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Steve said coldly, his words and his presence carrying a huge pressure.

Whitehall, the leader of the Skeleton Commandos who had lived since World War II and the old snakehead of Hydra who had gained immortality through the serum, felt an indescribable sense of familiarity in Steve's body.

He saw two shadows in this man.

One is the crazy Austrian art failure, and the other is the red steel in the icy Siberian wind.

They are completely different in many ways, but there is only one thing: their unique and untouchable temperament and confidence that no one can imitate.

But the people of the motherland are undoubtedly stronger than them! Steel is strong but easily eroded, while gold is immortal but weak. The people of the motherland are the steel that cannot be eroded, and the gold that cannot be forged.

These two former shadows made Whitehall's proud heart completely succumb.

"What do I need to do?"

Whitehall lowered his proud head and offered his loyalty to his former enemy.

"Go and incite the world, incite the coming of war!" the motherland said sternly, raising his right hand high and clenching it tightly!

"Let blood and fire remove all weakness! Let everything that was once golden return to this world!"

"Hail Hydar!!!"

…

"Wakanda...the last time I came here was thirty years ago."

Mordo, who led a group of mystics to tear open the portal and arrived in Wakanda, looked at the high-tech city and sighed.

"It's still the same as it was thirty years ago..."

"Wakanda has the most advanced technology and the most superior mineral veins in the world...Why didn't His Holiness choose them as the prospects for human development?"

Casillas looked at the country, which was completely different from the outside world, and said with confusion.

"Because this country... has too many products that are not in line with human colors." Modu said lightly.

"Wakanda is a country built on divine authority. The cat god Buster is the real master here. Wakanda's civilization and superiority are only based on the interference of gods."

"It is undeniable that their skills and abilities are derived from their own abilities, but the source of all this can be traced back to the 'help' of the gods."

For those gods who lived higher up in time, it was not difficult to create a great civilization.

They only need to push the process of history a little at the right time, and civilization can easily bloom with dazzling brilliance. It's just that most gods disdain this, and Kama Taj doesn't allow gods to interfere in the mortal world.

Wakanda's technology and civilization were indeed built by them, but if Bastet hadn't intervened in the first place, even if they were sitting on the vibranium mine that fell from the sky, they would have been just a group of primitive tribes dancing around the vibranium. .

"Mage Hamil is investigating the surrounding situation... He is back."

With a broken hand and wearing a Taoist robe, the old mage Hamil walked out of the opened portal with a solemn expression. He did not speak, but just handed a handful of dark soil into Modu's hand.

"This is Dormammu's dark magic."

Mo Du looked at the dark concrete in his palm with a solemn expression. The life vitality was completely stripped away, leaving only the mud that looked like crystallization and hardening. It was undoubtedly the result of being infected by Dormammu's dark power.

"It seems that the new king of Wakanda is indeed connected with Dormammu." Hamill said seriously

"This is no longer a matter for mortals." Modu picked up the cane on his waist and said seriously to the elite mystic mage of Kama Taj behind him.

"Go and set up the space barrier that blocks Wakanda to ensure that the guy infected with Dormammu's power cannot escape from here - Casillas, you come with me."

"Let's go fix this!"

After saying that, Modu flicked the hanging ring in his hand, and the door opened by the raging ring of fire unfolded in front of his eyes.

He silently walked into it with his cane. What he wanted to do was just what Gu Yi had done countless times before.

The kind-hearted and joking Mage Ancient One has countless times defeated idiots who tried to taint the power of those evil dimensions. Whether it was a cultist or a fallen mystic, Ancient One's hands were already stained with the blood of those who triggered the rules of Kama Taj.

Of course, Mo Du was also contaminated, and after this, the number of people contaminated will definitely not be a minority.

There is always a shortage of people in this world who are willing to kneel down before powerful beings. The Supreme Mage prevents humans from contacting gods and demons because he is too aware of the bad nature of mortals.

The king who tried to live forever, the king who tried to make his country stronger, no matter what his purpose or starting point, the moment he was contaminated with such power——

He no longer has the foundation to stand here.

"Eric Stevens."

Mordo's door opened directly into the King's Hall of Wakanda, and right here, on the throne, Eric seemed to have known it for a long time, waiting quietly in this alone hall.

Modu said the other party's name in an extremely cold voice, and then raised his scepter.

"You are tainted by a power that will never change."

"Really? Because my beating heart is so strong, will the self-righteous Earth police come to enforce justice?"

Eric responded in a yin and yang manner. That's just the way he is. He likes to be yin and yang to see who is unhappy.

He was also unhappy with Karma Taj, not only because they wanted to kill him, but also because he disliked the way these guys went about enforcing the law.

"Dormammu's dark magic will corrupt mankind and drag us into a dark future. We have no intention of interfering in the war between you, but you who have been contaminated by Dormammu's dark power must be punished!"

Mordu's hands were filled with the sacred magic power of Emperor Weishan, and under the light of that magic power, a dark aura rose up from Eric's body.

"Fallen man!"

After confirming that the person in front of him was undoubtedly the holder of Dormammu's power, Mordo said in disgust.

"Fallen? We just asked for some power that you didn't allow us to get. What about you? Aren't you mystics just a group of guys who kneel down to the dimensional demon?" Eric said sarcastically.

"We have never knelt down to the Dimension Demon." Modu said coldly.

"Ours is a transaction, and yours is a beggar. You sold the future of mankind and the earth in exchange for this power. Whether as a life on the earth or a member of the human race, I have the right to judge you!"

"The logic is rigorous and impeccable!" Eric laughed and applauded.

"But unfortunately, there are always people who don't want to follow your track."

Even though Mordo's reaction speed was very fast, and even though he was well prepared and opened no less than ten layers of Seraphim Shield in front of him in an instant, the sudden betrayal still deeply hurt him!

The howling green flames condensed into a terrifying dragon shape, roaring and bombarding Modu's back.

The impact was huge, but what was undoubtedly more terrifying was the chaotic and primitive wild power that eroded and defeated the magic power of the Seraphim Shield, knocking Mordo directly away!

"Cassie...Lias!!!"

The lower half of his body was burned by the flames of evil energy and covered with herpes. While using magic to forcibly stabilize the chaotic evil energy running around in his body, Modu looked at his junior brother who suddenly betrayed and roared.

"You don't have to look at me like that. You expected it, didn't you?"

Casillas calmly put down his hands, even though they were still wrapped with immortal demonic fire. He looked at Mordo, his blue eyes had been replaced by scarlet.

"I need power, I need the power to change everything..." he said softly

Casillas found Karma Taj on his own. It is true that he has the talent to become a mystic, but he is always one of the few who truly found Karma Taj on his own.

Most people with mystic qualifications passively embark on this path, but Casillas, like the future Strange, actively searches for it on his own.

It’s just that Strange found Karma Taj in order to heal his hand, while Casillas... came to find his wife and son who died tragically.

He wants the power to restore everything and save everything. He has talent, perseverance, and knows how to adapt. He is second only to Mordo as a mystic in Kama Taj, but all of this cannot be exchanged for him. Return.

From beginning to end, Gu Yi still didn't tell him the way to change everything.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Casillas gradually discovered that he could not find the possibility to fulfill his long-cherished wish in Kamal Taj and Vishan Emperor.

What's even more ironic is that at this time, he discovered Gu Yi's secret. He paranoidly believed that Gu Yi was hiding this power secretly...

He should have turned to Dormammu's arms, but in his madness and disappointment, he turned into a radical lunatic, thinking about destroying the three holy sanctuaries and dedicating the world to Dormammu. But now, all that has changed.

He found another ally.

"You opened that portal!" Modu gritted his teeth and said.

"Yes, as expected, Master Hamil and the others should have triggered the spells I left behind by now, and I don't know which dimension they were exiled to." Casillas laughed.

"But don't worry, those plane-exile beacons won't let them fall too far, but at least for a long time, they won't be able to come back."

Casillas's palm flashed crimson light, Mordo's eyes widened and he roared

"Sithorn's power? Are you crazy?! You don't know the price of borrowing the power of the Great Demon Shadow..."

"This is not my power." Casillas smiled mockingly.

"This is just a little help I got from a girl...Modu, you probably don't know how many dimensional demons are ready to take action since Ancient One was assassinated."

Mordo calmed down, and he realized that the magic power currently surging in Casillas's body, replacing the positive form of Vishandi, was not Sithorn's dark power.

It's not like magic at all, but more like an extremely chaotic cosmic secret energy... Although there are no disgusting and crazy thoughts of those dimensional demons, its chaotic nature still makes human beings feel... Instinct disgust and fear.

"I embraced evil!" Casillas raised his arms enthusiastically

"You can't understand how great this original power of the universe is! There is no need to pay any price or bow down to any god. This power belongs to me!!!"

Fel energy can be said to be the top two most reliable power in the Warcraft universe, second only to arcane magic in terms of absolute stability.

Of course, it has various side effects, such as polluting the environment, absorbing souls, and making users go crazy.

But no matter what, it is much more reliable than the lending magic of the Marvel world. After all, no matter what, this power will always belong to you in the end.

"...Don't you understand that it's impossible for you to resurrect your wife?" Modu said calmly

"No one in this world can save you from your doomed death. Even if you seek refuge with Mephisto, what you save will not be your wife. No one can conquer death."

"I know." Casillas looked at him calmly

"Just like the Ancient One also knew my future, he even knew that my wife was destined to die. She even stood by and stood by just to let me enter Kama Taj."

"Even when she let me find out that I had stolen Dormammu's power... Mordo, I was just a sacrifice."

"A living sacrifice that makes Stephen Strange the natural choice for becoming the Sorcerer Supreme."

81. Stark wakes up

Ancient One is a cruel person.

This is inevitable for those who embrace the big picture.

Especially since Ancient One can also observe the future timeline, the Eye of Agamotto was frequently used when she had it in her hands.

She has explored many timelines. She knew that the Avengers came back to find her after the Battle of New York. They pointed out Strange's location in front of the Hulk without hesitation. She knew that Strange would definitely find her. He came to her with a wound on his hand. Of course she also knew the tragedy of Casillas. She knew everything that happened after his death.

But even if she knew, she would never change it, and would even intentionally guide it all.

Because that leads to a correct and beautiful future.

Casillas's tragedy prompted him to enter Karma Taj, and also prompted him to abandon Karma Taj and switch to Dormammu, and finally became an important factor in stimulating Strange.

Because of this, Gu Yi will never change even if he witnesses tragedy. The Venerable who overlooks the long river of history is ruthless and looks at everything equally. Her calm thinking always understands one thing - human tragedies always originate from themselves. As an observer of fate, all she has to do is choose the most suitable timeline and watch.

The heaven and the earth are unkind and treat all living things like straw dogs. The saints are unkind and treat the common people like straw dogs.

"Look, when I tell the truth, Mordo, you can't even refute me."

Casillas looked at the speechless Morton calmly and said lightly

The knowledge of all this was the root of Casillas's betrayal, and he did not choose to switch to Dormammu, but sold himself for a higher and more suitable price.

Compared with the Lord of Darkness who clamored to destroy the earth all day long, and even came to collect debts and was slapped on the head by Ancient One, Casillas's current partner was obviously more suitable.

"It seems that the 'infighting' between you has finally come to an end."

Eric smiled and walked off the throne, and Mordo suddenly burst out and wanted to kill him, but found that the soles of his feet were covered with many blasphemous and complicated evil runes.

Since all this is a trap, then everyone must have been prepared.

The most important thing about a mystic is not his magic power and spell level, but his 'preparation'

Mordo, who had a premonition of his fate, closed his eyes. Casillas stretched out his hand, and the surging evil energy condensed into a huge crystal, sealing Mordo in it.

"I will tell other mystics that Mordo died in the battle with Dormammu." Casillas said softly

Then, he will naturally take over Modu's responsibilities and become the new agent of the Supreme Mage.

"So, everything goes according to plan."

Casillas glanced at the corner of the palace and whispered to Eric

"This long and protracted war will last until the moment of natural disaster."

"Thousands of lives will be sacrificed to the gods as sacrifices. The ancient gods who slept at the end of ancient time will return, and the earth will also usher in a new change!"

…

The disaster in Washington is like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of every American.

Even though this group of white trash has a very low level of education due to the corruption of happy education, and may not be able to memorize all the multiplication tables, they have no idea what countries are in Africa, but it does not prevent them from realizing one thing.