Chapter 241 The Chase from the New York Temple
Night, Hell's Kitchen, an abandoned factory.
Deep in the factory, the light of the torches flickered, making the whole factory even more weird.
His eyes focused on the bright place. On a flat ground deep in the factory, a man in black robes stood in the middle. Opposite him, the 20 deaf-mute people who had just been created by Shouhehui were looking at the man in black robes in front of them with great fear.
They had just lost the ability to speak. Except that the world in front of them was still a little bright, there was silence. Even when they got here, someone drove them with sticks.
I believe that before long, the world that was originally bright in their eyes will turn into black and white, and everything will be despair.
At this moment, the man in black robe opened his hands and said as if he was enjoying it: "Strong fear, mixed with despair after hope is shattered, a good sacrifice."
"Lawrence, the sacrifices you need have been brought. Later, don't forget what you promised us."
Alexandra, the five-fingered hand standing nearby, said in a low voice, while Erica, the black air carrier standing nearby, stared at the man in black robe expressionlessly.
The man in black robe, or Dormammu believer Lawrence, turned his head to look at Alexandra, and looked at Erica with some fear.
He said in a hoarse voice: "Don't worry, these batch of sacrifices made by your Hand are good. I believe we will definitely have more cooperation in the future."
"It's just checking some traces. It's simple."
As he spoke, Lawrence stretched out his thin left arm, covered with various black lines, and waved it gently.
A black mist quickly gushes out from the right hand and spreads throughout the factory, gradually covering the deaf-mute Alexandra and the black sky.
"Black Sky." Alexandra said coldly.
In an instant, Erica stepped lightly on the ground, and a halo of blood and a strange aura enveloped Alexandra and herself.
At the same time, the surrounding black fog was dispersed. However, perhaps knowing that these fogs were useful, Erica did not completely disperse them, only about three meters away.
The next moment, the black mist seemed to sense something and kept surging, and then the scene changed.
The fog disappeared and the factory returned to its original state.
No, to be precise, it is restored to the picture 10 days ago.
A large number of deaf-mute workers had expressionless faces, as if they were mechanically producing white powder. From time to time, some thugs with guns could be seen wandering around.
Seeing this, Alexandra's eyes revealed anticipation.
Lawrence, a believer in Dormammu, said: "Everything you want to know about the scene that happened in the factory that day was all staged here again."
After hearing this, Alexandra nodded slightly to express her understanding, and then continued to focus on the picture in front of her.
He wanted to see which one who didn't have the guts to dare to take action against his opponent.
Soon, under Aristotle's gaze, this group of thugs threw their guns on the ground like crazy for some unknown reason, but soon, the guns floated in the air and flew to three people upstairs. Young people, to be precise, were in front of two men and one woman.
Alexandra, on the other hand, kept the faces of the three people in her mind and prepared to go back to investigate.
The following scene made Alexandra frown slightly. These thugs were fighting like blind men, and then one by one they were like pieces of wood, and were knocked down by three young men like they were drinking water and eating.
"Lawrence, can you reproduce the sound?" Alexandra asked. He felt that the behavior of these thugs was a bit strange. Unfortunately, there was no sound. He could only watch their mouths and could not obtain further information.
"No, we can only replay the scene." Lawrence on the side replied calmly.
However, he looked at the branches in the hands of the three young men with great interest. To be precise, they were wands, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
The next moment, his pupils shrank.
After the thugs were dealt with, a handsome figure emerged, and Lawrence just stared at the ring on his right hand. To be precise, it was a hanging ring.
"Kama Taj, I didn't expect that." Dorrance murmured to himself, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
The mage of Kama Taj, this is the best sacrifice to my Lord.
Immediately afterwards, they saw four people talking, Ian and the three dealt with the thugs, and Lockhart comforted the deaf-mute and took him away.
After all the scenes ended, Dorrance waved his arms again, and the scene returned to the beginning.
Seeing this, Alexandra recalled the scene she had just seen, and a trace of caution flashed in her eyes.
I originally thought they were ordinary vigilantes at most, but I didn't expect that they actually involved extraordinary powers.
Judging from the posture just now, it seems that he is training apprentices and is preparing to use their hands as foot pedals.
Thinking of this, Alexandra's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
Then, after thinking about it, he said to Lawrence next to him: "Is it okay to kill 100 of the same sacrifices as before?"
After hearing this, Lawrence raised his eyebrows and said indifferently: "Of course there is no problem, but I want all the sacrifices first."
However, Alexandra didn't hear it. Although the other party's words were calm, there was a trace of ridicule.
"Too many, 30 at most, and the rest will be given after they are completed." Alexandra said directly.
"Okay, no problem." Lawrence, a disciple of Dormammu, agreed readily.
This made Alexandra secretly say something bad, but she didn't say much. Anyway, in the end, whether the other party could get hold of these more than 70 believers was another matter.
Afterwards, they chatted for a few words and then left with the black empty carrier Erica.
When Lawrence saw the two leaving, the corner of his mouth curled up.
It would be a good idea for these blasphemers who stole the power of gods to use it as sacrifices.
Immediately, Lawrence turned around and looked at the 20 sacrifices with fearful expressions on their faces, with a hint of enjoyment in his eyes.
Then, lightly step on the ground with your right foot.
In an instant, with Lawrence's feet as the center, the surroundings began to gradually appear, dense black lines exuding evil aura, and finally combined into a sacrifice formation.
Seeing this, Lawrence waved his right arm again, and the black mist emerged again, covering the group of deaf-mute people.
At the same time, a large amount of blood flowed out of the black mist, and the surrounding lines exuded an evil and bloody smell.
At this moment, Lawrence was half-kneeling on the ground, muttering to himself: "The great Lord of the Dark Dimension, the powerful being who controls the darkness."
Along with Lawrence's prayer, a powerful wave of dark energy emitted around him, which seemed to be responding to Lawrence's sacrifice.
Immediately afterwards, the black mist seemed to be stimulated and began to expand rapidly. Lawrence's expression remained unchanged, and he opened his arms as if enjoying it, allowing the black mist to quickly return to his body.
Feeling the rich dark energy in his body, Lawrence nodded slightly.
The quality of these sacrifices was good, and he had recovered a lot of strength. If he hadn't been injured by Kama Taj's mage before, he would have swallowed up all the Hand and the others.
Immediately, after the fog dissipated, he looked at the dead bones of 20 deaf-mute people left on the ground. He seemed to sense something and smiled coldly.
As soon as he turned around, the black mist enveloped him and disappeared immediately, leaving only the blood-stained sacrificial magic circle and a large number of withered bones.
Not long after, several red-flame portals suddenly appeared. Casillas and other Karma Taj mages appeared in the factory, and Lockhart was among them.
"Master Jonas, what do you think?" Casillas asked Master Jonas who was responsible for detection.
"Lawrence, this guy, ran away again." Jonas walked up to the withered bones, looked at the sacrificial magic circle around him, and said bitterly: "This guy has a nose like a dog. If there is anything wrong, he will run away."
Hearing this, Casillas was speechless.
Lawrence, a senior Dormammu believer, had a lot of Kama Taj mages sacrificed by him, and even some of his friends.
Casillas was naturally happy to hear the news that the other party had been hit hard.
But the other party came to New York, which made him a little bit troublesome. In order to prevent the other party from making as much noise as possible on his own territory, he summoned many powerful mages, including Lockhart.
Trying to deal with the other party at once, but unfortunately, the other party ran away again.
At this moment, Lockhart felt a little emotional when he sensed the crowd of mages around him.
The strength is good. It seems that Casillas has brought most of the combat power of the New York Temple.
Casillas naturally told Lawrence's information.
He has now joined Karma Taj, and according to the contract, he is obliged to deal with evil entities similar to the followers of Dormammu.
What's more, he lives in New York and is good friends with Casillas, so there is no possibility of rejecting him.
However, looking at the familiar environment around me, there was something strange in my eyes.
Is it possible that the Hand and the believers of Dormammu are also getting together.
After thinking for a while, he walked up to Casillas and said, "Casillas, I have some information in my hand."
I'm very sorry. There was some trouble, but it's almost settled. I'll update another chapter later. I'll update it normally tomorrow.
