Marvel Comics Devouring the God Genes

Five hours passed, because Stephen Strange, who was desperate, leaned against the wall behind him.

Now his hands are fragile, and besides being able to barely maintain the most basic survival, his only way is to be a magician.

Especially after seeing the magical cosmic space, especially after seeing the invitation of his body or soul in various dimensions of space, he understood how small he is, and how huge the unknown in the world is.

Nowadays, most of the work in life needs to be done with both hands. What can you do with just one mouth? Is it possible to imitate a great old man with thin legs doing scientific research?

The sky had darkened, and he could hear the agitation caused by the hunger in his stomach.

Why is she not willing to teach me?

Stephen began to doubt his own psychological changes, and why Palmer was not kicked out?

Is it just because Palmer is a female who happens to be the same gender as Ancient One?

Stephen began to think about Palmer's character. This is a very innocent, kind-hearted and responsible woman. Maybe 933 still maintains a pure mind.

And what about myself? It seems to do a lot of things to give priority to fame and fortune, and then to consider social responsibility.

So is this the difference?

Stephen is a little helpless. If there is really no way to continue learning magic, he has already understood the magic and the vastness of the universe, he might as well die.

He leaned against the door and slowly closed his eyes. He is a little tired and wants to squint for a while now.

Who knew they opened suddenly, and he lay on his back and fell into the door.

"Thank you!" Stephen was overjoyed. He didn't expect that he, who had been unqualified once, would still hope to learn magic again.

It is really difficult for people who have not experienced the magic experience before to experience that magical feeling.

Now that he is finally able to perceive the wonderful experience once again, he is naturally very happy.

It was a black man who opened the door. After introducing Stephen, he learned that this man was Mordor, one of the disciples of Ancient One magician.

"Eat something, take a bath, and take a break. Formal studies will begin tomorrow."

(aced) "Also, I want to forbid women here." Mordu left after speaking.

Looking at the food on the table, Steven quickly began to eat. Although it was a little different from the steak bread he had eaten before, the food still filled his stomach.

There was a knock at the door, "Steven? Great, I can study together again in the future. Oh, yes, this is the branch that Brother Mordor asked me to hand you.

Stephen was a little confused when he saw the note Palmer handed over, "What is this, my spell."

"No, this is just the wireless password here.

Stephen nodded, "Oh, I get it. I just didn't expect that there is a wireless network here. Obviously the surroundings are so inconsistent with modernization."

"Where do you sit, there are no extra stools here." Stephen pointed to his side.

Palmer nodded, and then carefully watched Stephen finish his food. "Stephen, you must keep your original intention. Fame and fortune are not important to us, and once you think that you have learned something and start to expand, then Ino will come back to solve you."

"Ahem. Palmer, don't talk about this topic anymore. At first I really thought about gaining some fame and fortune while upholding justice. But now it's different.

Stephen, led by Palmer, returned the tableware to the designated position and began to rest.

He needs to cultivate enough energy and then start to study seriously.

The sky was bright, and Kamar-Taj, located near the mountains, started a new day.

"The language of this mysterious spell has existed since civilization was born. It was a long time ago that the Venerables called this language a mantra. If this name makes you feel unrealistic, then understand it as a program. Build. Real-world "source code"

Ancient One magician sat opposite Palmer and Stephen. At this time, the three of them were sitting quietly teaching in the room. Her time was limited, so after completing the basic teaching, the remaining training time was for her. Disciple and Palmer can train independently.

As soon as her palm opened up and down, an orange line appeared out of nowhere, "We obtain energy from other spaces in the multi-universe, collect energy, chant spells, cast shields and sharp weapons, and then cast spells.

Then Ancient One magician's hands began to rotate. Originally, a line began to rotate. After one rotation, a large and small orange aperture appeared in the space.

Even within that small aperture, there are still subtle lines that begin to rotate in a simple but mysterious way, seeming to rotate in a three-dimensional space.

Then Ancient One magician opened his hands again, and a square frame appeared on the periphery of the pattern. With the gesture of the other party, the square frame began to rotate, one rotated ninety degrees, and the other stayed in place.

Among the two intersecting square boxes, more complicated three-dimensional patterns began to appear in the two circles.

Then when fuzzy outlines began to appear on the periphery of the big circle, eight more complex and small double circle arrays appeared.

If it is to split any part of it, it is not very complicated. But after combining these, it becomes extremely complicated.

In particular, the lines in the large, eight, and nine magic circles among these magic circles are all turning slightly, and the entire large magic circle is also rotating.

Steven seemed to feel something, he quickly stood up, and then looked to the side of the circle.

It turned out that the magic circle was superimposed on top of each other. The front side looked like a layer, but from the side, many magic circles were close together but not touching.

These magic circles have their own thickness, which is composed of pure magic?

Stephen is full of curiosity below all of this.

Palmer was also curious about Stephen's actions.She also stood up and looked at the side of the magic circle, looking at the magic circle with surprise, and watching the lines on the magic circle start to appear sparks. Then countless lines began to collapse, and then the orange sparks disappeared completely after a few flashes.

"But, even if my fingers are already like this, can I do it? My hands are still shaking in the air, I mean how to go from a rookie to a master."

Although Stephen's hands were healed, his hands were still trembling, and he couldn't even do the most basic writing.

"So how do you repair the damaged nerve?".

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