When it came to learning magic, Stephen Strange could be said to possess extraordinary ability. It was no exaggeration to call him a genius. But what about the Bounty Hunter? If Stephen Strange was a genius, then the Bounty Hunter had to be a monster, a wizard among wizards, the best of the best—uniquely blessed, born as a favored child of heaven.
"I still can't see through him."
"This person definitely won't remain ordinary."
"Perhaps the turning point is about to happen through him."
"I hope God did not make a mistake."
For a moment, the Ancient One's heart surged like turbulent waves, rising and falling without end. And these were the truest thoughts in her heart.
Swish...
Helplessly, Blaine was about to use all the powerful magic he had learned over the past few days. Seeing that the attack he had accumulated for so long had been neutralized by the Ancient One, Blaine felt a little discouraged, and his body returned to its normal size.
Of course, it was not that Blaine had given up. Rather, Blaine felt that his spiritual power was no longer enough to support the continued use of the cosmic-level skill Arbitrary Transformation, so he changed back.
...
Just like that, Blaine and the Ancient One both used pure magic, fighting back and forth for countless rounds. One side produced a move, and the other dismantled it. One attacked, and the other dodged. The battle between the two was exhilarating, yet neither could do anything to the other.
Perhaps it was because the Ancient One had not encountered such a troublesome opponent in a long time that she simply accompanied Blaine and continued fighting.
However, that also happened to benefit Blaine.
In just this short period of time, Blaine's gains could definitely be described as a full harvest. Aside from some spells that were especially difficult to analyze, Blaine wondered whether he had copied almost all of the Ancient One's magic.
...
"All right."
"Let's stop here, Mister Hunter."
"I'm afraid I have to make a move."
Blaine had just knocked down the golden magical disc thrown by the Ancient One when he suddenly heard her say this.
"Is it Kaecilius?"
"Stephen Strange?"
As someone who knew the Marvel plot from the inside, the moment the Ancient One spoke, Blaine almost immediately understood what she wanted to express.
Originally, Blaine had thought that he had truly changed the plot. He had held back the Ancient One and prevented her from going to support them, which meant that the Ancient One did not have to die.
In the end, he still could not change the direction of the plot.
No matter how Blaine deliberately tried to obstruct it, events would still return to their proper track, just as before.
"Mm."
After finishing her words, the Ancient One waved again, turned around, and left the Mirror Dimension directly, without giving Blaine any chance to save her.
There was nothing he could do. He could not keep fighting anymore. If he continued copying, what he had should already be enough.
In any case, the initiative was in the Ancient One's hands. Blaine could only withdraw his moves and also hide his copy-eyes. Then he followed the Ancient One out.
Outside, the servants in the living room were still busy with other tasks. It looked as if they had no idea that an earth-shattering battle between the Ancient One and Blaine had just taken place here.
Moreover, judging by the length of the conversation alone, Blaine felt that one or two hours had passed, yet the servants outside were still working here.
From this, it could also be seen that the Mirror Dimension did indeed have magical effects. When Blaine returned, he would have to think about it carefully and improve it along the way.
Blaine had only just stepped out, and the Mirror Dimension had not completely disappeared yet, when the Ancient One had already opened a magical portal and left Kamar-Taj.
It was very possible that the Ancient One's departure was a farewell. No, it should be said that they would be separated by life and death. Blaine felt it was fine to think about it, but he could not say it out loud.
"In that case..."
"Isn't this just parting between life and death?"
For some reason, such a sentence suddenly popped into Blaine's mind. Blaine quickly shrugged, expressing his helplessness.
For some reason, Kamar-Taj was very quiet today. Blaine did not see any of the hardworking students of the mystic arts. When he checked with his mental power, those people were not in Kamar-Taj at all. The whole place had become empty, like an abandoned city that no one cared about. It was truly strange. He estimated that they had all gone to guard the remaining Sanctums.
Now that everyone was away, it just happened to benefit Blaine. Blaine's figure flashed, and he also disappeared from the living room.
In the library, Blaine sat at the desk where Wong sat every day, holding the Book of Cagliostro in his hands and reading it seriously.
In any case, Wong was not here, the black magician was not here, and Stephen Strange was there as well, so Blaine could finally concentrate on his research.
Had they not still been discussing this book just a few hours ago? Before Wong could put away the Book of Cagliostro, the London Sanctum had fallen, and Kaecilius had led his followers to attack. So everyone had gone, paying no attention to Blaine.
Holding the book in his hands, Blaine could not help wanting to see what the Ancient One and the others were doing. As he thought about it, Blaine fell into a trance.
Hey, I'm not in the mood anyway, so I might as well take a look. Maybe the Ancient One will use some other magic that Blaine has never seen before.
Blaine found a reason for himself...
Once he decided, he acted. Blaine suddenly closed his eyes, then activated a skill. And when he closed his eyes, the first thing that appeared in his mind was a building that had been reduced to ruins. In the middle of the ruins, several men with heavy smoky makeup stood opposite...
And one of them, who looked like the leader, should be Kaecilius. At this moment, Kaecilius was using the transparent glass-like prism condensed from dark dimensional energy in his hand to stab a bald man kneeling in front of him, who was wearing the simple warrior attire of Kamar-Taj.
At this time, some people might ask why Blaine could see such a distant scene. That was London, England. It was already beyond the scope of a single state, and even beyond the borders of the United States. With the range covered by Blaine's mental power, how could this be done?
Actually, this was not the effect of Blaine's mental power. Although Blaine's spiritual power had indeed increased a lot over the past few days, and it was not a problem for it to cover three or five states, when facing a range beyond national borders, it was truly impossible to do with his current spiritual power.
Then how could Blaine see these images?
After all, it was not difficult to guess. Because Blaine had another skill that could do it.
That was the soul-tracking technique.
As early as the first time Blaine met Stephen Strange, Blaine had kept an eye out.
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