Superman in Marvel: Practicing Devouring Techniques, Unrivaled in the Universe

The next day, Kamar-Taj performed the cremation of Ancient One according to Kathmandu customs.

On a high platform made of firewood.

Ancient One was wearing his usual beige robe, with his hands on his chest and abdomen, looking peaceful.

Today, except for the mages guarding the three holy temples, all members of Kamar-Taj gathered here.

Each of them wore plain robes, faced the burning woodpile, made hand gestures, and half-bowed their heads in mourning.

The Ancient One has protected the Earth for hundreds of years.

Everyone standing here has felt the care from this Supreme Sorcerer.

Her death undoubtedly means the collapse of a stabilizing force.

Modu stood at the front of the crowd and read the eulogy in Tibetan.

Although Ancient One was a Celt, she had guarded this land for a long time and had completely integrated into it.

When the firewood burned out, Mordo finished his last eulogy.

Some wizards silently stepped forward to collect the ashes, while others shed silent tears.

After the funeral, it was already evening.

But for the mages of Kamar-Taj.

There is one important thing that has not been announced today.

"Everyone, the Ancient One predicted his own death ten days ago."

Mordo stood in front of the mages and said something that made Leon's heart twitch.

——So as soon as he left the Marvel world, Ancient One started making retirement plans.

Leon felt a fucked-up feeling in his heart.

Mordo continued, "She told me, and she told most of you, that more than a month ago, we welcomed a most powerful and reliable wizard - Superman!"

Mordo pointed at Leon, and all eyes looked over there.

There was curiosity, approval, and shock, but no doubt.

Who on earth right now doesn't know Superman?

Perhaps there are only savages in the mountains and primitive places like South Africa.

Even those villages in India that don’t have access to the internet have basically heard of the term Superman.

The mages certainly knew how powerful Superman was.

They were just a little confused. How could a strong physical warrior like Superman also be a magician?

The crowd automatically gave way.

Leon walked up to Mordo and said, "From now on, just call me Master Leon."

Mordo looked at Leon deeply.

Late last night, just as Leon returned to Kamar-Taj, the Ancient One died.

This made him doubtful.

Has Gu Yi already reached the point where his energy has run out?

He had been trying hard to stay alive just to persuade Leon to take over the position of Supreme Sorcerer.

Considering Leon's strength, perhaps there is no one on earth more suitable to be the successor than him.

"I believe everyone has heard of Master Leon's strength, and many of us have already witnessed his magical attainments half a month ago." Mordo said.

Previously, Leon was practicing magic in the training ground.

He used the energy of Oshutu to release the Scarlet Demon Belt, and used the energy of Cytorak to release the Wind of Watum.

Those dazzling spells have long amazed the magicians of Kamar-Taj.

"He is undoubtedly the most powerful wizard among us, and the most reliable companion."

"Master Ancient One said before she died that if she died, the next Supreme Sorcerer would be Leon."

"Vishanti has also approved this appointment."

"From now on, Archmage Lyon is our new Supreme Mage!"

Mordo announced loudly.

He looked extremely solemn, because the appointment of the Supreme Sorcerer was closely related to the future of Kamar-Taj and even the earth, and no jokes were allowed.

Of course, this is just Modu's own opinion.

When Doctor Strange took over as the Sorcerer Supreme, the title began to have some joyful connotations.

Mordo took the lead and performed a wizard salute to Leon.

Other mages followed behind him, their plain robes bent down like wheat fields bowing to the sun.

After everyone stood up, Leon also returned the greeting.

His face was calm.

I was thinking about what Mordo had just said, feeling a little amused and helpless.

Has Vishanti's commission come down? Ancient One is really preparing food and grass before troops move!

No wonder Mordo, who was crying silently last night, was not surprised at all when he told him that he would be the next Sorcerer Supreme.

But no matter how speechless he was, Ancient One was already dead.

After performing the mage salute, Leon looked at Mordo and said, "Is this the end? I remember that the Supreme Mage still has to go through some tests to take office."

Mordo nodded: "Normally, you have to complete Vishanti's test and defeat other powerful wizards."

"But Lord Leon, you have already obtained Vishanti's approval, so these procedures are no longer necessary."

Leon looked at the mages present and said, "But I am only a new mage after all. It is better for me to have a fight so that everyone can understand my strength. This way, I will have more confidence when facing the invasion of the dimension in the future."

He said so.

But what I was thinking was completely different.

——If he doesn’t fight first, there will probably be a lot of people who oppose him when he invades the dimension in the future.

It is said that a new official will start with three things, so he will first use his fists to teach these mages a lesson.

"This..." Mordo and the surrounding mages looked at Leon strangely.

Their eyes all said the same thing: You can withstand nuclear bombs, but you still want to fight with us? Do you want to kill us on the spot?

Seeing this, Leon made a seal: "I mean, we can only use magic to fight."

Mo Du finally understood and asked quietly: "I think it's fine, but are you sure? You've only been learning for more than a month!"

"Don't worry." Leon gave a firm look, "Watch me perform."

"Well then... just use your strength when you are not sure. The Supreme Sorcerer must not lose." Mordo was still worried.

He then informed all the mages about the Supreme Sorcerer's challenge.

Because Ancient One served as the Sorcerer Supreme for quite a long time.

So no one present actually participated in the ceremony.

Especially upon hearing that Superman doesn't plan on using physical strength.

They were all eager to try it out.

Half an hour later.

Leon stood in the middle of the training ground.

Mages from various places including Hong Kong, London and New York formed a circle thirty meters away, and there was even a minotaur among them.

They gathered in twos and threes, chatting about the challenge ceremony.

Some talked about how other Supreme Sorcerers were appointed in ancient times, and some talked about the origin of this ceremony...

Cantonese, English and other languages ​​are mixed together.

The martial arts training ground was crowded with people, and the lively atmosphere dispelled much of the sadness of Gu Yi's passing.

Mordo stood beside Leon and explained the rules.

"According to the previous challenge rules, the wizard groups in each region select representatives to take turns to challenge. If the Supreme Wizard candidate needs to rest, then..."

"Wait." Leon suddenly stopped Mordo.

He looked around.

"I'm different from other Supreme Sorcerers. I'm more resistant to attacks. I can even withstand nuclear bombs. So, all of you come at me together."

He thought of something and added, "Of course, this is not to look down on you, but to reassure you of my strength."

"Hey, something's going to get into trouble if you do this... woo woo!" Mordo's words were covered back by Leon, and he was pushed out of the field again.

Leon crossed his arms and said, "Master Mordo will also be one of you. Okay, the challenge begins now!"

The training ground was quiet for a few seconds.

The mages looked at each other, hesitant.