Hogwarts professor mixed in Marvel

Chapter 681 Strange: I finally stood up openly!

Author: Desolate Stars

Chapter 681 Strange: I finally stood up openly!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Following Lockhart, Mephisto, and Dormammu, the souls jumped out and turned into a stream of light that entered the brow of the god's soul.

After Thor watched for a few seconds, Lockhart's explanation just now echoed in his mind.

Pulling Rojas' body and flying towards Ianwanda and others.

At this moment, the battle between Ian Wanda and others has not stopped.

But those who can survive now have strong life-saving abilities.

Therefore, although the battle is fierce, almost no mage has died so far.

After Strange and Grindelwald saw what Lockhart had just done, Thor, the God of Thunder, came with Lockhart's body.

I immediately knew that the final moment had arrived.

"Beware of Thor!"

"All mages, gather and form an array!"

Strange shouted loudly.

With his identity as leader David's confidant, he also has a certain degree of appeal among the fallen wizards.

Of course, the most important thing is the threat of Thor.

After hearing Strange's call, they quickly gathered towards Strange's location.

At the same time, as Strange waved the hanging ring, a series of information about the magic circle appeared in the fallen mage's mind.

Nothingness Leap!

Sacrifice a part of your body, soul, and mental power, transform your own form, jump to the back of the world, and escape from the void through the cracks.

At first glance, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

The only thing worth criticizing is that opening this magic circle requires a sacrifice.

And it's not just pure magic, spiritual power, soul, but also true spirit.

Many fallen mages felt a little hesitant.

Do you feel the price paid is too high?

And there was some kind of bad premonition in my heart.

"We are already reluctant to fight against the Karma Taj Wizard, plus the Thunder God Thor."

"I can't hold it any longer."

Strange said quickly: "Those who are willing to leave the battlefield, come to me and form an array together."

"If you don't want to, please leave some space."

Having said this, Strange showed an obviously impatient look on his face.

He seemed really anxious and didn't wait for the other fallen mages to say anything.

He took the lead in waving the hanging ring in his hand and started to arrange the magic circle with himself as the core.

Next to him, Grindelwald and the group of newly fallen mages did not hesitate too much.

At the same time, wave the hanging ring, spread your magic power, and join this magic circle.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a mysterious wave emitted, which contained the smell of space, nothingness, etc.

Seeing this, he looked at Thor, the God of Thunder, coming over.

They didn't have time to reconsider their attitude, and some fallen mages directly waved their hanging rings and joined in.

There are still some fallen mages left, and they are still hesitant in their hearts.

"Morrow, hurry up. Although the price is not small, survival is important."

"Sasha, come here quickly and leave this land of right and wrong first. Let's talk about other things. God, we have no chance."

"..."

Some fallen mages with relatively good connections began to persuade.

With this advice, some people joined the formation.

There are only a handful of fallen mages left, less than 5, who are still standing there with uncertain faces.

They are all confident in their own strength, and basically, they can be said to be at the top.

Their desire is also the most ardent, whether to become a god or to become a god.

Now Strange's cry for escape is, to them, more like a betrayal of their own goals.

The gods in front of them did not see Lockhart, nor Mephisto, and Dormammu tried every means to rob them.

So many people have been sacrificed now.

Leave as soon as there is danger.

This is not too simple.

The road to becoming a god is not just a play, there is no way it is not dangerous. If you are worried about the danger, you might as well stay at Kama Taj.

Why betrayal?

The gods in front of you include the true spirits of the gods.

As long as you obtain, even a small part of it, your probability of becoming a god will more than double.

David was so tempted.

Bet your body, soul, and spirit on this battle.

Although David is almost completely dead now, which seems very stupid, they must also express their admiration.

In other words, David's actions, as well as Mephisto and Dormammu's actions also stimulated them.

They don't want to leave.

Because once you leave, the road to becoming a god is equivalent to destroying half of it.

Seeing that these five fallen mages did not move, he glanced at the teacher Grindelwald and saw the other party nodded slightly.

Strange began to use his strength, using his core position in the magic circle, to start linking and controlling every link of the current magic circle.

The mages who join the magic circle naturally don't have much resistance.

After all, sheep cannot walk without a head, and geese cannot fly without a head.

They need Strange to take them away from this defeated battlefield.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Almost instantly, a faint silver-gray mist suddenly rose up around him.

The mist is filled with the atmosphere of mystery, nothingness, depravity, space, secrecy, etc.

There was still a trace of struggle in their eyes, as if they still felt very complicated about giving up the opportunity to leave.

However, the faces of the five of them quickly returned to normal.

Now that you have made a choice, fight to the end.

Looking at each other, they both seemed to notice the cruel look in their old friend's eyes.

Then, without hesitation, the five people moved and formed a magic circle in less than two or three seconds.

At the same time, the souls of these five fallen mages jumped out, and their bodies began to melt and burn as if they were being sacrificed.

The whole person's soul exuded a faint silver light, and the silver light flickered. The five of them flew high into the sky, seemingly having the same goal as Lockhart Mephisto and others.

The center of the god's brow, the depth of the soul, the birthplace of the true spirit.

In this battle, they will take a gamble together.

However……

When they flew together between the gods' eyebrows, they lowered their heads and looked at Strange's original position.

Suddenly, their eyes were splitting.

The silver-gray mist that was originally used to leave and transfer has disappeared.

Except for Strange and Grindelwald, all the mages present disappeared.

…………

"Don't worry, everyone cooperates well and will leave soon."

"Don't resist. If you feel uncomfortable, please speak up."

"Don't let a small loss lead to a big loss and delay our opportunity to escape."

As the magic circle slowly started to activate, Strange shouted loudly.

Immediately afterwards, everyone present felt a mysterious suction force.

It seemed that their souls came into contact with each other and began to suck and devour them.

He could feel very uneasy like this.

"This is part of the sacrifice. As long as the energy is enough, I will stop immediately."

Strange quickly reminded: "Cooperate, everyone should not resist, what we need now is unity;"

After hearing this, although the mages looked a little ugly, they still did not interrupt the resistance.

After all, they also received the message at the beginning that they needed to make sacrifices.

No matter what, let's escape later.

This is the primary thought in their hearts.

For this, it is worth paying some price.

However……

"Strange, what's going on?"

"Why don't you stop!"

"Tell me, Strange, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Ahhhh..."

"Let me go, let me go, don't devour my soul, my true spirit..."

"Strange, please, please."

"Let me go, Strange, I surrender..."

"..."

The mage who chooses to leave may not be that hard-core.

After all, how could someone with a strong will choose to run away?

In the silver-gray mist, they felt that the sacrificial circle was not stopping, constantly extracting their magic power, souls, and even true spirits.

They wanted to escape, but the sacrificial circle tightly bound them.

They began to angrily curse Strange.

Curse Strange for being shameless, curse Strange for being unfaithful, curse Strange for being cunning and cunning, curse...

However, no matter how unpleasant their curses are.

I never got a reply from Strange, I could only feel that the sacrificial circle was speeding up.

Forced to swallow the magical souls and true spirits in their bodies.

They clearly feel the weakness in their bodies.

But there is nothing you can do.

So, from cursing to praying to expressing loyalty.

However, there was still silence.

Strange didn't reply, as if he had disappeared.

But how is this possible?

They discovered this sacrificial magic circle, which was said to be an escape from the world of gods, and bound them tightly, constantly devouring everything they had.

They wanted to struggle and resist, but to no avail.

Finally, their hearts were filled with despair.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

I don’t know how long it took, or how soon.

As a breeze blew by, the silver-gray mist slowly disappeared.

Dozens of clan mages also disappeared.

There were only the two people in front of them, and a gray-black true spiritual light ball placed in front of them.

"Mr. Grindelwald!" Ionwanda exclaimed.

What did Strange do? They got a rough idea

But Grindelwald was also involved, which they never expected.

"It's me!" Grindelwald said with a smile: "This Strange needs no further introduction."

"Take the initiative to accept the task and become our undercover agent among the fallen mages, delivering us a large amount of useful information."

“It’s really a great contribution!”

Grindelwald established a heroic image for Strange in a few words.

And Strange also saw the admiring looks among Master Kama Taj.

My heart is naturally happy.

However, he still smiled reservedly at everyone, nodded, and prepared to say a few humble words.

However, before he could speak, Grindelwald interrupted: "We will discuss our matters later."

"Now, Lockhart has given us an important task."

Having said this, Grindelwald focused his gaze on the gray true spiritual light ball in front of him.

He had not forgotten Lockhart's request.

So, he took the True Spirit Light Ball and flew high into the sky.

At this time, the nameless fallen mage who had already transformed into a soul form saw this scene.

Especially when I saw them talking and laughing with the magician of Kama Taj.

Anger suddenly rose.

betray!

This is naked betrayal!

These mages don't care whether Shitlai is an undercover agent or something.

They only knew that because of Strange, except for a few of them, almost the entire army was wiped out.

How could you not hate it?

Because now I want to tear every piece of Strange's flesh and every bone into pieces.

To vent the hatred in my heart.

But they still know what is most important in their hearts.

As long as you win the battle for the true spirit of the gods.

Then you have the power to overthrow everything.

If they fail, there is nothing to say. Death is their final result.

No hesitation, throw away the distracting thoughts in your heart.

The souls of the five people became a whole through the magic circle and poured into the forehead of the god.

Joined the arena of Mephisto, Lockhart and others.

He paid no attention to Grindelwald who flew up.

It seems that there is no point in fighting Grindelwald now.

Or maybe they seem to be less powerful in combat in their soul state.

Grindelwald, who was located below, saw the soul of the fallen mage flying into the god's brow.

Sighing, his figure stopped in front of his eyebrows.

Immediately afterwards, he waved the magic wand in his hand and let the gray true spirit with strong pollution constructed through sacrifice fly into the forehead of the god.

Grindelwald, on the other hand, fell slowly.

He has no interest in participating in the battlefield deep in the soul.

Mephisto and the fallen mage have restricted their physical bodies to qualify.

Even Lockhart kept his body and let Thor, God of Thunder, help take care of him before entering.

Doesn't he think that he alone can achieve much effect on the battlefield deep in the soul of the god?

His destiny's eyes told him.

Danger! Danger! Still dangerous!

If a single soul enters the battlefield, I'm afraid, he will really be hanging.

Therefore, according to Lockhart's request, the gray true spirit was thrown into the depths of the god's soul.

Grindelwald withdrew.

Quietly waiting for the results of the battlefield deep in the soul.

…………

The depths of the god's soul.

A large number of glowing and flowing true spirit threads of different colors are intertwined.

Some of these true spirit threads are entangled with each other, some collide with each other, and some even wear out each other.

However, if you look carefully, you will find that these intertwined, entangled, and colliding true spiritual threads seem to have a different kind of beauty.

If you look from a distance, you will find that these silk threads of different colors form a huge true spirit imprint.

The colors of the True Spirit Brand are very complicated, colorful, and all kinds of things.

It makes people feel dazzled and even makes them feel as if they are being polluted.

Because there are so many colors and they are changing all the time.

Although the color is changing, the structure of the True Spirit Brand is still generally intact.

Especially with the True Spirit Brand, remote areas are very stable.

The further in, towards the core, it is still changing slowly.

But it can still be seen that when the core position of the True Spirit Brand no longer changes and is fixed.

The true spirit and self of the gods will be completely awakened and become gods in the true sense.

The structure of the true spirit is gradually being improved, and is already mostly complete.

At this moment, suddenly...

Three streams of light appeared on the edge of the true spirit mark.

One is red flame, and the remaining two are gray and black.

It was Lockhart, Mephisto, and Dormammu.

"Lockhart, you can't escape this time."

Dormammu stared at Lockhart's soul, seeming to notice something, and said greedily.

(End of chapter)