The god of the underworld, Sithorne, is also known as the god of dark magic. As one of the Elder Gods, he is one of the earliest life forms on Earth, and even a little bit of it is mentioned in the ancient texts of Kama Taj. He is arguably the source of most of the dark magic, and his power is immeasurable. Even Dormammu, the evil god of the Dark Plane, and Mephisto, the ruler of Hell, were afraid of the ancient god.

And the girl in black who stood in front of Michael, the Scarlet Witch, was surging from all over her body like a tidal wave, and it was the same chaos magic as the demon god—though not so powerful for the time being.

The power accumulated in the scarlet waves seemed to have climbed to a critical point, enough for the suffocating oppressive force of ordinary people to dominate the hall. The corners of the girl's clothes were curled up by magic, and her reddish-brown hair danced wildly against the magic storm. Her slender arms were outstretched, her delicate fingers like the baton of an orchestra, and the dark red chaos magic was the music she conducted.

As soon as she released her arm, the surging magic that filled the entire hall was moved. They swept the sky, condensing into a dark red torrent the moment they pounced on their opponents, like a dark red water dragon roaring and showing its fangs.

As soon as Michael's palm was raised, the magic power leaked out of his palm, and it condensed into a circular spell shield. The torrent of chaos magic slammed headlong into his round shield, and the inertia of the impact caused Michael's alloy heel to slip back slightly, creating small sparks on the ground.

Michael's upper body leaned back slightly, his arms slightly bent, and his spell shield looked like a lonely boat in a tsunami under the impact of the mighty chaos magic.

"Well, there are two hits." Michael muttered to himself.

He took a small half step back, twisted his palms on the ground, and the spell shield spun rapidly in the direction of his gesture. The shield spun like a centrifugal pump, and the condensed chaos magic scattered the moment it hit it, shooting holes around the hall.

Michael's body spun one hundred and eighty degrees, and with a low shout, he reflexively swept a powerful spinner kick into the torrent blocked by the shield. A spinning kick infused with special magic kicked the wave of mana apart, and the suffocating wave of mana spread back in the opposite direction to the way it came.

The Scarlet Witch staggered back two steps with an "ah", and the accumulated magic in her body suddenly dissipated. She looked at Michael in some surprise, obviously surprised by his response.

But she quickly adjusted, and dark red magic fluctuations filled her pupils again. A silvery whirlwind stopped behind Michael, and a silver-haired young man in a sword-black coat stopped behind Michael. He held a metal stick in each hand.

The twins surrounded Michael in the middle, one after the other. The Scarlet Witch doubled her palms, and the chaos magic was back in motion. Quicksilver moved the joints of his hands and feet, bowed slightly, and moved his right foot backwards, like a sharp arrow on a full bowstring.

The Scarlet Witch let out a low cry and threw out a ball of magical energy. Michael waved his arm away, but Quicksilver also took a step at the same time. He sped out, his figure pulling out a long white line and moving around Michael's body at high speed.

"Shirley, track his path for me and calculate all possible directions for movement, mark them on my monitor." Michael ordered.

"It's already being done, sir."

Michael can't keep up with Quicksilver, but that doesn't mean his supercomputer can't. Michael, assisted by Shirley, raised his arm without looking, and a miniature missile with automatic aim dragged black smoke towards the prediction line, cutting off Quicksilver's next move.

Shirley completed her prediction task perfectly, but unfortunately the missile was not fast enough to do the rest. Quicksilver's dynamic vision keenly caught the attack of the missile while he was on the move, and he slid half a meter sideways to avoid the missile that seemed to be flying towards him in slow motion in his sight, and then adjusted his direction and continued to rush towards Michael.

But what he didn't know was that this missile was not a conventional high-explosive bomb, and its warhead was a special "lotus bomb". Shirley was precise enough to detonate at the moment when she staggered with Quicksilver, the flames swelled rapidly with thick smoke, and countless pieces of metal shrapnel slashed at the center of the explosion point like a rain of hidden weapons, and the flames swirled out.

The fiery wind chased straight to the back of his neck, and Quicksilver glanced at it obliquely, and couldn't help but gasp. But he held his breath, kicked the soles of his feet, and forced his speed up again to move several meters sideways to avoid the range of shrapnel, and then adjusted his balance again and rushed towards Michael.

However, as if he had anticipated his evasion route, the second missile carrying the "Lotus Bomb" was fired in the face of the enemy the moment he landed in position. Quicksilver had to dodge again, the "Lotus Bomb" exploded again, and he once again forcibly sped up to evade...... The whole process was repeated as if it were exactly the same, except that Quicksilver did bring the two sides closer by half.

The third missile was another step in the way of Quicksilver, but with the experience of the first two times, he was already familiar with it. He dodged to evade the missile, but also evaded its shrapnel scattering range, and made an obtuse arc to grab directly behind Michael.

The heavy smoke screen released by the detonation of the three bombs reduced the visibility in the hall to a minimum, but at this distance, Quicksilver could barely make out the direction of the other party's silhouette from the smoke screen. He stepped forward, his body like a galloping lightning bolt piercing through the smoke screen and rushing towards the back of the other's heart.

Michael's figure spun around and kicked backwards as if he had long eyes behind him. The wind driven by the steel boots pierced through the smoke screen like spikes, and the white afterimage flashed to the ...... at this moment Direct hits!

The moment Quicksilver broke through the smoke screen and rushed in front of the other party, he had already seen the other party's kick, but under such a high-speed inertia, he didn't have time to deviate the direction at all, and only had time to raise his arm in front of him in a dull manner. There was a heavy muffled sound, and the white afterimage seemed to break through the smoke and hit Michael's kick back, and the whole person flipped in the air several times and slammed into a load-bearing pillar in the hall.

This kick seems to be a coincidence, but in fact it is the result of extremely precise calculations and precise induction. Michael accurately calculated and predicted Quicksilver's movement path with the help of Shirley's super dynamic capture and computing power, and then deliberately used three "Lotus Bombs" to induce an attack, deliberately guiding Quicksilver to avoid according to the path he had calculated, so that he happened to appear directly behind the armor at the moment that Michael had preset.

Quicksilver's body can withstand the load of supersonic movement, and his physique is naturally a little outstanding. But if Michael hadn't deliberately lowered the output of the leg power system and avoided the vital point just now, Quicksilver would still not have been able to escape the fate of being killed on the spot.

"Pietro!"

The Scarlet Witch shouted her brother's name, and the chaos magic exploded at the same time, squeezing out all the thick smoke and dust that filled the hall.

When her gaze returned, the corners of the black-clad girl's clothes floated up, and the dark red fluctuations slowly swirled around her, like blooming flowers. She stared straight at Michael, the rushing mana in the air forming a crimson field, every element of the realm at her command.

Michael jumped to his feet, and the jetpack instantly spat out two long tail flames to push him into the air, but the magic chased him from under his feet as if it were spiritual. Chaos crimson magical energy crept down his legs and up his torso, binding him like a chain. Under the girl's command, boundless mana poured into every narrowest crevice of the armor like a stream of water, and the black armor was about to explode from the inside out......

Perhaps the Scarlet Witch was so preoccupied with her spell casting that she didn't even realize the real threat approaching from behind. The pulse cannon strike hit her back without any hindrance, and the girl's lithe body flew lightly, and the gathered chaotic magical energy vanished in an instant.

The real Michael slowly lowered his arm behind her, and the illusion of chaos vanished after the glorious completion of the mission.

The clone illusion is as good as ever, especially when bullying a newbie who lacks experience in facing the enemy.

However, the Scarlet Witch's performance really surprised him a little, the chaotic magical energy that burst out of this girl was simply bottomless, and it was obviously not her full strength. It's just that she still seems to be using this power completely as a superpower of the telekinetic power system, and she hasn't found the essentials at all. She was like a baby with a vault in her arms, with a terrifying body of magic but only a little fur.

With the right guidance, she could become a rather formidable mage in the future.

The twin siblings both fell, and for a moment and a half seemed to have lost their combat effectiveness. As soon as Michael took two steps, a bright red warning sign popped up again in the display screen. The sensor showed that something was rising vertically from directly below the hall, and it was extremely fast.

Michael pulled back, the sides of his armor spurting tail flames straight in front of him, propagating his body several meters away. The floor of the hall, which had been washed clean by the waves of magic, exploded with a roar, and the thick and massive steel body burst out of the ground, and Wei Ran crossed in front of him like a mountain.

"Wait, Dr. Norton." Baron Straker's somber voice echoed loudly through the cracked halls through the loudspeakers of the steel armor, "Now, I'm ready to talk." ”