"You should have said it earlier."
Sun Wukong patted Lu Xiaofeng’s shoulder, "If I knew you still had this relationship, I would definitely not turn hostile."
"I haven’t had time to say it yet." Lu Xiaofeng’s smile was stiff.
"It’s not too late to say it now."
Sun Wukong grinned, "As long as you help me trick that little thing out, I can let everyone here go."
"I’ll try my best."
Lu Xiaofeng nodded despite Tony and others’ attempts to stop him.
"That’s no problem."
Sun Wukong transformed into a handsome young Asian man, and then came to the immobilized Little King Kong and took the purple gourd from his hand.
"This thing looks so familiar."
Sun Wukong touched his chin, opened the purple gourd, and aimed it at the position of the Avengers.
In an instant.
Except Tony and Lu Xiaofeng, everyone else including the Inhumans’ spaceship was sucked in.
"What do you want to do?!"
Knowing that he was no match for them, Tony raised his hand with a tense face.
"Don’t be nervous."
Sun Wukong smiled, grabbed a handful of monkey hair from his body, blew it gently, and transformed into the appearance of Steve, Natasha and others, and nodded with satisfaction:
"Look, now everyone is here, let’s do everything as usual."
"As long as I can get all the power back, your friends will be fine, otherwise, tut, they will be miserable."
In the Himalayas, the biting cold wind blew across the snow-capped peaks, and Strange in the secret room slowly opened his eyes.
"Still not working?"
A hint of gloom flashed in Strange’s eyes.
Because he had devoured too many monsters before, the magic power in his body had been unbalanced, becoming evil and dark.
These dark forces were constantly impacting his consciousness.
Strange didn’t know how long he could hold on.
It was possible that in the next second.
He would be swallowed by the darkness, just like those wizards who secretly practiced black magic in Kamar-Taj.
"Maybe I should ask Constantine, he should be very experienced in this area…"
Strange didn’t want to sit and wait for death, he stood up after thinking for a moment and drew a portal in the air.
"Long time no see, my dear friend."
Before Strange stepped into the portal, the black fog with the smell of sulfur spread, and Mephisto came out wearing a neat black suit, leaning on a cane, smiling.
"Mephisto!!"
Strange’s face darkened instantly. He folded his hands and took up the Eye of Agamotto. A pale golden magic circle appeared under his feet.
"Don’t be nervous, my friend."
Mephisto smiled and said, "I am here to solve your problems. You are suffering from darkness now, aren’t you?"
"So what?"
Strange said coldly, "Do you expect me to believe in you, the devil?"? "
"No, no."
Mephisto chuckled and shook his head, "The relationship between us is not antagonistic. After devouring so many monsters, your soul has long been stained with the breath of hell… Even the Ancient One cannot change this."
"What do you want to say?"
Strange’s expression became colder.
"I just want to make a suggestion." Mephisto said in a faint tone, "Since your soul has been stained with the breath of hell, why not be more thorough."
"You should know."
"After leaving their own dimensions, many hell lords are not stronger than you… We can join forces to trick those hell lords to the earth."
"Heh."
Strange laughed, "I am the Sorcerer Supreme, but you want me to betray Kamar-Taj?"
"No, no, I absolutely don’t mean that. ”
Mephisto smiled harmlessly, "But if the mages of Kamar-Taj saw you like this, they might not let you continue to serve as the Supreme Sorcerer."
"……"
Strange fell silent after hearing this, and it was obvious that he was worried. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)
This is also the reason why he chose to retreat outside instead of inside Kamar-Taj.
In fact, up to now, only his assistant and his good friend Wang know something about his situation.
Other mages are kept in the dark.
"So, why not take a step further?"
Mephisto said patiently: "As long as you devour more dark power, your soul will undergo a qualitative change, which can change your current situation. "
"……"
Strange was even more silent.
He knew that what Mephisto said was true.
If he had not been stolen by Amon, he would have been a demon god now, and that kind of power would be far stronger than he is now.
"What is your purpose?"
All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind. Strange raised his head and stared at the devil in front of him, "Don’t tell me that you just want to help me."
"Of course not."
Mephisto showed a perfect smile, "I want to eliminate some competitors who covet the position of Satan."
"Really."
Strange did not comment.
What Mephisto said did make sense, but the wizards of Kamar-Taj knew that the devil’s words could never be trusted.
Even if he said it very sincerely! !
"You can think about it slowly, my friend, there is still plenty of time. "
Mephisto was not in a hurry. He smiled meaningfully, and his figure faded and disappeared, returning to the hell filled with sulfur and fire.
"How is it? Did Strange agree?"
"I can’t wait!"
In the flames, the figures of other hell lords were jumping, their scarlet eyes were full of greed and impatience.
"Soon."
Mephisto smiled and replied: "He won’t refuse me, and he has no room to refuse."
"Should we be more cautious?"
There are also hell lords who can restrain their greed, "Not long ago, the entire solar system suddenly darkened, and I felt the danger."
"Anyway, we can be resurrected, what are we afraid of."
Another hell lord with three mouths and red skin didn’t think it was a problem.
Because as long as the fragments of the hell dimension are there.
Even if the hell lord is killed, he can be resurrected continuously.
Which of these people here has not been killed by the Ancient One three or five times, and they are still fine.
"Okay, let’s do it. "
Others think so too.
Compared to losing a little bit of the original power, the beliefs on Earth are the biggest.
If they can occupy the majority…
Thinking of this, every Hell Lord looked at other colleagues, with ferocious malice and flashes in their eyes..
