A certain sword soul's infinite journey

Modu struggled to raise his head, looking at Gu Yi with red eyes and shouting.

"Why don't you let me kill these traitors?"

"Because they're still useful."

Master Gu Yi sighed softly and explained, then turned to look at Seymour and the little black cat and said, "I'm sorry, both of you, a few months ago, the best friend of Master Mordo died when the leader of the defected mage—— Casillas, the reason why he volunteered to follow me this time is also because he is eager to know about the Lord of the Dark Dimension..."

Seymour looked at Master Modu sympathetically and said, "It's understandable, but I would probably be more excited than him."

The little black cat didn't care about what happened to Modu, but looked at Gu Yidao with black lines all over his head: "Because of the Lord of the Dark Dimension? You knew that we were going to bring the followers of the Lord of the Dark Dimension here?"

Gu Yi shook his head and said: "No, I just vaguely know that you will come, and I also vaguely know that the matter is related to the Lord of the Dark Dimension, but I don't know the specific situation, otherwise, I will definitely not agree to accompany Mo Du request."

"..." Master Modu's eyes darkened, and his bound hands no longer struggled.

The little black cat still didn't believe Gu Yi's words, so it set its eyes on the Eye of Agamotto on Gu Yi's chest.

Feeling the little black cat's gaze, Gu Yi shook his head and said, "I will never use the power of the time gem lightly. I don't think anyone knows this better than your brother. He also has a power similar to the time gem. Power, at such a close distance, no matter what kind of time fluctuations can't hide from his eyes."

Seeing that Gu Yi carried out his elder brother, the little black cat immediately stopped talking.

Seymour was a bit Alexander by the side of the two Kryptonian warriors, caught the gap and quickly said: "In this case, the matter of defecting from the mage and the Lord of the Dark Dimension will be left to the Supreme Mage...Little Master Mo, let's say goodbye! "

"Huh?" The little black cat turned his head when he heard the words, glanced at Seymour and asked unhappily, "Is it just the matter of these bastards approaching you and Leah with malicious intentions?"

"There's no need to make a fuss about it, it might just be a coincidence..."

"Not a coincidence."

The Kryptonian warrior who had been taciturn all this time suddenly spoke, and once he spoke, all the eyes of the audience were attracted to him.

Facing everyone's eyes, the Kryptonian soldier said in a deep voice: "I saw it at the time, his eyes were on the mistress the whole time, and when he finally scanned the QR code to check out, he even wanted to quietly pull out a hair of the mistress— —I saw this scene before I shot him to stop him, but I didn’t expect him to be so fragile, he turned into a fool before I tried hard..."

"Then why didn't you say it before?"

Seymour's eyes widened, and he stared at the Kryptonian warrior for a long time before he managed to say a word.

The tall warrior fell silent, and after two or three seconds, he slowly said: "Because you didn't ask..."

The Kryptonian soldier's tone was very calm, even with a trace of patience and surprise, as if he was explaining a very simple common sense and reason to the mentally retarded with underdeveloped brain.

The corners of Seymour's mouth twitched slightly, his hands clenched into fists, and the veins on his forehead swelled.

If he hadn't just learned about the Kryptonian's abnormality from the little black cat, and knew that he couldn't beat this guy, he would have drawn his sword and fought this idiot with muscles but no brains to the death!

"So, they're following Leah?"

Gu Yi looked thoughtfully at the dark believers in the center.

This is not difficult to understand. After all, Leah is an elf transformed by ether particles, and her power comes from the infinite gems. Whether it is a potential enemy or a medium for indirect contact with ether particles, it is worthy of Dormammu's special plan.

It's a pity that Dormammu obviously didn't realize how much trouble this plan would bring him...

Thinking of this, the corner of Gu Yi's mouth slightly raised, looked at Seymour and the little black cat again and said with a light smile: "I understand, thank you for the information you brought, now, I am going to take this dark believer away, if you are not in a hurry If you want to leave, you can also visit around the New York Temple or Karma Taj.”

"No need!" Seymour said angrily, looking at the silent Kryptonian strong man with black lines all over his head, "I have to go back and tell Master the news, I think he will need it..."

"Indeed!" Gu nodded and said, "Then I won't keep you guys, Master Modu, see you off!"

After finishing speaking, Gu Yi stood up, walked behind the screen with his hands behind his back, and the dark believer who fell on the ground also floated up under the action of invisible force, and flew slowly towards the direction where Gu Yi left.

At the same time, the magic rope binding Modu split instantly, splashing into countless yellow sparks and dissipating in the air.

Modu stood up from the ground, rubbed his sore wrist, and said to everyone with a gloomy and respectful expression, "Everyone, please follow me."

After speaking, without waiting for any response from the crowd, Modu walked towards the gate first.

Seymour and the Kryptonian warriors around him looked at each other, until they were sent outside the gate of the New York Temple by Master Mordo, Seymour couldn't help lowering his voice and asked, "Uncle Mo, what's going on, why do I feel that the Supreme Master Isn’t the mage’s reaction not quite right?”

"Of course something is wrong!" the little black cat said angrily, "I wish you could tell your brother the news quickly so that he can help deal with the Lord of the Dark Dimension!"

"Ah?!" Seymour's eyes widened, and he finally came to his senses. After thinking bitterly for a while, he asked in a low voice, "Then little Master Mo, do we still have to tell Master?"

"Of course!" A icy coldness flashed in the little black cat's eyes, "Not only do we have to tell our brother, but we also have to deal with the defected dark believers before the supreme mage, hehe, a group of ants dare to move their minds on Leah. Tired and crooked!——You two, have you recorded the breath of that guy just now?"

The two Kryptonian warriors nodded in unison: "Remember it."

The little black cat jumped on top of Seymour's head, and said in a cold tone: "Then go, find the base camp of those defecting mages, and then tell us and brother the news!"

"Yes, young master!"

The two Kryptonian fighters responded blankly, and without any movement, their bodies wrapped in black armor rose into the sky, broke through the sonic boom in an instant, and disappeared into the clouds as two white trails.

Chapter 861 Dark Ritual

In the dimly lit church, a group of mages with dark red marks on the center of their brows stood in the shadows, making weird and strange gestures with their hands, looking at the slowly rotating red spark magic symbol in the center of the church, revealing Pious and fanatical look.

There is no doubt that they are the group of dark believers who defected from Karma Taj.

And in the C position in the middle of them, the tall, expressionless middle-aged man with eyes like dark purple coke is the genius mage that Gu Yi would feel sorry for every time he mentioned it——Casillas.

Since his defection from Kama Taj, Casillas has held rituals to summon the Lord of the Dark Dimension many times, but no matter how standard the rituals he performed and how pious the spells he uttered, Dormammu never really Responding to him, at most, they only granted them the authority of dimension agents, allowing them to absorb the power of the dark dimension like the ancient one.

But not long ago, the great Lord of the Dark Dimension approached him personally, and declared that he would plot the earth with another great being from hell. This made Casillas very excited, and even forgot about mortals for a time The body cannot look directly at the taboo of the Lord of the Dark Dimension, causing the eyes to become the look of neither human nor ghost at this moment.

In this regard, Casillas was a little apprehensive at first, but after discovering that his master didn't seem to care about his offense, this apprehension turned into a kind of faint superiority and pride.

After all, not every mage is qualified to look directly at the gods with a mortal body.

And Casillas survived after seeing Dormammu's true nature.

This kind of experience is a legend among the dark believers led by Casillas. Therefore, under the guidance of Casillas himself, this appearance of being eroded by the dark power has not surprisingly changed into a legend. It has become a symbol of status and piety, and every believer in the darkness longs for one day to be eroded by the power of darkness...

If Gu Yi knew what they were thinking at this moment, he would definitely feel sad for his former disciple.

Because at the very beginning, Casillas just wanted to be like the supreme mage Ancient One, using the power drawn from the dark dimension to strengthen himself, so as to achieve the goal of immortality.

But he is not Gu Yi after all.

The power that Ancient One absorbed was forcibly snatched from the dark dimension. She was able to maintain herself under the erosion of dark power, and even ignored Dormammu's bewitching and used it for her own use. It does not mean that Casillas can do the same. With the continuous erosion of dark forces, Casillas and his followers today have completely lost themselves and become puppets of the dark dimension.

Now, Dormammu, the supreme master of the dark dimension, wants to devour this planet. As a servant, I must satisfy his greedy desire to devour...

Casillas beckoned expressionlessly, and the two dark believers walked into the shadows immediately, and five seconds later they carried an unconscious man in a yellow mage robe back to the center of the church.

Immediately afterwards, the two dark believers worked together and threw the unconscious man's body high. All the dark believers surrounded by red sparks waved their arms at the same time, and threw a magical long whip made of pure yellow sparks around the top of the church. The beams of the house hung down, completely binding the unconscious man's limbs, causing him to stop on the constantly rotating red spark symbol by a hair's breadth.

In an instant, the severe pain of being torn by the magic whip came from the limbs, and the comatose man woke up instantly, looking angrily at the pious and fanatical dark believers around him.

"Damn dark believers! Let me go! Otherwise, the supreme mage will not let you go!"

"Shh-"

Casillas frowned, raised his hand to his lips in a gesture of silence, then stepped forward, walking slowly under the eyes of the male mage who was frightened and angry.

"Shut your mouth, the great master of the dark dimension is always watching here..."

"Really?" The male mage calmed down, a face full of disdain and sarcasm showing on his blood-stained face, "Then why hasn't your great master of the dark dimension descended to Earth yet? Look here, I'm yuck! It's just a robber and thief who covets the earth, and he is the same as other dimensional demon gods..."

"Pfft-"

Before he finished speaking, Casillas quickly pulled out a delicate dagger from his back, and without hesitation plunged it into the mouth of the male mage, twisted his wrist lightly, and cut off a piece of bloody tongue.

The dark believer on the side quickly caught the tongue with a black metal container, and then placed the black container under the angry male mage, followed by the bright red blood that kept leaving his mouth.

"Daniel, you know I've always admired you."

While wiping the blood on the dagger, Casillas said indifferently: "So I think, the great Lord of the Dark Dimension should also like you as a sacrifice."

Daniel grinned the corner of his mouth full of blood, and said under Casillas' indifferent gaze: "Ka... Casili... Yas, the Supreme Mage... will not let you go... sooner or later... we will See you in hell..."

Without his tongue, Daniel still made an indistinct sound with the help of mana vibrations.

Casillas is not surprised. He has been against Kama Taj for so many years. He has seen countless tough mages who are tough and traditional. I don't know at all that the Supreme Mage, whom I have always respected, is actually the same as him, relying on absorbing the power of the dark dimension to survive until now.

What an ironic fact!

A hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of Casillas' mouth, he reached out and grabbed Daniel's hair, raised his head, looked straight into those angry eyes and said indifferently: "Of course, we will see you again."

"But that's not hell, but the dark dimension ruled by the great Dormammu!"

Speaking of the last sentence, the expression on Casillas' face changed from indifference to piety and fanaticism, and then he suddenly stabbed the dagger in Daniel's heart, and then pulled out the blood-stained blade with a puff.

Hot blood spurted out from the wound, and fell into the black metal container under the action of an invisible force.

Daniel's eyes widened suddenly, and the mana that could barely condense collapsed in an instant. Severe pain came from his heart like a tide, and an indescribable sense of weakness immediately flooded his mind.

Seeing that Daniel's face turned pale and his breath was weak in just a few seconds, Casillas showed a smile on his face, stepped back without hesitation, and formed a circle with other dark believers around him. With Daniel's hard work, he uttered some kind of low and indistinct strange spell with a solemn expression.

The strange sound of magic echoed continuously in the dimly lit church, and an invisible aura of darkness penetrated the wall, spreading rapidly in all directions at an extreme speed beyond the usual.

High in the sky, the Kryptonian warrior who was flying at high speed overlooking the entire city suddenly froze, his sharp eyes turned for an instant, and fell on the abandoned church covered in ancient trees and vines more than ten miles away.

In the next second, the body of the Kryptonian warrior turned into a stream of black light, rushing towards the church amidst layers of sonic boom clouds.

"Bam—"

The ancient and solid marble wall exploded in an instant, and a black figure walked out slowly in the smoke and dust.

All the dark believers standing in the magic circle were attracted by this sudden movement. Two unlucky guys were even hit on the head by the splashing boulder, and blood and brains rushed out.

Judging by the way they were out of breath but not in, it should be hopeless.

The ceremony was forced to be interrupted, Casillas' face was full of anger, he threw the short sword in his hand without hesitation, and then rubbed his mana in both hands, twisting a translucent twisted blade from the air .

The other dark believers also reacted quickly, either taking out magical artifacts, or using magic to condense weapons, and they all set up their fighting postures, looking at the tall black figure in the cave waiting in full force.

"Snapped……"

The Kryptonian warrior swept across the crowd in the church expressionlessly. He had just put away his visor when he was poked on the skin between his eyebrows by a galloping dagger. Unfortunately, the material and strength of the dagger were too strong. The weak chicken couldn't even leave a white mark on his skin, so it fell powerlessly at his feet and was crushed into powder by his feet.

During the whole process, the Kryptonian warrior didn't even look at the short sword!

"This...how is this possible?!"

Casillas couldn't help questioning, and looked at the dagger at the Kryptonian warrior's feet in surprise.

The Kryptonian warrior turned his gaze, looked at Casillas who just spoke and said indifferently: "Tell me, who are you, and why do you have such a strong dark aura?"

"..."

Casillas came back to his senses, and winked at the dark believers who were waiting around him.

The two dark believers who were closest to the Kryptonian warriors gripped the magic weapon tightly, and while the Kryptonian warriors were looking in other directions, they moved silently, and then stepped on their feet, facing the blind spot of the Kryptonian warrior's perspective rushed over.

"Bam—"

A deafening roar came from the front.

The fist that was hanging on the Kryptonian warrior's waist was raised as if teleporting, and it exploded the air in an instant, turning one of the dark believers into a puddle of unknown composition on the wall.

Everyone in the church was stunned by this punch.

Casillas stared in horror at the meat paste hanging on the wall more than ten meters away.

As a powerful mage who has absorbed the power of the dark dimension, his nerve reaction speed is dozens of times faster than that of ordinary people, but even so he did not notice the movement of the Kryptonian warrior punching, only saw his arm seem to teleport From falling to lifting, the hapless dark believer also disappeared in place as if teleporting...

Not only that, but Casillas also used Kama Taj full of close combat, so it is fully possible to see how powerful the power, speed and skill are contained in this punch.

According to common sense, hitting a person with such a fist with both speed and strength will definitely make the person being hit fly through the wall. A puddle of meat, this is completely unscientific, the only explanation is that the opponent turned the unlucky guy into a meat the moment he punched.

And to achieve this step, not only strength and speed are needed, but also powerful skills with extreme precision. Can't beat it, absolutely can't beat it!

Casillas couldn't help swallowing, and the alarm bells in his heart kept ringing.

At the same time, another dark believer was still waving the magic weapon and stood still.

The Kryptonian warrior frowned, grabbed his neck with one hand, lifted him up in the air like a chicken, looked straight into his eyes full of fear and said, "I'll ask you again, who are you? Why do you have such a strong dark aura on your body?"

"I...we are...uh...uh..."

The dark believer who was lifted into the air by the Kryptonian warriors had his legs trembling, tremblingly wanting to explain, but before he could speak, two lines of bright red blood and tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, and he himself was also wide-eyed. When the eyes were closed, the pupils instantly dilated and lost their luster.

The Kryptonian soldier was slightly taken aback, and found that this guy lost his breath in just a few seconds, and died in front of him in a strange and strange way.

No way, the Kryptonian warrior had no choice but to drop him, and then turned his attention to the other people in the church.

But it wasn't until then that he realized that most of the dark believers in the church had disappeared, and the remaining seven or eight people were also rushing towards a portal that looked like a broken mirror.

Mirror space!

It turned out that Casillas decisively opened the mirror space when the Kryptonian warriors were attracted by the death of the dark believer, and escaped into the mirror space with his most core members.

As for whether the remaining dark believers can escape in, it depends on their fortune.