Her Majesty Nero was quite content at this moment. After the Holy Grail swallowed Dormammu, the All the Worlds Evils within and the power of the Holy Grail itself were continuously eroding Dormammu's main body.
Her Majesty Nero's power also began to grow. Although not by much, as long as the Holy Grail was still operating and the Dark Dimension still existed, this growth would be continuous.
The feeling of constantly getting stronger was truly exhilarating. Her Majesty Nero's ahoge swayed, and she was always stronger in the next second than she was in the last.
She was now thinking about Mephisto and the other Hell Lords. If she also soaked them in the Holy Grail... tsk tsk... what a great tonic!
It was somewhat like making medicinal wine, but the Dimensional Demon Gods were much stronger than those medicinal ingredients.
She shook the Holy Grail as if there was still wine sloshing inside, and Her Majesty Nero smiled contentedly. Space rippled, and she put the Holy Grail away.
The next moment, a portal opened, and she returned to Kamar-Taj. Several hours had passed, and The Ancient One was still the same, sitting there, slowly savoring a cup of tea, unhurriedly.
On one side of the tea table were the materials Her Majesty Nero had requested. At this point, perhaps they should be called her reward.
"As expected of you, Her Majesty Nero. To resolve a Demon God like Dormammu so quickly," The Ancient One immediately put down her teacup and applauded, praising her when she saw Her Majesty Nero return.
Originally, Her Majesty Nero had been a little annoyed seeing The Ancient One leisurely drinking tea, but upon hearing the praise, she instantly cast that displeasure to the back of her mind.
"Hmm, I personally took action. Dormammu was just a trivial matter," Her Majesty Nero stood with her hands on her hips and her head held high, beginning to recount her heroic deeds to The Ancient One.
After all, Dormammu was The Ancient One's old nemesis, so of course, she had to know the details of what happened.
It definitely wasn't because I wanted to show off, absolutely not!
"At that time, Dormammu was clamoring... could I tolerate it? One step forward and mountains and rivers shattered... that guy's face was filled with terror..."
The Ancient One did not interrupt Her Majesty Nero, who was clearly adding a lot of artistic embellishment to her story. Instead, she smiled and nodded in agreement from time to time.
"As expected of Your Majesty!"
"Dormammu actually dared to do such a thing..."
"Indeed, I knew Her Majesty Nero, you must have had a backup plan."
"..."
This cooperation made Her Majesty Nero even more excited. The battle had lasted several hours, but Her Majesty Nero took two hours just to tell the story, and The Ancient One showed no impatience whatsoever.
"Finally, I imprisoned Dormammu in the Holy Grail to soak in wine. When I have time, I'll go catch a few more Hell Lords to soak with him."
Finally, Her Majesty Nero also promised The Ancient One, "When my 'wine' is brewed, I'll let you have a taste too."
Her Majesty Nero was very generous to The Ancient One, her first friend in this world.
However, when The Ancient One saw the 'wine' in the Holy Grail, which seemed to have countless demons emitting black mist, her smile finally became a little forced.
She waved her hand, rejecting Her Majesty Nero's kind offer, and instead asked another question, "By the way, Her Majesty Nero, can you lend your power to Kamar-Taj?"
"My power?" Her Majesty Nero was a little surprised.
"Yes, we can sign a contract. The souls of deceased Mystic Arts practitioners will belong to you," The Ancient One poured her a cup of tea.
Her Majesty Nero was definitely the greatest potential stock in the world. She currently only had her native dimension and half of the Dark Dimension, but in the future, her dimensions would surely increase.
The factions joining her would also surely increase, all of which would become Her Majesty Nero's future pantheon. Therefore, the earlier one joined, the more advantages one could gain.
And a contract with Kamar-Taj's Mystic Arts practitioners was undoubtedly the best way, whether alive or after death.
When Her Majesty Nero became a new Creator God one day in the future, it would probably be very difficult just to seek her out.
Therefore, as long as Her Majesty Nero agreed, Kamar-Taj would make a pure profit.
Originally, The Ancient One hadn't planned to be so rushed, but she heard that Odin, that old fellow, was also going to make a move, and Her Majesty Nero herself didn't seem to care about these matters at all.
So she decided to act quickly, leveraging her friendly relationship with Her Majesty Nero to secure the spot first.
As expected, Her Majesty Nero did not refuse.
"Hmm, I have no problem with that, but aren't you using the power of The Vishanti quite well?"
"Although The Vishanti's power is strong, it is also limited. Compared to Her Majesty Nero's power, alas~" The Ancient One sighed, as if the old patron's power was insufficient, and due to identity issues, she couldn't speak plainly.
But in reality, The Ancient One secretly raised an eyebrow, what? Would The Vishanti dare to complain to you?
Password correct, function unlocked... "Mwahahaha, is that so? Hmm, no problem, take it and use it! As long as evil thoughts exist in the world, my power will be inexhaustible, not to mention I also have the power of dragons!"
Her Majesty Nero laughed heartily upon hearing this and readily agreed.
"Then, Your Majesty, please take a look at this contract." The Ancient One was very well prepared and immediately pulled out an ancient parchment-style contract and handed it to Her Majesty Nero.
Her Majesty Nero took the contract and read it carefully. Familiarity aside, such things still needed to be scrutinized.
However, when she finished reading, she found that all the clauses in it were restrictions on the Mystic Arts practitioners.
For example: No disrespect towards Her Majesty Nero, violators shall be consumed by flames.
Cultivate diligently, do not use Her Majesty Nero's power for enjoyment.
Do not defy Her Majesty Nero's commands.
All beings who use Her Majesty Nero's power, their souls shall belong to Her Majesty Nero after death.
The final interpretation right belongs to Her Majesty Nero... This was practically a slave contract, which surprised Her Majesty Nero. Is The Ancient One so harsh on her own people?
The Ancient One smiled without explaining. The harsher the contract, the deeper the binding, and this degree was just right.
When beings from other dimensions joined in the future, this so-called'slave contract' would be the most basic requirement for joining the core of Her Majesty Nero's pantheon. This move was about leaving no room for latecomers.
But for Her Majesty Nero, this was a perfect dedicatory contract. The combined energy used by a group of Mystic Arts practitioners throughout their lives might not even be as much as Her Majesty Nero's power growth in a single month.
After all, once there was a patron, it would be hard to say whose power everyone would use.
The Ancient One picked up her teacup with a hint of melancholy. She already foresaw the Kamar-Taj practitioners in this world becoming a bunch of eternal debtors.
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