Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 564 The Enlightenment Ceremony, Fallen Mage

Late night, New York, Hell's Kitchen.

tick! tick!

It has been raining in the middle of the night, and the sound of rain hitting the ground can be heard everywhere.

If it is in other parts of New York, even if it is late at night, even if it is raining lightly, I am afraid, the bright lights will disperse and the stores will still be open.

After all, New York is also known as the city that never sleeps.

However, in Hell's Kitchen, night originally symbolizes danger, especially dark night on rainy days, which is synonymous with high risk.

Because of gang fights, it is more common in rainy days.

After all, after the heavy rain, all the blood and traces were wiped away.

So, with the exception of some bars that were still lit, darkness shrouded most of the place.

tread! tread! tread!

I don't know when, on a remote road, footsteps sounded one after another. The footsteps were not hurried, but very regular, revealing calmness.

They walked forward step by step, without talking or communicating, and there seemed to be no other sounds except the soles of their shoes on the wet ground.

What's even more weird is that they obviously don't have umbrellas in their hands.

Rain fell from the sky, falling on top of their heads and touching their Black robes.

However, as if there was a transparent barrier on the surface of the body, the rainwater could not enter their bodies and clothes fell directly on the ground.

The entire team was still dry in the heavy rain, and they were uniformly dressed in Black necromancer robes and the hood of the Great Wall, covering their faces.

It can be said that mystery is more synonymous with them.

Ordinary people would probably run away in a hurry when they saw it.

tread! tread! tread!

Go forward, go forward, this group of black-robed squads are moving forward.

The leader in black robe didn't seem to know where his destination was. He stopped from time to time, as if he was sensing something or searching for something, and then adjusted his direction.

They walked down a lonely road, through an alley, and into a deserted, abandoned factory.

This factory is said to be barren or abandoned, but this is all superficial.

No one knows how lively they are inside.

Because, this is a residence of Jin Bin, the overlord of the underworld. To be precise, it is the place where he raises a group of thugs, and it is also his arsenal.

After all, to maintain one's own status, violence is the most fundamental.

Whoops! Whoops!

At this moment, under the bright lights, a group of muscular men are engaged in a fierce battle.

Most of them wear simple black training clothes, sometimes they hold sticks, some have submachine guns in their hands, and some hold some blades in their hands.

But the one thing in common is that each of them is sweating profusely, with serious or dignified faces, and some of them even have obvious scars on their bodies.

"This time, the title of Bloody Hand must belong to me." The strong black man inside shouted loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, other strong men also shouted that the title of Bloody Warrior should belong to them.

Yes, they are having an internal game.

And the final winner can be called the Bloody Hand.

As the bloody hand of Jin Bin, the overlord of the underworld,

What it brings is not only the killing of the enemy, but also massive wealth and the power to do whatever it wants.

This is why this group of Warriors is excited.

Every Bloody Hand, even if he only served for one year, after resigning, as long as he survives, he will take on a management position.

It can be said that he became Jin Bin's confidant and stepped into the threshold of high-level management.

No one can refuse such a temptation.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

boom! boom! boom!

clang! clang! clang!

Fists and fists, muscles and muscles, weapons and weapons clashed one after another.

It seemed to indicate the intensity of the competition.

And standing at the highest level, John, the former bloody hand, is interested in looking at the following thugs.

Such an opportunity to reach the sky in one step.

Let's fight, the more intense the better.

John squinted his eyes thinking, a smile could not be drawn freely at the corner of his mouth.

It's not that simple to become a bloody hand and a high-level manager.

John, who was watching the battle, suddenly had a strange expression on his face.

Because, he sensed that something was wrong.

It stands to reason that there should be a report every hour.

"Report the current situation!" Touching the headset on his ear, John ordered directly.

However……

No sound, nothing coming through the headset.

"Look, what happened."

John recruited a subordinate next to him, and ordered directly.

At the same time, his left hand touched his waist lightly, feeling the familiar coldness, and John felt a little relieved.

But then, regardless of the fierce competition of the Warriors below, he directed a few words to his subordinates.

So he took a few confidants and walked towards the depths of the factory.

Here, in terms of guard strength, it is also in the forefront among the main forces under Jin Bing.

The reason is simple. As mentioned earlier, this is an arsenal in Jin Bing's hands.

At the same time, the people who were competing didn't seem to notice that some candidates who failed the competition seemed to disappear unknowingly.

"Report the current situation!"

John ordered into the earphone while walking towards the king-shaped trousers.

I didn't receive any news just now, so I sent someone to find out what happened.

Having first-hand information is the key to his next decision-making.

However……

The earphones paused for a moment, and a voice sounded on the earphones.

"Boss, there is nothing abnormal!"

The voice was very familiar, it was said by his subordinate.

However, when John heard it, his face became ugly.

He took out his phone, pressed a few times, and a Red alert page appeared.

No hesitation, just press it.

Buzz! Buzz!

"Alert level one, level one alert."

"Everyone beware!, Everyone beware!"

The piercing siren sounded instantly, and everyone in the factory stopped their movements in a panic after hearing it.

Those who responded quickly ran out of the field, put on their previous clothes, and took up their weapons to prepare.

The scene quickly changed from initial panic to order, and a large number of strong men with weapons came into view.

All of them had strong muscles and fierce faces, which seemed to indicate that they were not easy to mess with.

However, when they were ready, there seemed to be no enemies, which made them somewhat puzzled.

It stands to reason that it is best to shoot when they are in chaos, but now that everyone is fully armed, no enemy has come out yet.

Is this a joke?

The enemy is so unprofessional, so why raise the highest alarm?

At this moment, John stood in the central control room, looking at the mostly dark monitors in front of him, with a rather ugly expression on his face.

Holding the pager in his hand, he directly announced: "There is an enemy invasion."

"The number of opponents is unknown, the weapons are unknown, and the means are unknown."

"Everyone is on alert."

After thinking for a while, John said again: "This time I choose Bloody Hand, and choose from among those who contributed the most in this battle."

As soon as John's voice fell, everyone suddenly boiled.

Especially the Warriors who have just lost, are gearing up.

I thought it was hopeless, but in the end, such a good thing happened.

This enemy came at a good time, at a coincidence, at a wonderful time.

Without John's orders, this mixed group of black boxers, ex-soldiers, gangsters, etc. began to disperse in all directions.

They seek out enemies, kill, and end each other's lives.

Soon, the entire abandoned factory became lively.

However, everyone seems to have been busy for a long time but did not find where the enemy is.

Standing in the central control room, John couldn't help showing a look of disappointment in his eyes.

Most of the monitors were eliminated by the enemy.

Only through limited monitoring and real-time news uploaded, so far, no trace of the enemy has been found.

Could it be Daredevil?

John couldn't help thinking in his heart, if it was an ordinary gangster invasion, it would be difficult to hide it.

Only the bloody street heroes, Daredevil, Defenders, etc., can sneak in without a sound.

but……

Thinking of what he had heard from his confidant earlier, it felt like a thorn had grown in his heart.

There was nothing wrong with the other party's tone, and the voice was familiar.

However, the content of the other party's reply is wrong.

If there is no abnormality, he will be dismissed.

If his subordinates said so, he would directly whip him to death.

Obviously, either someone had prepared a fake voice in advance, or his confidant had been controlled.

In this way, the problem is explained.

In any case, sneaking into the enemy this time may be very difficult.

John's internal evaluation has been raised.

And at this moment, without him noticing, a Mage in a black robe was watching him.

No, to be precise, he was standing in the mirror space and staring at John.

"When we arrive at David, the god-initiation ceremony is ready, and the sacrifices in front of us are enough, and even more than enough."

A fallen Mage said excitedly to David.

Yes, after the group of them snatched the original power of the dusk and betrayed Kamar-Taj, they began to prepare for the ceremony of becoming the gods of the dimension.

They, Kamar-Taj's elite Mage, exist in all fields.

But what they have in common is that they become dimensional gods.

They have powerful magical abilities, and even if they are ready, it is impossible to change the world.

However, they only have a lifespan of a mere hundred years.

Most of them didn't even live for a hundred years, and died in battle halfway.

How could this be, how could they accept such a cruel fact?

Throughout Kamar-Taj, only Supreme Mage has stepped into the realm of latitude gods, and is even very powerful, capable of fighting multiple gods.

It stands to reason that in order to protect the world, there should be more existences capable of fighting the Evil God.

However, throughout Kamar-Taj, there is very little about the dimensional gods, only fragments in ancient books are mentioned.

It seems that the entire Kamar-Taj or Supreme Mage is consciously isolating everyone and breaking through the possibility of dimensional gods.

When they found out, no matter how much they respected Supreme Mage before, they would inevitably complain.

And as time goes by, the resentment towards Supreme in his heart will only rise constantly.

And, turned into hatred.

You can be so powerful, and you can have a near-eternal life.

But why do you hinder us from pursuing the same?

They, like Agamotto and Dormammu, become the kind of eternal existence that controls one dimension.

Whoever stands in their way is an enemy.

Enmity that blocks the way, gods block and kill gods, Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.

But now, under the leadership of David, they have acquired a lot of knowledge related to the dimensional gods, and even robbed the original power of the twilight god.

It can be said that in their eyes, breaking through and becoming a god is just around the corner.

But now, what they have to do is the first step of becoming a god—to inspire a god.

Carry out the initial sublimation of the soul.

"Since the sacrifices are enough, let's start." David said calmly: "Don't wait for the group of law enforcement Mage to catch up."

When talking about law enforcement Mage, there were some waves in David's originally calm tone.

No wonder, his enemy Lockhart is now a law enforcement Mage.

And, after the Evil God's invasion, the opponent occupies a higher position among the enforcers.

Seeing his enemies getting promoted and getting rich, he became a fugitive.

But for any individual, when encountering such a thing, how can there be no waves in his heart.

But David quickly adjusted his emotions and regained his composure.

For the next enlightenment ceremony, don't be too hasty or impatient.

Staying calm is the key to improving conversions.

call! call! call!

At some point in time, the entire abandoned factory began to emit a light red mist from 4 weeks ago.

The mist didn't seem to have any pungent smell, as if it didn't exist.

However, when these fierce gangsters got in touch, they became more and more irritable.

Before he knew it, his eyes began to turn a little red.

next moment……

boom! boom! boom!

Tear!

Gunshots sounded one after another, and at the same time there was the sound of a knife cutting through clothes.

If you listened quietly, with the sound of roars, this group of trained and fierce helpers constantly waved their weapons or fists and attacked forward.

fight! fighting!

It seems that this is the subject of the moment.

John, who was standing in the central control room, saw this scene through the monitor, and his face became extremely ugly.

He took out his mobile phone, tried to make a call, and sought help outside.

However, after a few beeps, John angrily dropped the phone directly to the ground.

Lost contact with the outside world!

Damn, they're utterly trapped.

Who is it, who is it?

This is not the means of those street heroes, watching the light red mist quickly sweeping around the factory.

John was filled with anger and... fear.

boom! boom! boom!

Rumble!

After the intense gunshots, there was a loud bang.

John suddenly felt dizzy.

It's over, the arsenal may have fallen.

How could he not hear the sound of rockets? .

but……

"Go, go to the arsenal." John said outstandingly, without waiting for the others to react, he pushed open the door and walked towards the arsenal.

It stands to reason that there is a large amount of ammunition hidden behind the munitions Curry, and as long as one of them is slightly detonated, the entire arsenal may explode.

I am afraid that I, the entire factory and even a nearby area will be blown up.

But just now, only one rocket exploded, and there was no other reaction.

What does this mean?

The enemy who hides the sea god is likely to be near the arsenal.

It was he who prevented the explosion of the arsenal.

(end of this chapter)