Our God!
What we believe in! What we worship!
It finally looks the way it should!
And you, my child, you will become the Mother of God, just like the Virgin Mary who gave birth to Jesus Christ!
We will kill all the pagans! Use their blood, life and soul to reshape this dirty and corrupt world!
Praise the great dark god! This city is our first sacrifice to you! Please kill as much as you want! Devour!
Let the world know that the old gods are dead and new gods are born! Only devout believers are qualified to survive and reproduce in the land of the new world! With almost crazy shouts, a fifty-year-old white man wearing a black medieval robe, holding a human spine with a skull on top, was kneeling in front of a giant tree built with corpses, grinning with a creepy smile.
In front of him was a girl of about thirteen or fourteen, wearing only a white nightgown stained with blood. She was sitting under the giant tree of corpses, curled up in a ball, crying and trembling constantly.
Because less than half a meter away from it, a shadow shrouded in black mist was standing there, constantly making sharp "hehehe" laughter, and from time to time uttering a whisper similar to "Mom".
Judging from their very similar appearance, the girl obviously has a very close blood relationship with the cult leader, and it is even possible that they are father and daughter.
There is no doubt that it is not difficult to see from his mental state that he is a real madman, not the kind of scum who simply uses the name of religion to make money and satisfy his selfish desires.
Sudden!
The girl curled up under the giant tree of corpses began to vomit dark red blood from her mouth uncontrollably. In the blood, insects with human faces could be vaguely seen.
The cursed creature standing nearby saw this and immediately rushed forward to grab all the soul worms and stuffed them into its mouth.
The evil aura it presents becomes stronger with each swallow, and at the same time, the huge circular black curtain covering the city center begins to expand rapidly.
Anyone who is sucked in will go crazy within a few seconds or be killed by the suddenly appearing black shadow.
Fortunately, SHIELD had teamed up with the local police to urgently evacuate most of the surrounding civilians, otherwise this expansion alone could have resulted in tens of thousands of deaths.
At this moment, countless twisted souls mixed with strong emotions have begun to distort space, completely isolating the area shrouded in black fog from the outside world.
The most typical feature is that all electrical appliances begin to malfunction, lights, computers, mobile phones, and televisions all go out, and radio communications are completely interrupted.
No one knows what really happened inside.
The only thing that could be seen from the outside was the thick black fog that could not be penetrated no matter what technology was used.
"How is it, no news from our drones and agents yet?"
Hawkeye, who was guarding about 500 meters outside the city, asked with a serious expression.
The young woman who was fiddling with the drone equipment nearby smiled bitterly and shook her head: "No, to be exact, everything disappeared the moment we entered the fog.
Especially drones, which have built-in automatic return programs.
Once the signal with the control end is lost, it will normally fly out immediately.
But now an entire hour has passed and there is still no movement, which can only mean that it has either been destroyed or the connection in space has been cut off.
If nothing unexpected happens, there should be no living people inside the entire black fog."
"Damn it! Where's the support? Why hasn't our support arrived yet?" Hawkeye asked with a frown.
Although due to the suddenness of the incident and the extremely chaotic situation, it is still impossible to confirm how many people were unable to escape when the massacre occurred.
However, what is certain is that there are definitely thousands or even tens of thousands of people.
You have to know that this is the United States! Not the chaotic Middle East, nor those African countries that have been in a state of war for many years.
Even the so-called "300 Million People's Gun Battle Dream" and "American Chicken Competition" have an average of only about 120 deaths from shootings per day.
Of course, this is only the recorded part.
If the unrecorded part is also included, the number may double to more than 200 people.
This means that once the number of casualties is confirmed and reported by major media outlets, it is estimated that a series of senior officials including the current president, secretary of state, secretary of defense, etc. will be impeached and removed from office, and there will be no chance of luck.
This is also why they did not hesitate at all when deciding to carry out nuclear bombing on their homeland.
Anyway, things have become so bad that they can't get any worse. I will definitely have to take the blame and step down afterwards. At the very least, I have to clean up the mess thoroughly and ensure that the interests of the capital consortium behind me will not be harmed.
"Here they come! Support is coming!"
Another female agent in charge of liaison leaned half of her body out of the car and shouted, pointing at the Quinjet that had been awakened from its stealth in the distant sky.
After about three to five minutes, accompanied by strong air currents, the latter began to rapidly lose altitude, and finally landed steadily in this retreating temporary camp.
As soon as the hatch opened, Coulson was the first to rush out and asked impatiently, "What's the situation inside?"
Hawkeye replied helplessly: "It's terrible, to be exact, it's very terrible.
According to the people who escaped, a local traditional annual celebration was being held here, and a lot of people gathered in the city center to watch the performances and enjoy beer.
Although most people fled along the highway after the massacre, there were at least tens of thousands of people stranded inside.
Moreover, the thick black fog in front of us is still spreading around.
The agents and drones we sent in never came back, and I think they are in grave danger."
"Mr. Balthazar, now it all depends on you."
Realizing that his side had no ability to deal with supernatural forces of this scale, Coulson immediately turned around and made a request to the divine monk without hesitation.
"No problem, leave it to me."
Balthazar took off his suit jacket and threw his watch and cell phone into the hands of the female agent next to him. He then tore his expensive shirt into strips, revealing his explosive muscles.
"Wow!"
A carnivorous female hooligan's eyes lit up instantly and she couldn't help but whistle. At the same time, she stared at the former's perky butt and almost drooled.
After all, which woman would not like a strong, handsome man with muscular body, amazing charm, and who can easily take out thousands of tons of gold and become the richest man in the world in an instant?
Even if you can't have it exclusively, it would be good to find an opportunity to have a discussion with it.
Men who have neither money nor good looks will never know how proactive women can be when they meet the person they like.
“Ahem!”
Coulson deliberately coughed twice, which made the female wolves whose eyes were already glowing green calm down a little.
Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw a golden and red figure passing across the sky, and then plunged into the thick black fog.
"Could that be Iron Man Tony Stark?"
Hawkeye is worthy of being Hawkeye. He almost confirmed the other party's identity in just a moment.
The Quinjet pilot nodded slightly: "Yeah, it seems so. After all, this guy followed us all the way here."
"But the problem is that this black mist will cause electrical equipment to completely malfunction. Didn't you mention this to him?"
The drone operator from before interjected with a confused look on his face.
"It seems we forgot to communicate with him by radio along the way. He has no idea what he is facing!"
Coulson suddenly came to his senses and realized what a big mistake he had made.
The reason why Iron Man possesses heroic fighting power is basically due to the armor built with modern technology and artificial intelligence. It is too high to describe his own ability as a worthless fighter.
But now, he had actually entered a restricted area where electrical equipment would completely malfunction, which was just like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth.
What's even worse is that there is no way to send anyone in to rescue them.
This obviously made Coulson uneasy, and he quickly called his director to report the situation.
Little did they know that at this moment, Tony Stark, who had fallen from mid-air in the fog and knocked over dozens of car roofs on a street, was lying on the ground groaning in agony.
Although the buffer system inside the armor absorbed most of the impact, it still caused a serious fracture of the arm and several broken ribs.
He didn't even know where the helmet mask that he thought looked so handsome had fallen. He tried to struggle to get up several times, but failed every time because of the heavy armor on his body.
In the end, he could only lie there like a dead dog, gasping for breath, and coughing up blood foam from his mouth and nose from time to time. It looked like his broken ribs had pierced his lungs.
Needless to say, this technological creation that normally gave Tony great power turned directly from his greatest reliance into a burden after losing artificial intelligence and electricity.
Not to mention that he is seriously injured now, even if his body was intact, he probably wouldn't be able to move freely carrying such a heavy thing.
What's even more terrible is that the small Ark reactor on his chest, which is used to generate electricity, is also beginning to weaken under the influence of some unknown force, as if it might go out at any time.
"JARVIS! JARVIS! Can you hear me?"
After realizing the seriousness of the problem, Iron Man immediately began trying to contact his artificial intelligence butler.
But unfortunately, even the electronic devices stopped working, so how could we connect to the Internet?
He then began to try to take off his armor, only to find that it was a difficult task to do with his bare hands without the help of a mechanical arm.
Even if you find a wrench and a few screwdrivers in the trunk of a smoking car, you can't turn the joints fixed by the robotic arms.
Just as Tony was sweating profusely from the pain, a sudden piercing chill enveloped his whole body.
He slowly raised his head and saw a dark shadow standing less than ten meters away, staring at him with two blood-red eyes.
Before I could react to what was happening, all kinds of strong hallucinations began to appear before my eyes, and at the same time, creepy laughter came to my ears.
"Fuck!"
Iron Man, who had never experienced any supernatural events, was so frightened that his hair stood on end. He raised his wrench and smashed it at the other party.
Unfortunately, the wrench passed through the body made of black mist and fell to the ground with a clanging sound.
The black shadow kept approaching at a very slow speed, as if enjoying the fear and despair emanating from the soul of its prey.
When the two were less than half a meter apart, Tony Stark's entire body seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't even move a finger.
I could only watch the other person getting closer and closer, until finally a distorted face that could not be described in words was revealed.
The monster first approached and sniffed gently, then said in a sharp and piercing voice: "Ah! A smart soul! A contradictory soul full of arrogance and conceit, but eager for recognition and salvation. Very good! Eating you can let me gain more wisdom from you."
"You...what the hell are you?"
Facing the great fear of death, Iron Man forcibly broke free from the paralyzed state and asked while gasping for breath.
"I?
I am a new God created by your evil thoughts!
Representing killing, death and purification! Carrying the responsibility of creating a new world! I will kill all the pagans, devote your life, soul and emotions, leaving only a selected pair of men and women to reproduce the entire population.
Just like God in the Bible created Adam and Eve.
And this time, their offspring will be free of any blemishes and will be strong and wise."
The monster announced, opening his arms.
Obviously, it is not without intelligence and self-awareness, it just disdains to communicate with ordinary people.
"You want to be God?!"
Tony's pupils suddenly dilated, and his breathing and heartbeat began to become faster and faster.
"It's not that I want to, but it won't be long before I become him."
As he spoke, the monster raised his hand and reached towards Tony Stark's body, intending to forcibly pull out this rare and precious soul.
As an ordinary person, Tony obviously has no ability to resist.
The moment that hand touched me, the little strength left in my body seemed to be sucked away all at once, and my body temperature also quickly dissipated.
Although he had had a near-death experience once when he was attacked by terrorists in Afghanistan, it was nothing compared to the current situation.
After all, the former was just physical death, but now even the soul cannot be preserved.
Just when Tony was in despair, Balthazar, with his upper body naked, slowly walked towards him and teased him in a half-joking tone: "Mr. Iron Man Stark, do you need any help?"
"Shit! Do you even need to ask this? Can't you see my current situation?"
Tony, who escaped death, couldn't help but swear.
The monster seemed to feel the threat as well, and immediately stopped extracting souls. It turned around and stared at the suddenly appearing enemy with a vigilant look on its face.
But Balthazar was not in a hurry at all. Instead, he continued to have fun with the Iron Man.
"I just wanted to make sure you really needed help.
After all, everyone on earth knows that Iron Man Tony Stark is an extremely proud and conceited person.
He thinks he has a smart brain that can solve all problems and is never willing to actively accept help from others.
I'm afraid that if I take the initiative, I will make you unhappy."
Hearing this, Tony finally couldn't hold it in any longer, and asked back through gritted teeth, "You are deliberately retaliating against me for revealing your identity before, right?"
"No, I hope you can remember this lesson and stop being so arrogant. Instead, you can be a little more humble.
Especially in areas that you are not familiar with.
You know what? Your arrogant and selfish behavior of not caring about other people's feelings can be really annoying sometimes."
As Balthazar spoke, he approached the cursed creature in front of him, and flames as bright and dazzling as the sun began to emanate from his body.
And this flame actually dispersed the thick black fog within a radius of hundreds of meters centered on him.
Needless to say, he activated the secret technique [Flame Sun Force] that belonged to the divine monk.
"ah!!!!!!"
The cursed creature was like it had encountered its natural enemy. It immediately showed signs of severe burns on its body, and it dropped its prey and began to retreat quickly.
At the same time, the iron armor that had completely malfunctioned just now was also recovering rapidly within the range of influence of [Flame Sun Force].
In just a few seconds, Tony Stark regained his ability to move and found the helmet visor that had fallen off earlier.
Not only that!
He also found that the fractures and internal injuries caused by his fall were recovering at an extremely fast speed, and soon there was no pain at all.
“This…what’s going on?”
Tony stared in amazement as the armor operating system reappeared before him, and he felt a strong sense of unreality.
"Sir, your body has just been repaired by some unknown energy. All the broken bones and bleeding internal organs have been healed. Even the palladium content in your blood has been reduced to a level close to zero."
Jarvis, who was reconnected, immediately gave his own judgment.
"You mean this alien gentleman healed me in an instant?"
Tony looked through the surveillance footage of his own vital signs, his tone filled with shock and disbelief.
Because this was far beyond what he could understand as a scientist.
Jarvis answered without hesitation: "It seems so.
Because the energy acting upon you is very similar to the energy he radiates, except it's not nearly as powerful.
By the way, the temperature of the golden flames on Mr. Balthazar's body has reached nearly 5,500 degrees Celsius, which is the surface temperature of the sun.
I suggest you stay away from it, or even your steel armor will melt because it cannot withstand such high temperatures."
"Oh my God! Is this really a temperature that a living organism can stand?"
He originally thought that Balthazar was just a visitor from an alien planet or a messenger who came to contact the earth on behalf of his own civilization.
But I never expected that this guy is actually a terrifying superman.
Just as Tony was still immersed in the amazing power displayed by the other party, Balthazar suddenly turned into a golden stream of light and rushed out, swinging his fist and smashing hard at the cursed creature.
The next second...
boom!!!!!!
The place where it was hit was like a small nuclear explosion, emitting bright and dazzling white light, accompanied by violent shaking of the ground and a deafening roar.
Iron Man himself didn't have time to react at all. He felt his feet suddenly lost support and then slid down uncontrollably.
Fortunately, Jarvis reacted quickly and activated the flying function instantly and rushed into the air.
When he stopped, Tony saw that a huge deep pit with a radius of one hundred meters had appeared where Balthazar attacked, and a large number of burst water pipes were constantly gushing out tap water, as if a meteorite had just fallen here.
As for the surrounding buildings, they were all torn into ruins by the shock waves generated by the earthquake and explosion.
For a moment, except for the sound of rushing water, everything seemed to be plunged into deathly silence.
Not only was it like this at the scene, but other people who were watching this scene through satellite images also held their breath.
About half a minute later, he suddenly came back to his senses from the shock and asked in a shocked tone: "Jarvis! He didn't use any weapons just now, but just used his fists to hit with the power equivalent to a tactical nuclear weapon?"
"Yes, sir."
The AI butler gave an extremely affirmative answer, and even projected the replayed footage onto the armor's helmet, playing it over and over again.
The most important thing is that with this punch, the surrounding undispellable black fog actually disappeared.
From above, it looked like someone had taken a bite out of it.
"Well, it seems that our Mr. Balthazar might really be from Krypton."
After making a joke, Tony controlled the armor to fly to a place about fifty meters away from the Divine Monk. He endured the scorching heat and asked, "Did you kill the monster who claimed to be a god?"
"No, it escaped. Now I have to go to the center of the city where it is most powerful and destroy it once and for all."
Balthazar sighed with regret, jumped out of the deep pit, and then walked along the road step by step towards the city center.
Under the terrifying high temperature of [Yan Yang Shi], his pants, shoes and socks had already been completely burned to ashes, leaving only a pair of shorts that barely reached his knees intact.
Because this pair of shorts was not bought on Earth, but a magical equipment brought from the continent of Faerun, which is completely immune to all fire damage.
"Wait! I'm with you!"
Tony obviously developed a strong interest in this "alien" and immediately used his flying ability to follow behind at a safe distance.
But Balthazar obviously didn't have the time to pay attention to him. He was concentrating on this cursed creature created through necromancy and twisted beliefs, and ignored the various questions raised by Iron Man along the way.
When the two of them arrived at the giant tree made up of countless entities in the city center, Tony, who was chattering in the last second, fell silent in the next second.
To be exact, he was so shocked that he temporarily lost the ability to speak.
He simply couldn't imagine how crazy and twisted a person had to be to use the corpses of their own kind to create such a cruel creation.
"Mother! I need your strength to kill that powerful enemy! Give me your strength! Give me all of it!"
The cursed creature picked up the lifeless girl who was curled up under the tree like a zombie and let out a shrill scream.
"My child! Give your last bit of strength to the great God! Only in this way can our sacred goal be achieved and the world be reborn from decay and depravity."
The cult leader grabbed the girl's hair and lifted her up from the pile of corpses.
It’s a pity that the latter seems to have lost its soul and life, and has no response to external stimuli.
Just as the cult leader was about to perform necromancy, a golden flame suddenly enveloped the girl from head to toe.
His arm, which had withered like a mummy, turned into ashes on the spot under the burning flames.
I was even more frightened and started to retreat quickly.
The cursed creature on the side seemed to be crazy. It turned its head and roared at the Divine Monk: "No!!!! Give my mother back to me! She belongs to me! No one can take her away from me!"
"This is blasphemy! Arrogant and ignorant mortals, how dare you disrespect the great new god? I curse you to suffer eternal pain."
The cult leader suddenly raised his hand and pointed, and two black lights shot out instantly, hitting Balthazar and Tony Stark respectively.
The former, due to his divine power, was easily immune to this necromancy magic.
But the latter immediately felt his hands and feet go weak, and his whole body once again entered a state of having no strength at all, even his heartbeat became extremely weak.
In particular, the chain reaction caused by insufficient oxygen supply to the brain made it extremely difficult for him to even control the armor.
"This feels really bad. What did that asshole do to me?"
Iron Man was breathing heavily, and he looked like a vegetative patient who had been lying in a hospital bed for more than ten years and suddenly woke up.
“It’s a curse, a form of necromancy magic attack.
Don't worry, it will only put you in a state of exhaustion, not death.
Now, just stay here quietly for a while.
Because your armor has no resistance to magic at all.
Any targeted spell could kill you outright."
After saying that, Balthazar ignored Tony's resentful look and walked straight towards the girl who was protected by the sun-like hot flames of [Yan Yang Shi].
He could see that it was this girl who gave birth to the twisted, cursed creature.
So she symbolizes both the beginning and the end.
The cursed creature apparently realized what Balthazar was trying to do, and leaped directly into the giant tree made up of corpses.
In the blink of an eye, the tree that exuded a strong breath of death came to life, and strange black flames emerged from the mouths and eyes of countless corpses. It eventually merged with the surrounding pile of corpses to form a giant that was more than ten years tall.
"Humph, do you want to fight to the death?"
Balthazar showed a very disdainful expression.
You know, in the spiritual state, he might still worry about how to eliminate it once and for all without leaving even the slightest trouble.
But now, as the cursed creature has completely merged with the body of the deceased, there is basically no possibility of escape.
As long as the giant in front of us is destroyed, the whole thing will come to an end.
Therefore, Balthazar increased the power of [Flame Sun Force] to the limit without hesitation, teleported to the front instantly, grabbed the girl who was slumped on the ground and threw her backwards, and then used a whole set of combos including [Stunning Fist], [Piercing Palm], [Rising Dragon Fist], [Shadowless Kick], etc.
Almost every strike caused as much damage as a tactical nuclear bomb! The violent explosion and shock wave completely destroyed all the tall buildings and ground infrastructure in the city center in just a few seconds.
Not to mention ruins, it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as the surface of the moon.
Especially the deep pits of varying sizes that were created, which looked even more exaggerated than being hit by bombs.
When all these moves were completed, the so-called new god had completely disappeared from the world. The only thing left was a small black object that looked like a baby, which was held in Balthazar's palm.
To be precise, this thing is the source of the curse, a fetus that died just after it was formed.
As a person who had witnessed all kinds of evil and killing, he only needed to feel the distortion and hatred contained in this thing, and he immediately realized the reason.
He leaped down and grabbed the cult leader who only had one arm left. He asked gloomily, "In order to create this cursed fetus, you actually attacked your own daughter?"
"What do you know! Only blood relatives can give birth to true holiness and perfection! Everything is for faith! To realize the perfect world in dreams!
But you, a stupid idiot, ruined it all! You made all the sacrifices so far go to waste!
You are guilty! You are the sinner of all mankind!"
The cult leader continued to roar like a mad dog.
Although he had long been mentally ill, he was obviously not afraid of death.
"Well, it seems I shouldn't have any expectations from a lunatic like you."
In response to the accusations from the cult leader, Balthazar remained calm and showed no sign of anger at all. He simply used the flames of [Yan Yang Shi] to burn the other person alive into ashes.
After doing all this, he turned around and walked straight to the girl who looked like a walking corpse. He reached out his hand and gently stroked her thick brown hair. He looked into her lifeless eyes and said, "Child, I know you have suffered inhuman torture, both physically and mentally, and you even have no desire to live. But don't be so anxious to give up your life, because your life has just begun, and you can still have a bright future."
Hearing these words, the girl's originally dull eyes suddenly moved, and her pupils began to slowly focus.
Seeing that his words were effective, Balthazar continued to speak: "I actually have an evil and cruel father.
He is an evil god, a god of murder that is feared by the entire continent.
He foresaw his own death, and therefore left behind countless offspring in the mortal world, and I am one of them.
The world calls us the Sons of Bhaal.
Having inherited their father's evil divinity and power, all sons of Baal become addicted to killing the moment they awaken.
Wherever the Son of Baal goes, it often means war, killing, conspiracy and riot, and countless civilians die as a result.
Later, in order to fight for the Killing Throne left by their dead father, all the brothers and sisters of the Sons of Baal began to kill each other, seize each other's power to strengthen themselves, and finally achieve the goal of becoming a god. "
"Did you win the final victory?"
The girl finally asked.
Balthazar smiled and shook his head: "No, no, I failed. To be exact, I never thought of becoming the God of Murder. I just wanted to kill all my brothers and sisters, and then seal my father's evil and filthy power in my body and commit suicide. In this way, I can completely eliminate it once and for all."
"You...you resisted the divinity and divine power in your own blood?"
There was finally a glimmer of light in the girl's dead eyes.
"Yes, I resisted the divinity and power in my body and did not bow to that filthy blood. Look, even a son of the evil god like me can start over, why can't you?" Balthazar asked back seriously.
"But I've been cursed! I...I can't control the evil power in my body."
The girl curled up into a ball and trembled again, her face full of pain and resistance.
But Balthazar corrected him: "No, you are not cursed, you just have a talent that others don't have.
The so-called evil force is actually a kind of magic called necromancy.
You can control it through learning and practice, and even help others.
You should know that there are many people like you in the world where I was born."
"Really?"
The girl rekindled her hope for the future.
Because according to psychological research, the more lonely and unsociable a person is, and the more serious psychological problems they have, the more they tend to desire to find people like them.
For example, the famous "Ogre" Hannibal.
Just when the Divine Monk was about to give an affirmative answer, a halo emitting golden sparks suddenly opened out of thin air, and then the Supreme Sorcerer Ancient One in a yellow robe walked out from the other side and looked at Balthazar with interest.
"No wonder I could never see through you. It turns out you are a demigod with divine blood."
"Are you the Ancient One, the Sorcerer Supreme, the protector of Earth for thousands of years?"
Balthazar was also obviously sizing up the most powerful and top spellcaster on earth.
Gu Yi nodded slightly: "Yes, I am.
I'm glad to meet you because I can feel the kindness and belief in sacrifice in your heart.
Although the appearance of you and the master behind you has caused considerable trouble to the world.
You should know that Kamar-Taj has taken in six people who have suddenly gained magical knowledge and power, all of whom have developed a connection with your world, or the dimension you live in."
"It was an accident. And I don't understand why, since you are the guardian of the earth, you would sit back and let this cult develop to this extent."
Balthazar frowned subconsciously.
Ancient One explained rather helplessly: “Because the enemies and threats I have to face are far more than they appear on the surface.
Whether it is the lords and demons from other dimensions, or the traitors of Kamar-Taj, the harm they cause is far greater than that of a cult.
I can't do everything, I can only do my best.
Besides, didn't you handle it very well?"
"You came here just to confirm the result?"
Balthazar obviously didn't quite understand the Supreme Sorcerer's thoughts and motives.
"No, at least not completely. In fact, I'm here for the girl behind you. Her talent and great potential have been targeted by Dormammu, the lord of the dark dimension. Only Kamar-Taj can guarantee her safety."
Gu Yi stated his purpose very straightforwardly.
"Target her? Why?"
Balthazar turned and glanced at the confused girl behind him.
In his opinion, there was nothing special about this girl except her outstanding talent in necromancy.
"Because Dormammu wants to use her as a springboard to invade your dimension. In fact, all those who suddenly burst out with magical power like this have been hunted down by the dark dimension without exception. Also, I don't want to see the demons of two dimensions fighting on Earth."
Gu Zhi went straight to the point and told everything he knew.
Because compared to those other dimensional demons who want to swallow the earth in one bite, Zuo Si has been relatively friendly so far.
So she didn't want to make the relationship between the two parties too awkward.
After all, it would be best if there was a demon in one dimension who was willing to be the protector of the earth.
As for the soul...
In this universe, all souls go to the dimension where the corresponding demon is located according to their beliefs in life. Some go to hell, some go to heaven, and some go to places like Vishanti. The Asgardians go to Valhalla.
In short, in Ancient One's view, Baator Hell is just another option, nothing to be surprised about.
Moreover, the environment of Baator is much stronger than many dimensions that tend towards evil and darkness.
"Okay, I can hand her over to you first, but I want to reserve the right to visit her at any time or even take her away."
After thinking for a moment, Balthazar made an offer.
Although Kamar-Taj was not a dangerous place, he was obviously a little hesitant to completely entrust this girl with serious mental problems to him.
"No problem, Kamar-Taj welcomes your visit anytime."
Ancient One smiled and bowed, then walked up to the girl and took her hand: "Don't be afraid, child. I promise you will be safe in Kamar-Taj, and there are many children like you who are learning how to control their own power."
The girl did not resist, but followed the Supreme Sorcerer obediently.
When she passed by Balthazar, she stopped, looked up and said to the man who saved her: "My name is Tracy, Tracy Hoffman."
"My name is Balthazar. Don't worry, I'll come to visit you in two or three months at most."
Balthazar made a solemn promise.
"Um!"
The girl who called herself Tracy finally relaxed completely, and together with Ancient One, she passed through the portal and left the devastated city center.
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