As soon as the Sorcerer Supreme, Ancient One, left, Tony Stark couldn't help but come over.

As the only audience member at the scene, he heard all the previous conversations clearly.

Especially when Balthazar mentioned his own life experience, Iron Man was completely stunned.

Likewise, he also realized why the other party had such an outrageous physical fitness and supernatural powers that could not be explained by science.

If all of this came from God, then everything would be explained.

"I am only the son of God, not a demigod, much less a hero. At best, I can only be considered a quasi-god.

In my world, a demigod is a true god with weak divine power. There is a huge difference between the two.

A true god can create any known substance out of thin air.

It can easily destroy a planet like the Earth or a star like the Sun.

The most powerful gods among them can even create their own domains, and at any time, elevate a mortal to a powerful god, or demote a powerful god to the mortal world."

Balthazar gave an explanation as he felt the divine power now flowing through his blood.

Ever since Baal died completely and was made into an immortal evil god, the characteristics of his divine power are no longer filled with blood, violence, killing and destruction as before, but have been completely transformed into something that belongs to him.

This is also the reason why Balthazar did not seal the divine power through talismans as he did before, but instead used it freely without any scruples.

As long as he is willing, he can grant his believers magic powers of the second level or below.

The diary sent it to the Earth in this universe in order to gain the faith and worship of the Divine Monk, and thus complete a further transformation.

It doesn't matter whether you become a real god or a quasi-god like the Elemental Lord.

After all, nowhere is the power of faith and worship more accessible than on earth in modern society.

Although human society has been emphasizing that it is becoming more and more civilized, the most typical example is the declining influence of religion.

But in fact, this is just the weakening of religious power and the fact that the primitive and backward doctrines of the past can no longer adapt to the rapidly changing needs of modern society, not that faith and worship have disappeared.

Quite the opposite!

This kind of belief and worship has been transferred from the ancient gods of the past to actors, singers, wealthy people, internet celebrities, politicians, sports stars, virtual idols, paper wives, superheroes, etc.

Look at those young people who do all kinds of abstract behaviors to chase stars; look at those fools who go bankrupt, borrow money, and commit crimes just to give money to internet celebrities;

There are also fools who, even though they are just poor people, empathize with capitalists and rich people on the Internet and then desperately defend them.

All these things prove that faith and worship have never really left human society.

They are not even a bit different from the ancient people who were considered primitive and stupid thousands of years ago.

The only thing that changes is the object of belief and worship.

Zuo Si and the diary are both well aware that in the Marvel Universe, superheroes are the group that is most likely to gain faith and worship.

However, Balthazar obviously didn't know all this. He simply regarded himself as an envoy sent to another world, enjoying the customs and habits here which were completely different from those of the continent of Faerun.

But Iron Man was obviously shocked by what he said.

As a genius scientist, Tony Stark has always been a staunch atheist and firmly believes that those so-called gods never existed. They were just tools used by ancient rulers to fool the lower classes, just like the church organizations that are still operating in Europe and the United States.

Generally speaking, there are only three types of people who frequent such places.

The first type is the guy who doesn't believe in it himself but wants to use the power of the church to gain fame, power and wealth.

The second type is the fool who is not very smart and takes the Bible, which is full of illogical, contradictory and loopholes, as the code of life to follow.

The third type is more straightforward. Those scum who have done too many dirty deeds want to "atone for their sins" by donating to the church, and then gain spiritual comfort, thinking that they can still go to heaven after they die.

"So what exactly is God?"

Tony was silent for a long time and finally asked the question in his heart.

Just as Balthazar was about to answer, a loud noise from the rotation of helicopter propeller blades suddenly came from above his head.

A large number of helicopters with military logos and ground troops rushed into the city center.

While they were photographing and inspecting the deep pits on the ground, they surrounded the two people in the center.

However, the military did not point guns at Balthazar and Tony as they did with the Hulk, but simply quarantined them.

Although in many cases, the US military gives people the impression of being a brainless idiot who can only rely on its official status to oppress others.

In fact, almost all those who are treated in this way are unlucky people who have no background, no connections, and no influence.

Once they meet a real tough guy, they behave more calmly and restrained than anyone else.

After all, if a fight breaks out, it will be you who will risk your life.

This is definitely not the same as bullying small countries and guerrillas that don't even have many anti-aircraft weapons.

It was obviously the first time that Tony saw such "civilized" and "polite" American soldiers. He decisively opened his visor and asked in an uncertain tone: "Why don't they come over?"

"Because they did not have direct access to Mr Balthazar."

Accompanied by a familiar voice, Coulson finally descended from the sky with the SHIELD people driving the Quinjet.

Since there are deep pits of various sizes everywhere, it is basically impossible to drive in.

The military even blocked all entrances and exits of the city, and prohibited all the people who had escaped from returning, claiming that the danger had not been eliminated.

The reason is simple! Neither the President's Office nor the top brass of SHIELD have figured out what kind of excuse to use to cover up this cult incident.

You have to know that this is not a trivial matter of dozens or even hundreds of deaths, but the death toll exceeded five digits, and the entire city center was like being bombed by a meteorite shower.

Trying to use some lame excuse like a natural gas pipeline explosion obviously won't work.

As for releasing the true situation to the public, don't even think about it.

The reason why the Earth in this universe announced the existence of aliens was because the scale of the Avengers' first battle in New York was so large that it could not be hidden at all, so they had to reveal some of the truth to the public.

It is obviously far from that level now.

After getting off the plane, Coulson handed over a brand new suit without saying a word, and said in an extremely sincere tone: "Thank you very much for your help, Mr. Balthazar. If it weren't for you, I don't know how this situation would end today."

"You're welcome. This is what I should do."

Balthazar took the clothes, shoes and socks and put them on calmly, returning to his previous gentle and refined appearance.

As a warrior monk who used to believe in the moon goddess Suren, he had read quite a lot of books in the monastery, and often meditated and practiced asceticism to temper his will.

When his developed muscles and momentum were restrained, the horror he had just felt in the battle was no longer felt.

"If you don't mind, can you tell me about the yellow-robed monk who suddenly appeared and disappeared? We have been following this mysterious figure for a long time.

She always appears somewhere suddenly and then disappears just as suddenly.

Four children and two young people were also taken away.”

As he spoke, Coulson took out his cell phone and showed the images of the Sorcerer Supreme, Ancient One, taken by satellite and surveillance cameras.

The well-dressed Balthazar took a quick glance and answered without hesitation, "This is the founder of Makataj, the most powerful spellcaster on Earth, the Supreme Sorcerer Ancient One. Before your country appeared, she had led her disciples to protect this planet from various supernatural forces, especially those powerful dimensional demons."

"Sorcerer Supreme? Do you mean that there is also a magical organization on our Earth?" Coulson widened his eyes in surprise.

Balthazar nodded slightly: “That’s right.

Not only do you have wizards here, but you also have real demons.

It's just that Gu Yi used his own strength to force them back time and time again.

So don't worry, the Supreme Sorcerer is on your side.

Oh, by the way, I might be away for a few days, so I'll let you know in advance."

"Leave? Where to?" Coulson asked hurriedly.

"Of course, I am going to report to the master about the Dark Dimension Lord's intention to launch an invasion.

Ancient One just told me that Dormammu has set his sights on the Trans-Dimensional Beacon.

This is a war that may involve multiple worlds or even the universe, and we must be adequately prepared.

Given the Master's consistent character and style of doing things, the war had already begun the moment the Dark Dimension had such thoughts."

After saying that, Balthazar ignored Coulson's stunned reaction and directly summoned the stone giant planeswalker who was responsible for supporting him, and disappeared in front of countless pairs of eyes.

About a few minutes later, he appeared directly in front of Zuo Si and repeated the information he had received.

"Dormammu wants to invade my territory? Hahahaha! This is really funny!"

Zuo Si couldn't help laughing.

Before he even took the time to take the initiative to cause trouble, someone had already wanted to make trouble for him, and had directly set his sights on the trans-dimensional beacon tower that could directly connect to the multiverse.

I have to say that Dormammu's vision and ambition are quite good.

The only problem is, this guy clearly picked the wrong person.

Because of the power and influence Zuo Si now possesses, it would not be a big problem even if he went to war directly with the dark dimension.

What's more, the dark dimension is a bit similar to the subspace of the Warhammer universe. There is an invisible barrier between it and reality, and it is not easy to break it.

As long as he doesn't take the initiative to enter the opponent's home court, Zuo Si can use various methods to press Dormammu to the ground and rub him repeatedly.

This is where the Planeswalkers' abilities are at their most incredible and powerful.

It will not be subject to any restrictions, and there is no so-called home court, or in other words, no matter where it is, it is equivalent to a home court.

"Aren't you worried?"

Balthazar raised his head with a very puzzled look.

Zuo Si shook his head slightly and asked, "Why should I worry?

Although Dormammu, the lord of the dark dimension, is quite powerful, his power is far from enough to pose a threat to me.

To be precise, as long as these dimension lords cannot get rid of the situation where they will be weakened if they leave their home turf, they will not be qualified to be my enemies. "

"But you have already maintained a state of war in many worlds. Isn't this a huge hidden danger?"

Balthazar frowned subconsciously.

In his opinion, Zuo Si had expanded his business too quickly and too large in recent years.

Although Azeroth occupies almost half of the universe, the Burning Legion has not been completely defeated, and the dark Titan Sargeras is secretly accumulating strength to make a comeback.

In addition, the forces of death, void, life, etc. are also watching secretly, and the war may break out at any time.

Things on the continent of Faerun on the planet Toril are not peaceful either, or rather, they have never been peaceful.

The goddess of night, Shar, and the spider goddess, Rose, are both experts at making trouble, and they can do something big every now and then.

The orc gods have long had a deep hatred for each other.

The devils representing order and the demons representing chaos are still fighting on the front lines every day, and the attitudes of the gods and angels in the upper planes towards the bloody battle are becoming more subtle as the devils become more powerful.

The Warhammer universe is also battling the Chaos Gods of the Warp, the Necrons and the Tyranids.

This is a typical example of fighting on all fronts.

"Relax, it's not as serious as you think.

Don't forget, my enemies don't have the ability of planeswalkers to travel freely in the dark void.

Therefore, the initiative is always firmly in my hands.

Besides, with something like the military, can't you have as many as you want?"

As these words came out of his mouth, Zuo Si turned around and cast his gaze at the tens of millions of petri dishes densely packed behind him, as well as the devil Astartes legions inside the petri dishes that were created through magic, genetic technology and the power of the Baator Hell plane.

I'm afraid the human emperor would never have imagined that the Primarch samples he sent would eventually be used to create these inhuman monsters.

Moreover, the method of manufacturing the Devil Astartes has become very simple after countless experiments.

It is to inject the gene seeds produced in batches into the bodies of worms hatched from the soul shell.

If the worm exploded with a bang and turned into a bloody rain, it would mean that it was unable to adapt to the powerful genes of the original body.

But if it doesn't explode, the worms are placed in a petri dish to wait for metamorphosis and hatching.

In a few days at most, the worm that was originally only able to give birth to inferior demons will be transformed into a half-devil baby that looks like a human. Then, with the help of a small amount of soul energy and various nutrients, it will grow rapidly until it becomes a powerful warrior over four meters tall.

When the flesh is mature, the petri dish will be injected with oil to complete it.

Eventually they will put on the power mecha equipped for them, becoming a terrifying killing machine with combat power comparable to that of a horned demon and possessing certain spell-like abilities.

The advantage of doing this is that it only takes a small amount of soul energy to create a legion that can burn the galaxy and even the entire universe.

Outside this giant culture room, New Phyrexia's fully automated assembly line is operating at a high capacity at a speed that is unimaginable to ordinary people.

All the technology brought back from the Warhammer universe has been further applied here.

A fleet of Queen of Glory-class battleships numbering in the tens of thousands and other secondary battleships numbering in the millions is being built frantically.

Super land combat weapons that combined magic mechas and Titan mechas were assembled one after another and arranged densely and neatly on the open space, as if they were being inspected.

You have to know that these super mechas all have intelligence and self-awareness given by the oil, and they don't need any drivers at all.

As for other weapons and equipment, there are so many of them that you can only know how many there are by checking the electronic inventory.

Therefore, Zuo Si had enough confidence to win every war.

After all, his army is truly endless.

Moreover, he gradually found the knack of imitating the spirit dragon Wu Jin in converting matter into energy and was becoming more and more proficient.

"Were you prepared for war from the beginning?"

Balthazar seemed to understand something, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

Zuo Si asked in a half-joking tone: "What else?

Should we wait until others declare war on us before we prepare? Remember, never pin your hopes on the kindness and mercy of others.

Sometimes holding a sword in your hand is not for active attack, but to make the other party become civilized.

You see, after seeing the power we have, haven't all the countries on Earth become much more civilized? Especially those old capitalist countries that have hundreds of years of plunder and colonization history since the Age of Exploration, they never dare to use any tricks against you.

You don't think this is how high their moral bottom line is, do you? "

The corners of Balthazar's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but complain: "You are just blatantly intimidating and intimidating. As far as I know, Director Nick Fury suffered from severe insomnia for several days after he returned, and even suffered from anxiety disorder."

"Humph! A dark-hearted guy like him would certainly get restless if he found out that his home planet was controlled by someone else, and would want to find a way to counter it and achieve a strategic balance. But it doesn't matter, because I know all the cards he has in his hand anyway."

Zuo Si showed a contemptuous expression, obviously not taking Director Lu Dan seriously at all.

But he is obviously not a really smart person and lacks basic knowledge of what is truly dangerous.

We can get a glimpse of this from the reckless research on the Space Gem that led to the Battle of New York and the allowing of the Skrulls to settle on Earth, which ultimately led to the Secret Invasion.

"In order to deal with the increasing troubles that may arise, I need more helpers."

Balthazar made a request.

Zuo Si nodded without hesitation: "Sure. You can go back to the Mage Tower and bring your good brother, oh no, now it should be your good sister - Sarevok. I will also assign you a legendary spellcaster - "Witch Queen" Iggwilf."

"Igwilfu? The crazy woman who wrote Demonology, had an affair with Graz'zt, and even gave birth to a demigod?"

Balthazar raised his eyebrows in disbelief.

As a member of the lawful camp, if the chaos of Sarevok is still within an acceptable range, then the chaos of Igwilvo is completely unacceptable.

"Yes, that's her. This is the only legendary spellcaster I can equip you with, unless you want the pyromancer Alena..."

Before he could finish his words, Balthazar quickly refused: "Forget about Alena. I think Igvir is better. But could you please give me the authority to control their behavior at the critical moment?"

"no problem."

Zuo Si agreed very straightforwardly, and then reminded: "Follow up the contract matter when you go back this time. I am in great need of high-quality evil souls, and this kind of people is the most abundant on Earth."

“It’s a small matter.

In fact, the Security Council has almost finished discussing the signing of the contract to sell souls.

It's just that the overly complex and bloated bureaucracy makes it very slow to make important decisions.

In addition, many countries that have abolished the death penalty need some preparation to reinstate it.”

Balthazar told the situation he knew.

"Reinstate the death penalty? Haha, those guys previously clamored that this was an advancement in justice and civilization, and a manifestation of the brilliance of human nature. I'm curious what excuse they will use this time."

There was an obvious hint of sarcasm in Zuo Si's tone.

Just as he expected, when they learned that the souls of criminals, especially those who had committed heinous crimes, were worth much more than those of ordinary people, those in power and the wealthy who hid in the dark to guide public opinion changed their positions in a minute.

Abolish the death penalty and live in prison for more than ten years or even decades? What a joke! Go to hell!

The soul is immediately sold, and the points used to exchange for it can be used to purchase various technologies that can make a lot of money, drugs that can cure all diseases and even prolong life, and even obtain a special quota so that you can have a better start in Baator Hell after death...

Except for a very small number of noble people with strong will and lofty beliefs, the rest of the ordinary people simply cannot resist this naked temptation.

In order to obtain more evil souls, some inhumane countries may even create an environment that will continuously breed evil, so that these special soul currencies can become more valuable.

In other words, just like improving livestock, through screening from generation to generation, it will eventually be possible for residents in some areas to be born with evil genes and grow into qualified soul currency in the shortest time possible.

Don't think this is alarmist.

As long as the interests are big enough, there is nothing that capital dare not trample on.

"Who cares? It's not something we need to worry about anyway."

Balthazar was obviously not interested in this kind of thing, so he turned around and left, intending to talk to his good sister Sarevok first.

After watching his back pass through the portal and disappear into the blue light, Zuo Si asked without turning back, "How is it going? How much of the thing I asked you to build has been completed?"

"We are halfway there, great father of New Phyrexia."

The Blue Demon Judge Jinjitasha gave the answer without hesitation.

Zuo Si showed a satisfied smile on his face: "Very good! Keep up the current speed, maybe it will be useful in this war with Dormammu, the Lord of the Dark Dimension."

"Are you sure this thing can work in the dark dimension?"

There was a strong sense of uncertainty in Jinjitasha's tone.

"No, I'm not sure, but I don't mind using Dormammu as an experiment. If I can affect him, it means I can also affect the evil god of the warp. Anyway, there will be no loss even if I fail, right?"

When saying this, Zuo Si's eyes and tone clearly revealed malicious intent.

Apparently, he had prepared a big surprise for the Lord of the Dark Dimension.

…

At the same time, far away on Earth in the Marvel Universe, Coulson has returned to the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters and reported the whole incident to his director.

Especially the part about the Sorcerer Supreme.

Because he knew that the bureau had been investigating this matter for a long time, but had not obtained any valuable clues.

The Ancient One's teleportation magic that allowed him to come and go as fast as the wind made Nick Fury and the senior officials of the Security Council even more uneasy.

After all, this ability allows one to appear and leave anywhere at will, rendering even the most stringent security system in the world ineffective, making it difficult for people to feel safe.

Looking at the detailed written report in his hand, Nick Fury touched his bald head and asked with a frown, "How did Balthazar know about this Supreme Sorcerer? I don't remember you mentioning that he met any strange people."

"I'm sorry, Chief, I haven't had the chance to ask you about this. But from the information provided by Mr. Stark, they should know of each other's existence, or even know each other."

Coulson told everything he knew.

It is not difficult to tell from that helpless expression how much effort he put into getting this information from Iron Man.

Don’t underestimate the fact that when dealing with friends, Tony Stark is not only very loyal, but also very humane.

But the premise of all this is that he must first treat you as a friend.

If not, then congratulations, the tone and attitude of his speech can make you so angry that you want to strangle him to death on the spot.

In this regard, Justin Hammer, Captain America and others can be said to have deep experience.

"What about the Dark Dimension? What kind of place is this? How powerful is its lord Dormammu?"

Nick Fury closed his eyes and rubbed his brows.

With the outbreak of this cult incident, he suddenly felt that the situation in the entire world was heading straight out of control.

Be it Ancient One, the Sorcerer Supreme who is the guardian of the Earth, or the dimensional demon mentioned by the other party, neither of them can be dealt with by current humans and the Security Council.

What worries him even more is that if a war breaks out between the two superpowers, what will happen to the Earth and humanity? Will it become a battlefield for the two sides to fight?

You should know that on Earth, wars between big powers are often fought through proxies, with the battlefields arranged within the borders of small countries.

Now Nick Fury finally understands why some people say that the more you know, the more troubles you have.

Coulson smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I don't know. We currently don't have any data or information to refer to. Perhaps the Supreme Sorcerer Ancient One knows, but judging from her reaction, she obviously doesn't intend to contact us."

“Well - well, it seems we can only start with the mysterious master behind Balthazar.

When the next Security Council meeting is held, I will propose adding some books on magic learning and training to the exchange list.

We must establish our own spellcaster training base.

Otherwise, if we face a similar situation again, we will still be as powerless as we are today."

Nick Fury clearly intends to address the problem at its source.

After realizing the limitations of technology, people like him who like to make preparations in advance will naturally not sit and wait for death, or rely on others for their own safety.

"Are you sure the other party will give it?"

Coulson was clearly skeptical.

If it were him, he would definitely block the source, and then use this as a threat to completely turn the Earth and humans into puppets under his control.

Nick Fury explains: "You don't know until you try.

I asked Balthazar, and in his world, although learning magic is very expensive, there are no barriers such as bloodline.

A person who is smart enough can study to become a mage.

As long as we can get the teaching materials and hire an excellent teacher, I believe it should not be a problem to find thousands to tens of thousands of qualified people from the billions of people on the earth.

Once we have our own spellcasters, we will have a clear idea of the power these dimensional demons possess."

"I hope so. If you have nothing else to say, I'll go find a place to get some sleep. You know, I haven't slept for seventy-two hours, and I'm feeling very dizzy and sleepy."

As he spoke, Coulson couldn't help but opened his mouth and yawned.

Nick Fury responded very reasonably: "Go and have a rest. I'll give you three days off. By the way, is there any big problem with Stark?"

Coulson quickly shook his head: "No.

Although after diving into the fog, he broke an arm and several ribs, and was nearly killed by a terrible cursed creature.

But fortunately, Mr. Balthazar showed up in time to save him and healed all his injuries.

Also, Mr. Balthazar claims to be the descendant of Baal, the god of murder.

The Sorcerer Supreme, Ancient One, called him a demigod hero with the blood of God.

But he himself denied this.”

"I see."

Nick Fury waved his hand to signal his most trusted subordinate to go to bed quickly, and he sat on a chair with his hands crossed in front of his chest. His whole body was hidden in the darkness, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Compared to him who was under a lot of pressure, Iron Man, who had just returned home, was obviously much more relaxed.

Because he had already made a wish list and was prepared to go crazy before he died of palladium poisoning, he has now recovered his health.

You don't have to worry about poisoning for at least a few months.

And even if the toxins ever accumulate to a life-threatening level, you know who to turn to.

So Tony Stark looked very excited, constantly giving orders to his artificial intelligence butler to test the metals that Balthazar gave him as a gift.

The result was unexpected and I was shocked.

The first piece is none other than the famous refined gold of the continent of Faerun. It is so hard that it cannot be processed by conventional means. Even a diamond drill bit will break in front of it.

The second piece is the ceramic steel armor from the Astartes warrior power mecha in the Warhammer universe. It is not only extremely hard and resistant to high temperature, corrosion and low temperature, but it is also an absolute insulator.

The third piece is the Arcanite Ingot from the planet Azeroth, which is filled with amazing unknown energy. It is one of the best materials for making weapons or armor.

The fourth piece is Titanium from Northrend, its quality and characteristics are even better than Arcanite Ingot.

"It seems that Mr. Balthazar, the Son of God, really gave me a super gift, didn't he?"

After getting all the experimental data, Tony finally took off his goggles and sighed.

Although he was not quite sure about the value of these things in his original world, they were definitely priceless treasures on Earth.

If used to build your own new armor, both performance and defense can be instantly improved by at least thirty times.

"Yes, sir, these materials will allow you to complete many designs that previously only existed in concepts." Jarvis responded quickly.

"What do you think I should give you as a return gift? You know, I don't want to owe too many favors to anyone."

Tony was obviously in a dilemma.

After all, the other party is a guy who can easily take out thousands of tons of gold and become the world's richest man.

This means that luxury goods such as sports cars, mansions, cruise ships, and airplanes are nothing in the eyes of the other party.

And if Yun gave these things as a return gift, it would make him, a super genius, seem cliché and tasteless.

You have to know that what Balthazar gave was something that didn't exist on Earth at all, so you had to give him something that he had never seen before.

Jarvis quickly searched the Internet for all the news reports related to Balthazar, and then suggested: "Maybe you can consider buying a house for him. Because Mr. Balthazar has not owned any property so far, and has always lived in a hotel suite."

"What? You mean, our world's richest man doesn't even have his own house?" Tony widened his eyes in disbelief.

"Not only does he not have a house, he also doesn't have a car, yacht or private jet. He doesn't seem to have much interest in luxurious life and enjoyment, and almost all of his itineraries are arranged by Agent Coulson." Jarvis added.

"What about women? Has he ever found a woman?"

Tony asked with interest, stroking the stubble on his chin.

"Not yet. Although many women have invited him, he has not responded at all. Combining the above, I suspect that he may be a person like an ascetic monk, rejecting all material temptations in order to temper his will and strength."

Jarvis quickly gave his own inference based on the intelligence he had.

"An ascetic monk? Hmm - now that you mention it, it does seem a bit similar. In that case, I think I know what to give as a return gift."

After that, Tony picked up a piece of metal on the table and threw it into the furnace to heat it.

Needless to say, he plans to make good use of these metals from outside the earth to build himself a super armor.

Accompanied by the sound of the mechanical forging hammer hitting the surface of the red-hot metal block, the Iron Man finally entered a state of full concentration on his work.

At this time, any external interference does not exist for him.

Jarvis was even more considerate and closed the entrance to the experiment.

…

On the other side, in an unknown dark basement, Kaecilius was kneeling in front of a huge altar, with his head down to communicate with his master, Dormammu, the lord of the dark dimension.

After several minutes, he slowly raised his head and said to the followers around him: "A new oracle has been issued. Our target is a girl named Tracy Hoffman. She is now in Kamar-Taj under the protection of the Ancient One."

"Do you mean to launch a raid on Kamar-Taj?" a female follower asked seriously.

"No, that's too dangerous. Kamar-Taj has powerful magical protection, and the Ancient One and his disciples are well-rested, which is overwhelmingly disadvantageous to us. We must lure the Ancient One out of her lair."

As the last word came out of his mouth, Casillas suddenly raised his hand and released a ball of burning black flame.

The next second...

The flames directly engulfed the head of one of them.

In a flash!

All the skin and muscles on his head were gone, even his eyeballs were gone, leaving only a pale skull wrapped in flames.

But what is surprising is that this person not only did not die, but the magical power in his body became even stronger.

When the raging flames began to stabilize, this creature, who knew nothing about what it should be, finally said in a low and hoarse voice: "The Supreme Lord of Darkness sent me to assist you in your operation. Remember, you must bring the girl out of Kamar-Taj, and she must be alive."

"Can you help us hold back Ancient One?"

Casillas asked cautiously.

The unknown creature nodded. "Of course. This is one of my most important missions. You lure her out, and I will hold her back so that you can enter Kamar-Taj."

"Excellent! With your help, I guarantee this raid will cause rivers of blood to flow throughout Kamar-Taj."

Kaecilius bent down and bowed deeply to the helper sent by Dormammu, the lord of the dark dimension.