Spider-Sense was sounding wildly. Peter consciously let Red Bee pull him back a little, dodging Shiller's magic curse.
Not being able to hit with initial action, Shiller turned his eyes directly to Stark. Though Stark didn't have Spider-Sense, Jarvis's intelligent motion-tracking system could predict Shiller's spell-casting timing by analyzing his wand movements, thus allowing him to avoid in advance.
For Strange, Shiller's spell casting actions were already short enough. But for an AI that captures movements, a mere fraction of a second is considerably long. As soon as Shiller waves his wand, the battlesuit immediately takes Stark out of the way.
After gathering enough action data, as soon as Stark concludes that Shiller is about to cast a spell, he immediately leaves his place, releases attacks in mid-air, forcing Shiller to interrupt his incantation and make evasive manoeuvres.
Even more deadly was the cooperation between Stark and Peter. One flashed against Shiller's attack while the other stood by for a close-up assault. For wizards like Shiller, they have almost no ability to fight back once they are approached.
Shiller, gradually gaining the upper hand, snorted and lifted his magic wand. Stark, thinking he was about to cast a spell, quickly pulled up. Unexpectidly, Shiller just lifted his magic wand and the tip fired a beam of light.
The light shot through the roof of the Karmajit Palace and reached the sky above the Himalayas, then exploded into a glistening firework.
Strange looked up and eyeing the blooming fireworks through the roof of the Karmajit Palace, he muttered to himself, "What is this? A flare?"
Shiller, dressed in a wizard's robe, withdrew his magic wand to his waist, took two steps back, and said to Strange, "You are right, we use magic to defeat magic"
You're stealing daddy's lines?"
Suddenly, a voice came from the outside of the Karmajit Palace. Stark and Peter turned their heads together. They saw an old, frail figure standing outside the Karmajit Palace.
He had gray short hair, wore small round glasses, a white shirt and a yellow vest, deep blue pants, and a pair of slightly old brown leather shoes.
Shiller, looking like an elderly version of himself, walked in while swinging a pufferfish in his hand. He spoke in a squeaky voice, "Do you want to fight with daddy?"
Peter, who was closest to him, instantly jumped back, careful not to bump into elderly Shiller who was sizing him up and said, "There is one more thing... young people shouldn't stay up late playing games!"
"Uh, sorry, I definitely won't... No, I didn't stay up late recently!" Peter raised his voice and said, "I've been busy with important things lately, and I didn't play any games at all."
"Never doubt daddy's words!" Elderly Shiller swang the pufferfish in his hand, then chanted at Peter, "Demons and monsters, quickly leave... demons and monsters, quickly leave..."
Stark switched from a defensive stance back to a standing position, he crossed his arms and looked at the old man and said, "What's going on? Is he here to make trouble?"
But at that moment, a dazzling light appeared outside the palace door. Stark instinctively blocked his eyes with his arm. When the light dissipated, another elderly version of Shiller appeared at the door.
He was a man in a magnificent white robe, with white beard and hair, holding a long wand. Stark sized him up and said, "Well, looks like another mage..."
He manipulated his battlesuit and flew toward the white-haired man. Apparently, he wanted to use the same tactics against Potion Professor Shiller to deal with this newcomer mage. Close combat was always a useful tactic against ranged attacks.
But just as Stark's mech neared the old man, Stark saw the elderly wizard Shiller throw away the long wand, drew out a very sharp longsword from his waist, flicked it up and lunged forward. With a "clang", a hole was poked in the surface of Stark's mech.
Stark swiftly retreated and exclaimed in surprise, "Wait a minute, aren't you a wizard?!"
White-haired old Shiller picked up the long wand next to him, smiled at Stark, and said, "This is wisdom from the Maya."
At this point, Strange snorted and said, "You think you're the only one who can call someone? The Ancient One!! Master Ancient One!! There's an intruder in the Kamar-Taj!!!"
Instantly, a golden light descended from above and landed in the center of the hall. The Ancient One had just landed, swept her eyes around the environment, and then looked at the sword held in the elder Shiller's hand.
The sword was very handsome, all silver-grey in colour, with a faint white light orbiting, and beautiful patterns on the hilt and body. The sharp edge was flickering with cold light.
The Ancient One narrowed her eyes, once she and the white-haired elder Shiller made eye contact, they both knew immediately who was the superior close-combat mage. Today, they would decide the winner and loser, life and death.
On the other side, short-haired daddy Shiller was already in a fight with Spider-Man.
Peter wasn't losing. The main problem was that daddy Shiller was too thin. Peter didn't dare to use force. However, Daddy Shiller could always throw out some odd things, especially a green lizard, which gave Peter goosebumps.
When The Ancient One and the white-haired elder Shiller started to fight, Stark wanted to help. But at that moment, another figure appeared at the door.