The Hogwarts Professor at Marvel

Chapter 668 Discovering the True Spirit of the God
"Has Team No. 3 gained anything?"

"no!"

"What about the 5th?"

"Stop talking, I accidentally ran into a trap just now, and Arthur died."

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

"..."

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

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

"It's not impossible to try if the movement is quieter."

"..."

"Don't do it, don't do it, everyone, don't cast powerful magic at will, especially the soul type"

"I just received the news that all of a team died just now. The reason is that they cast the soul-killing curse, which aroused the soul of the god to fight back."

"Nearly wiped out!"

"..."

The rapid flow of information through the contract caused everyone present to sigh.

Strange said, "It's been two or three hours now, and it depends on whether this group of Asgardians can hold on."

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

Strange's words were not finished, but the meaning was obvious.

Either they stop, or they continue to lurk.

Otherwise, if it is discovered, I am afraid that Karma Taj will arrest and target it with all its strength, and it will be really powerless by then
Thinking of this, the face of the mage next to him also became gloomy.

However, after seeing that Dormammu's face remained unchanged, he opened his mouth again and said, "Dormammu, do you think the chances of the Supreme Mage making a move this time are high."

"I think that when the time comes, try your best not to make a move. 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 hearing this, Dormammu paused for a moment, and said again: "Don't worry, compared to us, Odin, the old guy, is the Supreme Law and needs to worry the most."

But what do you say?
Dormammu's actions began to speed up, revealing a faint sense of urgency.

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

Otherwise, you can only rely on time to survive step by step.

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

Although he also plays black magic.

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

At this moment, suddenly...

"Preliminarily lock the position of the gods and spirits!"

"Spatial coordinates..."

"Come quickly."

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

After working for a long time, although I and others didn't discover it, I finally got the result.

call!call!
Without hesitation, everyone cast their magic and rushed towards the space coordinate position.

…………

In the mighty void, a ball of golden light continuously rotates.

If you probe carefully, you will find that this huge light ball is also outlined by a large number of light golden silk threads.

These silk threads are constantly changing and moving, and various embossed patterns are constantly emerging on the surface of the photosphere.

At the same time, it seems that every once in a while, this light sphere will change color.

It was pale gold just now, but now it has become pale green.

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

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

When the distance is far, when it is near.

This state is like a child playing around.

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

At the same time, they exchanged their conjectures.

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

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

"Could the runes on the surface of the light sphere be his memory inheritance!"

"In the body of the god, can we restrict the opponent's movement?"

"..."

Questions were raised one by one, and some people beside them were expressing their conjectures.

That is to say, the distance of each space jump of the celestial spirit light ball is not very long, so they can keep tracking continuously.

Mephisto squinted his eyes at the constantly jumping ball of true light.

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

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

Tsk tsk tsk, I really never thought of it.

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

He said it was no wonder that so many mages survived after they came in.

It turned out that he was severely injured and fell into a deep sleep, and his defense measures were not even weak.

I have to say, timing, what a great timing!

Turning his thoughts, Mephisto glanced at the expressions of Dormammu, Strange, David and others beside him.

"It's almost time for people to come, let's do it together."

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

Mephisto's voice fell, and David on the side suggested: "I think, everyone should work together to build the magic circle of the shadow beam of the sky."

"Also, even if the real spirit is successfully mixed into the magic circle, no one is allowed to attack the real spirit first. Anyone who makes a move first, everyone will attack the other party together."

With that said, David glanced at Mephisto.

He has never been at ease with Mephisto.

Mephisto seemed unsurprised, nodded and agreed, and so did Dormammu.

Other mages would naturally not refuse.

Watching the gods and spirits constantly jumping in the distance.

The surrounding fallen mages scattered in all directions.

Centering on the scope of the true spirit's activities, everyone stands in various positions to form a huge encirclement.

When everyone arrives at the predetermined location.

Everyone started waving the hanging rings in their hands, magic power began to pour in, and gray silk threads gradually spread around.

These threads are very thin and easy to ignore if you don't pay attention.

Every sorcerer waved the hanging ring in his hand, and the gray silk thread began to spread forward.

hum!hum!hum!
There was a slight hum, and a gray silk thread was connected to another mage's gray thread.

The magic power began to flow into each other, and the silk thread began to spread around at a faster speed.

In less than 1 minute, the celestial spirit ball jumped only a few times.

I saw a magic needle whose size was comparable to the area of ​​a small city, and the outline was successful.

In order to prevent the celestial light ball from jumping long distances, they widened the range and injected more magic power, trying to further restrain the true spirit light ball.

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

With the subtle spatial fluctuations, the real spirit light ball is ready to leave.

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

Countless gray tentacles suddenly grabbed the true spirit light ball in midair.

(End of this chapter)