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With the assistance of Great Sage, every book in the library—except for the sealed and restricted texts belonging to the Ancient One herself—could be completely recorded with a single scan.
In other words, there was actually no need for Rimuru to remain in the library all the time.
Even so, Rimuru still chose to stay.
After all, if the Ancient One could discover Great Sage's secret, then perhaps someone like Odin might also notice it someday.
And if that happened, how would Rimuru ever be able to freely browse the libraries of places like Asgard in the future?
The deeper and more systematic Rimuru's understanding of magic became, the more he realized just how vast and magnificent magic truly was.
At this point, between technology and magic, Rimuru's focus had completely shifted toward magic.
Besides, spending more time in the library also gave him more opportunities to build a closer relationship with the Ancient One.
And when it came to someone of her level—
The stronger the connection, the better.
Not to mention the Ancient One's knowledge alone, even her collection of treasures was enough to make Rimuru drool with greed.
If you didn't know how to flatter your master or win their favor, yet still dreamed of inheriting their treasures—
Keep dreaming.
Shen Gongbao and Huanglong Zhenren were perfect examples of failure.
Especially Huanglong.
Despite being one of the Twelve Golden Immortals, because his master disliked him, he received no powerful treasures, no authority, no disciples, no wisdom, and no victories.
He practically embodied the phrase:
"No power, no disciples, no brains, no wins."
A truly tragic existence.
Rimuru had absolutely no intention of walking the same miserable path.
It had to be said—
This trip to Kamar-Taj's library had benefited him enormously.
For example, the magical shields commonly used by Kamar-Taj sorcerers were actually far more extraordinary than they appeared.
The basic orange shield was known as the Rings of Raggadorr.
Although considered beginner magic in Kamar-Taj, after studying it properly, Rimuru realized how profound it truly was.
The spell could freely adjust energy output, thereby changing its defensive strength.
The orange version was merely the basic form.
The red version was the fully enhanced upgrade.
Doctor Strange himself had once used the upgraded red Rings of Raggadorr to withstand attacks from Thanos, proving the spell's terrifying growth potential.
There were also countless fascinating spells:
The Sword of the Vishanti.
The Images of Ikonn.
The Ancient One's Shield of the Seraphim.
The Bolts of Balthakk.
The Crimson Bands of Cyttorak.
Teleportation magic.
Mystic energy sources.
And many more.
The reason Rimuru focused so heavily on memorizing these spells was simple:
These were precisely the techniques Doctor Strange used during his battle against Thanos in Avengers: Infinity War.
For example, the spell that transformed Thanos's black hole attack into a swarm of butterflies—
That was the Images of Ikonn.
Back in his previous life, that scene had left a deep impression on Rimuru because it was simply too beautiful and dreamlike.
Many fans had even affectionately nicknamed it "Butterfly Magic."
The Images of Ikonn could also create countless illusionary duplicates, similar to the Thousand-Armed Guanyin.
The spell was unbelievably magical.
These clones mixed illusion and reality together. Some were fake, some were real, and even the false bodies could attack.
When Strange used the spell, every duplicate simultaneously unleashed magical whips.
In an instant, Thanos was restrained from every direction.
Wasn't that basically Marvel's version of the Shadow Clone Technique?
Then there was the Crimson Bands of Cyttorak, which Rimuru found even more interesting.
Cyttorak himself was no ordinary entity.
He was a terrifying dimensional ruler on the same level as Dormammu—the master of the Crimson Cosmos.
The Crimson Bands were an immensely powerful sealing spell.
Even someone as monstrous as Thanos needed effort to break free from it.
Against ordinary enemies?
One cast was enough to completely immobilize them and play with them however you liked.
Then there was the Shield of the Seraphim, a full-coverage energy barrier with virtually no blind spots.
At one point, it had even been used to help a spacecraft achieve a soft landing.
And what did that imply?
It meant the shield could withstand impacts equivalent to small meteor strikes.
Its defensive capability was absolutely absurd.
After mastering these spells, Rimuru's combat system had essentially taken shape.
His strength rose dramatically once again.
Aside from still lacking deeper understanding in areas like time, souls, and the multiverse itself, Rimuru's overall combat power was already approaching that of the Sorcerer Supreme.
At this point, he could truly be considered one of the few top-tier powerhouses in the Marvel Universe.
Just as Rimuru was basking in the joy of his enormous gains, someone's arrival interrupted his thoughts.
"Greetings, Master Kaecilius."
"Greetings, Master Kaecilius."
"Greetings, Master Kaecilius."
Rimuru looked up and discovered that everyone in the library was respectfully greeting the newcomer.
Not only that—
Their attitudes toward him were extremely respectful.
If it had been some random sorcerer, Rimuru wouldn't have been surprised.
But this man's name was Kaecilius.
Kaecilius—the future main antagonist of Doctor Strange.
The man who would steal pages from the Book of Cagliostro, summon Dormammu, and betray Kamar-Taj alongside his followers.
He was even the one who personally killed the Ancient One.
What Rimuru hadn't expected was that before his betrayal, Kaecilius was actually extremely popular within Kamar-Taj and appeared to possess considerable prestige.
"Wang Mang was humble and never sought the spotlight…"
Rimuru couldn't help sighing internally.
Kaecilius's acting skills were so good they might even surpass Yue Buqun's.
The man practically deserved an Oscar.
However, Rimuru soon froze slightly.
Because the highly respected Kaecilius was walking directly toward him.
The two of them had never even met before.
Was there something about him that made Kaecilius suspicious?
Still, Rimuru wasn't afraid.
If Kaecilius dared cause trouble for him, Rimuru wouldn't mind sending him to Dormammu ahead of schedule.
Kaecilius carefully examined Rimuru before smiling warmly.
"Hello, Master Rimuru. My name is Kaecilius. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Hello."
Rimuru's attitude toward him was extremely casual.
He had absolutely no interest in becoming friendly with a suicidal villain.
Naturally, Kaecilius could sense Rimuru's perfunctory attitude, which surprised him slightly.
Logically speaking, this should have been their first meeting.
There shouldn't have been any hostility between them.
But Kaecilius was far too intelligent to ask such a foolish question directly.
So he casually steered the conversation while Rimuru responded absentmindedly.
One person deliberately guided the discussion.
The other answered carelessly.
Yet from an outsider's perspective, the two of them appeared to be "having a pleasant conversation."
In reality, their dialogue sounded more like this:
Kaecilius: "Master Rimuru, why did you decide to study magic?"
Rimuru: "Do you need a reason to study magic?"
Kaecilius: "…"
Kaecilius: "Master Rimuru, did you know the Sorcerer Supreme has lived for an incredibly long time? No one even knows her true age anymore."
Rimuru: "Did you know you've already lived for nearly three hundred years yourself?"
Kaecilius: "…"
The usually smooth-talking "social expert" Kaecilius almost lost control of his expression.
Three hundred years.
Three hundred years!
Couldn't you at least pretend to sound surprised?!
I've seen people with low emotional intelligence before…
But I've never seen anyone this outrageously difficult to talk to.
Do you just enjoy derailing every conversation on purpose?