Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

"Did Team 3 gain anything?"

"No!"

"Where's No. 5?"

"Stop talking, I accidentally encountered a trap just now, and Asserga died."

"Be careful, after all, the soul of the god is involved here."

"..."

"I have a suggestion. How about we take the initiative to detonate an area and see what the reaction will be, in case we find clues."

"No, if the god embryo wakes up, or it attracts Kama Taj's idea outside, it will be troublesome."

"It's not impossible to try if there's less noise."

"..."

"Don't do it, don't do it. Everyone must not cast powerful magic at will, especially soul-type ones."

"I just received news that all the members of a team died just now. The reason was that they cast the Soul-Destroying Heavenly Curse, which aroused the souls of the gods to counterattack."

"Almost completely destroyed!"

"..."

Information flowed quickly through the contract, and everyone present couldn't help but sigh.

Strange said: "Two or three hours have passed now. It depends on whether these Asgardians can hold on."

"If these Asgardians can't stop Lockhart and the others..."

Strange didn't finish what he said, but the meaning was clear.

This group of people must either stop or continue to lurk.

Otherwise, if they are discovered, I am afraid that Kamal Taj will arrest and target them with all their strength. At that time, there will really be no way to save the day.

Thinking of this, the face of the mage next to him also became gloomy.

However, after seeing that Dormammu's expression did not change, he tried again: "Dormammu, do you think there is a high chance that the Supreme Mage will take action this time?"

"I think you should try not to take action when the time comes. Your identities are too sensitive."

"If Lockhart directly calls the Supreme Mage to come, I'm afraid none of us will be able to escape."

After Dormammu heard this, he paused and said again: "Don't worry, compared to us, Odin, the old guy, is the Supreme Dharma who needs to worry the most."

But what to say?

Dormammu's actions began to speed up, and there was a hint of urgency.

If you want to quickly restore your original strength, the current God embryo is the only possibility.

Otherwise, you can only survive step by step with time.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Dormammu once again let go of his mental power to search for possible clues about the embryonic soul of the god.

Although he also plays black magic.

But it is obvious that what he is good at is related to darkness, and in terms of soul, he is still inferior to Mephisto.

At this moment, suddenly...

"Initially locking the location of the true spirit of the gods!"

"Space coordinates..."

"Come quickly."

A series of coordinate information came to mind, and joy appeared on everyone's faces.

After working for a long time, although I and others did not discover it, I finally got the result.

call! call!

Without hesitation, everyone cast their magic and rushed towards the spatial coordinates.

…………

In the vast void, a golden ball of light kept spinning.

If you examine it carefully, you will find that this huge ball of light is outlined by a large number of pale golden threads.

These threads are constantly changing and moving, and various relief patterns are constantly emerging on the surface of the light ball.

At the same time, it seems that this ball of light changes color every once in a while.

It was light gold just now, but now it's light green.

Moreover, he is constantly moving, or jumping in space.

In the blink of an eye, the light ball on the left just disappeared and appeared on the right, and then reappeared in the south the next moment.

Sometimes the distance is far, sometimes close.

This state is like a child playing.

Mephisto, David, Grindelwald and others stood not far away, using magic to spy on the changes in the position of the light ball in front of them.

At the same time, they exchanged their conjectures.

"It should be the true spirit of the gods."

"I think the color change might have something to do with his mood!"

"Could the runes on the surface of the light ball be his memory inheritance?"

"In the body of a god, can we restrict each other's movement?"

"..."

Questions were raised one after another, and people nearby were expressing their conjectures.

That is to say, the distance of each space jump of the God's True Spirit Light Ball is not very long, so they can maintain continuous tracking.

Mephisto squinted his eyes and looked at the constantly jumping true spiritual light ball.

Feeling the means he had deployed everywhere before, a gleam of joy flashed across his face.

Well, it was because he had made sufficient preparations through transformation that he led this group of fallen mages to track them here.

Tsk tsk tsk, I really didn’t expect that.

The true spirit of this god's embryo had been severely injured.

He said no wonder such a group of mages survived so much after they came in.

It turned out that he was severely injured and fell into a deep sleep, and even the defensive measures were weak.

I have to say, the timing is really great!

With his thoughts turning, Mephisto glanced at the expressions of Dormammu, Strange, David and others next to him.

"The people are almost here now, let's do it together."

"First restrict the movement of the true spirit, and then dismantle his mental defense."

Mephisto finished speaking, and David on the side suggested: "I think everyone should work together to build the Shadow Beam Magic Array of the Sky."

"Also, even after successfully blending the true spirit into the magic circle, no one is allowed to attack the true spirit first. Anyone who strikes first will have everyone attack the other party together."

With that said, David glanced at Mephisto.

He has never been at ease with Mephisto.

Mephisto seemed not surprised and nodded in agreement, as did Dormammu.

Naturally, other mages would not refuse.

Watching the true spirit of the gods jumping in the distance.

The surrounding fallen mages scattered one after another.

With the true spirit's activity range as the center, everyone stood in various positions to form a huge encirclement.

When everyone arrives at the predetermined location.

Everyone began to wave the hanging rings in their hands, magic power began to pour in, and gray threads gradually filled the surroundings.

These threads are very thin and can be easily overlooked if you are not careful.

Each mage waved the hanging ring in his hand, and the gray thread began to spread forward.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

There was a subtle buzzing, and a gray silk thread connected with the gray silk thread of another mage.

Magic power began to flow into each other, and the threads began to spread around at a faster speed.

In less than a minute, the God's True Spirit Light Ball jumped only a few times.

I saw a magic needle that was as big as a small city, and the outline was successful.

In order to prevent the god's light ball from jumping long distances, they expanded the range and poured more magic power into it, trying to further bind the true spirit light ball.

The moment the magic circle was formed, it seemed that the light ball sense knew something bad was going on.

With subtle spatial fluctuations, the True Spirit Light Ball prepared to leave.

However, almost instantly, it was like a tiger devouring it.

Countless gray tentacles suddenly grabbed the True Spirit Light Ball in mid-air.