“Boo… Cough cough, Mr. Mara, that demigod just left!!”
Logan Howlett felt his old face burning slightly.
Originally, he also wanted to follow Frank's example and call Karl 'Boss'.
This would obviously help him quickly integrate into the [Hyperspace Group].
But the words were on the tip of his tongue, yet he couldn't bring himself to say them out of shyness.
There was no helping it; the older one gets, the thinner one's skin becomes.
“Well done.”
Karl looked at Wanda with a doting expression, while also secretly stroking her palm with his finger.
At this moment, he didn't know that Wanda had just misunderstood the expression on his face and, in a fit of anger, had unexpectedly used [Chaos Magic] to modify reality.
Not only did she erase all the scarabs in the world,
but she also directly obliterated an orthodox [Animal God] from the [Egyptian Pantheon]!!
A commoner's anger spills blood five steps away;
an emperor's anger causes millions of corpses to lie down;
Wanda's anger directly erases 'gods'… are you afraid yet?!!
If Karl knew that his Wanda was so powerful, he would definitely 'reward' her well tonight.
However, even Wanda herself was unaware of her astonishing actions just now.
“Ah…”
The [Scarlet Witch], who had been displaying divine might like a god of slaughter, suddenly trembled slightly as if struck by electricity.
The aura around her instantly collapsed, and she instantly switched back to that love-struck girl with a face full of shyness.
After noticing Karl's burning gaze, Wanda lowered her head with an even shyer expression.
Her fair face, full of collagen, was already flushed red.
However, her heart was full of sweet feelings.
This is great!
I can finally use my power to help Karl solve some crises now!!
(＾＾●) Happy ing……
“Let me see that bullet.”
After savoring the sour and sweet taste of love, Karl took the deformed, specially-made silver bullet from Logan Howlett's hand.
But as soon as he got it, his brows couldn't help but furrow.
Hmm?
The system doesn't have any prompts?
Didn't it say that this thing contains a powerful curse?
After all this time… is that all there is to it?!
Seeing that the system had no reaction to this bullet made of 'sin silver', Karl couldn't help but curl his lips in disdain.
It seems that these so-called 'holy objects (cursed objects)' are nothing more than this.
The energy contained within is probably not even at the [Single Universe] level.
Because even the system 'disdains to absorb' it!!
Karl casually tossed the bullet back to Logan Howlett for safekeeping, obviously having lost interest in absorbing these so-called 'sin silver'.
But considering that the demon police officer had previously used this silver bullet to successfully banish the 'angelic power' from Sister Grady,
Karl felt that the 'curse power' contained in this silver bullet might still have some value.
Since this type of bullet can be effective against angels, then maybe it can also be effective against those high-level demons who have fallen from angels?!
If that's the case, maybe these silver bullets can be of unexpected use in the future when dealing with the [Hell Lord] Marduk Kurios!
After all, Karl and Marduk Kurios have already become enemies in private.
Even if the other party doesn't know Karl's true identity yet, they will inevitably come to blows one day.
It's better to plan ahead.
However, whether this type of silver bullet can be effective against fallen angels still needs to be determined through subsequent experiments!
And the top priority right now is to find the dwarf blacksmith named Regner first, and then find a way to use this silver bullet to figure out what Necrodamus and the demons are planning?
So, after pondering for a moment, Karl softly said to Wanda, who was secretly peeking at his handsome face:
“I'll have to trouble you again; this time, just send us to [the Vatican]!!”
…………
……
In a villa on the outskirts of [Mexico City].
Razan came to the basement, opened the entrance to the secret passage, and followed a corridor filled with magical runes to the secret room at the end, where the walls were lined with huge bookshelves and a special magic circle was engraved on the floor.
“How is it? Is the matter progressing smoothly?!”
In front of a long wooden desk, a melancholic man who looked to be in his fifties, wearing an exquisite suit, and with a face somewhat similar to Marlon Brando,
was holding a wine glass and flipping through the magic books in front of him, asking without turning his head.
“Lord Necrodamus, the experiment was successful.
The silver bullet made of 'sin silver' successfully banished the angelic power from Sister Grady.
You can begin the next step of the plan.”
Razan lowered her head slightly and said respectfully:
“But there was a bit of an accident during the recovery of the silver bullet.
Suddenly, two… no, four powerful humans appeared out of nowhere.
Due to their strong obstruction, I was unable to retrieve the silver bullet in the end!”
After saying that, she raised her head and looked at the other party with some trepidation.
“I must say, although the experiment was successful, I am very disappointed with how things unfolded.” Necrodamus tilted his head back and drank the red wine in his glass.
Then, he slowly stood up, walked to the "demigod" who was a head taller than him, raised his hand to pinch the other party's pale and narrow chin, and said with a serious expression:
“I don't want to hear those useless excuses.
All I know is that you failed to bring back my silver coins… You should know very well how much effort I spent and how long I laid the groundwork to obtain them?”
“Sir, I'm really sorry.”
When her chin was pinched by the other party, a flash of anger quickly flashed across Razan's eyes, but she quickly concealed it and explained somewhat awkwardly:
“But among those four humans, there was not only a God-chosen one who could use the flames of purification, but also a mystic master from [Kamar-Taj]…”
“Especially that female mage, she directly banished all the scarabs I summoned with magic.
If I hadn't escaped… cough cough, I mean, if I hadn't been forced to leave there in order not to prematurely expose your plan, I'm afraid I would have already…”
Looking at Necrodamus's increasingly iron-green face, Razan quickly changed the subject and said in a slightly relaxed tone:
“But at least Sister Grady was successfully dealt with, so no one will be able to guess what you are going to do.”
Obviously, Razan wasn't telling the truth here.
She had clearly heard the conversation between Sister Grady and Frank earlier… Or rather, she had deliberately allowed Sister Grady to leak this news and then killed her.
At the same time, she was also very clear that Karl and the others would likely go to find the dwarf craftsman Regner next.
But out of disgust for this greedy human black wizard in front of her, Razan didn't truthfully tell him about this part of the situation.
“Oh? A mystic master from [Kamar-Taj] also appeared there?”
A look of vigilance appeared on Necrodamus's face, his fingers slightly tightening, and he asked urgently:
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“Do you think that mage's appearance there was accidental? Or has [Kamar-Taj] noticed something?”
“It should be an accident.”
Razan endured the discomfort from her chin and said, “Those four people should have been commissioned by the Vatican and tracked down there following Sister Grady's trail.”
“But now that Sister Grady is dead, their clues must be completely cut off… But it seems a bit difficult to snatch that silver bullet back from these people!”
While speaking, Razan tilted her upper body back slightly, and the chin that had been pinched into a small dent successfully broke free from the other party's hand.
“It seems that our problem has been magnified.”
Necrodamus squinted his eyes, glanced at the "demigod" in front of him, and said sinisterly, “Razan, you shouldn't have forgotten how you were saved back then, right?”
“……”
A look of humiliation flashed in Razan's eyes, and the corners of her mouth trembled slightly with anger, but in the end, she still held back from speaking.
Seeing this, Necrodamus continued somewhat triumphantly:
“Back then, you were turned into a [Ushabti] by your father Osiris and imprisoned in the pyramid to serve a two-thousand-year exile.
It was I who found the exact location through ancient books and released you from the sealed statue more than a thousand years in advance…”
“You're right, Lord Necrodamus.”
Before the other party could finish speaking, Razan bowed slightly, put her chin back into the other party's hand, and said respectfully:
“That's why I signed a contract with you and serve you with respect.”
Back then, Razan and many gods from the [Egyptian Pantheon] openly opposed [King of the Underworld] Osiris succeeding the deceased [Sun God] Ra as the new ruler among the [Ennead].
And they were directly imprisoned by Osiris and several members of the [New Ennead] in small statues, each symbolizing their original animal (or power) true form—and these statues had a collective name: [Ushabti]!!
Then, people were sent through the only link between [Celestial Heliopolis] and Earth, the [Golden Bridge] known as the [Road of the Gods].
These [Ushabti] that sealed the original power of the gods were placed separately in the pharaoh's tombs that no one could find.
(Note 1: Legend has it that the [Road of the Gods] is located near the [Giza Pyramid Complex] in [Giza, Egypt], where the most famous pyramids are the [Great Pyramid of Giza], [Pyramid of Khafre], [Sphinx], [Pyramid of Menkaure], etc.)
(Note 2: According to Marvel's settings, all gods in the earth's pantheon have a lifespan limit.
Although it is usually in units of thousands of years, even [God-Kings] such as [Zeus], [Odin], [God], and [Ra] will die once they reach their lifespan limit, without exception…
So, in essence, they are more like a group of 'aliens' who are born with [divine power/magic], can improve their divine status through human faith, and have long lives and strong physiques!!)
It wasn't until later that Necrodamus found the tomb where Razan was imprisoned and smashed the [Ushabti] that sealed her that she was able to escape more than a thousand years in advance.
And as a reward, she voluntarily signed a contract of gratitude with Necrodamus.
Originally, Razan thought that she only needed to help this human wizard with hard labor for a few years to regain her freedom.
But who would have thought that this insatiable guy, comparable to a black kiln boss, had no intention of letting her go at all.
It was clearly said to be three years, but three years later, then another three years, and another three years… In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen years have passed, and Necrodamus has not shown any intention of letting her go.
What else can Razan do?
But fortunately, the appearance of Karl and the others provided her with a good opportunity to completely get rid of Necrodamus's control!
So she had deliberately concealed some important information just now, wanting to use the hands of Karl and the others to push Necrodamus into a desperate situation, so as to force him to end the [Servant Contract] he had signed with her as soon as possible.
There was no helping it; under the effect of the [Servant Contract], she simply had no power to resist the orders he issued.
Otherwise, how could she, as a "demigod," be afraid of a mere human black wizard?
As for whether this approach would ultimately lead to the failure of Necrodamus's plan, Razan didn't care at all!
“Very good.”
Necrodamus shook Razan's chin gently.
He liked this action very much because it gave him a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment that he could control "gods."
“Undoubtedly, that silver coin must be retrieved… especially after it has been verified that they can resist the power of [Heaven].”
“But considering that we don't have much time now, and there is another bolder experiment to prepare next, then the task of recovering that silver coin can be entrusted to the demons in [Sulphur Harbor] first… I believe that as long as the price is reasonable, someone will be willing to take on this task.”
While speaking, Necrodamus picked up a small, simple wooden box from the table, and a series of crisp and melodious metal collision sounds suddenly came from inside.
“Let's go, take me to Regner first.
I need to turn the remaining 29 silver coins into bullets, and then you can go and capture those winged birdmen!!”
Razan turned around silently, but heard the man behind her speak again.
“Also… Razan, I must remind you that you should know what the consequences will be if my plan fails, right?”
“Yes, sir!”
Soon, Necrodamus and Razan, carrying the remaining 29 silver coins, rode the huge bird mummy whose body was wrapped in decaying shrouds into the night sky and flew straight towards the southeast direction outside [Mexico City].
Although the wings of this mummy bird were full of large and small holes, it looked like it could "crash" at any time due to air leaks.
However, with the enhancement of magic, it flew quickly and steadily, its speed far exceeding that of ordinary fighter jets.
Therefore, in just a few minutes, it successfully carried the two to the sky above a massive, smoking, and bubbling active volcano, located approximately seventy kilometers from Mexico City.
This volcano is none other than Popocatépetl, with a total elevation of 5393 meters, ranking as the second highest peak in North America and one of the most active volcanoes in the world!!
