Marvel's Dark Shadows

There was no attack by the black magician, there was no crisis in the three temples, and the departure of the Supreme Mage was not as silent as in the original work. The entire Kama Taj was immersed in an indescribable sadness.

Xiao Mai carefully learned some weird etiquette under the guidance of Fatty King. Although Gu Yi made it clear that he did not need Kama Taj students to hold a funeral for him.

"But I am a defected black magician after all. I won't be disobedient just once or twice."

Xiao Mai awkwardly put on an enlarged and widened black robe and sat down cross-legged in the dark room.

The faint candlelight lit up, projecting from bottom to top on Xiao Mai's strange scarlet face. Several apprentices silently retreated out of the room and gently closed the door.

Closing his eyes, an ancient book recording all the dark dimension information suppressed by Kama Taj since its existence floated in the air, and with Xiao Mai's low spell, the pages were turned.

"I know that the last Supreme Mage is no longer here, and you are all a little bit ready to make a move."

"But now, I, Malshaw, am sitting here, temporarily guarding this dimension on behalf of the Supreme Mage lineage. I don't have as good a temper as Gu Yi. No matter who dares to touch those thoughts that shouldn't be touched, wait until I fight. When I come to my door, I will turn you into shit in my belly.”

In the darkness, a burst of whispers came, and gradually, the exchanges began to get louder.

"The Supreme Mage has handed over his authority to you. You are the new Supreme Mage. We certainly don't dare to have other thoughts."

Of course, some thorns are not so easy to talk about.

"It's interesting. A demon still has the aura of Sithorn. When will it be the demon's turn to guard a dimension? Do you want to eat this piece of fat all to yourself?"

"Threatened us and even knocked on our door. It took a lot of effort for you to be able to talk to us now. Your body and soul are locked. You are tied to death in this universe."

Xiao Mai raised his eyelids, took a sip of sparkling seeds on his middle finger, and turned the pages of the book floating in front of him.

"Those two who jumped just now, I remember you."

The disdainful voice in the darkness seemed to want to laugh loudly at Xiao Mai's weak threat, but it soon seemed to be strangled by the throat, became vague and then disappeared.

Soon, the monarchs in the darkness seemed to have received some news, and the conversations became more confusing.

"Why did their future come to an end inexplicably?"

"The guys who are on equal footing with us are all characters outside of time. Why is there suddenly an uncertain future ending?"

Xiao Mai was secretly relieved.

His guess was correct. It was common practice for such dark monarchs to transcend time and see their own past and thousands of uncertain futures. Doctor Strange also relied on this bidirectionality of time to get annoyed. one of them.

They have no sense of time. The current Xiao Mai and the upcoming Doctor Strange are both bound by time.

And Xiao Mai's future is nothing more than two situations. If he fails to fight and defeat Sithorn, he is assimilated into a super-class dark monarch, and if he fights and wins Sithorn, then Xiao Mai's strength at that time itself is unpredictable.

When most people hear the threat that I will remember your little notebook, they will probably laugh at the weakness of the other person's threat.

But these dark monarchs have been kept in small notebooks by Xiao Mai, and then the future will appear, and the boss Xiao Mai comes to visit, or Xiao Mai finally breathes a sigh of relief and leaves his obsession to Sithorn.

They can all see the result that they really turned into a piece of shit.

The originally infinite things that were about to happen were constantly being restrained, and in the end they saw themselves as nothing more than a piece of shit.

As for now directly crossing the border to kill Xiao Mai, don’t be ridiculous. Let’s not talk about whether the power that the Dark Lord has worked so hard to send across the border can defeat Xiao Mai. If committing suicide can solve the problem of being assimilated by Sithorn, Xiao Mai has already done this.

"Uh, suicide."

Xiao Mai tentatively used black energy to cover his Heavenly Spirit Cover with his palm. With a loud roar, his huge body fell directly to the floor.

Three seconds later, Xiao Mai stood up helplessly: "I forgot that the underworld and the God of Death are intuitive existences in this universe, but they were kicked back. I don't know what conditions Sithorn reached with him."

After a while, Xiao Mai gathered his body and reluctantly sat in the main hall of Kama Taj.

Fatty Wang on the side stared intently at the Eye of Agamodo, which Xiao Mai hung on his arm as a bracelet. There was an indescribable complex meaning in his eyes.

"Why, have you never thought that one day a creature that looks like a demon will become the Supreme Mage?"

Xiao Mai joked about Fatty King.

"It's awkward anyway, but since the former Supreme Mage trusts you, I will do my best to assist you."

The Fatty King put away his depressed eyes, his expression was full of seriousness.

"Okay, don't keep a straight face in front of me. There is no one else here. I don't know what your character is. I'm not a child, and the world is not facing destruction. Relax."

Fatty King responded, then took out a large pile of paper from nowhere and placed it in front of Xiao Mai.

"These are the orders of the former Supreme Mage. You don't have the ability to monitor the world yet. These are the admission brochures I compiled. They are all people who can't get certain things in reality and are very talented in magic."

Xiao Mai was a little surprised and summoned several ninjas from the Black Shadow Corps to hold the admissions brochure in front of him to read.

"In order to prevent them from being exposed to black magic, do we selectively admit some people to Karma Taj?"

"Yes, and in order to guide them into Kama Taj, some necessary magical means can be used appropriately to let them realize the greatness and mystery of magic, or through word of mouth through the people they can come into contact with, in short, to get people first Come in and talk."

Fatty King looked matter-of-fact.

"Why is it like a pyramid scheme? You were abducted like this in the first place."

Xiao Mai asked with a strange look on his face.

Fatty King's face darkened and he didn't answer any more.

Xiao Mai didn't care. He flipped through the thick admission brochure with a smile. He was not a saint. There must be someone among them who had the talent to become a hero. Forget that he couldn't recruit anyone in the Guardian Alliance. He was now a magic academy. As the principal of a school, it would be a pity not to take advantage of this moment to recruit more talents.

"The first batch focuses on deception... No, we focus on promoting to these people. Remember to observe more and prescribe the right medicine. You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Only by scratching the most itchy point in their hearts can things come to an end."

Xiao Mai shook his head, and while picking out some information about the future students he liked, he blatantly added some people in front of the Fat King.

The Fat King pursed his lips and pointed at the newly added child as if he wanted to refute, but he realized that the person in front of him was the current Supreme Mage, so he could only hold the list of the selected "lucky ones" and go mission accomplished.

"Is this kid Peter Parker special? Put it at the top. Alas, are the people in prison really reliable?"

As the Fat King complained, a wave of worry about Kama Taj's future surged into his heart.

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