'Kang the Conqueror ...?'
Luke's eyes flashed. When he first met the Sorcerer Supreme, the latter mentioned this guy.
He didn't forget the agreement with the Ancient One- Getting rid of Kang the Conqueror and expelling him from this timeline.
No one would like a bastard who had nothing better to do, wanted to destroy the world and screw everything up, flying around like a fly in front of their eyes.
The Sorcerer Supreme once wanted to slap the buzzing fly, Kang the Conqueror, to death. However, his opponent had taken up a lot of timelines in the past.
Shoot one dead, and sooner or later, another one would come up.
Unless the Ancient One spent a lot of time and energy.
Follow the footsteps of Kang the Conqueror, retrace every timeline, and kill them all.
Otherwise, this nasty guy would grow again after being cut down, like a leek.
And grow thicker and stronger.
His experience of fighting with the Sorcerer Supreme would also be enriched.
All in all, the Ancient One detested Kang the Conqueror.
However, as she couldn't leave her job for too long and couldn't spare so much free time, she couldn't kill this annoying fly in one go.
Until she met Luke, the Sorcerer Supreme decided to let Superman play the role of a scavenger.
"Did you get a lock on his exact location?"
Looking at the whirling globe, Luke raised the key question.
Kang the Conqueror's combat power, in fact, was very average.
Probably equivalent to Iron Man, who had mastered future technology. He mostly relied on external items to solve problems.
If Kamar Taj's masters knew where he was hiding, Luke would just fly over and hammer his opponent to death with a single punch.
"No. All three sanctums signaled an alarm at the same time, and there were abnormal energy fluctuations in New York and London, which we can't distinguish."
Master Russell sadly shook his head.
As an experienced space-time stowaway, Kang the Conqueror knew all kinds of methods and techniques to avoid tracking and searching.
In addition, he also had a specialized database of famous latter-day superheroes and was familiar with their weaknesses and flaws.
The combination of all these factors made this guy extremely difficult to deal with.
That's why the Sorcerer Supreme was interested in Luke.
Superman didn't belong to any timeline of this universe. His past experience was blank, and his future development was constantly changing.
Kang the Conqueror had no way to make valid and reasonable judgments and develop useful targeted solutions.
"I promised Master Ancient One that I would help her out with this problem."
Luke looked away and nodded.
"According to Kang's style of doing things, he liked to pretend to be historical figures, Pharaohs, Persian Kings... people with power were usually chosen as targets."
"I'll start with this and send someone to investigate."
As the saying goes, there are professionals in every field.
In contrast to S.H.I.E.L.D., which specialized in intelligence work and had many agents under its command.
Temple of the Three, which defended the Earth from dimensional invasion and protected the peace, was a bit inadequate in gathering information and tracing whereabouts.
"Thank you, General Cavill. I'll leave it to you."
Master Russell smiled kindly.
"Before the Sorcerer Supreme left, she told me that Kamar Taj's library was fully open to you, General."
"You can access as many of the books as you like. If you don't understand something, you can ask me."
The old master was also a knowledgeable person who had read 'Emotional Intelligence' and understood the principle of interpersonal interactions of reciprocity and rewards.
Superman promised to help out and solve the problem for Kamar Taj.
It was only right for him to provide convenience to the other party.
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The library was one of the most important places in the Kamar Taj.
There was a collection of magic spells from ancient times to the present and many ancient anecdotes that had long been forgotten.
In theory, such a treasured place that people yearn and aspire to enter should be heavily guarded and well regulated.
But in fact, there was no one but an old librarian.
'It's a pity I couldn't meet Old Wong. '
Luke stepped into the library lined with bookshelves. He glanced around but didn't catch a glimpse of the serious-looking fat man with a round face.
This was expected.
After all, even Doctor Strange hadn't been born yet. Wong, naturally, wasn't here yet.
"Kamar Taj has many rules, and one of the most well-known is that 'knowledge should be shared'."
Master Russell had a smile on his face.
Each of the followers of the Sorcerer Supreme, who passed the test, signed a contract with the three Vishanti and were able to use the Sling Rings with ease.
Everyone could come to the library, browse and borrow books at will.
Even if it were some forbidden spell, there wouldn't be a problem.
The Sorcerer Supreme thought that this was also a kind of trial, which could test whether the master's heart was firm and whether they could hold back the temptation that came with great power.
'So, it was inevitable for Kamar Taj to have traitors. '
Luke thought so silently.
Sometimes, human nature couldn't stand excessive testing.
Like the Sorcerer Supreme's disciple, Kaecilius, who was defected to Dormammu.
The reason why he betrayed the Ancient One was that he had studied the forbidden art.
From there, he studied the way to penetrate into the Dark Dimension and steal power.
Kaecilius was just a high-level master. Even though he was gifted, what could he do to resist the corruption and compulsion from a dimensional demon?
Therefore, from the moment he opened the book, his fate was already sealed!
"I suggest General Cavill should start with some basic knowledge, from low to high, from easy to difficult, which will help you build a systematic understanding."
Master Russell was as enthusiastic as the salesmen who came to your door to sell textbooks.
"This book, 'The Key of Solomon', is a 14th-century work!"
"The rules and incantations for summoning demons are detailed in the book, along with the corresponding contract drafting terminology, and in the latter part, black magic that encourages ritual killing."
Luke looked along the old master's line of sight and found the yellowed book on the shelf.
"Wouldn't it be contradicting if a master from Karma Taj studies dark magic?"
He asked curiously.
The Trinity of Vishanti represented white magic -- this kind of exchange cost less, and the side effects weren't so terrible.
Although dark magic was powerful -- it often uses limbs, blood, and organs as a requirement for drawing power.
Odd, Doctor Strange once suffered from an incurable gastric perforation because of excessive use.
And even became blind once.
This shows how painful the cost of dark magic was.
"Not so, General Cavill."
Master Russell waved his hand and whispered, "If you want to become a qualified master, you have to deal with the devils and demons in hell from time to time."
"As you know, those bastards who smell like sulfur are either rude or cunning, and ordinary people have a hard time dealing with them."
"Therefore, it's important to understand them, to understand the usual tricks the devil uses to deceive and the rules by which the devil is bound in this world..."
"Masters aren't headstrong people who solely rely on brute force. We must learn to use our knowledge and brains."
Luke glanced at the old master's muscular body, straining his robes, and felt that the other party didn't seem to add any points to his intelligence.
"Can I borrow ... that book?"
Luke took down 'The Key of Solomon' and looked for his next target.
Master Russell recommended several books, but none of them were to his liking.
His eyes kept wandering and finally stayed on a dusty ancient book.
"Hmm, that's the 'Book of the Vishanti', a collection of the best of white magic."
The old master hesitated.
"General Cavill, it doesn't belong to the entry-level. Only high-level masters could understand it."
Luke's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he gently said, "Then I'll take this one."
It's time to test Superman's talent for magic!
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