Chapter 101: Crushing Vision with Bare Hands! Scarlet Witch Brutally Beaten!
Vision was a top-tier combat power in the Avengers.
Ever since the Ultron incident, relying on this flawless Vibranium body, he had never suffered a setback in any battle.
Even when Hulk went berserk, or when Tony's laser weapons fired at full power, at most they only knocked him back, making it completely impossible to leave even a trace of a scratch on him.
But now.
Ryan delivered a completely ordinary straight punch.
And it actually shattered Vision's proud Vibranium arm right into pieces!
The Avengers were all dumbfounded watching this.
What the hell kind of power was this!
Vision also looked at his broken arm with a shocked expression, his mechanical brain filled with question marks.
However, the Mind Stone on his forehead immediately emitted a soft yellow glow, beginning to repair the damaged Vibranium body.
Ryan looked at Vision, his brow slightly furrowed.
"A friendly reminder, don't rely too much on that stone."
"You've bound even your soul and consciousness to it. Sooner or later, someone will gouge that stone right out of you, and you'll be scrapped on the spot."
Ryan knew very well what a miserable end this guy would meet in the future.
Look at Ultron, chased and beaten by the Avengers, how many bodies did he change?
He even backed up his main program to a satellite, not caring about physical shells at all.
Look at Vision instead; as a dignified top-tier artificial intelligence, he actually died just because his battery got pulled out, completely losing face for robots everywhere.
However.
Vision clearly didn't take Ryan's advice to heart.
"Thanks for the reminder, but we're in a fight right now."
Vision replied in a calm tone, preparing to launch another attack.
Ryan couldn't be bothered to talk nonsense with him.
His right leg suddenly exerted force, his body shooting out like a cannonball from a barrel, instantly breaking the sound barrier!
Boom!
A piercing sonic boom erupted in the air!
Amidst the terrified gazes of the Avengers...
Ryan instantly appeared in front of Vision, his right fist carrying World-destroying power, smashing down fiercely once again.
Tony Stark felt his scalp go numb watching from inside his armor.
Breaking the speed of sound with raw flesh?
Just how much explosive force and muscle strength did that require?
Was this brat a Terminator wearing human skin!
If this kind of power hit his armor, he estimated he would be smashed directly into a meat patty together with his iron skin.
Facing this thunderous punch.
Vision knew he definitely couldn't withstand it.
He didn't hesitate to activate his body's phasing ability, attempting to let Ryan's attack pass right through.
However.
Ryan's fist was faintly wrapped in a layer of spiritual energy.
Bang!
Accompanied by a muffled impact sound.
Ryan's fist completely ignored Vision's phasing, smashing solidly right into his chest!
Vision let out an extremely human-like miserable scream, his entire body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, the Vibranium armor on his chest directly caving in by a large chunk.
Ryan withdrew his fist and clapped his hands.
"Hurry up and roll back to be your superhero, don't be an eyesore here."
Tony hurriedly controlled his armor to fly over and catch Vision. After checking and finding no life-threatening danger, he let out a long sigh of relief.
Ryan turned his head, coldly sweeping his gaze over the remaining Avengers.
"Who's next to take a beating?"
Hearing this.
Captain America Steve and the others all turned pale, subconsciously taking half a step back.
There was simply no way to fight this!
Even the toughest Vision was one-shotted with a single punch; if mere mortals like them went up, wouldn't they just be purely feeding kills?
"I'll do it!"
Just at this moment.
A female voice filled with anger rang out.
Scarlet Witch Wanda stood out, her hands lighting up with crimson Chaos Magic, her eyes staring fixedly at Ryan.
She and Vision had recently been in an ambiguous relationship; now seeing her sweetheart beaten up right in front of her face, how could she swallow this breath?
Wanda pushed her hands forward fiercely.
The violent crimson magical energy swept directly toward Ryan like two bloody tornadoes.
Ryan stood in place without even dodging.
He let those two streams of red energy blast onto his body.
Ryan carefully felt it out.
This power hitting his body... how should he put it, it was just like going to a bathhouse in his past life and getting a massage from a technician with decent techniques; it even felt a little comfortable.
Ryan couldn't help but curl his lips.
Wanda right now was still too green.
"Ding!"
"[Crimson Contract Chains] has detected extremely similar homologous power!"
"[Crimson Contract Chains] feels it has been provoked!"
"The skill strongly requests to go into battle, it wants to let this woman witness what true crimson magic is!"
Hearing the prompt in his mind, Ryan glanced at Wanda.
"Want to match magic with me? Fine, I'll grant your wish."
Ryan levitated in mid-air.
His arms crossed over his chest, showing no intention of forming hand seals at all.
Hum!
The next second.
Behind Ryan, over a hundred thick crimson magic chains instantly burst forth!
Like wildly dancing venomous snakes carrying piercing screeches that tore through the air, these chains met the Chaos Magic released by Wanda head-on.
Hiss——
Seeing these overwhelming blood-red chains.
The Avengers below all gasped in cold air, feeling a chill run down their backs.
This terrifying magical coercion suppressed them to the point where even breathing became difficult.
"Sis... how about we just forget it..."
Quicksilver standing in the back swallowed a mouthful of saliva and softly advised.
But Wanda simply couldn't listen; she clenched her teeth, desperately driving the Chaos Magic within her body in an attempt to block those chains.
However.
Ryan's Crimson Chains were just like they had lives of their own, extremely flexibly piercing through Wanda's energy defense.
Puchi! Puchi!
Several chains instantly wrapped around Wanda's limbs, hanging her entire body tightly in mid-air.
Wanda's complexion instantly turned pale.
She struggled desperately, erupting with even stronger chaos energy inside her body, attempting to shatter the chains on her.
Ryan keenly sensed that the chains he released actually showed a trace of slight loosening.
"Not bad, truly deserving of being a ruthless character who can tear Thanos apart in the future."
Ryan glanced at her with some surprise.
With Wanda's currently unawakened state, being able to shake the high-tier magic he cast—this talent was truly astonishing.
However, that was as far as it went.
With a thought from Ryan, the chains tightened fiercely, and Wanda instantly lost her ability to resist, letting out a painful muffled groan.
Seeing this scene.
The Avengers below fell into complete despair.
Steve looked at the so-called indestructible Vibraniumshield in his hand, suddenly feeling that it wasn't just like a toy, but even worse than a piece of cardboard.
He didn't dare to imagine if this kind of terrifying magicchain whipped onto him, whether he could still leave behind an intact corpse.
Meanwhile, Tony Stark, floating in mid-air, had a complexion that was even uglier to the extreme.
The intelligent system inside his armor, "Friday," had its alarm sounds ringing into a chaotic mess.
On the helmet's holographic screen, the entire display was filled with blinding red high-energy alarms.
"Sir! Unknown high-dimensional energy fluctuations detected! Unable to establish energy model! Unable to perform data analysis!" Friday's voice actually carried a hint of panic.
Tony looked at the strings of garbled code on the screen, feeling like crying without tears.
What the hell kind of monster was this!
Not only could he shatter Vibranium in hand-to-hand combat, but his magic was even so powerful that even his cutting-edge technology couldn't analyze it!
Tony let out a deep sigh, feeling that the worldview he had built in the first half of his life was completely scrapped today.
Chapter 102: Catching Spider-Man Barehanded! Visionlost an arm, and Scarlet Witch was hanging in mid-air.
The two most powerful magic-type damage dealers in the Avengers didn't even last a single round in front of Ryan.
Now, the situation was completely deadlocked.
Steve and Tony's two factions both stared blankly at Ryan suspended in mid-air, not knowing whether to leave or stay, feeling awkwardly terrible.
"Now, is there anyone else who wants to get beaten up?"
Ryan looked down condescendingly at this group of so-called superheroes, his tone full of impatience.
"You guys are people who have protected Earth after all. Instead of dealing with bad guys properly, why run over here to engage in some infighting?"
Ryan genuinely felt that these people had holes in their brains.
With this spare time, wouldn't it be better to go smash a few remaining Bases of HYDRA? Why must you run to the entrance of Kamar-Taj to bicker like dogs biting dogs.
Tony and Steve glanced at each other, both seeing deep helplessness in each other's eyes.
Fight? What is there to fight with?
All of them tied together wouldn't be enough for Ryan to pinch with one hand. How could this fight possibly continue?
Just as both sides were preparing to call it a truce.
"Whoosh!"
A sharp whistle suddenly came from the sky.
A white web thread shot out from the distant woods, precisely sticking to the tree trunk next to Ryan.
Immediately following, a figure wearing a red and blue spandex suit flew across mid-air like swinging on a swing, charging straight at Ryan.
"Let go of Mr. Stark's friend right now!"
A somewhat youthful voice rang out in mid-air.
It was none other than Spider-Man, Peter Parker!
In this Avengers civil war, both sides invited external aid. Steve brought in Ant-Man, while Tony went to Queens to trick the newly debuted Spider-Man.
Just now, Spider-Man was entangling with Ant-Man on the periphery and didn't make it in time for the deities' fight here.
Ant-Man's Pym Particles were consumable after all and could not infinitely grow or shrink. Meanwhile, Spider-Manwas a solid genetic mutation with astonishingly abundant stamina.
After beating back Ant-Man, Spider-Man had just swung back to the battlefield.
Only to see the big shots of the Avengers all looking in a miserable state of being abused to the point of incompetence.
And the culprit was precisely a stranger wearing a black robe.
How could the hot-blooded Spider-Man hold back? Without a word, he directly leveraged the swing of his web and threw a full-force punch toward Ryan.
"Parker! Don't go over there!"
Seeing this, Tony Stark was so scared his soul almost flew away, and he roared loudly.
Unfortunately, it was already too late.
Spider-Man's fist, carrying a whistling wind, fiercely smashed toward the side of Ryan's face.
This was a freakish strength capable of forcing a high-speed moving subway to a stop barehanded! Even if Tonywas wearing his armor, he wouldn't dare to take this punch head-on.
However.
Ryan didn't even turn his head back.
He just lifted his right hand extremely casually, opened his five fingers, and grabbed forward.
Snap!
With a muffled thud.
Spider-Man's fist, which was sufficient to smash a tank, was steadily caught by Ryan in the palm of his hand.
Spider-Man's face turned flush red, his facial features under the mask distorted as he tried his utmost to break free. However, Ryan's hand was like it was cast of iron, not moving an inch.
There wasn't even a trace of excess expression on Ryan's face.
"Kid, your strength is quite big indeed."
"However, when adults fight, children should stay out of it."
Ryan gave a casual flick.
Spider-Man's entire body flew backwards directly like a hit baseball.
Hiss—!
The Avengers present once again gasped a breath of cold air.
Is this fucking still human!
They had just witnessed Spider-Man's strength earlier. That kind of terrifying explosive power was something even Captain America could only barely fend off.
As a result, Ryan didn't even look and caught it with one hand?
And looking at that relaxed appearance, it was just like catching a cotton punch from a three-year-old child!
This strength was simply more exaggerated than Hulk!
You, a mage, trained your physical body to be even more freakish than a deity—how is anyone else supposed to play!
Fortunately, Ryan held back ninety percent of his force; Spider-Man was only thrown back more than a dozen meters before Tony hurriedly flew over and steadily caught him.
"Ryan! What are you doing! He's still a child!" Tony checked Spider-Man's condition with a heartache and shouted at Ryan.
"Precisely because he is a child, I didn't twist off his arm."
Ryan looked coldly at Tony: "Since you knew he was an underage child, you still dragged him into this deadly civil war of yours? Is your brain full of water!"
Tony was chewed out by Ryan and left speechless, opening his mouth but not knowing how to retort.
"Alright."
Ryan waved his hand impatiently: "Stop wandering around our Kamar-Taj territory, go do whatever you need to do."
Tony put down Spider-Man and turned his head to look at Steve.
"Captain, come back with me. We can discuss the matter of the Accords again." Tony's tone softened.
"Tony, I must find out the truth. That psychologist definitely has a problem!" Steve still stubbornly insisted.
"You're still going to shield your good brother? He blew up dozens of innocent people yesterday!" Tony's anger flared up again, and the energy core on his armor lit up once more.
Seeing that the two of them were about to argue again.
Ryan felt that his patience had been exhausted.
Can this bunch of people not understand human words?
"All of you, shut up!"
Ryan let out a low roar mixed with spiritual power.
Boom!
It was as if an invisible thunderclap exploded in everyone's minds.
Black Widow and Hawkeye, these two ordinary people, directly went weak in the legs and half-knelt in the snow, their faces turning pale.
Tony and Steve also felt a tightness in their chests, forcing them to stop arguing.
Everyone looked at Ryan in horror.
They thought Ryan making a move just now was already terrifying enough, only to discover now that just by shouting a single cry, he could make them lose the ability to resist!
"Can you guys not understand human language?"
Ryan stared down at them condescendingly, his gaze icy: "I told you guys to get lost back, stop being an eyesore here!"
"Since you guys insist on arguing about right and wrong, then I'll just slap the truth directly onto your faces!"
Ryan pointed at Winter Soldier Bucky behind Steve.
"Steve is right. The mastermind behind all of this is that psychologist named Zemo."
"Zemo's family was killed by Ultron in Sokovia. He hates you Avengers, so he wants to disintegrate you from within."
Ryan spilled out Zemo's plan at an extremely fast speed.
Tony listened in utter astonishment: "You... how do you know? But I saw Bucky kill people with my own eyes!"
"He was brainwashed by HYDRA of the former Soviet Union! As long as he hears specific vocabulary, he will become a machine that only knows how to kill."
Ryan gave Tony an annoyed eye roll: "Back then when Hawkeye was controlled by Loki and killed so many S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents, why didn't you go hold him accountable? Double standards now?"
Tony was chewed out and left speechless.
"Also."
Ryan turned to look at Tony, directly throwing out the heaviest bomb: "To prevent you guys from finding out the truth later and fighting again, I'm telling you in advance."
"Stark, your parents' car accident was not an accident. The murderer is Bucky."
Tony was struck as if by lightning, his entire body instantly freezing up.
"But!"
Ryan accentuated his tone: "The mastermind behind the scenes is HYDRA! Bucky at the time was just a brainwashed killing tool, and even he himself didn't know what he was doing. Even if you kill him, you are just venting your anger and can't get revenge at all!"
Tony was completely dumbfounded, staring blankly at Bucky with his mind in complete chaos.
Ryan turned his head and pointed at Steve's nose again.
"And you, Steve Rogers!"
"You clearly knew the truth long ago, yet you kept it hidden from Tony all along! Do you think this is what you call protecting him? This is called selfishness!"
"You deserve to get beaten up by Tony!"
Steve's face turned pale as he lowered his head, unable to utter a single word.
Across the entire snowy field, there was a deathly silence.
Everyone in the Avengers was stunned silly by Ryan's machine-gun-like series of spoilers.
They had originally prepared to go all out for their respective beliefs.
As a result...
The fucking fight hadn't even started yet, and all their trump cards and the truth had been completely spilled by someone?!
Everyone looked at Ryan with an extremely complicated gaze.
Aren't you fucking a mage living in seclusion deep in the mountains and old forests?!
Why do you know even the top-secret intelligence of these HYDRA and other people's old family scores so clearly!!!
Chapter 103: Traitor Returns! Bloodbath at the London Sanctuary! Middle East.
A certain country.
This is a seemingly very peaceful desert.
But anyone who has been here knows that this is a forbidden zone that has swallowed the lives of countless people.
Even though Stark Industries has stopped manufacturing weapons, the shadow of war has not dissipated from this land.
On the contrary, due to the influx of a large number of mercenaries and arms dealers, the situation has become even more tense.
Terrorists, rebels, government forces—various factions are clashing here.
Except for Sokovia, which has been almost reduced to ruins, this is the darkest corner on Earth.
When humans lose all hope, they will pin their spiritual sustenance on all kinds of illusory things.
At this moment, in an Underground Room in the city ruins, a group of people are gathered in the center praying frantically.
On the damp floor of the Underground Room, it is covered with strange red runes, emitting a demonic glow.
Meaningless whispers continuously came from the mouths of these believers, filling the entire Underground Roomwith a creepy atmosphere.
Gradually, the light illuminated by the candles seemed to be forcibly swallowed by something, and began to dim.
Black shadows spread wildly in the Underground Room, as if turning into a physical entity.
In just a few seconds, the Underground Room was completely swallowed by the thick darkness, falling into dead silence.
Time passed bit by bit.
The darkness began to recede slowly, and the red runes on the ground were revealed once again.
However, those runes became extremely dim at this moment, as if they had exhausted all their energy.
The believers who originally gathered to pray on the ground had disappeared without a trace at this moment, leaving not even a corpse behind.
Only a blurred figure stood in place.
This figure was wrapped in pure black aura.
Half a day later, the black aura slowly dissipated halfway, revealing half of a human body.
This person was wearing a brown burlap robe, looking like an ascetic.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, this person opened his eyes.
"I, Kaecilius!"
"Have returned!"
Kaecilius stood in the Underground Room, his voice hoarse.
As he spoke, black light more than a foot long actually shot out from his eyes.
Not only that, the other half of his body wrapped in black paint also began to wriggle, slowly turning into normal human skin.
The process of this metamorphosis was obviously extremely painful, and Kaecilius's brows were tightly knitted together.
"Ancient One! Ryan!"
"Everything you did to me back then, I will eventually return to you tenfold!"
"I have returned!"
Kaecilius's voice was filled with deep-seated hatred.
A few years ago, he was caught on the spot by Ryan and almost beaten to death.
A chaos energy ball casually blasted out by Ryan directly blasted half of his body along with his bones into fragments.
Fortunately, Dormammu pulled him in the cracks of the dimension in time, risking his own injuries, and forcibly dragged his shattered soul into the Dark Dimension.
Kaecilius was a chess piece highly valued by Dormammu, and Dormammu would never easily give up on him.
Therefore, he survived.
But this also required paying a heavy price.
Half of his body completely merged with the Dark Dimension, and only the remaining half of his body still maintained human form.
This fusion endowed him with powerful dark power, but it also led him down a path of no return.
Once his body was completely swallowed by the darkness, he would become a part of the Dark Dimension, lose his self-awareness, and completely degenerate into Dormammu's puppet.
Such a terrifying price was simply unacceptable to the lucid Kaecilius.
But he had no choice and could only vent all his hatred on the Ancient One and Ryan.
He swore to tear these two people into pieces.
However, the Ancient One's strength was unfathomable, and her precautions against the Dark Dimension were extremely strict.
Kaecilius, having become this ghostly appearance, had no chance at all to openly return to Earth.
What's more, he was now a part of the Dark Dimension, and wanting to break through the dimensional barrier to shuttle through space required paying a huge price.
For this reason, Dormammu had planned for several months in this remote corner of the Middle East.
They bewitched a large group of fanatic believers here, used the flesh and blood and souls of these believers as sacrifices, and forcibly tore open a gap in the main Universeto replace Kaecilius back.
In order to complete this transmission, Dormammu even consumed a large amount of source power.
If not for the process being so difficult, Dormammu would have already led the dark army to flatten Earth.
"Ancient One! Ryan!"
"Now that I am standing on the land of the main Universe, wait to bear my anger!"
"I will definitely let you know what true despair is!"
A ferocious smile appeared on Kaecilius's face.
He raised his right hand and slashed fiercely in the void.
A Portal instantly formed.
However, unlike the golden Portals of Kamar-Taj, inside Kaecilius's Portal, the golden light was mixed with thick black fluid, constantly wriggling as if it had life, looking extremely eerie.
The next second, he stepped into it.
In the blink of an eye, Kaecilius's figure appeared inside the London Sanctuary.
Ever since the last invasion of the Dark Elves, the London Sanctuary suffered a devastating blow, a large number of elite mages died in battle, and even the Guardian died in the line of duty.
Therefore, the defense of the London Sanctuary at this moment was extremely empty.
Kamar-Taj could only arrange several senior Archmages to take turns sitting here until a new Guardian grew up.
Today, it just happened to be an ordinary Archmage's turn to guard here with a few young apprentices.
As soon as the energy fluctuation of the Portal appeared.
"Hmm? What person?"
The guarding Archmage immediately sensed the abnormality and walked over quickly with people.
The mages were full of doubts.
At this time point, no one else should be teleporting over.
Moreover, entering the interior of the London Sanctuary, normal mages always walked through the front door or used the internal teleportation array, and would never directly open a Portal to teleport in.
However, they would never dream that the visitor would be a mortal enemy.
Because in Kamar-Taj's records, Kaecilius and his followers had already been cleaned up a few years ago.
In the hundreds of years of Kamar-Taj's history, Kaeciliuswas one of the few traitors.
Since everyone thought the traitor was already dead, the mages naturally did not make any preparations.
A flash of black light.
Kaecilius slowly walked out of the Portal.
"Long time no see."
Kaecilius looked at the few mages in front of him, a very brilliant yet evil smile appearing on his face.
The guarding Archmage was stunned for a moment, and when he saw that face clearly, the expression on his face instantly changed from doubt to a mixture of shock and anger.
"Kaecilius?!"
He didn't even have time to mobilize the magic power in his body.
In Kaecilius's hand, there was already a black dimensional holy artifact like shattered glass.
"Pfft!"
Accompanied by a muffled sound.
The guarding Archmage couldn't even let out a scream before his chest was directly pierced by the black holy artifact in Kaecilius's hand.
Blood splattered.
Inside the London Sanctuary, it instantly turned into a living hell.
Those young apprentices were originally low in strength. In front of Kaecilius, who had fused with part of Dormammu's power, they weren't even considered ants.
This was a one-sided bloody massacre.
Dormammu was the absolute ruler of the Dark Dimension. Even the Ancient One had to deal with Dormammucarefully inside the Dark Dimension.
Although Kaecilius only inherited a small part of Dormammu's power, dealing with these remaining personnel in the London Sanctuary was simply a dimensionality-reduction strike.
In just a few minutes.
Throughout the London Sanctuary, there was no longer a single living person standing.
The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.
Kaecilius stood among the pile of corpses, bathed in blood, resembling a demon crawling out of hell.
He casually wiped the blood stains on his face, his eyes full of madness.
Following closely, he controlled the blood on the ground, writing a line of provocative bloody words crookedly on the white walls of the sanctuary.
After finishing all this.
A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Kaecilius's mouth. He waved his hand again to tear open a Portal and strode inside.
He.
Kaecilius.
Today, in the most cruel way, he bloodbathed Kamar-Taj's London Sanctuary!
Chapter 104: Master and Disciple Duel! Ancient One is Ambushed, Reno Bosses Up and Saves the Day! Inside the London Sanctuary, it was a river of blood.
Ancient One stood quietly in the center of the hall, looking at the corpses all over the floor.
She did not cry, nor was there any expression of anger on her face.
However, the air throughout the Sanctuary became incomparably heavy.
It was like an invisible towering mountain, pressing down heavily on every corner.
Those precious magic instruments placed around, under this terrifying coercion, actually began to emit unbearable cracking sounds.
Some slightly weaker magic instruments even fell directly from the shelves, shivering on the ground.
"Kaecilius."
"Very good."
"Since Reno let you escape by luck back then, today, I, as your teacher, will personally send you on your way."
Ancient One's tone was icy, without a trace of emotional fluctuation.
She slowly raised her right hand.
The eye of agamotto worn on her chest automatically flew into her palm.
Accompanied by the driving of magic, the green light bloomed instantly. The laws of time began to operate roaringly!
The time of the entire London Sanctuary began to slowly flow backward.
The shattered bricks and stones reassembled, and the blood on the ground began to flow back into the bodies.
However.
Those mages who fell in the pool of blood still had their eyes tightly closed, with no sign of recovery.
Ancient One knew very well in her heart.
This was the power of Dormammu at work. The master of the Dark Dimension forcibly erased the traces of these souls' existence, and even the Time Stone could not resurrect them.
Ancient One did not give up. She stared fixedly at the image of time reversal, countless complex magic arrays flashing in her eyes.
She was deducing the location where Kaecilius escaped.
"My dear student, it seems you have really grown capable."
"You didn't even make any concealment efforts, leaving it to me to deduce."
Ancient One looked into the void, her voice low.
If Kaecilius deliberately hid using the power of Dormammu, even the Sorcerer Supreme would find it no easy task to locate him.
But now, the deduction process was unusually smooth without encountering any obstacles.
What did this indicate?
It indicated that this was a clue intentionally left behind by Kaecilius.
This was a blatant provocation!
"Then I will go and see for myself just how much capability you've grown."
Ancient One put away the eye of agamotto and casually slashed through the void.
A golden Portal instantly tore through space, and Ancient One stepped into it without hesitation.
Following Ancient One's departure.
Inside the London Sanctuary, that terrifying coercion that had been forcibly suppressed instantly went out of control.
The surrounding spatial barriers, like inferior porcelain unable to withstand the pressure, instantly burst into countless shocking black cracks.
...
Passing through the Portal.
Ancient One came to an extremely bizarre different space.
This was not a normal Mirror Dimension, but a dilapidated dimension left behind after the fall of some ancient powerhouse.
The space was extremely unstable and could collapse at any time.
And right in the center of the space, Kaecilius had been waiting for a long time.
"The famous Sorcerer Supreme."
"You actually came in person. It really flatters me."
Kaecilius looked at Ancient One with a mocking smile, showing no awe whatsoever in the face of Earth's strongest being.
"Daring to speak to me like this, it seems you think you have the strength to stand against me."
Ancient One put her hands behind her back, holding that signature folding fan in her hand, her expression calm.
"I have indeed learned some new tricks, and I ask teacher for guidance."
Kaecilius gave a grinning laugh.
He waved his hands violently, and two sharp blades resembling fragments of black glass instantly condensed and formed in his hands.
Space Blade!
This was Kaecilius's most adept stunt in the past.
But now, these two blades were wreathed in extremely pure power from the Dark Dimension.
Ancient One looked at these two black blades, her pupils contracting slightly.
She sensed a trace of fatal threat from these two blades.
As a pure spellcaster, Ancient One's physical body was not as indestructible as a deity's. If she were hacked by such blades containing Dormammu's power, even she might face mortal danger.
"It seems that idiot Dormammu has indeed given you quite a few benefits."
Ancient One snorted coldly, golden light lit up in both hands at the same time, and two small Magic Shields instantly protected her front.
"Then let you witness..."
"The power of Dormammu!"
Before the words finished.
Kaecilius's figure vanished in place instantly!
The next second, he appeared behind Ancient One like a ghost, the black blade in his hand piercing mercilessly toward Ancient One's back heart.
But how rich was Ancient One's combat experience.
The moment Kaecilius vanished, she had already made a pre-judgment.
A golden Magic Shield had long blocked firmly on the inevitable path of the blade.
"Clang!"
A harsh metallic collision sound rang out, sparks flying in all directions.
"With just this capability, it's not enough to look at!"
A cold flash appeared in Ancient One's eyes.
She pulled her hands violently, and a golden-yellow magicchain instantly shot out from her palm.
A backhand flick!
The chain, like a spirit snake coming out of its cave, accurately wrapped around Kaecilius's black blade.
Ancient One exerted force and gave a fierce yank!
Kaecilius instantly lost his balance and staggered forward.
Ancient One seized the opportunity, raised the Magic Shield with her other hand, and fiercely smashed it against Kaecilius's chest!
Bang!
Kaecilius was smashed back several steps in a row.
The battle between the two did not have those heaven-destroying large forbidden spells, nor did it have colorful magic light and shadow.
It was just the purest close-quarters hand-to-hand combat!
One blade, one shield, one chain.
Seemingly simple and brutal, but every collision contained terrifying enough power to tear space apart!
In this already fragile different space, the aftermath of their battle directly shattered the surrounding spatial barriers into powder.
Even some violent forces, passing through the spatial cracks, directly affected the real Universe outside.
Deep within the distant Universe, several unlucky barren Planets were directly ground into powder by this terrifying leaking power.
In this close-quarters combat.
Ancient One, relying on centuries of accumulated rich experience, steadily suppressed Kaecilius throughout.
"It seems the power Dormammu lent you is nothing much after all."
Ancient One repelled her opponent several times in succession and mocked flatly.
"Is that so?"
"My dear teacher, I have prepared a big gift especially for you!"
Kaecilius suddenly let out an extremely eerie grinning laugh.
Alarm bells instantly rang in Ancient One's heart, and she immediately wanted to step back to pull away the distance.
However.
Too late!
That half of Kaecilius's body wrapped in darkness suddenly detached directly from his body like a pool of melted black asphalt!
This mass of black substance seemed to possess independent life, instantly crossing the distance between the two and slamming fiercely onto Ancient One's body!
Ancient One wanted to break free, but found that this black substance was like bone-gnawing maggots, not only extremely tough, but also frantically devouring the magicpower inside her body.
For a moment, Ancient One was actually pinned firmly in place by this bizarre thing, unable to move at all!
"Hahaha!"
"Sorcerer Supreme, it seems you are old after all, to be fooled so easily!"
Kaecilius looked at the immobile Ancient One and laughed arrogantly.
"To prevent any accidents, teacher, you should hurry on your way!"
Kaecilius did not hesitate at all.
The black Space Blade in his hand instantly swelled by more than double, carrying the determination of certain death, and stabbed fiercely toward Ancient One's chest!
This strike contained the primordial power of Dormammu.
As long as it pierced through, the Sorcerer Supreme would definitely die!
Seeing that the black blade was about to pierce Ancient One's heart.
At this critical juncture!
"Hum!"
An extremely crisp magic humming sound suddenly rang out within this dilapidated space!
An energy shield flashing with dazzling red light blocked in front of Ancient One without warning!
"Bang!"
Kaecilius's fatal strike smashed fiercely onto the red shield.
Not only failed to pierce it by a fraction.
Instead, it was directly shaken back several steps in a row by an extremely formidable rebound force!
"This is impossible!"
"What is this thing! How could it block my Shadow Blade!"
Kaecilius stabilized his figure, looked at the red shield that suddenly appeared, and roared angrily in exasperation.
"Who is it!"
"Who on Earth is ambushing me! Get the hell out!"
Kaecilius looked around, his eyes full of anger and panic.
The people who could block this strike of his could be counted on one's fingers across the entire Earth!
Right at this moment.
An extremely lazy voice, even carrying a bit of disgust, slowly sounded in the space.
"What are you yelling about?"
"I was reading nicely in the library, and you just had to force me out to work overtime."
"Kaecilius, you half-cripple, isn't it good to be alive?"
Chapter 105: Trash Talk Taunt! Smashing a Dark Sacred Artifact with a Single Sword Strike!
Hearing this lazy voice, Kaecilius suddenly turned his head.
When he saw the young man standing behind Ancient One clearly,
the expression on his face, half-stained by darkness, instantly became extremely ferocious, resembling an enraged wolf.
"Ryan?!"
"To think it is you!"
Because of extreme anger and disbelief, Kaecilius's voice even carried a hint of a sharp crack.
"How is it possible for you to block my Space Blade!"
"This is absolutely impossible!"
Kaecilius roared hysterically.
He was simply going crazy!
Back when he fled Earth, although Ryan had displayed astonishing talent, in his eyes, at best, he was just at the level of a newly promoted senior mage.
And what about now?
He, Kaecilius, had sacrificed half his soul and obtained the supreme blessing of Dormammu, the ruler of the Dark Dimension!
That strike just now was even a premeditated, all-out fatal blow!
Let alone a mere Archmage, even Ancient One, the Sorcerer Supreme in person, would have to die on the spot if caught off guard.
Yet...
Ryan not only blocked it...
Furthermore, he blocked it so easily that not even a single trace of a crack was left on the shield!
Kaecilius stared fixedly at Ryan, black pus and blood even flowing from the corners of his eyes, making him look extremely terrifying and horrifying.
"Kaecilius, long time no see."
"Giving such a big gift the moment we meet, you are quite enthusiastic."
Ryan casually dispersed the red Persephones Sigh and looked at the other party with a smile.
"Ryan..."
"Good... Very good!"
Kaecilius suddenly laughed out of extreme anger, his laughter revealing a hair-raising madness.
"You truly are a one-in-a-million genius."
"Since you insist on seeking death, today I will send you and this old hag to hell together!"
Watching Kaecilius's frantic appearance, Ryan turned his head to look at Ancient One on the side.
"Sorcerer Supreme, with a traitor who sold himself to demons long ago, there is no need to talk about any rules, right?"
"Wouldn't it be done if we just wiped him out directly?"
Ryan suggested righteously.
If we can gank, why insist on a one-on-one? Let's all gang up together, isn't it better to finish the fight early and go back to reading?
However...
Ancient One merely glanced at him indifferently.
"Ryan, since you have come out, then leave this place to you."
After speaking, Ancient One actually stepped back half a step, folding her hands in her sleeves, striking a pose of watching a show.
Ryan was dumbfounded on the spot.
Holy crap!
Sorcerer Supreme, your speed of shifting the blame is way too fast!
Aren't you here to purge the traitors? Why are you washing your hands of this now?
"Hahaha!"
"Ryan! It seems that old hag Ancient One has a lot of confidence in you!"
"Then let me personally weigh how much you have improved these past few years!"
Kaecilius did not let go of this opportunity.
He slammed his hands together, merging two black Space Blades into one, transforming them into a giant axe burning with black magical flames, and fiercely slashed toward Ryan.
Ryan was already on guard.
He abruptly pushed his hands upward.
Two Persephones Sigs flashing with blood-red wings instantly overlapped above his head.
"Clang!"
An extremely piercing metallic explosion resounded through space.
The huge black battle axe slashed fiercely onto the shield, sparks flying in all directions, but the shield remained as steady as Mount Tai.
"This is impossible!"
"What on Earth is this bloody magic of yours!"
Kaecilius roared angrily.
He knew all the details of Kamar-Taj!
In Kamar-Taj's defensive magic library, there was simply no such perverted shield with blood-red wings that could withstand Dormammu's origin power head-on!
Who on Earth did this guy learn his magic from?
"Kaecilius, it seems that being a dog for Dormammu, besides making your brain less functional, hasn't improved your strength by much substantially."
Ryan hid behind the shield and taunted mercilessly.
Right at this moment,
in Ryan's mind, that crisp electronic system sound suddenly rang out.
"Ding!"
"[Sword of Vishanti] expresses high appreciation for the host's trash talk attack!"
"[Sword of Vishanti] feels that the host has finally learned eighty percent of its essence!"
"The skill is in a great mood! Power is forcibly doubled!"
"Ding!"
"[Sword of Vishanti] begins to conduct advanced trash talk teaching and guidance for the host:"
"It is recommended that the host use the following sentence pattern on Kaecilius: 'Old Ka, seeing how limp your axe swing is, did you not eat dinner last night? I wish you impotence early and a house full of children and grandchildren!'"
Hearing the system prompt, Ryan almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
What the hell is this!
This lousy skill liking to act cool normally was fine. Why has it now evolved into such a troll attribute that pisses people off to death?
Who on Earth taught it this!
Usually, I am a gentle, cultured mage who never curses, alright!
"Ding!"
"[Sword of Vishanti] believes that the host's facial skin thickness has reached an extremely high realm!"
"The soul compatibility between the host and the skill has greatly increased!"
"The host's control over sword Qi has reached the realm of pointing like an arm and a finger!"
Ryan was completely speechless.
This system is simply poisonous!
Just when Ryan was briefly distracted by the system's outrageous operations,
Kaecilius keenly captured this flaw.
"Bastard!"
"Fighting me, you actually dare to be distracted!"
"You are courting death!"
Kaecilius felt that he had suffered immense humiliation.
As a dark magic master who sacrificed his soul for power, he was actually completely ignored by a junior during battle!
If this can be tolerated, what cannot be tolerated!
Kaecilius's eyes completely turned pitch black.
He frantically squeezed the dark power bestowed by Dormammu within his body. On the black giant axe in his hand, a heart-palpitating gloomy light instantly burst forth.
"Break for me!"
Kaecilius roared and slashed down with another axe with all his might.
Creak!
Accompanied by a teeth-aching frictional sound,
Ryan was surprised to find that the surface of the two previously indestructible Persephones Sigs above his head actually showed a trace of extremely minute cracks!
Holy crap!
This old bastard is risking his life!
Ryan felt a shock in his heart. This was the first time his fusion shield showed signs of damage in actual combat.
It seems that Dormammu's origin power truly cannot be underestimated.
"Kaecilius, I didn't expect you to actually have some improvement. In that case, I will also have to defend seriously!"
As Ryan spoke, he suddenly clenched his right hand in the void.
Hum!
A long sword twice as thick as usual, with purple light almost condensing into substance, instantly formed in his hand!
It was precisely the Sword of Vishanti that had obtained the power-doubling buff!
With the long sword in hand,
Ryan did not hesitate at all, directly swinging the giant sword and fiercely hacking right against Kaecilius's black giant axe!
Kaecilius was directly dumbfounded.
???
Didn't you fucking say you were going to defend seriously!
What the hell is it that you pull out such a big glowing sword and hack over directly!
Kaecilius had no time to change his move at all and could only grit his teeth to resist hard.
Boom!
The purple sword blade and the black giant axe collided crashingly in mid-air!
Crack!
An extremely crisp breaking sound clearly reached the ears of both.
The giant axe in Kaecilius's hand, condensed from the dark space and claiming to be indestructible,
was actually sliced by Ryan with this seemingly casual sword strike,
cleanly split into two halves right from the middle!
The broken black axe head tumbled twice in mid-air, smashed onto the ground with a clang, and turned into a puddle of black water that dissipated.
Kaecilius's entire body was like being hit head-on by a high-speed train, flying backward dozens of meters away directly.
He smashed onto the ground in a sorry state, staring fixedly at the remaining half of the axe handle in his hand.
In his eyes, they were filled with extreme shock and disbelief.
How is this possible!
This Space Blade was a sacred artifact compressed by him using space shards and personally blessed by Dormammu's origin power!
Let alone ordinary magical weapons,
even those divine artifacts from Asgard that claim to be able to open up heaven and Earth wouldn't even think about easily cutting it apart!
Yet now...
that broken sword resembling an amethyst in Ryan's hand
actually chopped it in half with a single strike?!
At this moment, Kaecilius's worldview completely collapsed!