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The blood-colored clouds were as thick as lead, the hot earth seemed to be boiling with magma, the air was filled with the smell of sulfur and the stench of low-level demons, and strange-looking demon-like creatures were wandering everywhere.

A black figure sat on a tall red throne, and in front of him stood a sheep-headed demon.

"Bilute, what on earth do you think my father is doing? He actually wants to cooperate with Dormammu. Haha, have you forgotten that Dormammu is an ancient dimensional demon god who was contemporary with Satan?"

His words sounded like he was worried about his father's safety, but as a confidant, Bilute knew that his master wished that his father would die soon so that he could inherit his father's parliamentary seat and demon army in hell.

"Dear black-hearted master, this is a good opportunity for us. While Mephisto and Dormammu have restrained the Supreme Mage, she definitely has no energy to worry about us anymore. Why don't we take the opportunity to sneak into the earth and harvest human souls!"

At the end of the sentence, Bilute drooled from the corners of his mouth. He has not tasted the delicious taste of human souls for hundreds of years. The low-level demon souls in hell are always full of stench.

Black Heart held his chin with one hand, pondered for a while and asked in fear.

"Are you sure that the Supreme Mage doesn't care about us? I don't want to be rash and sealed by her for hundreds of years just after entering the earth. Bilute nodded repeatedly and explained after careful consideration.

"This is indeed the case. The Supreme Mage is only a Heavenly Father-level power. If it were not for the magic restriction of Saint Agamotto, he would have been killed by Mephisto and Dormammu.-"

"This time Mephisto and Dormammu have joined forces. Even if their strength on earth will drop by one level due to the restriction, they are still at the same level as the Supreme Mage. Once they fight, it will be difficult for them to allocate their energy to deal with us!"

After hearing what he said, Black Heart no longer hesitated and ordered.

"You go and notify the earth demon Gray Hill, the wind demon Abigail, and the water demon Waller to come see me!"

The three names he called were the three strongest demons under his command, with the strength of high-level demons.

Bilute was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that after making the plan, he was not on the list to go to Earth.

But he was in hell. , he deeply understood that disobeying his master's orders would result in inhumane torture, and hurriedly ran to summon the three great demons.

Black Heart has lived in hell for thousands of years, and is nominally the son of Mephisto, the lord of hell. Son, in fact, he knows his origin very well.

More than a thousand years ago, there was a place called the Crown of Christ on the earth. It was remote and sparsely populated. Many murders had occurred, and the innocent souls were stranded on that hill. The resentment became more and more intense.

As the resentment accumulated, the plants on the hills were affected. The red roses gradually turned black, the thorns on the flower paths became thicker and longer, and there were often hovering in the sky. Red-eyed crow.

It happened that Mephisto, who had just been defeated, was attracted by more and more murders. He came to the Crown of Christ and used the evil resentment accumulated here to create a son and named him Black Heart.

In Black Heart, he was still weak. When he was ignorant, he once thought that Mephisto was a kind father, teaching him to explore the nature of evil and many hell magics.

But as days passed, the origin of Mephisto's serious injury by the Holy Light was still unclear. He could recover, but Black Heart devoured the souls of countless innocent people. His power became stronger and stronger. By chance, Black Heart moved his hand and accidentally injured Mephisto when the father and son were arguing. When Mephisto was surprised to find that Black Heart possessed powers far beyond His own evil origin.

He was deeply afraid that he might be defeated by the son he created in the future, so he deceived Black Heart into Hell on the pretext that Hell was the holy land that could make Black Heart stronger, hoping to take advantage of his home field advantage in Hell. Eliminate Black Heart.

The plan went very smoothly at first, but Black Heart, who believed too much in him, stepped into hell unprepared and fell into the siege of the endless demon army. Just when Mephisto was about to destroy the source of Black Heart's power, Satan appeared He personally stopped his attack and gave Black Heart a seat in Satan's council.

Due to Satan's terrifying strength and power, Mephisto had to stop and temporarily give up the plan to eliminate Black Heart.

When Satan and God disappeared together, Black Heart's His power is only slightly inferior to Mephisto's, and he has also successfully won over several of Mephisto's old enemies, making Mephisto dare not take action.

But after all, he has been operating in hell for countless years, and his background and The power is far greater than that of Black Heart. Under his deliberate suppression, Black Heart found it difficult to develop his own strength in Hell. It took more than a thousand years to conquer three great demons and command hundreds of thousands of lower demon legions under his command.

Black Heart is in Hell. He was bullied, always felt angry and aggrieved in his heart, and was depressed and indulged in wine and sex all day long, until he found out about the news that Mephisto and Dormammu had joined forces to invade the earth.

Bilute left not long after He came back with three big demons exuding powerful coercion. He knelt down respectfully and reported back.

"Master, the three commanders are here!"

The demon Gray Hill, the wind demon Abigail, and the water demon Waller knelt down on one knee, put their left hand on their chests and said hello in a deep voice.

"Meet the owner! I wonder what order the master has given us when he calls us?"

Black Heart glanced at them majestically, tapping his fingers lightly on the throne.

"I will take you out of hell later and go to Earth to collect human souls! You should settle down the demon army under your command first, maybe they will be needed in the future, so that they can be ready for war at any time!"

The three great demons looked at each other and sent magical messages to their respective subordinates to pass on Black Heart's orders.

"Master, we have made arrangements!"

Black Heart took a deep breath of the air full of sulfur smell, and walked towards the depths of the palace with high spirits. After a while, he passed through several obsidian doors engraved with magic spells and came to a tall black obelisk.

"This obelisk has a subspace passage that can bypass Agamotto's magical restrictions and open the door to hell anywhere on earth. You must remember to keep it secret!"

Mogresiel, Wind Demon Abigail, and Water Demon Waller immediately swore to Satan that they would never reveal the secret of this subspace passage to anyone. Only then did Black Heart recite the spell with confidence, dark green and thick resentment Injected into the obelisk, a dark space-time wormhole appeared, and ripples appeared in the surrounding space.

"Hurry up, this passage consumes too much magic power, we must pass through it as soon as possible."

The three great demons rushed into the passage menacingly, and Black Heart followed closely and disappeared into the passage.

Mephisto, who was exchanging information with Dormammu across dimensions, seemed to be aware of it and looked at it thoughtfully. In the direction of Black Heart's territory, his gaze seemed to have penetrated thousands of miles away and layers of magical barriers.

"Damn you bastard, what are you doing?"

……

Manhattan, New York, Human Mutant Power Emergency Center.

Titatita!

With the sound of thick military boots hitting the ground, William Stryker came to the special operations team commander's office.

Snapped! Uh-huh!

He stood at attention and saluted neatly. He looked very energetic in his army uniform.

"Dr. Charles, William Stryker reports! I am very happy to work with you. I was very excited when I received the transfer order. I admire you as an intellectual who has profound knowledge and cares about the people!"

Charles Xavier blushed a little at his praise, waved his hands repeatedly and said humbly.

"Thank you very much, Colonel. I also admire heroes like you who protect our country. Let’s sit down and have a cup of coffee first!"

At his greeting, William Stryker sat on the chair opposite.

When His Excellency the President informed Charles that there would be a colonel who had returned from the Chao-Korean War with outstanding achievements, he was worried about who would come. It would be difficult to deal with him.

Unexpectedly, after meeting him, he realized that the person who came was both enthusiastic and humble. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

He felt very good at that, and he personally made a cup of coffee and handed it over.

"Colonel Stryker, you are finally here. I received the order a month ago. I didn't expect to see you until today. I don't know what happened to you, maybe I can help."

William Stryker tried his best to restrain his mind from thinking about the actual purpose, and recalled the excuses and memories he had prepared long ago.

"Sorry for your concern, it's not a big deal. Since I was responsible for a lot of things before, the handover took too long."

"Dr. Charles, I met Michael before I came to you. As far as I know, the purpose of the Human Mutant Power Emergency Center is to help those who have gained superpowers due to genetic mutations to control their own power and use this power to deal with possible superpower crimes. I don’t know Is the expression correct?"

Charles picked up the coffee and took a sip before nodding slightly and saying with a smile.

"You are right. The reason why I cooperate with the Federation is out of my sense of responsibility for the genetically mutated people and the idea of contributing to the country."

William Stryker's early warning device was not triggered, and he breathed a sigh of relief and said more naturally.

"No wonder Michael admires you so much. My mission here is to strengthen the patriotic education of the Special Operations Forces. You also know that young people today have ever-changing ideas, and someone must guide them into correct thoughts and behaviors."[]

"Of course, if you have any questions about commanding the team, you can also come to me for consultation. I believe that with my many years of experience in commanding special forces on the battlefield, I can help you solve many problems."

Charles nodded while listening. He had just graduated from school and was not good at preaching. It was a great thing to have someone to help with ideological work.

After pondering for a while, he put down his coffee and took out a piece of information from the drawer.

"You're here just in time. I have a profile of a young man here, and I'm wondering which department to assign him to. Please take a look and give me some suggestions."

William Stryker took the information and quickly finished reading it and started commenting.

"According to the data, this genetic mutant named Armandomnios has the ability to survive of the fittest. In other words, anything that cannot kill him will make him stronger."

"I think it will definitely play a powerful role when encountering extreme weather or harsh environments, such as deep-sea exploration or fire rescue, etc."

After listening to his advice, Charles's eyes sparkled.

Armando Muños' ability is so suitable for being a hero. Once he rescues more and more people from various disasters, he can win the beauty and glory. Public support is a good development direction for mutants, a racial group that emerged from nowhere.

William Stryker observed his expression and knew that his suggestion had reached his heart, so he quickly continued while the iron was hot. said

"Maybe you still don’t know that Mr. President intends to put forward a proposal in the second half of this year, asking Meili Jian to send troops to Yuenan to teach the increasingly arrogant Yue Communist Party."

"If you are willing, I can help you train a special operations team and form a special operations team composed of genetic mutants. I believe that with their respective superpowers, they can easily defeat the local armed forces and become beautiful and strong fighting heroes!"

If William Stryker's previous suggestion made Charles very happy, then his second suggestion was not so popular.

The thought of letting the members of the special operations team he formed go to the battlefield to face the danger of bullets and bullets, the hand Stained with countless blood and death, Charles immediately refused excitedly

"Impossible, I disagree! The special operations team is used to help the people, not the federal killing machine. They must not be allowed to go to the battlefield!"

William Stryker wanted to continue to persuade, but suddenly his officer's hat vibrated slightly, and the lighter and keychain in his pocket also vibrated.

"Damn it, that guy read my mind without saying a word, thanks to my special training. Alert that his brain was being invaded, he forced himself to calmly recall the memories he had made up long ago.

"It's a pity that I couldn't convince Dr. Charles, otherwise he would have received a bonus of US$30,000! Fortunately, I negotiated a monthly salary of US$2,600 for the special operations team from the Army Headquarters. I believe Dr. Charles will not kick me out on this condition."

After probing the superficial thoughts and memories of the colonel in front of him, Charles frowned slightly.

It seemed that it was for the sake of 30,000 US dollars that he had inappropriate thoughts and encouraged him to lead the special operations team to the battlefield.

As long as it's not an order from His Excellency the President, it's not a big deal. At most, you just need to be more careful in the future so that he doesn't confuse the members of the special operations team.

William Stryker tried his best to keep what he said, relying on the falsehoods he trained hard to With his shallow thinking and memory shaping abilities, he was confident that he could hide from the psychic master's detection.

As expected, not long after, the vibration in the officer's hat stopped, and the lighter and keychain in his pocket stopped vibrating.

He subconsciously He picked up the coffee and took a sip, concealing the nervousness deep in his heart. There was already a lot of sweat under his thick hair.

This invisible spiritual confrontation ended with William Stryker's victory.

"Mr. Colonel, focus on your job and don't do anything you shouldn't do!"

Charles told him solemnly and put away the information on the table.

"I will arrange a special operations team in the afternoon to receive your patriotism education. I hope you can be ready!"

William Stryker nodded, stood up and saluted before leaving.