Chapter 201: Cosmic Demon God Totem Common Wealth Project (Part 2)

Although it was already autumn, the afternoon in New York was still a little hot. The ring of the can made a slight sound, followed by a "pop". Peter raised his head, took a sip of the cool Coke, and uttered a refreshing "Ha..."

"Have you finished drinking? After you finish, perfect this part."

"Oh, here it comes."

Peter put the Coke on the table in the preparation room, then put on his lab coat again and came to the laboratory table. He looked around and whispered to Dr. Connors: "Can we really do this? I don't think we can hide it from Mr. Stark. This is the laboratory of Stark Building."

Schiller, who was sitting in the preparation room, said to Peter: "It seems that you didn't listen to the psychological theory I taught you before."

Peter scratched his head and asked: "I just didn't remember it very well... But what does that have to do with us doing experiments without telling Mr. Stark?"

"I'm sure that Stark will not use monitoring equipment to observe the situation in this laboratory. He is a very proud person. Therefore, he knew that Dr. Connors had several biological When he is looking for the patented technology of Biotechnology, he will not take such a peeking method. "

"His pride prevents him from doing anything that has anything to do with 'stealing knowledge'. Even if there is only a little risk, he will try his best to avoid it. "

"Stark is like a proud bird. His intelligence is his most proud beautiful feathers. He will avoid any behavior that may dirty his feathers, even if such behavior can get him more food. "

Connors also added: "This is why he is more like a scientist than a businessman. "

Peter nodded to show that he understood. He looked up at the clock in the room and said, "Sorry, Doctor, I have to go in an hour. There are friends waiting for me. "

Connors looked up and asked Schiller: "When will Strange come?"

When Schiller took out his mobile phone and was about to call Strange, a red gap suddenly appeared in the center of the laboratory room, and then expanded into a red circle. Strange walked out of it with a crystal ball in his hand.

"Huh..." He let out a long breath and said, "You don't know what I just went through. Oh my God! I never thought that a wizard would have to do this kind of work!"

"Tell us about your magical experience." Schiller looked up and looked out the window. It was still early.

Peter stared at Strange with curiosity. Strange carefully placed the crystal ball on the table, let out a long breath, and began his story.

The story still started from Kamar-Taj.

After Strange became an apprentice wizard of Kamar-Taj, he began his long journey of learning magic.

Strange had good talent and a fast learning ability. It didn't take long for him to find the way, and some small spells were used well.

At the same time, he frequently went to Kamar-Taj, and he also had a deeper understanding of the interpersonal relationships here. In addition to the Supreme Sorcerer Ancient One and the Butler King of Kamar-Taj, he also met someone, that is, the eldest disciple of Ancient One, Baron Mordo.

Strange felt that the person he couldn't get along with the most in Kamar-Taj was his senior brother. Mordo's behavior reminded him all the time that he was an outsider, a wild man who changed his ways halfway.

Because Baron Mordo really looked like a wizard, even more than Ancient One.

He was silent, solemn, and mysterious. Every word he said carried a mysterious meaning that ordinary people could not understand. Not only was his magic ability strong, but his magic style was exactly the same as that of a traditional wizard.

Every time Mordo used magic, he would float in the air, his robes floating slightly, mysterious light spots surrounding his body, and he would utter a series of mysterious spells, and then move freely and unrestrainedly.

In contrast, Strange's magic was not so good-looking. It was common for him to be tangled into a dumpling by the disobedient crimson straps, for the magic portal to disappear halfway through, and for the seven rings of Raggadoer to fly all over the sky out of control.

More importantly, Strange didn't know much about mysticism and philosophy. He couldn't speak as eloquently as Mordo, talking about the true meaning of life, seeking tranquility, and the source of power.

Every time he heard Ancient One talking to Baron Mordo, Strange felt that Ancient One must be very impatient when talking to him, because Strange had neither rich theoretical knowledge of magic nor understood those obscure and unconventional mystical stories.

The topics that Baron Mordo talked about with Ancient One were all about the universe, truth, origin, etc., while the topics that Strange talked about with Ancient One were basically about loans, interest rates, differences, etc.

The former looked like a magic temple preaching and learning, while the latter sounded like a bank sales call.

It would be fine if Strange and Baron Mordo just couldn't talk to each other, but because of the financial fraud plan that Strange introduced to Ancient One, the two of them often traveled between Asgard and some other dimensions to prepare for the entire plan.

During this period, Ancient One traveled around the world with Strange, but left his eldest disciple Mordo in Kamar-Taj.

Mordo, as the only disciple of the Sorcerer Supreme for many years, had long regarded himself as the successor of the Sorcerer Supreme and Kamar-Taj. But now, seeing that this junior brother who was incompatible with magic was deeply loved by Ancient One, he certainly had some thoughts in his mind.

What surprised Mordo the most was that the Ancient One actually asked him to contact Dormammu.

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In Kamar-Taj, most of the magic used by everyone is white magic, which comes from Hogs or other demons in the realm of order. Black magic is absolutely forbidden.

However, because the definition of magic is vague, most mages do not only use white magic. For example, the crimson belt of Cyttorak, the power from the crimson dimension is not violent, and many novice mages will also use his magic, but Cyttorak is obviously not a demon of order.

Therefore, there are also some mages who are self-reliant and use the power from the dark demon. This is clear to both the Ancient One and Baron Mordo.

The Ancient One turned a blind eye to this. As long as the mages can control their own power, the Supreme Mage will not pursue it.

But not pursuing it and putting the contact with the dark demon on the table are two completely different things.

Many mages in Kamar-Taj are wondering what the Ancient One is going to do? Of course, they didn't think that the Supreme Sorcerer would communicate with foreign enemies. They just suspected that Ancient One had finally found a way to kill Dormammu and wanted to trick him in to kill him?

And Mordo was even more uneasy, because his connection with Dormammu was much deeper than Ancient One knew.

Mordo's research on black magic was extremely in-depth, and he was confident that Ancient One had not discovered all this, but suddenly one day, Ancient One actually said to him, "Go contact Dormammu, the darkest and most chaotic Lord of the Dark Dimension around the Earth, who is thinking about invading the Earth every day!"

How could Mordo not be nervous?

Has my private contact with the Dark Dimension Demon been discovered? Is this Ancient One warning me? Or did Ancient One really find a way to make Dormammu into a dumpling filling? What should I do?

Just as I said before, Mordo has a characteristic. He is a very traditional wizard. Simply put, he really believes in magic.

At this time, an idea gradually formed in Mordo's mind. After he came back from the dark dimension, no one knew what he talked about with Dormammu.

And then, not long after, Strange also met Dormammu. Not only Dormammu, but also the famous Lord of the Crimson Dimension, Cytorak, the ruler of Hell, Mephisto, and a large number of famous cosmic demons whose names can shock a lot of people.

They met at the Asgard Palace. The person who presided over the meeting was Odin, the father of the gods. The initiator of the meeting was the Supreme Sorcerer of the Earth, Ancient One. Standing next to Ancient One was Strange, whose legs were a little weak when he saw these big guys.

Under the constant harassment of Ancient One's phone calls, this luxurious lineup was finally gathered. Strange never dreamed that he would give a speech in front of these big guys who would shake the universe three times if they stamped their feet.

Strange regretted it, and regretted it very much.

When he stood in the center of the Asgard Palace, there was a surging black fog on his right hand side. In it, there was a vague human figure, emitting endless darkness, which was suffocating at a glance.

Small Book Pavilion

On his left hand side was a huge red vortex, behind which one could see an endless world, and an even bigger monster, sitting on top of the world, could devour everything with just his eyes.

In front of Strange was the blazing flames of hell, and the steps covered with corpses led to a tall throne, on which sat a shadowy demon, watching the world from hell.

Next to these three elders, there were many strange-shaped, mad monsters that made people terrified.

Strange stood between these two demons and monsters, and he felt that he must have boarded a pirate ship.

But things had developed to this point, and Strange could not just not talk about it if he didn't want to. He could only grit his teeth, stamp his feet, and bite the bullet to tell the wicked and shameless plan.

Strange, who was recounting this experience in the laboratory, looked exhausted. He said, "... I was just halfway through my talk when the demon walked down from the throne and appeared directly above my head. Can you believe it?"

"The entire sea of ​​hellfire appeared above my head. I could even hear the screams of the souls in it..."

Strange said with despair, "Then, the demon god named Setorak poked his head out of the vortex. Do you know how horrible that was? One of his beards was bigger than me!"

"I can't describe to you what those things were." Strange covered his forehead and said, "I think after this experience, there is nothing in the world that I will be afraid of."

"So, how did the talk go in the end?"

"After I finished speaking, I returned to the teacher. Until they started discussing one after another, the atmosphere was still quite terrifying."

"What happened next?" Connors asked curiously.

"Later..." Strange said with a strange expression, "They started arguing, and the argument got more and more intense, so Odin had to start mediating."

"At first they were talking about reason, then it became a contest of who had the loudest voice, and finally it became a contest of who had the biggest fist."

"You mean, they had a fight?"

"The God King Odin was originally going to mediate, but it seemed that a demon spoke rudely to him, so he struck down with a bolt of lightning, and within a few seconds, the sky above Asgard turned into a pool of pulp..."

"In the end, most of the demons either ran away or died. Only the more powerful ones were left to sit down and continue talking."

"They are still talking?"

"The Supreme Mage told me that this is how demons negotiate. Whenever they get together, they must fight first, and only those who are alive can stay to negotiate."

Strange sighed and continued: "After they sat down again, I realized that they didn't understand even one tenth of what I said before."

"They asked a lot of questions, and I tried my best to answer them, but there are still a lot of questions, especially about Mephisto!"

Strange's tone became a little angry: "He threw me a lot of random questions, some of which I couldn't answer, and he actually scolded me for being ignorant! I'm a neurosurgeon! I'm not a financial practitioner. How do I know how the interest rate base is calculated?"

"What was the final result?" Schiller asked.

"The rest of the people have agreed to participate and paid a deposit. This is it." Strange picked up the crystal ball on the table and said: "This is the pure magic energy they provided. It does not contain any personal attributes and can be used directly. , and you don’t have to pay it back.”

"But the condition is that we have to send some professionals to answer a lot of their questions."

"It's simple. Tomorrow I will ask Nick to go to the prison to find some financial practitioners with trustworthy moral standards."

"But we can't let this group of people meet those cosmic demons, right? They will be scared to death."

Schiller asked Strange, "Did you know there's something called a telephone?"