, and finally choked out a sentence: "Have you seen the future again?"

"Uh..." Mo Ao could probably guess that Gu Yi was talking about his coming to Strange's time. "Just a coincidence, really."

This conversation is somewhat familiar. It seems that the opening remarks were the same when he first came to Karma Taj a year ago, except that he and Gu Yi switched positions.

"You saw him, how do you feel?" Gu Yi asked casually.

"It's not good? He hasn't changed much. He just arrived here, so far he's been doing things step by step. I don't know what to say, but I'm probably looking at the subsequent changes." Mo Ao shrugged. How does he feel?Do you want to feel Strange's talent?

"If I say that I want you to teach him with me, what do you think?" Gu Yi couldn't deny it, and said with a smile.

"...What?" Mo Ao froze in place. "Then what, although I have read a lot of books here, and I have indeed gained a lot, but I don't know what you mages do."

"Don't worry, I didn't ask you to teach him the spells of a mage." Gu Yi said calmly, then continued. "The path of the mages has come to this day through the long years of the mages sharing their knowledge, but the deeper the accumulation, the easier it is to fall into the shackles of the ancestors, even I am no exception."

Gu Yi does not shy away from her own shortcomings. Although she is knowledgeable, she does not know everything, and she is not a saint. Like all living beings, she has a thinking pattern condensed from her own life.

"You are a master who walks on another road that is similar to but not the same as the mage's road. I hope you can broaden Strange's horizons." Ancient One said without forcing.

"It won't take too much of your time. I hope you can assist me only during his enlightenment period. Strange's stubbornness has just been crushed by me, and now is the most important moment to reshape his vision."

"Since you have said that..." Mo Ao touched the tip of his nose, Master Gu Yi had already spoken to this point, it would be unreasonable for him to refuse.

...But it feels so awkward to teach an uncle who is more than ten years older than me!

Mo Ao was about to agree, when suddenly, a strong hazy feeling enveloped his whole body, this feeling only lasted for a moment, maybe only a thousandth of a second or a ten thousandth of a second, but At that moment, Mo Ao's thinking completely stopped and disconnected.

How to describe that feeling?It's like drinking a lot of alcohol until the brain is completely broken, but the time is very short, only a moment.A normal person might not feel anything at all, but Mo Ao could sense a fault in his thinking at that moment.

The extremely short-lived feeling of haze made Mo Ao feel extremely uncomfortable and more natural, and the words he planned to blurt out were stopped because of this.

Mo Ao raised his head to look at Gu Yi, and saw that she was also frowning tightly, apparently also aware of the unnaturalness of the fleeting moment just now.

"What was that just now?" Mo Ao blurted out.

"......I do not know either."

Gu Yi said so.

========== Note ① ==========

Note ①——Benedict, the actor of Doctor Strange, once played Sherlock Holmes in the TV series "Detective Sherlock".The famous detective Doctor Strange is also an enduring stalk.

Note ②——A term derived from "Touhou Project", which refers to the small boss that will appear halfway through the level, or the bottom boss to warm up.

Note ③One - still an actor, Tilda, who plays the role of the ancient master, is a fashionista, and she changes her look when she has nothing to do.

Note ③Second - as we all know, bald head is one of the most troublesome hairstyles to maintain and take care of.

Chapter 93 well, it works

There was a momentary feeling of wonder, and there was nothing to say. After verifying some conjectures in their own ways, Mo Ao and Gu Yi each kept their minds open.

And that's it, I can't waste too much time tangling with this moment of obscurity.

there is always a solution to a problem.Life should go on.

"So don't worry about your hands anymore. Everything in this world is developing towards more and more convenience. There is no problem that can hinder a person for a lifetime. A healthy arm is never a necessary condition for casting spells, including Those body movements that look imposing are in the end nothing more than a personal habit.”

"Imitation can indeed shorten the time required for learning, but don't form a mindset. Especially spells, which are relatively idealistic and free, are much more malleable and malleable than you think. I know you are a beginner now. , so no matter what you do, you are trembling, worried that you will screw up. But you are lucky, since I am here, no matter what dangers the extraordinary power will cause, I can resolve them."

"If you feel any inconvenience, change it!"

"If you feel that the effect is not satisfactory to you, change it!

"If you have any new ideas, I think there is something wrong." Mo Ao snapped his fingers, pointing at Strange and said. "Change as much as you want!"

"Uh... sorry for interrupting you." Strange said hesitantly. "I haven't started yet."

Strange took a day off after a long absence, washed up casually, changed his clothes, and rushed here without even shaving.He couldn't wait to heal his hand, and then he was taken aback by Mo Ao's opening remarks.

"Let me teach the basics." The smile on Gu Yi's face was very subtle, and she began to wonder if it was a wrong decision for her to ask Mo Ao to help teach others.

"I obviously taught according to your request." Mo Ao shrugged, stepped aside and sat down on the chair, leaning back and raising Erlang's legs.

"And I don't think I said anything wrong? People with talents don't need to be afraid of anything except their own talents." Mo Ao sat on the chair and twisted his brows slightly. Dodge, turned the chair under him into a swivel chair, kicked on one foot, and turned back to the side.

"On this point, that genius doctor should have realized it long ago. I just let him bring his attitude towards medicine here."

"What he said is not completely unreasonable, we can start from this point." Gu Yi took the topic indifferently, and at the same time pulled back Strange's thoughts that were scattered by Mo Ao.

"Do you remember what you did when you were studying medicine?"

"...Don't touch the patient if you don't have enough ability and penance." Strange replied.

"So how to solve this?" Gu Yi's smile did not change.

"Day after day, year after year." Strange took a deep breath and understood what the other party meant.

The way of a mage is not a quick thing. If you want to learn spells and heal your hands, you can't rush for success.Learning has roughly the same attitude towards the world. No matter how talented you are, you can only get rewards after you pay.

The first lesson the Ancient One taught Strange was to keep his feet on the ground.

As for this aspect, this genius doctor has never lacked efforts, and his concentration on medicine is not inferior to his own talent.

"Before you officially start the journey of mage, I want to remind you again." Mo Ao turned around with the swivel chair and looked at Strange again. "Throw away the mystery and unknowable impression of magic in your heart. There are reasons to follow and traces to follow. It's not worth treating like this."

"Remember to think like a scholar. You are an intellectual after all, and you should know that what is written in books is not to be trusted. And academic progress often comes from overthrowing previous theories."

"It's too early for you to tell him these things now." Gu Yi said helplessly.

"Is it early? I don't think it's early at all." Mo Ao tilted his head.

He has never been a beginner like Strange, an adult with a mature mind, or a doctor of medicine. Now he is at most a professional change, which is different from starting from scratch.

Smart people often have their own ideas, and they firmly believe in what they deduce.Instead of telling him like a long-winded old lady that this can't be done that way, it's better to guide him to a certain extent from the beginning.

"I think this level is okay." Mo Ao grinned. "After all, those truly idealistic and mysterious things that really don't make sense. He hasn't seen them yet!"

==========Separation line==========

London, inside a small church.

Three dark circles with very heavy smoky makeup stand in a triangle, two men and one woman, dressed in the style of Nepalese monks.

In the middle of them is the desk where the Bible is usually used for preaching.The leader carefully took out a wrapped piece of leather from his bosom, and unfolded it. Inside were two broken pages that were properly wrapped. The pages were filled with Sanskrit, and the formation was drawn with red paint.

The leader respectfully placed the remaining pages on the desk and stepped aside.Follow the imprint on the broken page to draw a bright red track in the void.

These three people are Casillas and his two followers who stole two pages about Dormammu in the Book of Time.

They have fled under the hands of Gu Yi so far, and while worshiping Dormammu, they studied the stolen pages. Finally, today, they gathered all the preparations for the ceremony, and were able to summon Dormammu's tentacles and seek the power he bestowed.

For this reason, he betrayed Ancient One, summoned believers, and even offered living sacrifices, planning for a long time.

The power of dreams, eternal life, will finally be realized today.After Dormammu came to Earth, they will follow the Dark Lord into eternity.

"We now accept those forces that can destroy and betray us, and the entire world."

The blood-red talisman swirled in the air with the prayers and chants of the three.As the chanting continued and the ceremony continued, the dark circles under the eyes of the three of them became heavier and heavier, and even white necrosis appeared on the very edge.

......

......

Meanwhile, outside the church.

A man with pineapple hair and a very loose khaki kendo suit, with a weed in his mouth, his right hand was slung around his waist, and his left hand was casually resting on the hilt of his waist.

The man swaggered down the street and stood unsteadily outside the church.

He raised his head, his eyes flickered and he shook his head, as if he was drunk, and looked at the church, but he didn't know where it fell.

Just like being drunk, *** was in a daze outside the church for a full 5 minutes.

Suddenly, the man suddenly raised his head, and with his right hand, he lightly clenched his fist and hung it to his waist.

A very old-fashioned recording cassette was hung on the man's waist, and the man's fist dropped.The play button is pressed and the record button pops up with a slight ding.

"Very well, this will work."

Chapter 94 Number Zero

In the church, the three of Casillas fell to the ground with bruises all over their bodies. The middle-aged samurai still maintained a sleepwalking look and looked at them with a very slow feeling.

Especially Casillas, one of his feet was cut off directly from the ankle, and he was bleeding continuously.

"Have you figured out how to say it?" The middle-aged warrior looked at Casillas who fell on the ground indifferently, with the sword in its sheath, and asked leisurely.

"You... who are you..." Casillas said while holding back the pain.

At the same time, at the position where the middle-aged samurai cannot see, the lines on the original stained glass spread like water waves, the space expands in the ripples, and the architectural structure of the church becomes deformed, which violates the physical folding phenomenon Appeared quietly, the texture separated into cracks, and visions appeared quietly one by one, attacking the middle-aged warrior.

"what!"

However, with a scream, the middle-aged warrior didn't turn his head to look at the reality-distorting vision. Casillas' right wrist hidden under his body was cut off, and his chest was also scratched because of too much movement. A big gap appeared.

The severed right wrist rolled to the ground, and the dark red energy runes dissipated at the fingertips of the lost owner.

"Not this." The tone of the middle-aged samurai remained calm.

In the next second, the middle-aged warrior turned sideways at 45 degrees and drew his sword out of its sheath.

"Doxianinuosafamu..."

The mantra of the female mage next to her was only halfway through, when half of her tongue was lifted into the air, and the blood that gushed out swallowed up the mantra behind it.

"Not this one either."

The middle-aged warrior walked forward, stepped on Casillas' head with his foot, and interrupted his silent mantra.This was not enough, the middle-aged warrior raised his foot again, and stomped on Casillas's face vigorously one foot after another.

The violence of the samurai was almost inversely proportional to the calm he showed, with a broken nose and broken teeth.The samurai didn't seem to care at all whether Casillas still had the ability to answer himself, but unilaterally abused the mage under his feet.

Casillas was in excruciating pain that he couldn't understand.I have dedicated my soul to Domamu, and gained eternal life and powerful mana.

But no matter whether it is powerful mana or exquisite spells, this warrior who suddenly appeared from nowhere can always interrupt his spells. Even spells that do not require spells will be cut off by him immediately. Limbs, heavy blows to the head and other methods forcibly stop it.

This samurai is not afraid to use any cruel and violent means to fight, which may be the reason why he still needs information from Casillas and others. This premise of saving their lives has become a catalyst for even more cruelty.

"You tell me." After trampling Casillas's face so badly, the samurai turned around and looked at the last male mage next to him.

"..." The male mage looked at the female mage whose tongue had been cut off and covered her mouth to vomit blood, and then at Casillas whose face was bloody and bloody. fear.

A guy who can sell his soul in exchange for power, and he was recruited to sell his soul, you can't expect him to act out of a relatively firm will such as belief or dream.

Those who can be incited by other people's words to sell their souls can basically be sure that he was just a luscious one.

But now, the eternal life brought him a long lifespan and tenacious vitality, but it couldn't alleviate his pain by a single bit.

"I...I said...I said, what do you want to know? I'll tell you everything!...Forgive me..." The male mage stretched his legs Soft, involuntarily kneeling on the ground.

"What do I want to know?" the samurai repeated as if talking to himself. "By the way, what do I want to know?"

"I remember that my task this time is..." The samurai fell into deep thought inexplicably and without any sense of crisis. He kept whispering to himself, seemingly completely ignoring the other three people present. "What is it?"

"Doxianinuosafamu..."

Taking this opportunity, Casillas who fell on the ground suddenly recited the mantra, and a red light shot out from his surviving left hand, but the target was not the warrior but the male mage.

But almost at the same time as him, at the same moment when the red light shot out from Casillas, the samurai's saber came together at an extremely fast speed, and before the red light touched the male mage, the male mage's body and head were separated, A head flew far away.

The next moment, the red light hit the mage's headless body, and nothing happened. The lifeless body kept kneeling and begging for mercy, and threw itself forward to the ground, the floor was stained with blood.

Casillas was desperate, and the power that Dormammu gave him was either impossible to try or completely seen through by the samurai.He just tried to completely turn the male mage into Dormammu's dark apostle, turning him into an undead monster in an attempt to break through the warrior's captive, but he was still easily seen through and cracked.

"You fucking bastard! Did I allow you to do unnecessary things?!"

The samurai who had been in a natural state of stupor suddenly showed a violent side. He grabbed Casillas's hair and raised it, cursing angrily, and spat in his face, then smashed his head casually. On the ground, he kicked it mercilessly.

The toe of the shoe hit Casillas' face heavily, kicking his body lying on the ground for half a circle, and his head hit the steps of the podium hard, making a dull thud.

"You bastard! You bastard! How dare you interrupt me!" The samurai kicked Casillas on the head again and again furiously, as if he had suddenly changed into another person.

"Ah! That's right." As if he suddenly remembered something, the furious samurai calmed down in an instant, and returned to his previous sleepwalking appearance. "I seem to have given me some props before coming..."