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.
再就是许多原本已经废除死刑的国家要重新恢复死刑需要一定的准备。”
巴萨扎把自己掌握的情况说了出来。
“恢复死刑？呵呵，那些家伙之前叫嚣着这是司法和文明的进步、是人性光辉的体现，我很好奇这一次他们会用什么样的借口。”
左思语气中明显带着一丝讽刺的意味。
正如他预料的一样，当得知罪犯、尤其是犯下滔天罪行的重刑犯，其灵魂价值要远高于一般人的时候，那些当权者和躲在暗处引导舆论的有钱人，分分钟就改变了自己的立场。
废除死刑在监狱里活十几年乃至几十年？ 开什么玩笑！ 赶紧给老子去死！
灵魂立刻拿去卖掉，用来兑换的点数购买各种能赚大钱的技术，可以治愈一切疾病乃至延长寿命的药物，甚至获得一个特殊名额以便死后能在巴托地狱有一个更好的开局……
除了极少数意志坚定且拥有崇高信仰的高尚之人，其余普通人根本无法抵挡这种赤裸裸的诱惑。
搞不好为了能够获得更多足够邪恶的灵魂，某些不做人的国家还会专门营造那种会源源不断滋生罪恶的环境，以便能让这些特殊的灵魂货币变得更加值钱。
换而言之就是像改良牲畜那样，通过一代又一代的筛选，最终实现部分地区的居民从出生就带着邪恶的基因，并在最短时间内成长为合格的灵魂货币。
千万不要以为这是在危言耸听。
只要有足够大的利益，没有什么是资本不敢践踏的。
“管他呢，反正这又不是我们需要操心的问题。”
巴萨扎显然对这种事情不感兴趣，直接转身离开打算先去跟自己的好姐妹沙洛佛克谈谈。
目送他的背影穿过传送门消失在一片蔚蓝色的光幕之中，左思这才头也不回的问：“如何，我让你打造的那件东西完成多少了？”
“进度已经过半，伟大的新非瑞克西亚之父。”
蓝色魔判官金吉塔厦不加思索的给出了答案。
左思脸上露出满意的笑容：“非常好！保持现在的速度，也许在这次与黑暗维度领主多玛姆的战争中可能会用到它。”
“您确定这件东西能在黑暗维度内起作用？”
金吉塔厦语气中带着强烈的不确定。
“不，不确定，但我并不介意用多玛姆来做个实验。一旦能对他产生影响，那就意味着也可以对亚空间邪神产生影响。反正就算失败了也不会有什么损失，不是吗？”
在说这番话的时候，左思明显透露出了不怀好意的眼神和语气。
很显然，他给黑暗维度的领主准备了一份不小的惊喜。
……
与此同时，远在漫威宇宙的地球上，科尔森已经返回神盾局总部，向自家局长汇报了整件事情的经过。
尤其是关于至尊法师的部分。
因为他知道，局里追查这件事情已经有很长一段时间了，可是却一直没有得到任何有价值的线索。
古一来去如风的传送法术更是让尼克·弗瑞和安理会的高官们坐立难安。
毕竟这项能力可以随心所欲在任何地方出现并离开，让世界上最严密的安保系统形容虚设，实在是让人很难有安全感。
看着手上详细的书面报告，尼克·弗瑞摸了摸自己光溜溜的脑袋，眉头紧皱的问：“关于这位至尊法师的事情，巴萨扎是怎么知道的？我可不记得你提起过他与什么奇怪的人见过面。”
“抱歉，局长，关于这一点我还没来得及问。但从史塔克先生提供的信息，他们应该知道彼此的存在，甚至是相互认识。”
科尔森把自己知道的内容全部说了出来。
从那张无奈的表情不难看出，他从钢铁侠嘴里获取这些信息费了多大的功夫。
别看在对待朋友的时候，托尼·史塔克不仅表现的非常讲义气，而且还很有人情味。
但这些的前提是首先他要把你当做是朋友。
如果不是，俺么恭喜，他说话的语气跟态度能把你气的想要当场将其活生生的掐死。
在这方面，贾斯丁·汉默、美队等人可以说是深有体会。
“那黑暗维度呢？这就是一个怎样的地方？它的领主多玛姆又有多么强大？”
尼克·弗瑞闭上眼睛揉了揉眉心。
随着这次邪教事件的爆发，他突然感觉整个世界的局势正在朝着失控的方向一路狂奔。
不管是作为地球守护者的至尊法师古一，还是对方提到的维度魔神，都不是现在的人类和安理会能够对付的。
更让他感到担心的是，如果两股超级势力爆发战争，那么地球和人类应该怎么办？ 又会不会沦落到变成双方争斗的战场？
要知道在地球上，大国与大国之间的战争往往都是通过代理的方式，把战场安排在小国境内。
现在的尼克·弗瑞终于明白为什么有人说知道的越多烦恼就越多。
科尔森苦笑着摇了摇头：“不知道。对于这些我们目前没有任何资料和信息可以作为参考。或许那位至尊法师古一阁下知道，但从她的反应来看，显然不打算跟我们接触。”
“唉——好吧，看来我们只能从巴萨扎背后那位神秘的主人身上下手了。
等下次安理会召开会议的时候，我会提出在兑换清单上加一些关于魔法学习和训练的书籍。
我们必须建立起属于自己的施法者培训基地。
否则再面对类似的情况还是会像今天一样无力。”
尼克·弗瑞明显是打算从根源上解决问题。
体会到科技的局限性之后，像他这种也喜欢凡事提前多做几手准备的人自然不会坐以待毙，亦或是把自身的安全寄托在别人身上。
“您确定对方会给吗？”
科尔森明显对此报以怀疑的态度。
如果换成是他就肯定会从源头上进行封锁，然后以此为要挟彻底把地球和人类变成自己控制下的傀儡。
尼克·弗瑞解释道：“不试试怎么知道不行。
我问过巴萨扎，在他的世界，虽然学习魔法非常昂贵，但并不存在什么血统之类的障碍。
一个人足够聪明就能通过学习成为一名法师。
只要能拿到教材、聘请到一位优秀的老师，相信从地球几十亿人口中找出出几千到上万名合格者应该不成问题。
一旦有了自己的施法者，我们就能对这些维度魔神所拥有的力量有一个清晰的认知。”
“希望如此吧。如果您没什么别的吩咐我就先去找个地方睡一觉了。您知道的，我已经整整七十二个小时没有合眼了，现在整个人脑子晕晕沉沉困得要死。”
说着，科尔森忍不住张开嘴打了个哈欠。
尼克·弗瑞十分通情达理的回应道：“去休息吧，我给你放三天假。对了，史塔克那边没出什么大问题吧？”
科尔森赶忙摇了摇头：“没有。
尽管在一头扎进迷雾之后，他摔断了一条胳膊和好几根肋骨，又差点被可怕的诅咒生物杀死。
但好在巴萨扎先生及时出现救下了他，而且还治愈了所有的伤势。
还有就是巴萨扎先生自称是谋杀之神巴尔的子嗣。
至尊法师古一称呼他为流淌着神之血的半神英雄。
可他自己却否认了这一点。”
“我知道了。”
尼克·弗瑞挥手示意自己这位最信任的手下赶紧去睡觉，自己则坐在椅子上双手交叉摆在胸前，整个人隐没在黑暗之中，也不知道究竟在想些什么。
相比起压力爆炸的他而言，刚刚返回自己家里的钢铁侠则显然要轻松得多。
因为原本已经列好愿望清单，准备要在钯中毒死亡之前疯一把他，现在已经恢复到了健康状态。
至少几个月之内都不用再担心中毒的问题。
而且就算毒素有一次积累到危及生命的程度也知道应该去找谁。
所以托尼·史塔克看上去十分的兴奋，不断给自己的人工智能管家下达命令，测试那些巴萨扎作为礼物送给自己的金属。
结果不测不知道、一侧吓一跳。
其中第一块正是费伦大陆鼎鼎有名的精金，其坚硬程度甚至到了根本无法通过常规方式进行加工的程度，就连金刚石钻头在它的面前都会崩裂。
第二块则是来自战锤宇宙阿斯塔特战士动力机甲的陶钢护甲，不光坚硬无比且耐高温、耐腐蚀、耐低温，而且还是不折不扣的绝缘体。
第三块是艾泽拉斯星球的奥金锭，内部充斥着惊人的未知能量，无论是打造武器还是防具都是最上等的材料之一。
第四块是来自诺森德大陆的泰坦神铁，其品质与特性还在奥金锭之上。
“看来这位神之子巴萨扎先生真是给我一份超级大礼，不是吗？”
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.