Marvel's strongest warden

The town was deserted and desolate at night. Not sure if it was an illusion, but the Black Heart Demon felt that the town seemed to have fallen into death.

Thick smoke came to this small town, and the Black Heart Demon carefully identified the direction and flew towards the castle in the distance.

This castle was bought by a wealthy businessman not long ago for renovation.

This wealthy businessman has a professional security team here. Unfortunately, these teams seem to be nothing to the black-hearted devil.

They cannot protect themselves from demonic attacks.

The Black Heart Devil landed on the platform, checked the status of the security personnel below, and frowned a little.

"What's this?"

He couldn't feel any trace of life in those security personnel.

Even their bodies are cold.

There is no blood circulation.

This is completely the state of a dead person.

The black-hearted demon subconsciously thinks that this is black witchcraft.

Many dark wizards are keen on creating living corpses. For them, living corpses are their most loyal guards.

The Dark Heart Demon is not afraid of these dark wizards.

What's more, the owner of this house may not be a dark wizard.

If this guy really knew black magic, he wouldn't be praying to a non-existent Satan.

Once again, it turned into a burst of black smoke and shattered the glass, and the Black Heart Demon fell into the hall.

The entire hall was silent.

There's no one here.

What's even more strange is that the Black Heart Demon can't find anyone either.

Either everyone is hiding or everyone has left here.

The entire castle is brightly lit, as is the hall.

The Black Heart Demon unconsciously felt a little uneasy.

Things seem a little out of control?

He heard what sounded like singing coming from downstairs.

He walked downstairs, came to a closed door, and gently opened the door.

This is a lounge.

There are bookshelves on three sides, filled with some far-fetched and forged books.

A lot of black magic is indeed written on parchment, and some even use human parchment to write the devil's ravings.

But not everything written on parchment is black magic.

Every dark wizard will have some identifying symbols marked on his books.

He found no identifying symbols on it.

This means that these things are all fake.

Next to the sofa is a small bohemian style table.

The old record player is working above.

On the sofa, someone was sleeping covered with a blanket.

There were irregular, black stains scattered on the handmade wool carpet.

It looks like dried blood.

"This looks really bad."

The Black Heart Demon said with excitement that he finally knew why this place turned out like this. It was obvious that the power of black magic was leaked out.

He felt the power of black magic in this room, and the power of black magic seemed to appear on that record.

He stepped into the room and wanted to touch the record.

Who knew that just after he stretched out his hand, a hand suddenly appeared from the sky and held his wrist firmly.

"What are you doing?

Do you want to steal my baby?"

The smile on the Black Heart Demon's face stopped.

He turned his face and saw a pair of scarlet eyes.

…

Outside the castle, the Crime and Punishment team, which had eliminated those demons, stood still.

The detector in front of them showed that the magnetic field dimensions in front of them were off the charts.

"Check the equipment."

The leader said.

After the rest of the people checked the equipment, the person leading the team immediately reported to the superiors.

I have no intention of entering.

This is obviously not something they can touch or deal with.

According to their previous combat skills, they chose to call for artillery support.

Almost ten seconds later, the space wormhole opened.

Mason walked out. He looked at the castle in front of him and signaled the Crime and Punishment team to leave.

After the wormhole, his daughter also walked out.

This was one of the few times that she was willing to walk with her old father.

"Dangerous?"

Mason asked.

He had already noticed the aura of black magic permeating the castle in front of him.

Behind him, a large, vague eye peered here, attracting the other person's attention.

The guards who looked like living corpses came out.

Their pace looks strange.

It was like rigor mortis after all the joints were stiff.

Alexstrasza didn't pay attention to her father's inquiry. She didn't move or retreat, and stood beside Mason.

Some pollution information popped up from the Eye of the Abyss behind Mason, and fell on the zombie-like guards. Five seconds later, they turned into a pile of mud-like things.

Their bodies are not strong enough for them to undergo a high-level evolution.

They can only destroy.

Mason and Alexstrasza walked into the castle together.

Those security systems that cost a lot of money to build are of no use to people like Mason.

They arrived at the hall easily, climbed up the stairs, and saw the wide open door and a pair of scarlet eyes.

"Who are you?

Are you here to snatch my baby too?"

he asked fiercely.

Mason didn't speak, his eyes fell behind this poor man who had obviously become a puppet.

Behind him, the record player was still working, making a hoarse and unpleasant sound.

This man is just a slave to records.

Mason continued to move forward, but the puppet continued to repeat a monotonous sentence.

"You mean you don't want to take away my baby?"

"I'm not interested in your baby."

Mason said, Alexstrasza stepped forward, and the puppet decisively turned its attention to Alexstrasza.

Mason walked past him, and he didn't seem to notice.

Mason came to the house, and the most noteworthy thing in the house was the record player.

In addition, Mason took two steps, waved his hand, and a hidden grid opened.

"Something was taken."

The extremely rich aura of black magic emerged from this dark space.

This is not normal.

The more top-notch black magic books, the more normal they are.

In the hands of a top physicist, it is the holy book of physics.

In the hands of a chemist, it is the bible of the elements.

It's embarrassing to say that the devil is more powerful than humans in some subjects.

With such a strong aura of black magic, what black magic books did the devil take away?

In Mason's hand, the reality gem glowed slightly.

Soon, Mason saw a trace of dark magic.

"Walk."

Mason said to his daughter, outside, another Mason led a team over. Those people were not the Crime and Punishment team, they were ordinary security personnel.

Security personnel carrying explosive equipment.

"Raze this place for me! Something strange will happen, and holy water will be poured out on a large scale!

Don't miss any corner here.

If that doesn't work, use the magic mixture!

Even if a god comes here today, he will be defeated!"

Those people began to arrange the exterior walls, and even the most efficient ones had already gone to look for the architectural map of the castle.

Mason directly opened the space wormhole and dived in!