As the chief assistant to the Supreme Mage after Casillas, Master Mordo could not understand what the Ancient One did.
Isn't Kama Taj's duty to monitor all space fluctuations on the earth and closely monitor all elements of other worlds?
Now, on Dua's side, a guy with the power of another world has clearly appeared, and he is extremely powerful, and can even defeat Magneto - well, Mordo doesn't think he will lose to Magneto, but he evaluated Reno The fighting prowess I showed was very troublesome.
It can emit energy from a distance and can fight in close combat. At present, except for the unknown mental defense, there are really no shortcomings in other aspects.
But Kama Taj's mages are different, almost all of them are mortals, so when fighting, they often have to be careful to consume some magic to add some magic defense to themselves.
The more powerful Reynolds becomes, the more uneasiness he will cause to Mordo. As the Supreme Mage, Nagu should take action early to examine the source of Reynolds' power in person and confirm that no intruders from another world are coming back.
But Gu Yi didn't, she just sat here, doing nothing, not knowing what she was doing.
Mordo wanted to ask, but looking at Ancient One who closed his eyes again, he hesitated for a moment, and finally left the temple respectfully, deciding to continue his mission to find Casillas.
"Master Modu, I didn't see the king. Where did he go?"
When Mordu passed by a special training ground, a dum bomb greeted him.
"Similar to me, we are doing the same thing. The action against black magicians must not stop." Modu looked at the large group of guys who looked exactly the same in front of him. He paused and hesitated. He really didn't know what to say. What attitude should I take to face these dum bombs?
"I can go too, I'm already a qualified magician."
"Oh, just based on the performance you uploaded to my memory? Let's go to the circus. I know a family who are suffering from the lack of excellent monkeys."
"Shut up, don't forget our identities, we are S.H.I.E.L.D. agents! It is our duty to maintain world peace..."
"Retired agent."
A large group of dummies with different personalities started to quarrel.
No one knows how many clones' memories exist in their heads at the same time. The current dispute may also be deliberately staged, Modu thought.
Anyway, he is not good at dealing with these "geniuses" hand-picked by Gu Yi. In terms of magic qualifications, there are not many outstanding ones among these guys. Most of them have a hard time even accepting the magic particles passed by Emperor Weishan. .
It can only be said that with large numbers, good willpower and strong execution ability, they have won the favor of Ancient One.
"The Supreme Mage clearly does not need such a large number of ascetic monks... but he is still such a poor half-hearted ascetic." Because Modu couldn't understand, he felt more and more that the Supreme Mage was worthy of being the Supreme Mage, and his thoughts were unfathomable.
Mordo didn't bring the dum bombs, no matter what these guys said, they didn't agree.
Just kidding, every ascetic in Kama Taj is an elite mage who needs to be carefully protected. It is impossible to go out to fight until the critical moment when the world war is about to happen and the earth is about to be swallowed up by the demon from another dimension. Their mission is to stay Delve into magic in Karma Taj.
After passing through the portal, Mordo appeared on the streets of New York.
The thoughts of the Supreme Mage cannot be guessed. Maybe this is the gap between him and Ancient One. Therefore, it is indeed more useful to fight a dozen black magicians.
Wearing a strange hood, he walked on the street, accepting the looks of the hurried citizens without changing his expression.
After seeing him, many people immediately changed their expressions, with cautiousness and fear in their eyes, and they stayed away from him.
Modo knew that this must be because of the war that broke out in Westchester, which had an unprecedented impact on ordinary people in modern society. As the core of the war, New York City had hundreds of thousands of people dead, and people here were already panicking.
Of course, there must be some fanatical individuals who worship power extremely. Modu knew without thinking that there might be many warlike or security-seeking people actively looking for Duva, hoping to be parasitized by aliens. , became a member of superhuman beings.
"It's really pitiful, these mortals... But they don't know that this is just a war in the mortal world. Once the demon gods from other dimensions break in, more than just a few people will die."
Mordo felt sad. His character was very paranoid and extremely hateful, but he also felt pity for these living beings - Casillas before taking refuge in Dormammu was roughly like this.
Now that three and a half million people have died, it has greatly shocked the whole world and made everyone nervous. To be honest, if it rises to the level of a dimensional war, it will determine the fate of billions of people around the world. Now This casualty is really insignificant.
"Casillas, I want to see where else you can hide..."
A cold light bloomed in Modu's eyes, and he immediately broke into a black magician's stronghold.
As long as these guys dare to use magic beyond the limit, they will be like fireflies in the dark, emitting a faint light, flashing and flashing, and they will be detected by Karma Taj immediately.
As soon as Mordu broke in, he looked around and saw blood stains and severed limbs on the ground. He alertly used magic to check all traces.
He really hopes to meet Casillas, because at this time, Casillas is definitely at his weakest moment. He has to fight against an opponent like Loki who has magic, divine power, super body and brain, and owes countless debts. Not to mention staying in bed for weeks.
Modu guessed that Casillas may now have symptoms such as high blood pressure, coronary heart disease, and gastric ulcers.
This is the result of Dormammu carrying it. If Casillas is allowed to repay his debt to Sithorn, the god of black magic, he will definitely be tortured by Sithorn and his life will be worse than death.
But alas, there is still no Casillas here.
Mo Du frowned slightly, with a look of regret on his face, but the next second, his eyelids trembled, confirming that someone had already arrived here first.
However, in the fifth room in front, there are still a few fish that have slipped through the net. He can catch some people to find out the information.
"Alien??"
Mordo suddenly turned his head and looked at the creature coming out of the darkness of the building with a look of astonishment. It was like an assassin integrated with the shadow, silently waiting for the opportunity to strike a fatal blow.
The mage watched from close range. These war weapons, which had long been world-famous and coveted by countless people, were killing these black magicians with extremely efficient means.
Glancing towards the room in the distance, he also saw several alien corpses, and the horrific blood corroded the floor with large holes.
"These aliens are just ordinary aliens, and there are many low-level aliens that crawl on all fours..." Modu slowly backed away until he retreated to the corner, focusing on the performance of these guys.
Research on the social structure of aliens is proceeding in an orderly manner among major forces around the world. What is certain is that the social hierarchy of aliens is currently divided into three levels: queen, soldier ants, and worker ants.
Worker ants are the type that crawls on all fours. They are the smallest, can spit blood from a distance, and have the weakest combat power. However, this weakness is also relative. If they are thrown into ordinary people, they will turn into killing gods in minutes.
"Go away, damn things, you should be killing vampires, why is it us!!"
The last black magician who survived yelled in horror. He raised his hand and fired black magic to kill an alien in an instant. He hid far away, but was still splashed by a few drops of blood. His originally intact body was instantly severely injured, and he was covered with blood. At least half of the strength is wasted.
It's just a few drops of blood. No mortal can withstand it, and most superhumans can't withstand the blood that can corrode spaceships.
He wanted to escape, but was surrounded by several aliens and was cut into pieces on the spot.
Mordu frowned. This method of death was a bit cruel, but he would not accuse these aliens of doing something wrong.
"I should have reminded him before he died that his companions were unreliable and had a vampire who learned black magic mixed in. However, we are indeed hunting down the black magician at the same time."
Accompanied by a clear voice, a tall woman came out. She was wearing a red tights, with light red stockings on her slender thighs reaching to the root of her thighs, showing off unscrupulously; her buttocks were swung down with long The hem of the clothes outlines a wonderful arc.
This is a woman who attracts attention wherever she goes, if you ignore the bloody blade she holds in her hand and the weird flame that is always burning on the half of her missing shoulder.
"This is the 'Mephisto's Hellfire' in demonic magic. If it is not cleared away as soon as possible, your soul will eventually belong to Mephisto." Mordu glanced at it and frowned, with a look on his face. A hint of disgust.
They are really evil magicians, a group of villains who not only use black magic with huge consequences, but also dare to use the vicious spells of the great devil of hell!
"Mephisto... I don't know much about this guy. I don't even know if this demon is real."
"All spells, even the lowest level of creating flames, use magic power from a specific magic entity. As long as he successfully uses it, it means that the entity referred to in the magic name actually exists."
Modu looked at the woman who was followed by the alien with an indifferent look on his face. He frowned even more tightly and said with an ugly face: "Are all Duva's subordinates people who have lost their personality after being transformed? Erica... Nakis?"
He didn't want to see the people who followed Dua become so-called "people" who only had the attributes of tools.
"Mage, maybe I should feel flattered that you know my name? Then you should also know that I am from the Hand, and enduring pain is a compulsory course for every ninja."
Erica appeared calm on the surface, but in fact she was in terrible pain all the time.
Fortunately, the alien larvae on her chest had not been attacked and were well preserved. Otherwise, she really couldn't guarantee that she would still be alive now.
"I have sensed the alien in your body. You'd better be careful. If it is burned, you will lose your powerful self-healing ability and will be killed by its blood." Mordo stared closely at Erica's appearance. With hollow shoulders, his expression was extremely serious.
This is the first time that Mordo has personally seen an alien larva that has parasitized into the human body. This thing is lying in Erica's chest, blending with the surrounding flesh, flesh and internal organs. Like a human heart, it has some extremely subtle contractions, which is obvious. It's breathing.
"...Don't worry about this. I will die for various reasons, but I will not die because of this. The people of Kama Taj have too few opportunities to deal with people like me, so they don't understand us, but you will sooner or later." I know." Erica said.
Being parasitized by an alien is equivalent to acquiring genes at the same time. In terms of genes and genetic material, the fusion brought about by parasitic behavior is two-way. As long as Dewar suppresses it and ensures that the larvae will not be parasitic, ordinary people will also have the ability of the alien. Genes with super strength, super self-healing ability, and adaptability to corrosive blood.
The two were talking ten meters apart. Mordo stood alone, believing that he could kill all the aliens including Erica in an instant. Erica was full of fear of Mordo and deliberately kept a distance and did not get closer.
Faced with Mordo's gaze on her shoulder, Erica did not react at all. Both of them have been trained for a long time. Mordo is Kama Taj's second-in-command, and Erica is a former syndicate killer and current alien. The hosts have all undergone high-intensity training on their spirits and thinking. How could they have boring emotions like shyness when they are wary of each other?
This will lower vigilance and combat effectiveness. It is absolutely impossible and must not be allowed to happen to a person who has reached the passing line of combat effectiveness.
"Casillas is not here? We have detected powerful black magic fluctuations."
"Just a few minutes ago, he was still here. It's not just you who are tracking him. We have also been chasing this guy and cleaning out all the black magicians indiscriminately." Erica pointed in one direction and took out several corpses. Show it to Mordo.
To be honest, this job is not easy to do, because the power of black magicians is generally stronger, but they are also mortals and cannot be parasitized by aliens as extraordinary hosts. Therefore, Erica received an order not to leave anyone alive.
You can get a batch of blood aliens by defeating a vampire, but you are losing money by defeating a more difficult black magician, and aliens continue to die.
The only consolation is that most of these aliens are messenger aliens that parasitize ordinary animals. They are very suitable consumables. If there are casualties, Erica will feel distressed, but Dua thinks it is acceptable.
Even if he doesn't die here, Dua will send these messenger aliens to Asgard to join the war.
The most common messenger aliens are more than capable of withstanding temperatures ranging from minus 100 degrees to over 1,000 degrees, and can fight on many planets with harsh environments.
Erica said: "Casillas ended badly after the battle with Rocky. When I arrived, he had just come out of the toilet."
"The problem is indeed serious, so this stronghold is probably one of the toilets he prepared for himself."
Mordo thought he could add one more disease to the list of possible illnesses Casillas might contract: frequent urination.
A mage of Casillas's level can use insignificant magic particles to solve cleaning, excretion and other problems at almost no cost. But even for this, Casillas did not do it, but it shows that his physical condition It was worse than expected. At least there was a big problem with his stomach, which must have been sacrificed to Sithorn as part of the price paid.
There's no way to fix it with magic.
Finally, he opened the portal and ran away, deliberately avoiding all forms of fighting.
Amid mutual vigilance, Erica took the lead to leave with the alien.
"Casillas is not an enemy you can deal with." Mordo couldn't help but said.
Erica glanced at him in surprise and shook her head: "No one can escape unscathed after offending Du Wa. Even if he is the world's top mage, he must pay a heavy price. This is when he attacked Du Wa." It’s doomed when the tiles come out. Moreover, the Sentinels can defeat the enemies that I can’t defeat.”
sentinel? It seems that this is the guy who controls the power of another universe, and he is also the subordinate controlled by Dua.
Mordo looked at Erica who was walking away, paying more attention to these aliens.
"Dua... a dangerous person." Modu turned around and walked into the portal and began to search for the next black magician's stronghold.
…
Erica returned, sat on an alien, and carefully cut the flaming flesh and blood on her body with a blade. From a distance, she could see countless aliens busy.
"It's Reynolds again. After several demonstrations of strength, he has already made this precarious building uninhabitable." Erica shrugged as she looked at a golden beam of light rising into the sky and the subsequent shaking of the ground. .
Reynolds really can't take a moment to rest, always looking for opportunities to test his powerful strength.
But when she took a closer look, Erica realized that she had thought wrong and suspected that there was something wrong with her eyes.
The two buildings that originally stood here, and the one next door where a group of Dumbos lived, have long since disappeared; the building that was their original nest has become riddled with holes and crumbling after several battles. At this time, He was picked up by the sentry with one hand, aimed in one direction and thrown hard. That kind of stretched posture is just like playing basketball.
The sound of the building falling to the ground had every reason for nervous New Yorkers to believe it was a missile explosion.
Erica also saw hundreds of aliens, each with its own division of labor, busy carrying cement and bricks.
"Well, maybe I came to the wrong place. I just went out to kill black magicians and vampires. Why..."
Erica murmured and saw the sentry flying back again.
She found that this guy was really amazing. He was using his super speed and super strength non-stop. One second he was frantically mixing cement with his arms. The cement mixer said yes after seeing it. The next second he appeared dozens of meters away, raising his fist and hitting The foundation was laid with a clang on the ground.
As a result, this extreme display of speed caused countless afterimages of sentinels to appear in the air, and each afterimage was working at full power.
No contractor can refuse such a man, absolutely not, not even Dewar.
More importantly, Erica saw an old man flying into the air with a very ugly expression. He was manipulating countless metals from the air, easily shaping them into thick steel bars, roughly poking them into the ground, and placing them where they should be. position.
"Back? The mission was completed well. Another group of black magicians were killed. That guy Casillas should feel the pain this time."
Duva glanced at Erica, blew the boiling water in the cup symbolically, drank it all, and suggested: "Drink two more glasses of water after completing the mission. The alien will also like that his body is well-hydrated."
Erica stammered: "The alien moved bricks, Magneto made steel bars, and the Sentinels kneaded cement...this..."
This is absolutely an indescribable operation. Erica thinks it is unique. She is afraid that the countless satellites in the sky monitoring this place may have their lenses cracked.
"Don't worry, among all the people who are working hard, Eric is the most skilled one. Have you noticed? Don't question his superb attainments in civil engineering. He is the man who built a steel island in the sea with his bare hands. Now it’s easy to take the lead in building a super building.”
The key is that this steel island is still legal as the headquarters of the Brotherhood, and it is the legal qualification that Magneto "bought" with money.
You see, you can even build an island. You can even calculate the structure of the island, the buoyancy of the sea water, the layout of the buildings on the island, etc., so it would be easy for Dua to call him over to build a building, right?
Dewar also lamented from the bottom of his heart that Magneto is indeed an all-round talent, and his adaptability to various situations far exceeds Professor X's.
"In the past, the conditions were not ripe, and there was no need to rebuild." Dewar said, "Now the time is ripe, and it has reached the point where demolition is no longer possible. The impact of Reynolds when he attacked Magneto destroyed the load-bearing wall. , making this building, which is about to be demolished, completely uninhabitable.”
"You don't have to hide it in front of me. You just think that with Magneto and Sentinel, these two people can complete the construction of a super building." Erica felt that her three views were a bit exploded, especially towards Magneto. , with a new understanding.
"When people think of Magneto, it's easy to think of him controlling a bunch of metal and blasting away, but he's also a terminator of earth and wood."
After a while, the super building already had its preliminary outline.
As for the cooling of steel and concrete, the Sentinel will also freeze and breathe, and just use energy to wash away some parts repeatedly.
After a while, Magneto flew down with a gloomy expression and looked at Dua indifferently: "I have fulfilled the conditions you mentioned. Also, if you ask me to do such a thing again in the future, our relationship will end here."
"I saved your life. It's not too much for you to help me build a building. Besides, you can see that I really need a building as my headquarters. I can't always live in the original broken building."
Du Wa said calmly: "Besides, there will be no next time. I will not allow anyone to wantonly destroy my building - the super building. They will die in my hands before they do it."
Magneto's expression became even more gloomy: "Anyway, kid, I want to thank you for this matter - I have never expressed my gratitude to a person so solemnly, and what surprises me even more is that you actually took advantage of me while I was sleeping. At that time, the alien parasitized me."
Building a house is not the problem, parasitism is.
Although Magneto was mentally prepared, considering the several times he had dealt with Dua, he believed that Dua should be a very principled and dignified man.
Magneto had some illusions in his heart and felt that such a man who kept his word should not take advantage of others' danger.
Turns out he guessed wrong.
Magneto seriously overestimated one thing: the moral standards of the dog-eat-dog Dewar when facing a high-quality host.
Moreover, this host is still a Magneto who cannot use magnetism and whose body is only one or two times stronger than a mortal body.
"Eric, we are friends. Also, please don't speak in such a tone. It can easily give me the impression that you are making a risky attempt to bet on what is coming out of your pants."
Duva's expression did not change at all. He knew that Magneto wanted to kill him at this moment. If he could not kill him, he would also make a plan to get rid of the larvae so that he could make adequate action assessments.
For such a proud person, being parasitized by an alien larva is undoubtedly a huge insult.
Therefore, Dewar has shifted all his attention from Reynolds to Magneto, monitoring all of Magneto's status at all times. If Magneto makes any bad move, he will immediately stop it through the alien larvae.
"I have to do this. Don't forget, no one can be sure whether the hallucinations in your head have been cleared. What if there are new psychological hints that have not been discovered by you, and you wake up and run away again? What should I do? What would I do if you were me?" Dua looked at the gloomy old man in front of him.
"Then you should kill me instead of using the alien larvae to control me!!" Magneto finally roared unbearably. He had an urge to control the powerful electromagnetic force and cut out the alien larvae in his chest!
But as soon as he has this idea, the alien larvae in his body will try every means to stop him, mobilizing every nerve, every muscle, and every bone in his body, including the larvae themselves that have replaced the heart, lungs and other organs. Reject the neural signals sent from Magneto's brain.
This is the embarrassment of people who are parasitized by aliens but have never had their breasts broken: the brain is still their own and can still issue commands to the body, but will the nerve signals sent by the brain be successfully received by other parts of the body? This "reception" Whether it was accidentally missed by the alien larvae or whether it was silently approved, no one knows.
Therefore, Magneto really wanted to fight Dewar in the hope of dying together. Even if it didn't work out, he would have to fight the Sentinel who defeated him. At least he had the power to commit suicide.
As a result, the body becomes inoperable.
As for using only the power of the brain to forcibly control magnetism? Although it was difficult, Magneto wanted to try.
"Eric, I know you want to control electromagnetic force with only your brain. From the time you woke up to now, you have been looking for opportunities to kill me."
Dua sighed and felt a little embarrassed: "Let's not talk about it for a moment. My larvae already possess your genes. How likely is it to be able to forge the neural signals of your brain and complete the deception of your brain - I just don't want to do it to you. That's all. So, what happens after you kill me? Cause the many aliens I released around the world to go berserk, just like what you did in Westchester before? By then, countless queens will secretly reproduce around the world, I don’t need to say more about the negative impact it will have on mutants, right?”
Dua paused: "What's more, if I die, you won't be able to survive. Being parasitized by my alien is one thing. Reynolds has also been watching here. He will attack you faster before you take action. If you do it, you don't have Hogs' ancient body to withstand his instant burst."
Magneto doesn't know any Hogs.
This guy may be an unknown person who left his name in history but was eliminated by history. Dua always knows a lot of things in the cracks of history and can pull out good things from the nooks and crannies, Magneto thought.
"You survived the hands of a dangerous guy like the Master of Illusion, withstood Reynolds' attack, and now you have regained consciousness - at least for the time being, but it won't surprise me if you go berserk again in the future. In addition, you were beaten to death by Reynolds, and you were unable to actively use electromagnetic force. I used alien parasitism to parasitize you, giving you strong self-healing ability. Otherwise, no one knows whether you could wake up."
Duva spread his hands. This was Magneto. If it had been anyone else, he wouldn't be able to talk nonsense and just use force.
Magneto sneered: "According to you, I should still thank you?"
"You're welcome, let's just settle the construction expenses. It's not easy to use magnets to get so many building materials for me," Dua said.
"That's enough! I won't obey your orders. I have more important things to do!! Charles still needs my protection, and the great cause of mutants still needs me!" Magneto flew into the sky angrily, He hadn't been so angry in many, many years.
Reynolds looked at him with concern, and his muscles were tense, ready to launch a critical attack on Magneto at any time. He had already established a psychological advantage over Magneto, and wanted to hit Magneto again to satisfy his addiction.
"Boy, you were lucky to win last time. If I were sober, I would never reveal such an obvious flaw and let you use alien blood against me."
Magneto suppressed his anger and issued a terrible warning to Reynolds, who was eager to try: "Now, I also have alien blood. I now have the physique and extra genes you have."
After saying that, he quickly flew away without looking back.
Magneto really didn't want to look at Dewar anymore, he was so annoyed.
"Just let him go? Don't listen to his nonsense, I can kill him." Reynolds approached Dewar.
"You can kill him, is it possible that you can also kill Professor Don’t do it in the first place.”
Want to kill the X-Men? Don't forget, the unconscious Professor X is accompanied by Jean Gray.
If we don't take action against the X-Men now and just think about solving Magneto, when Professor X wakes up, there will be big trouble.
Duva carefully evaluated his mental defense capabilities. Considering the overall strength of the alien army, he should not be able to perfectly resist Professor X's mind control.
"Furthermore, what makes you think that Magneto can escape my control if he leaves alone? I just don't want to force him to do anything, not that I can't! When I encounter a strong enemy in the future, I will ask him to take action again. It's not too late." Dua shifted his gaze and admired his brand new building.
Reynolds still couldn't understand: "Then what if he goes crazy again?"
Dua glanced at Reynolds with concern: "That's just an excuse for me to persuade Magneto, just an excuse."
Even if there are still psychological suggestions left in Magneto's brain, it is a time bomb, but don't forget...
Magneto now has an extra brain in his chest.
One brain is tricked, unless an Illusion Master No. 2 pops out and pulls the second brain into the illusion.
Or someone like the Master of Illusion, who controls two brains at once from the beginning.
Otherwise, the two brains can completely cooperate with each other and get rid of the illusion.
(End of chapter)
