Kei suppressed the idea of starting a Divine Entertainment Competition as soon as he got off his horse.

He looked at his personal panel.

System, use those trait extractions.

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[Obtained:

- Vehicle Killer (Gray)

- Lucky Stockings (Green)]

[Vehicle Killer (Gray):

Kid, for the sake of traffic safety, you'd better choose to walk. Whether it's flying swords, airships, ships, or cars—any vehicle you touch, drive, or ride in will experience a significantly increased probability of wear and tear, collisions, explosions, fires, sinking, crashes, or scrapping. Also, your chance of being in a traffic accident slightly increases.]

[Lucky Stockings (Green):

Is fate male or female? Don't ask me such questions. I only know that "It" enjoys watching. When wearing silk stockings, luck slightly increases.]

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[Lucky Stockings]? Are you kidding me!?

Looking at the two newly extracted traits, he felt the urge to kick something. However, these two traits should both be related to fate, right?

And [Lucky Stockings] was actually a rare positive trait. The only problem was that it could only be given to female companions. After all, who would want a man around them wearing silk stockings?

That image alone was... quite the eyesore.

Should I upgrade it?

He looked at the system interface, noticing that he still had upgrade chances.

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[Upgraded Lucky Stockings (Green) into Lucky Stockings For Life (Blue)]

[Lucky Stockings For Life (Blue):

Whether you're a cute little girl or an elegant lady, people who love wearing silk never have bad luck. When wearing any kind of silk, luck increases, a lucky buff is applied, and various fortunate events are more likely to occur.]

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Damn... this is getting even wilder.

Kei covered his face with one hand, hesitating for a moment before ultimately giving up on further upgrading this trait. He was now almost certain, this trait was completely fixated on silk!

If he upgraded it again, at most it would further enhance the luck effect. But the silk requirement? That wasn't going anywhere.

"Forget it..." He let out a long sigh and turned to look at Kaecilius.

Though not very skilled in using smartphones, with JARVIS' help, Kaecilius had already logged into the Sorcerer Alliance forum and completed his identity verification within a few minutes.

He was now seriously reading the annotations of Advanced Basics of Magic in the "Magic Library" section.

Using JARVIS' 3D projection, Kei opened the Sorcerer Alliance webpage. In just these few minutes, many new posts had appeared on the forum.

Most of them were expressing gratitude for creating this forum, which allowed users to communicate and exchange ideas freely. Some sorcerers who were more tech-savvy had already started sharing their insights and everyday experiences.

After thinking for a moment, he made a post under his own name.

The main idea was that, as the Sorcerer Supreme, he wanted to improve the overall strength of the extraordinary individuals on Earth.

To do so, he would use Mass Astral Projection Magic combined with the power of a Dimensional Demon God to randomly host 100-player competitive battle events. Winners would receive rewards such as magical knowledge, special abilities, unique weapons, magical artifacts, and more.

Participants wouldn't actually die in these battles. So, he encouraged anyone who received an invitation to stay calm and actively participate. After the post was published, weaker sorcerers immediately began wailing in despair, while stronger ones were already gearing up for battle.

After all, rewards from a Dimensional Demon God and Sorcerer Supreme could not be bad! And winning wouldn't just bring rewards, there was even a chance to catch the Sorcerer Supreme's attention!

They didn't expect to become as powerful as Ancient One, but reaching the level of Mordo, Kaecilius, or Wong should be achievable, right?

"JARVIS, design a general-purpose smartphone app that integrates all the functions of the Sorcerer Alliance forum," Kei instructed again.

After getting up from his lounge chair, he leaned against the railing and activated [Divine Entertainment Competition], adding the SHIELD women in the swimming pool below, along with Tony and others, to the trial participant list.

Then, he sent out the trial invitations.

The people in the villa froze slightly, almost simultaneously looking up at him standing on the rooftop.

At that moment, an emotionless trial notification rang in their minds.

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[Dimensional Demon God Kei has designated you to participate in a solo-mode demon trial. If you achieve final victory, you will receive various precious rewards. During the trial, your clone will not experience real death. The trial rules are as follows…]

[You have five minutes to prepare. Please bring your personal equipment.]

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As the explanation ended, the countdown began. Having just been healed by Wong and freed from his lingering melancholy, Tony immediately sprinted toward the Mark 5 suit stored in the villa.

Bringing your own equipment? Iron Man feared no challenge!

The women in the swimming pool also hurriedly rushed out, grabbing their combat suits and an array of weapons from a helicopter parked on the helipad, quickly preparing for battle.

Even two doctors, who were primarily researchers, had clearly received extensive combat training. While their individual strength couldn't compare to Romanoff or Hill, they were still far beyond ordinary people.

Hopefully, when facing the unpredictable magic-wielding sorcerers, they wouldn't be completely overwhelmed.

Five… Four… Three… Two… One!

Buzz—

A powerful wave of soul energy and spatial fluctuations surged through the area.

In an instant, the 100 people chosen by the [Divine Entertainment Competition] disappeared from their original locations and reappeared in a special dimension.

Their real bodies were securely isolated and protected, while their souls entered identical clone bodies, complete with all their original equipment. They were randomly scattered across a desert battlefield.

Wanda really joined? Kei's vision seemed to merge with the entire space, allowing him to clearly observe every individual's face and actions.

Aside from those he had personally selected, the randomly chosen participants made his mouth twitch slightly.

Scarlet Witch, Captain America, Hawkeye, Bucky, Hulk, Abomination, Black Panther, Ying Nan, War Machine, and even Thor with his divine power sealed...

Only a small fraction of the participants had access to the Sorcerer Alliance forum, meaning most of them were still utterly confused.

Despite having heard the earlier explanation, many had no idea what to do or what to expect after being suddenly transported here. The only hints they had were the countdown timer above their heads and a mini-map in the corner of their vision.

In ten minutes, the first "death zone" would activate. Anyone outside the safe zone would face increasing gravity and forced status deterioration, eventually leading to elimination.

Clang—Crash!

Tony, who had just suited up in Mark 5 and prepared to scout from the skies, suddenly lost his head.

A golden space portal, barely visible for a split second, flashed into existence, slicing off his head instantly.

No scream.

No struggle.

Just a pile of scrap metal crashing to the ground.

The first "eliminated lucky winner" had been decided.

The number "100" in the sky immediately dropped to "99".

"Damn it! It's the sorcerers from Kamar-Taj!" Back in his real body, Tony gritted his teeth in frustration as he watched the "death replay" of Wong mercilessly decapitating him.

His Mark 5 infrared scan had clearly swept the surroundings before takeoff. There had been no heat signatures. No signs of life.

He didn't even have to guess, Wong must have used some unknown magic to interfere with his scans.

How infuriating! He had to develop an anti-magic armor!

"Magic makes people strong." Wong casually walked toward Tony's disintegrating Mark 5 remains.

Unfortunately, trial rules prevented him from equipping fallen opponents' gear, and even if he could... he wouldn't know how to use it.

Crack—BOOM!

A deafening explosion and a strong magical fluctuation erupted several kilometers away from a small town.

He turned in that direction.

The magic felt familiar, it was probably Mordo.

But what kind of opponent was forcing him to use a large-scale Mirror Dimension, only for it to be shattered by sheer force?

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In the small town, Mordo fled desperately through a portal ring, trying to escape.

FUCK! Someone tell me what the hell is up with this woman!

That red energy, what was it!? If she actually knew how to use it properly instead of just brute-forcing her attacks, he would've been obliterated already.

Thank the heavens, she'd never killed before and had no idea how to properly fight. Otherwise… his head would've been crushed by now!

Sorcerer Supreme, what kind of monsters did you bring in here!?

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Meanwhile, Captain America, who had just woken from cryostasis and was still undergoing psychological therapy aboard a ship, was suddenly dodging gunfire.

Raising his Vibranium shield, he deflected incoming bullets.

Opposite him, Black Widow stood firm, her face serious.

Steve smirked confidently.

"I could do this all day." Natasha opened her mouth to respond—

CRASH!

A raging Hulk slammed into the battlefield, punching Captain America so hard that he soared through the air.

BOOM!

Several buildings collapsed, burying Rogers under the debris.

Hulk huffed, shaking his head before turning toward Natasha with a dumb, goofy grin.

"Hulk can fight you for MANY days!"