British Isles
There were a few dark, barren and hideous hilltops, and suddenly a flat land of several square kilometers appeared in front. A dry wind without any moisture blew from somewhere, rolling up huge air vortices, making the entire flat land surrounded by mountains full of smoke and foul air. How could you see clearly
An old man in a black windbreaker waved his cane randomly a few times. As he waved his arm, circles of black light emanated from his cane, causing fine ripples in the surrounding space.
The sound of countless insects crawling on the ground around us was heard.
Looking closely, he saw a large group of poisonous insects coming out of the ground and crawling towards him with malicious intent. Only after they felt the familiar magic power contained in the black ripples did they roll on the ground unwillingly for a while and slowly dive back into the ground.
A black cat with a black body and purple green eyes appeared out of nowhere. It slowly licked its shiny right paw with its tongue, then looked at the old man innocently and called softly, "Meow."
This black cat, only about a foot long, is filled with an extremely strange aura.
Its fur is black, so black that it looks like a deep pool that can suck up a person's soul.
Those two green eyes, with a hint of evil in them, looked at the old man as if they were smiling.
"A little evil spirit!" The old man's eyes were burning with the fire of hell. He raised his cane and cast a black magic at the black cat.
"Your Majesty, calm down!"
The air twisted and fluctuated gently, and then as if a curtain was lifted, a figure shrouded in a black robe appeared.
Behind him, there were several strange guys in black armor, each holding a heavy knight's sword that was two meters long.
The black-robed man chuckled a few times and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty Mephisto, there is no need for you to be angry over a little black cat!"
“Meow!”
The black cat jumped into the arms of the man in black robe. The man in black robe stroked the cat and looked at Mephisto with his dark green eyes.
"Necromancer!"
Mephisto looked at the several death knights behind the man in black robe, and there seemed to be soul fire burning in his eyes.
The Necromancer is not his believer. The Necromancer is a worshiper of another dragon lich lord in hell.
"plz follow me!"
The man in black robe walked towards a pure black castle that suddenly appeared in front of him.
The castle's pitch-black door, one meter thick, made of unknown material, as smooth as a mirror but with countless black stripes forming a devil's head, slowly opened.
On both sides of the pitch-black corridor, more than two hundred knights in black armor stood on both sides of the passage with their swords in their hands!
The heavy iron door slammed shut, the dark castle shook, and then disappeared in the dust.
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After walking through the 500-meter-long corridor, several old men in black robes suddenly walked out of the corridor ahead that was as complicated as a spider web.
Mephisto knelt on one knee respectfully and lowered his head.
"My Lord!"
When the black-robed undead wizard saw them appear, he nodded slightly, turned into a cloud of black smoke and disappeared into the passage.
"Little guy, use the power of your Dark Council to find him and sacrifice his soul to me, and I will grant you supreme power!"
In the quaint stone hall, Mephisto looked down at several black-robed wizards kneeling on the ground and said!
He raised his finger and a black mist transformed into a life-size figure.
... ... ..
On the upper floor of the stone chamber, there is a place that is obviously a meeting room. It is decorated extremely luxuriously and magnificently.
The black crystal ball is showing the image of the lower stone chamber.
Such a wonderful surveillance magic that even Mephisto didn’t notice it!
A werewolf covered in hair, wearing ancient leather armor, at least two meters and a half in height, holding a meter and a half long machete in his hand, with his mouth wide open, revealing four large fangs.
"I was shocked that Mephisto put so much effort into the soul of an ordinary person. I thought the old guy would be upset and would show his true form again!" As the werewolf spoke, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and it was obvious that he was planning something.
"Mephisto is famous for his cunningness. Be careful and don't let him cause any trouble. If something really goes wrong, hey, hell, that's not a good place!"
A middle-aged man wearing a black tuxedo that looked extremely old, but the fabric was undoubtedly extremely luxurious, with long wavy hair and a handsome face said:
"Because our family doesn't want to experience the holy war caused by the advent of the devil again!"
He casually pressed his claws on the bluestone railing beside him, and the thick railing was immediately shattered into powder.
A vampire. Judging from the aura he carries, he is a true high-ranking vampire.
"Keep an eye on them, keep an eye on Senator Karl and the wizards who believe in Mephisto. We don't want to provoke the Templar Mage and that guy!"
A few old wizards holding black cats set the tone.
"Demons, for real wizards, demons are nothing more than being used. A demon that appears in its true form is not in the interests of the Dark Council!
Just like what mortals often say, the gods are in heaven! Watch them, if they try to do anything, kill them, a demon's clone, what a good material!"
Several dark bishops looked at each other and laughed horribly at the same time! In the dark castle, there was a sudden gust of cold wind, and countless powerful creatures hiding in the darkness trembled at this laughter full of conspiracy.
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A few days later, Tang's Manor
"Boss, the stuff has been patched up!"
Tang Song played with the big cat and fed the fish in the courtyard, while schools of koi swam in the artificial stream surrounding the courtyard.
Ryan commanded several Germans to carry a suit of armor into the courtyard. The silver armor was more than three meters high and covered with cracks. It was the Destroyer Armor that appeared in the border town of New Mexico.
Tang walked up to the Destroyer armor and placed his palm on it. His spiritual consciousness penetrated the metal layer of the Destroyer and felt the runes hidden inside.
"pity!"
Feeling the intermittent runes inside, Tang Song sighed. Although the cultural relics restoration experts were very skilled and repaired the Destroyer that was shattered by Thor's blow into a decent shape.
Unfortunately, the runes inside had long since shattered into pieces.
"This armor is useless. Take it away and let the people in the weapons research room study it to see what kind of material this metal is made of!"
Two Germanic men carried the glued-together Destroyer armor and were about to send it to the weapons research laboratory.
Tang Song looked at Lai En and asked, "Lai En, has the meat been sent to Siberia?"
Lai En shook his head and said, "Boss, they're already on their way and will be here today!"
"Well! How is Yin Fan's research on adamantium alloy going? Are there any results?"
"At present, the weapons laboratory has produced the first batch of adamantium alloy, but the purity is not high. Shi Zhitian's formula produces secondary adamantium alloy, which is of lower quality than the real adamantium alloy. The strength of vibranium is far greater than that of adamantium alloy. Yin Fan is currently trying to prepare the formula...".
"Hmm? You're so brave!"
As Tang Song was speaking, he raised his brows and suddenly disappeared without a trace.
The next moment, his body appeared behind a rockery several dozen meters away, and he grabbed a figure that was fleeing rapidly.
Radjoyane Amato is a demon, a mixed-blood one. His cheap father is some dark night demon from hell, and his mother is a human.
In the Dark Council, there are many half-demons like him. There are many reasons for the birth of half-demons like them, such as cult sacrifices and experiments of dark wizards.
With his cheap father's talent, he could move freely in the shadows and became the top lurker and spy in the Dark Council.
A wizard who believed in the devil lord Mephisto hired him for 20 million US dollars to investigate the background of this Asian.
If necessary, he can be assassinated directly. Of course, if he is killed, there will be an additional balance of 30 million.
A mortal, Radhoyane Amato, had just crept into the courtyard, holding his poisoned snake-shaped dagger in his backhand.
Tang Song's gaze turned over. The power contained in his eyes was something Radhoyane Amato had only felt in the president of the Dark Council, the prince of the blood clan. But compared with this Asian, the president's aura seemed a little weak.
Radhoyane Amato was trembling, and just as he was about to escape, Tang Song suddenly appeared in front of him.
Radjoyane Amato didn't see Tang Song's movements clearly. He didn't even know how Tang Song discovered him.
By the time he could see Tang Song's face clearly, Tang Song's big hand had already grabbed his neck and lifted him up like a chicken.
"The smell of sulfur!" Tang Song said indifferently: "The breath of the devil, what is your relationship with Mephisto!"
Tang Song could see at a glance the soul essence of the man in front of him, a devil. The only one he had dealt with recently was Mephisto. But did Mephisto really think that he could kill him with the help of this guy, although he was good at hiding and moving forward.
It actually hid it from the big dogs in the manor!
"I.
. ” Just as Radjoyane Amato was about to speak, Ryan came over, smashed his shoulder with two punches, removed his jaw, and shattered his patella with a kick.
He was the one who arranged the security of the manor, but he didn't even know someone had sneaked in, which really made him lose face in front of his boss.
"Take him away and find out what's going on."
Tang Song threw the man aside and two German men dragged him out.
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"Boss! They are from the Soul Church, a notorious cult in the dark world that worships Mephisto, the Lord of Hell. Their location has been revealed!"
In less than ten minutes, a German man with blood on his hands came up to Tang Song and bowed to report.
"Lai En, you haven't done anything for a long time after being injected with serum zero. This is a good opportunity for you to try it out and improve your strength!" Tang Song turned his head to glance at Lai En.
"Yes! Boss!"
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Ryan led twenty card warriors into a warehouse somewhere in northern New York.
About half an hour later, Lai En, who had changed into a full set of Emmanuel alloy-coated armor, came out of the warehouse with a gloomy face and his fully armed subordinates.
In the center of Manhattan, there is a black building that is stacked up layer by layer like a tall tower.
There is a green area about a hundred meters wide around the building, surrounded by an iron fence ten meters high.
A black Lincoln slowly drove into the iron fence and stopped at the entrance of the building.
A middle-aged man with pale skin and wearing a brown suit got out of the car with several middle-aged men with the same strange skin color and showed the badge made of a skull in his hand.
The iron gate at the entrance slid open automatically and gently, the middle-aged man led his people in, and the iron gate closed lightly immediately.
In the hall inside the gate, more than 30 wizards in black robes stood in an arc. When they saw the middle-aged man coming in,
He immediately bowed respectfully and said, "Welcome, Habib Priest."
The priest nodded and said in a deep voice: "Be careful, be careful... I have a bad feeling recently. Those who have the courage to offend our Lord are not that simple. Collect the soul of the psychic girl as soon as possible so that the true power of our Lord can break the seal of the temple mages!"
"Yes, Harpy Priest!"
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"Hehe, summon Mephisto's true body to come. Then, who will the Dark Council listen to?!"
Across the building, in a curtained office on the top floor, the necromancer held his black cat in his arms affectionately, pinched it a few times, and said:
"Well, disrupt their actions... If necessary, you can leak the news to the New York Temple!"
The necromancer chuckled, "Right, right. I guess the Temple Mages wouldn't want another demon lord to come in person. According to our information, who was held back by Dormammu?"
An old man stood beside him with gray hair that was neatly combed and fine wrinkles on his face.
His blue eyes were as bright as two sapphires, his handsome face, his tall and straight body, and his absolutely exquisitely made black suit made him look like a man who had walked out of the Middle Ages.
"Dormammu? Speaker Knowles, do you think Dormammu can hold back the Sorcerer Supreme?"
Knowles glared at him and muttered, "Dracula, don't mention that name."
"Those factions that believe in demons cannot be trusted. How many people do we have at our disposal? What do you think about us killing a clone of the Demon Lord?"
The soul fire under Knowles' black robe flickered wildly, and he thought about it:
"You, me, plus twelve Grand Duke-level vampires and seven orc chieftains, we can probably handle a demon lord!"
Dracula glared at him and said, "Don't have such thoughts. Mephisto's strength is a secret even in Hell. He is very strong. Don't provoke him! What we have to do is to disrupt his arrival!"
Knowles suddenly chuckled and ravaged the poor black cat in his arms.
"If I remember correctly, this kind of work of stopping the arrival of demons was the job of the church in the Middle Ages... ..Huh?"
Knowles looked out the window at the dark sky and saw several helicopters hovering on the roof of the building opposite.
A strong wind blew in their faces, and the hatch of the helicopter transport plane was lowered impatiently before it came to a complete stop. Dozens of members of the Card Squad jumped down from the sky on their Black Magic Skateboards.
A young man wearing a white windbreaker and holding a cane took a step forward and stood on the roof of the building.
Wearing a white windbreaker and having a handsome face, Knowles had sharp eyes. He noticed that the top of the staff was an ancient animal head with two shining silver eyes.
As soon as his eyes came into contact with the two silver eyeballs, he felt a sharp pain in his bones under his black robe as if being cut by a knife.
"It seems that those who dare to provoke Mephisto are ruthless people," Knowles chuckled after seeing the young man's appearance.
"Poor Councillor Harpy, someone has come to his door!"
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"Um!?"
Tang Song felt that he was being watched, so he looked up at the building opposite.
A dozen men in black suits jumped out of the cabin and stood behind Tang Song.
"Boss!" Lai En followed Tang Song's gaze and looked towards the building opposite.
"Let's go!"
Tang Song seemed to be stepping on air. Each step was more than ten meters long. Lai En and a dozen people jumped directly off the building.
Devil worship is very prevalent in the Federation. According to incomplete statistics from the federal government, there are nearly 7,000 cults in the Federation that use slogans of evil gods and demons.
Of course, most of them are defrauding money and sex in the name of evil gods, but there are also some genuine ones.
One of them is the Soul Cult, which worships the God of Souls. They worship the Demon Lord, the King of Hell, Mephisto, and regard him as a god.
These fanatics are willing to sacrifice their souls for their gods.
“Puff, puff, puff—”
In the Soul Church building, twenty card warriors riding on black magic skateboards were floating outside the high-rise building, using the modified assault rifles in their hands to kill the targets inside the building.
Infrared detection glasses make it possible for people in the building to be seen clearly.
A modified assault rifle, the Amand alloy coating on the outer layer of the bullet can easily penetrate the solid structure of reinforced concrete.
Before the Soul Cult followers could react, their bodies were pierced by the whistling bullets.
"Enemy attack!"
Habib was leading more than thirty core followers to pray in front of a demon statue when bullets shot through the wall and knocked down a large number of his followers.
The harpy jumped up angrily, swung the bone ring in his hand, and countless phosphorescent fireballs surged out from the gray and bombarded the poor wall.
Just as these phosphorus fireballs were blasted out, the glasses of the card soldiers riding the Black Magic Skateboards flashed red, and the Black Magic Skateboards took them to quickly avoid the attack range of the phosphorus fireballs.
"Concentrated fire attack!"
After leaving the range of the phosphorus fireball, dozens of card soldiers simultaneously pointed their guns at the large number of black-robed people inside.
“Puff, puff, puff, puff!”
Assault rifles equipped with silencers launched concentrated fire attacks. The surface of the Emand alloy coating made these assault rifles even more powerful than some anti-material firearms!
Even though these black-robed wizards were well prepared and had a layer of black mist covering their bodies, a few unlucky ones were still directly swept away and turned into hornets.
Green rays shot out from the hands of these dark wizards, counterattacking the card soldiers, but compared to their slow reaction speed, the black magic skateboards equipped with intelligent programs circled in the air at a speed close to the speed of sound, and these green rays were easily avoided by the card soldiers.
A strange wind blew past from outside the building that had lost its walls, blowing up some dust and paper scraps, making the vision a little blurry for a moment.
Several dark wizards were chanting spells, seemingly preparing some powerful black magic.
… Several twisted lightning-like sword lights flashed by, and the hearts of these black-robed wizards were pierced by the sharp sword edges.
A silver rapier sank deep into their internal organs, and the violent black water qi on the sword activated the
The internal organs of these wizards were all destroyed. The powerful shock waves rushed directly to their throats, causing them to spit out a mouthful of something mixed with broken internal organ fragments and blood, and then fell limply to the ground, unable to move anymore.
Ryan, wearing adamantium armor, appeared in the hall, holding a silver rapier and killing the remaining black-robed wizards.
Standing on the rooftop of a distant building, the Dark Council Speaker Knowles was peeking in with a pair of military binoculars in his hand. Upon seeing this scene, he swallowed his saliva:
"What a weird method! Hmm, maybe I should cast a constant protective spell on myself!"
Dracula looked at him with disdain and stood in the night wind: "Knowles, as long as you hide your life box, no one in this world can kill you, a necromancer!"
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Hobby looked at the two or three kittens that had died beside him in the blink of an eye. He was so angry that he cursed with gnashing teeth. He bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood. He used both hands to draw a strange magic circle in the air using his heart and blood.
He roared, "Welcome, demons from hell... All of you go to hell."
The ground was shaking even more violently, and dark flames could be vaguely seen coming out of the cracks in the ground.
This member of the Dark Council, the Pope of the Soul Cult, is truly insane, otherwise he would never have used this extremely dangerous move.
If a real devil is summoned, even if he is a subordinate of Mephisto, Hell is so big, who knows what will be summoned. If the enemy of Mephisto is summoned, they will have a lot of fun.
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The raging black flames engulfed half of the floor, and several dark wizards from the Soul Church who had no time to dodge were instantly turned into nothing in the flames.
Black flames, a flaming figure is taking shape, and faintly one can see a fire demon walking towards the world from a river of lava.
"A lord-level fire demon," Knowles looked a little serious. He was a necromancer, and this kind of big demon with fire attribute was his nemesis.
The Demon Lord is second only to the Lord of Hell in hell.
Tang Song brought a dozen people downstairs, and almost half of the building was melted into nothingness by the black flames.
"boss!"
A group of card soldiers have fallen to the ground.
"I am the Fire Lord, Laun"
Ancient hell language rang out from the building! A huge man over four meters tall, made of flames, walked out of the burning building.
Over four meters tall, with a body made entirely of burning black flames, the fire demon looked down at Tang Song and his group.
Two red eyeballs the size of basketballs, revealing a fire of cruelty and madness.
There is burning magma under its feet, and with every step it takes, the solid concrete road beneath its feet will turn into rolling magma.
The Fire Demon stopped and turned to look at the Pope of the Soul Church: "One thousand souls, I will kill them for you! But your soul must also belong to me!" (Hell Language)
The Soul Church Pope and the Dark Council member turned pale, "Lord Flame Demon! My soul has been dedicated to the great Soul God!"
"God of Souls?" (Hell language) The Fire Demon was a little surprised. It took a breath, and two fire dragons circled around the Soul Pope.
"It smells like Mephisto, you nasty guy!"
The flaming demon could hardly conceal his fear in his tone, "Two thousand souls, if that's not enough, I will devour your soul as well and bring it back to Mount Doom."
"Don't worry, sir. I can definitely get two thousand souls!" The Soul Pope breathed a sigh of relief!
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Tang Song looked around. Facing the legendary demon, the soldiers of his card squad were trying to suppress their shock.
However, no one showed any fear. It seems that Kane and his soldiers are well trained!
Tang Song nodded approvingly, quite satisfied.
You know, as the Marvel plot develops, demons may only be small scenes, and the most common ones are alien fleets and the level of cosmic overlords.
If these men he trained are afraid now, what use will they be in the future
To be frank, a card soldier's investment, starting from the house of cards, all kinds of dinosaur meat, nutritional potions, weapons and equipment
After one training session, it is almost equivalent to a life-size golden statue.
Looking at the Flame Demon in front of him, Tang Song's eyes were somewhat disdainful.
Summoning demons, a common method
He has seen a lot of demons during this period. They are ordinary demons, but now even the Ghost Bone Banner has vomited them!
"Laien, I'll leave this Fire Demon to you!"
"Yes! Boss!"
Lai En took a step forward, shook his neck, took off his armor, and suddenly his joints began to crackle.
"Come!"
Lai En stretched out his right palm, hooked his finger, and made a provocative gesture!
"Mortal!" (Hellish)
The fire demon strode forward, and a huge hand made of black flames as big as a dustpan reached out to grab Lai En.
Lai En did not dodge or evade. He clenched his open hands. The clothes on his right arm suddenly burst apart. His muscular arm,
From the forearm to the fist, everything turned black! Covered with black dragon scales.
It smashed hard on the big flaming hand!
"Bang!"
There was only a muffled sound, as if two tanks had collided with each other.
Lai En's body fell heavily downwards, the ground beneath his feet collapsed, and everything under his feet was shaken into powder.
The fire demon took two steps back and looked at Lai En in disbelief. How could a fist hurt fire
"Magic!" (Hellish)
The Fire Demon looked at Lai En's dark dragon-scale arms, roared, and countless sparks spewed out of his mouth.
"Mu'ato, Angsong of the Hadao—" (Hell language)
The fire demon swung his fist, and dozens of lava fireballs the size of water tanks smashed down towards Ryan.
Tang Song and the group of card soldiers behind him were all covered in it!
Lai En stomped the ground quickly, leaving a trail of afterimages, and quickly appeared under the lava fireball, kicking it up one after another.
The dragon claw-like feet kicked the lava fireballs into pieces, but some of them escaped.
Several bodyguards standing behind Tang Song transformed into lizards and soared into the sky, working together to stop the remaining magma ball!
At this moment, a pitch-black fireball with a diameter of three meters came whizzing towards Lai En.
This ball of fire gave off a terrifyingly high temperature, and the dark light made everything around it dark. This ball of light seemed to be able to absorb the light from all around.
The power contained in this fireball was extremely terrifying. Lai En had a vague feeling that if he was hit by this fireball, he would definitely be burned to ashes.
The Fire Demon let out bursts of hideous laughs. He was summoned to the human world, but because of the damn temple formation, his strength was suppressed to one third.
However, its "explosive fireball" is not something humans can deal with!
Lai En took a breath, and his body expanded rapidly. His scales grew wildly, and he quickly expanded to about ten feet. With his muscles all over his body, he turned into a giant dragon man!
As he opened his mouth, a jet of black water blasted towards the black fireball. A thunderous sound was heard in the air, as if a huge cannon was firing, giving people a sense of indestructibility and horror as the sky and the earth were collapsing.
boom!
The black fireball exploded directly by Lai En's roar.
The Flame Demon roared, not wanting to be outdone, and countless flames spewed out towards Lai En.
"laugh!"
Lai En left a trail of afterimages as he suddenly appeared in front of the Fire Demon. With a flick of his dragon claws, he grabbed the Fire Demon's ruby-like heart.
A twisted red soul shadow wants to escape back to hell.
Surrounded by black water, it was submerged in the water.
The Soul Pope who had been hiding behind the Fire Demon was also affected by the black water droplets and was directly beaten into a hornet's nest by countless water droplets.
In the distant building, Knowles and Dracula looked at each other and felt creepy.
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"So strong! No wonder even Mephisto couldn't do anything to him!"
Knowles held his black cat, the fire of his soul flickering under his black robe, and turned his head to Dracula and said!
"So, you are also Mephisto's people!"
A voice sounded behind Knowles.
Knowles felt a chill on his back and turned around stiffly. Tang Song, wearing a white windbreaker, was standing five steps away from him.
Dracula looked at Tang Song with scarlet eyes. The nails on his ten fingers gradually began to grow longer, slowly, one by one. He bent down slightly, ready to go!
Knowles grabbed him and nodded slightly to Tang Song: "Respected strong man, I am Knowles, the speaker of the Dark Council. As you can see, he is a necromancer. This is Duke Dracula. We are not followers of Mephisto and have no intention of offending you!"
"Okay!" Tang Song glanced at him, and his figure flashed and disappeared in front of the two people.
He left just like that, and Knowles was a little confused. Duke Dracula's face suddenly changed, and he pulled Knowles into the darkness.
Hiss, hiss, hiss, the air was flashing with sparks, and a sparkling portal suddenly appeared in the air, and an old white man in a wizard's robe walked out.
He looked at the remaining traces of the fire demon, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. After thinking for a moment, he drew a portal with his staff and walked in.
There was a faint sound of howling wind and snow on the opposite side.
Knowles and Dracula stepped out from the shadows.
"The wizard of the New York Temple, could it be that he noticed it?"
The fire of Knowles' soul flickered as he looked at Dracula, and he was even more perceptive than you, the vampire duke.
Dracula looked at his old friend with a dark face: “… … ..”
Knowles pointed the short stick in his hand toward the sky, and a beam of green fire shot straight up. The green light was so conspicuous in the night sky.
Knowles, Dracula and three other members of the Dark Council, along with their direct subordinates, forty core masters of the Dark Council, disappeared in the wind.
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Kamar-Taj on the Himalayas
Kamar-Taj gives people an unusually deep and steady feeling.
The main hall is about 40 to 50 acres in size, and the ground is paved with extremely solid black volcanic steel rock that is solidified from volcanic lava.
Black volcanic steel rock refers to volcanic rock in which the metal content in the lava exceeds 70%.
This rock is extremely hard.
Because Kamar-Taj had experienced a spell out of control, these volcanic steel rocks were engraved with secret magic patterns, and had extremely strong defenses against all kinds of spells.
Extremely hard and tough black volcanic steel rock was carved into thick floor tiles one meter square and laid on the ground.
The floor tiles are connected with intricately shaped mortise and tenon joints, making the ground of the courtyard appear integrated.
A faint metallic luster can be seen in the gaps between the tiles. It is obvious that metal solution has been poured between the tiles to make the floor more solid.
A sparkling portal appeared in the hall of Kamar-Taj. The many mages practicing in the hall were not surprised and closed their eyes to meditate.
"Master John, long time no see!"
A fat Chinese man stood up and walked towards the white old man who walked out of the portal.
"Master Wang, is the master here? A Fire Demon Lord has broken through the temple's defenses in New York!"
The white-haired Mage John said seriously, "I suspect there is something wrong with the temple's defense!"
The chubby Master Wang was embarrassed: "Master John, Master Gu Yi is in a spiritual journey and is not on Earth now!"
Master John frowned. He knew that there was a period of time every year when Master Ancient One was not in Kamar-Taj, and Christmas in New York was no small matter.
"Master John, how about Master Mordo and I go with you to take a look? If there is a loophole in the temple's defense, the strength of the three of us is enough to repair it!"
When Master Wang mentioned his name, a stern middle-aged man in a gray robe in the hall opened his eyes!
"Master John!"
Mordo saluted towards John.
"Master Mordo!"
Master John returned the greeting, "Thank you for troubling the two masters!"
"It's my job!"
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The night is dark and the wind and rain are getting stronger.
Dark Parliament Castle, London.
The castle of the Dark Council was just like the impression given by its name, dark and depressing, as if misfortune was lurking everywhere. The castle, built of huge black rocks, was densely covered with narrow, dark passages as complicated as spider webs, leading to rooms with dim lights flickering one after another.
There seemed to be people whispering everywhere, but when I listened carefully, I heard nothing. A cold wind was blowing along the passage.
Knowles was holding his black cat, and next to him were Duke Dracula and the werewolf chief of the orc tribe. The three of them had expressionless faces as they sat behind a long oak table that was hundreds of years old.
"The Dark Council belongs to us, and only to us. Whether it's Mephisto or other Lords of Hell, they should just stay in Hell. Why bother coming to the human world to suffer?"
Two balls of green soul fire flickered in Knowles' eye sockets.
He has been a famous dark wizard since the Middle Ages. He has experienced two Crusades and evaded the Vatican's roundup.
He once fought a life-and-death battle with an angel from heaven.
Later, due to the aging of his body, he switched to becoming a necromancer and became the most powerful necromancer in the history of the Dark Council.
The speaker of the Dark Council, he seeks only power and the truth between human souls, demons, what are they.
He had dissected hundreds of demons. Demons were nothing more than disgusting species from another dimension.
If he really wanted to go to hell, he could immediately become a demon lord, a high-level undead demon.
What's so good about hell? Those poor bastards are trying to sneak into the human world in all kinds of ways, even the lords of hell.
Led by Knowles, seven of the thirteen-member committee of the Dark Council brazenly united the twelve clans of the vampires and the elite orcs of the orc tribe to launch a bloody massacre against the councillors who worshipped demons and evil gods.
A pale middle-aged man covered in blood and wearing a tuxedo walked in and gave the three people a medieval gentleman's salute.
Dracula looked at his direct descendant, the Marquis, and asked in a deep voice, "Is it cleaned up!?"
"Master, the rebellious councillors, their churches, and their tribes have all been dealt with!"
The Blood Marquis bowed forward and placed a few things on the table of the parliament, including a shattered crystal ball, an incomplete bone staff, and a blood wolf emblem...
The expressions of Knowles and the other two suddenly relaxed, then quickly tensed. The three of them looked at each other and smiled.
"Move the Dark Castle away first. Mephisto has been here before!"
The fire of Knowles' soul flickered under his black robe, and his skinny and shriveled hands grasped the neck of the black cat in his arms.
In the sand
The huge dark castle sank into the ground like a living thing!
... ... ...
"It's not that there's a problem with the temple's defenses, it's that someone summoned a demon!"
Mage John, Mage Wang, and Mage Mordo came to the place where the Fire Demon fell.
Spells were cast one after another, and the three mages breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the detection results.
The defense of the three major temples is a dimensional defense line set up by the Supreme Sorcerer himself. It has been strengthened by countless mages of Kamar-Taj for hundreds of years. To be honest, if something unexpected really happens, it will be difficult to repair it with the strength of just the three of them.
"Master Wang! The teacher would go on a spiritual journey for a while every year. Do you know where she went?"
After checking and confirming that the Balrog had not broken through the temple's defenses, at the invitation of Master John, Mordo and Master Wang came to visit the New York Temple.
Hearing Mordo's question, Master Wang sat in a comfortable chair, holding a cup of black tea with double milk and double sugar, and kept shaking his head.
"Master Gu Yi is unfathomable, how can I guess what he does!"
Master Wang grabbed a piece of exquisite dessert on the small round table beside him and put it into his mouth.
Modu lowered his head and tasted the black tea in the cup, trying to hide the resentment that flashed across his eyes!
(I feel uncomfortable, as if I have a cold, and veins on my forehead are throbbing!)