Warlock of the Marvel Universe

As the saying goes, a thousand-mile dike breaks in an ant nest. A person's life does not require a drastic blow to make a change. Sometimes it only takes a small change to easily destroy it.

When Dr. Strange spent all his time and money and still couldn't heal his hands, he would only feel that he was injured too seriously or missed the best opportunity for treatment, even with the highly recommended method. There is still no hope of treatment with new drugs.He would never have thought that the nurse who gave him the injection would mix cold water with it before each injection. Although the color did not change, the efficacy of the medicine had been severely diluted.

However, it is actually not difficult to find such a young nurse. You must know that Mr. Wilson Fisk is very professional in this area. It is very easy to get a young nurse to do such things that do not involve human life.

Moreover, Dr. Strange is, at best, a bit aloof and self-proclaimed and hard to get in touch with, but at worst, he is arrogant and has a low emotional intelligence.He may not be aware of it yet, but he can often choke people to death with just one sentence, and often offends people to death inadvertently. Sometimes even people close to him can't stand it.

Usually when he was in good times, others would fawn over him and would not show such boredom on their faces.But now he is down and out. I don’t know how many people are waiting to say, "You guys usually live in groups of five and six, but I didn’t expect it to happen today."

"It's just that it's a bit of a loss for us to do this," Evanson said. He didn't have any psychological burden, it was just pure nonsense.

"How can you say that?" Claire shook her head and felt a little unhappy at the time. "Does his accident have anything to do with us? It was entirely because he didn't pay attention to safe driving and ruined his own hands, and we are just We postponed his treatment, but we didn’t say we wouldn’t treat him. When he begs Karma Taj and completes his personal practice, the Supreme Master will naturally be able to cure his hand."

"And he also wants to thank us for giving him the power to choose." Claire narrowed her eyes slightly. "Most people in this world don't have such power, and they don't even realize that there is such a choice. Yes. Living in a mediocre and unremarkable world, I will not know what the world is like until my death. It is better to wake up, open my eyes and face this bleak reality."

"I hope he is a real warrior." Evanson said with a sigh, "I hope he can make the choice you want."

"Who knows?" Claire was not sure about this. "Even the Supreme Mage is not sure about this. In fact, she has a vision for choosing apprentices." At this point, Claire seemed to be a bit embarrassed, and suddenly she became silent. Said.

"What's wrong?" Evanson asked.

"Nothing." Claire shook her head and said.

Don't worry, forget it, it's none of your business anyway.Even though Evanson could tell that Claire was hiding something, he didn't ask further.At this time, he suddenly remembered something: "I haven't asked you during this time, how are you doing with the spells I taught you?"

"I didn't know that I had completed all those homeworks, and I have mastered all those spells." Claire nodded and said with certainty.

"Very good." Evanson nodded with slight approval. As expected, in an organization like Karma Taj that relies purely on personal understanding, people can be rated as geniuses. Claire's learning progress is faster than him. Expected to be faster "Then we're almost ready for the next phase."

"No need." Claire simply rejected Evanson. She smiled and shook her head. "If I continue to learn like this, I will be just like you. Didn't you say there are too many warlocks in the world?" Is it a good thing?"

"I'm not talking about you." Evanson explained hurriedly.

"I know." Claire suddenly became serious, "I just want to follow my own path."

"Okay." Evanson agreed without any hesitation.After all, he was quite embarrassed as to how many warlock spells he should teach Claire. Now he has taught her some of the basics of the magic circle, and most of the rest are sealing and binding systems.These spells are normal, but once they involve the use and acquisition of evil energy, these spells can be very dangerous. If you are not careful, you may hurt yourself, and if you are not careful, the world may be endangered.

He originally thought that after he finished teaching the spells that did not involve evil energy, he would find a reason to end his classes.Unexpectedly, Kreya gave up on her own at this time, so he was relieved.

"By the way, I won't be at home these days. I will spend it at Kamateki." Claire suddenly said such a thing at this time.

What does this mean? Evenson's heart suddenly skipped a beat. Instead of learning spells from yourself, you suddenly have to stay up all night. What's going on?

"Don't think so wildly." Claire looked at Evanson's open mouth and knew he was thinking wildly again.However, she was quite happy about this worry in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. "I just applied for a book at Kama Taj's library with great difficulty. I plan to read it as soon as possible during this time. There is nothing we can do about it, the management of the library is quite strict, and borrowing is not allowed."

"Oh, that's it." Evanson slowly put his heart back down. "Then can I take the liberty to ask what kind of book it is? If it's about magic, maybe I can read it." I’ll give you some points for understanding.”

"I'm sorry." Claire looked embarrassed. "It's not easy for me to tell you this kind of thing."

"Understood." Evanson nodded. No matter how close two people are, it's just the intimacy between two people. No matter how there are no secrets between two people, it's just that there are no secrets between two people.But the matter he asked just now involved no longer Claire personally, but also involved Kamateki's secret.So if he continues to ask, it will only appear that he has no

Being measured will also make Claire feel embarrassed.

At this point, the atmosphere seemed to become awkward, and both of them drank their coffee in silence.But not long after, Evanson suddenly caught a glimpse of a black man walking across the street.

He is short in stature and has a thin build. Although he looks very young, he has a long beard, which is not grown intentionally but is caused by neglect and lack of grooming.He was wearing a black casual shirt on the upper body and jeans on the lower body, but they looked dirty and had not been washed for an unknown period of time.

Moreover, looking at this man's frivolous steps, floating eyes, and white lips, he looked like someone who had been smoking that kind of stuff for a long time. He walked straight towards a coffee stall.

Evanson's mood fell instantly. To be honest, he was disgusted with this kind of person.Yes, those two people also have this little hobby, but they are not human at all, so he thinks that kind of thing is not for human use at all. If humans use that kind of thing, then whoever uses it is really stupid.force.

Oops, this is coming at me. Evanson looked at the guy getting closer and closer to him, and thought to himself, what kind of trouble is this guy going to make?

Fortunately, when the man was about to reach Evanson's warning range, he suddenly changed his direction and walked diagonally behind Evanson.

Evanson turned his head and looked over curiously, and saw the guy sitting down directly on a seat.But what is strange is that the person sitting at the same table with her is completely different from him.

It was a white man with black hair. Although he also had a beard on his face, unfortunately it was the kind that had been carefully groomed. The man was wearing a purple suit, and a red handkerchief was carefully pinned to the chest pocket. This is exactly what a well-educated gentleman is.

But the black man obviously came to see this person, but there shouldn't be any intersection between the two of them. Evenson was wondering, and at this moment the black man took out something from under his blouse. A document bag, bulging with unknown contents, was handed to the man in the purple suit next to him.

The man in the purple suit opened the mouth of the document bag and looked inside, then put the document bag away.

"Alas" Evanson looked away and sighed.You do this kind of thing in broad daylight, America?

Evanson obviously regarded the actions between the two as that kind of deal.But at this time, a sudden change occurred.A burly white man wearing a knitted hat and sunglasses held an ordinary kraft paper envelope in his right hand and walked past this street coffee stall with his head lowered as if taking a stroll.

But when he walked past the purple suit, he suddenly stopped for a moment, held the envelope in both hands and raised it, aiming at the purple suit and making a slight sound.Then he quickly left.

At this time, the man in the purple suit suddenly covered his neck, his body was twitching slightly, and he was about to faint.At this time, two women rushed out from nowhere, helped him and left.

Alas, Evanson sighed again. Even if he does that kind of thing in broad daylight, and he also blatantly commits crimes and kidnaps, this is really the United States.

"It's almost time for us to leave." Evanson said to Claire. Although this kind of thing happened, it didn't involve him, but he definitely wasn't in the mood to stay any longer.The most important thing is that he shook the coffee pot and it was empty.

"Okay." Claire was naturally in no mood, stood up and pulled up her clothes, "I'll treat you next time."

"Why are we arguing about this?" Evan quickly took out a few steel bungees from his body and placed them on the table.

"But you didn't even think to take care of it when something like this happened." They both left the coffee stall and headed home. Halfway through, Claire did ask a little strangely, "You are an Avenger after all, okay?"

"I'm not an Avenger for justice." Evanson shrugged his shoulders. "I just work purely for salary and pension insurance. I'll take care of this. How much does the New York Police Department pay me a year?"

After the two of them returned home, it seemed that they were quite relaxed and had nothing to do.Evenson tempted Claire to practice playing an alt in the game, saying that a new version would be released soon, and some missions might be out of print.

Claire heard that it made sense, so she readily agreed.The two of them played the game like this until they turned off the computer in the evening. They loved exercising and had another evening practice.Claire opened a portal and returned to Kamateki.

After she went back, she didn't say hello to anyone. She went directly to the library, took out a book from a bookshelf very far back, sat down and started reading.

At this time, the librarian came over with his hands in his hands and said, "Mage Claire, although the Supreme Mage has agreed to you reading this book, I still want to remind you to be careful when reading it."

Claire looked up at the librarian, smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll be careful." The administrator left not too far away.

Claire turned back and continued to flip through the book. The material of the book and the sentences on it were very strange. The text was in ancient Chinese, but it was typeset in obscure Chu Ci.Fortunately, Claire is a mage and can communicate the written will without having to delve into the words.But she was very careful and did not dare to over-invest. She also drew a lot of magic circles around her while reading, many of which she learned from Evanson.

When she picked up the book slightly, the cover of the book was revealed, with an uneven and twisted pattern painted on it. If you stare at the pattern for a long time, you will feel that it is constantly moving as if it is alive. Flip.

On the bookshelf where Claire took the book, the label on the only empty space was written in Chinese, "Luoyuan City Textbook".