The white ball of light was thrown from the king's hand, suspended in mid-air, and immediately burst into a dazzling light, like an artificial sun, driving away the darkness and turning the surroundings into daylight.

Only now, Bucky didn't see how many dark hounds he and the others needed to face, and now, within fifty or sixty meters around, there were dense dark hounds the size of calves, baring their teeth, like a well-trained army, surrounding Bucky and these secret mages, and as far as the eye could see, there were at least more than two thousand dark hounds here.

Irradiated by the light, these dark hounds obviously withered a lot, but their huge number still made several secret mages swallow their saliva with difficulty, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble slightly, and even Mo Du's face, who was still clamoring to kill the dark hounds just now, changed color slightly.

"Boom!"

With a loud roar from the king, the ball of light suspended in mid-air exploded instantly, and the intense light made people almost unable to open their eyes for a while. Bucky held one hand in front of his forehead, squinting his eyes to see what the power of the king's forbidden spell was. I saw that the moment the ball of light exploded, countless tiny points of light suddenly appeared in the air within a radius of 100 meters, like snowflakes falling slowly, when the glowing snowflakes fell on the dark hound, it was like putting a red-hot iron block into cold water, making a "zizi" sound, and the dark hound turned into a cloud of black smoke and dissipated directly into the air.

The king's forbidden technique directly killed the dark hounds that surrounded Bucky and the others, and when all the tiny points of light disappeared, there was no longer a dark hound to be found here, and even the street lamp above the heads of Bucky and the others seemed to be much brighter.

"Awesome!" Bucky sighed, and when he looked at the king who had cast the forbidden spell, he found that the king had fallen to the ground.

Wang's appearance aged at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and in just a dozen seconds, Wang quickly aged from his thirties to his fifties, and the thick black hair on the top of his head also fell out one after another, leaving only a little hair on the back of his head and sideburns.

"How are you, King?" Lucy asked with concern as she lifted the king up.

"It's okay, it's just a little price for the forbidden arts." The king's voice was a little weak and a little hoarse, the forbidden technique that killed thousands of dark hounds in seconds just now not only consumed all the magic power in his body, but also consumed a lot of his life force. Turning his head weakly, the king said to Mordo, "Mordo, the dark hound has been wiped out, and you are ready to teleport the spell." ”

The king's words made Mordo wake up from the shock, and he looked at the king with a very complicated expression for a long time, and then nodded, and while chanting the incantation silently, his hands were sealed, and the light flashed, and everyone returned to the temple of the ancient of Kama Taj.

As soon as he returned to the Temple of the Ancients, the Ancient One Mage appeared in front of everyone, and when he saw the unconscious Adina and the much older and frail Wang, he was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward and used secret spells to carefully examine the two of them, and only after finding that there was no danger to their lives, they were slightly relieved.

Looking at these returning mages, almost all of them were injured, and the ancient one mage only then realized that there was one less person among the returning mages, and hurriedly asked Mordo, "Where is Basel?" Didn't he go with you? ”

Mordo's expression was grim, and he replied, "Basel he sacrificed!" ”

Although the Ancient One Mage was already mentally prepared to see that Basel did not come back with him, but when he heard Mordu's answer, the Ancient One Master still showed sadness on his face and bowed his head and wept.

"Master, Basel he was brave and fought until the last moment." The king, who was lying on the ground, sat up with great difficulty, took the hand of the ancient mage, and comforted: "Destroy these invaders from another world, and make it the responsibility of our secret mage line, Basel's sacrifice is glorious!" ”

"Master, these dark creatures are getting more and more rampant!" Mordo also spoke on the side.

The Ancient One mage was silent for a moment before saying, "Their actions are controlled by their masters, and it is Dormammu who is influencing these dark creatures!" ”

Wang said in disbelief: "How is this possible, we haven't seen the spatial passage, and the previous passage is still sealed!" ”

"Dormammu hasn't come here yet, but he must be using some method to create these dark creatures and control them, but we don't know yet." The Ancient One mage looked at Bucky and whispered, "Maybe Mr. Barnes is right, Dormammu may have the ability to secretly carve out a passage without alarming us. This passage may not be enough for him to descend into this world, but it is also enough to create and control those low-level dark creatures in our world. ”

The Ancient One Master who said this conjecture had a solemn expression, and glanced at each other with these disciples before sighing, "No matter what the situation is, we have to be ready!" You should first go and heal and recover to your best condition before you can deal with the calamities that may arise next. ”

The injured mystics were all led by Mordo to be treated, and Bucky did not need to be treated, and returned directly to his room, only to see the flowerless monk waiting for him at the door.

"Master Flowerless, what's the matter with me?" Bucky was also a little surprised by the visit of the flowerless monk, and after entering the room with him, he took the initiative to ask.

"I heard from the Ancient One Mage, the donor just went to deal with the dark creatures?"

Bucky nodded and replied, "Yes, in Tokyo, Japan, a group of dark hounds appeared, and I just followed the disciples of the ancient one mage to destroy those dark hounds. ”

"And what was the result?" Monk Wuhua asked with concern.

"As a result, the Dark Hound was wiped out, but the losses of the Arcane were also severe, and this battle can be described as tragic." Thinking of Basel who was torn apart by the dark hounds, thinking of Adina, who was in a coma after exhausting her magical power, and thinking of the king who consumed a lot of life force, these best disciples and subordinates of the ancient one mage paid so much price, and the result was nothing more than the elimination of a group of dark hounds.

Listening to Bucky's detailed account of the battle just now, Monk Wuhua's face was also very ugly, and after silently reciting "Amitabha" in his mouth for a while, he said to Bucky: "Mr. Barnes, the poor monk will go back tomorrow, and now it is the invasion of the dark world, and the poor monk wants to inform many fellow practitioners and S.H.I.E.L.D. of the seriousness of the situation." In the future, the poor monks will sit in Hong Kong and do their best to ensure the safety of their hometown. The poor monk took his leave. ”

With that, Monk Wuhua folded his hands to Bucky, saluted slightly, and exited Bucky's room.

At the same time, in the room of the Ancient One Mage, Mo Du, who had healed his injuries, stood in front of the Ancient One Master and asked, "Master, today the King cast a very powerful secret spell, why have I never heard of this spell. ”

Ancient One Mage looked at his strongest disciple, and saw that his eyes seemed to show a look called thirst, and said calmly: "That is a forbidden technique, the price required to cast the forbidden technique is too huge, and you can also see that the king consumes a lot of life force, and his lifespan has also been shortened a lot. Therefore, I have sealed all the texts on forbidden arts, and I have not given them to you disciples. ”

"Then why would the king do this forbidden technique!"

Mo Du already had a strong desire for forbidden arts, originally he was the most powerful disciple of the ancient mage, but in one day he was first defeated by Bucky, and then compared to the forbidden art cast by the king, which made Mo Du, who has been pursuing strong strength and bent on inheriting the title of "Supreme Mage", have a strong sense of unwillingness.

"I also regret teaching Wang this forbidden technique, if I hadn't taught him this forbidden technique, then he wouldn't have fallen to the point where his life span has been greatly reduced."

"I don't care!" Mordo exclaimed, "What time is it now?" The dark world is invading, master, if you can't stop this, I'm afraid you won't live to the end of your life! Master, please teach me the forbidden arts! ”

The Ancient One Mage was silent, looking at Mordo's distorted face and eyes full of ****, which he had never seen before. I don't know when Mordo showed an overly obsessive pursuit of power, and the ancient mage did not take this to heart before, only saying that it was caused by Mordo's self-motivation. However, now Mo Du's distorted connection and **** eyes have aroused the vigilance of the ancient mage, and he has discovered that Mo Du's pursuit of power is far from being explained by the word "self-motivated".

After a long time, the Ancient One Mage said leisurely: "Don't worry, Mordu, as a Supreme Mage, I will stop Dormammu, even if I spell my name, I will organize an invasion of the dark world." You don't need to be a disciple to use the forbidden technique, a secret spell that doesn't hurt the enemy and hurts yourself first. Go back, my disciple, all you have to do now is to cultivate steadily, and stop thinking about forbidden arts! ”

After saying that, with a wave of his hand, a wave of magic enveloped Mordo and teleported him out of the room.

When Mordo came back to his senses, he found that he had returned to his room, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly. He didn't allow himself to resist, and was teleported away by the ancient mage, which once again made Mo Du have a strong sense of frustration, and after more than thirty years of cultivation, when facing his master, he was still as powerless as when he started.

"Damn! Why! Why would you rather hand over the forbidden technique to a mediocre talent like Wang than let me learn! Why have I cultivated for so long, but I am still so weak! Mordo's magical punch directly smashed the table in the room, and his heart was full of unwillingness.

Suddenly, a thought that had never existed before popped into Mordo's heart.

"Why should I listen to that old fellow! He is already old and has lost the sharpness of the year, and the next time should belong to my Modo! (To be continued.) )