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The sudden blizzard came and went as fast as possible, and just as New York's major television stations were scrambling to report on this meteorological spectacle, the fluttering snow suddenly stopped, and the snowflakes on the ground melted into wet water stains before they could accumulate.

Yan Yan woke up from the ethereal state of fusing the eternal ice coffin, his expression was strange, and he muttered to himself, "Fusion, so that's what happened!" ”

Between breaths, the intricate and mysterious ice demon pattern appeared in the center of Yan Yan's eyebrows, and the crystal clear light flowed silently, Yan Yan's arm was raised, and a pair of lifelike frost roses bloomed in the palm of his hand, and then the roses turned into neighing galloping horses, into snuggling couples, and then exploded into countless dust, like the vast universe slowly running in Yan Yan's palm, as natural as breathing, as far as his mind could reach, the frost appeared, and even the magic power consumed was almost nothing.

In the space of Zhihai, the demon gold coin is still hanging high in the air, radiating a golden light like a golden sun, and the frost crystals that revolve around the demon gold coin next to it, a pure and translucent faint light, although it does not have the mighty power of the demon gold coin, but it is as warm as water, and the faint light does not fall into the wind at all, in the slow operation, the subtle breath is transmitted to Yan Yan's mind, and under the suppression of these two powerful rays of light, the light purple light of the soul erosion is almost undetectable.

As soon as the frost crystals in the center of the eyebrows were closed, as far as Yan Yan could see, the page of the multi-tower system appeared in front of him, and his health and mana increased by a full five hundred points, and to Yan Yan's surprise, his three personal attributes increased by 30 points each, reaching strength: 98 (5); Dexterity: 157 (5); Intelligence: 145 (4), especially strength, and is only one step away from 100 points of merging the soul of the dragon.

The skill page "Extremely Cold Domain" has completely disappeared, but from the wonderful information transmitted from the Frost Demon Pattern, Yan Yan can clearly feel that the Extremely Cold Domain is not disappearing but completely integrated with him, as long as he is willing, he can even instantly turn the entire New York into a polar cold and biting ice and snow world.

A hazy white cold air came out of his left hand, Yan Yan looked at his messy basement, and grabbed a one-foot-thick hundred steel plate with a table foot, in the blink of an eye, the steel plate was completely wrapped in transparent frost, Yan Yan just touched it lightly with his fingers, and the steel plate directly exploded and shattered, turning into a large white and fine dust, the corners of Yan Yan's mouth twitched subconsciously, after fusing the eternal ice coffin, the cold qi he drove was so powerful, if it was just caught on a person at that moment, it would be so terrifying and lethal.

Yan Yan's white face was flushed with excitement, and the subtle aura from the frost demon pattern told him that the benefits brought by fusing the Eternal Ice Coffin were far more than that, more energy was integrated into his bloodline, his life source, waiting for him to dig to realize, just like being in the same ocean, a dolphin and a whale or even a hurricane, the waves that could be set off were completely incomparable.

This is completely his own power, Yan Yan is an extremely cautious person, there must be a reason why the multi-tower system appeared in his body, and the huge figure standing in the raging evil fire when the demon transforms has become a shadow in Yan Yan's heart, so he is even more interested in the frost demon pattern in his mind.

He didn't show up for several days, leaving the business affairs entirely to Celsina to take care of, while Yan Yan himself tried his best to master the combat skills of the Frost Demon Pattern in the basement of the grocery store.

In this way, another half a month passed, Yan Yan was completely immersed in the pleasure of constantly developing his vast potential, until noon one day, Yan Yan was refreshed and used the frost magic pattern to control the temperature in the basement at the most comfortable temperature, suddenly, a strange breath, like a stone falling into the surface of a calm lake, broke into his soul and mind, and this breath walked straight towards Yan Yan's grocery store.

Just as Yan Yan got out of the basement and walked to the door of the grocery store, an old friend who had disappeared for a long time appeared in front of the door of Yan Yan's grocery store, burly, dressed in a dark yellow robe, and in two eyes as black as charred charcoal, Casillas's gloomy and stiff eyes looked at Yan Yan quietly through the glass door.

Yan Yan was stunned for a moment, Casillas's aura changed so much and was too powerful that he didn't even recognize his magic aura, his divine thoughts moved slightly, and in an instant Yan Yan raised his eyebrows, within Yan Yan's perception range, there were at least thirty people who had the same dark aura as Casillas, and the aura of these people was connected together in a strange way, and fighting any one of them was equivalent to facing the collection of all at the same time.

There was a profound aura of far-reaching and long-standing in it, and this ancient thought instantly discovered Yan Yan's faint divine thoughts, and instead of hiding himself, he arrogantly radiated a threatening aura.

Dormammu!

Yan Yan rolled his eyes and twisted his body uncomfortably, there was no doubt that this powerful existence that took pleasure in devouring the planet and transcended the limitations of time and space was the threat that Heimdall said, took a few deep breaths, and then casually opened the door of the grocery store.

"Quack...", Casillas walked in with a sassy step, and if you were careful, you would be able to see that the distance of his steps, the amplitude of his arm swing, and even the time taken for each step were exactly the same, as if there was a pair of invisible palms controlling the marionette.

Casillas walked in steadily, and after bowing politely to Yan Yan, a terrifying smile appeared on his face and said, "Mr. Yan, it's a pleasure to meet again." ”

Yan Yan casually stretched out his hand and gestured, sat on the sofa by himself, pursed his lips and smiled, "Please sit, sit casually, we are all old friends, you are welcome." ”

Casillas silently stepped into the chair, looked at Yan Yan with two gloomy black eyes, paused for a moment, and then said, "Mr. Yan, I came to you this time because I wanted to trouble you with something!"

Casillas could feel the vast and seemingly endless cold in Yan Yan's body, and he had also felt this feeling in Gu Yi's body, and in addition to being surprised, he couldn't help but use honorifics when he spoke.

"Looking for my help?" Yan Yan smiled and shook his head, his eyes blurred into thin slits, and said with a smile, "Even if you are a friend, help is never free!" Not! Besides, you're now the only one wanted by Kama Taj, and I can't afford to mess with the Ancient One and her mages. ”

"I'm here for Kama Taj!" Casillas said in a deep voice, "The Ancient One is a hypocrite, she holds the secret of eternal life, but she refuses to share it with others, the Order of the Zealots will destroy Kama Taj, I need some magic items and your help!" Not! As a reward, when the great and true God comes, He will give you eternal life! ”

Yan Yan smiled and leaned back in his chair, lit a cigarette, gently spit out a smoke ring, and said lightly, "Eternal life?" Hey! This kind of ethereal thing, I'm not interested!! Life is limited, and I am interested in the golden gold, the shining gems, these real things! ”

As an outsider, Yan Yan is well aware of the truth of the eternal life granted by Dormammu, becoming a puppet and being assimilated into a part of Dormammu's body, if this ghost thing can be regarded as a reward, then death is simply a gift from God.

Yan Yan's attitude towards immortality made Casillaston stunned, of course he knew what Yan Yan liked, but now that it was on the black market, ancient gold coins were priceless, and the sky-high price of 20,000 US dollars for a gold coin was not borne by a small sect like a fanatic.

Looking at Yan Yan quietly, Casillas pondered for a moment, licked his lips, and said cautiously, "Eyes of Agomoto? ”

"Eyes of Agamotto?" A strange smile appeared on Yan Yan's face, he fiercely snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, leaned forward and asked with interest, "An ethereal promise, but it's worthless!" Not! How sure are you that you will be able to defeat the Ancient One? If you fail, then I won't get anything, and I'll offend Kama Taj for no reason. ”

"Forty percent!" Casillas frowned and bit his lip before continuing, "If I have your magic items and your help, I can defeat Drum, and the chance of killing the Ancient One is sixty percent!" … Not! The reason for this, I can't say it... But I can reveal to you that the Ancient One's lifespan is nearing its end, her strength is at its lowest, and we have a way to limit her power...... If this time is missed, the next one will not be available until two hundred years later. ”

Yan Yan keenly caught a few keywords, the light in his eyes flickered, after seeing the terrifying strength of the ancient one, Yan Yan has always been very strange, how could the powerful mage who made the terrible threat of countless multi-layered spaces dare not act rashly, how could he be strangely defeated in the hands of Casillas, now Yan Yan faintly captured the key point of the problem, the ancient one himself had a problem, and Dormammu had a way to suppress her strength.

Yan Yan frowned, secretly calculating the gains and losses in his heart, letting Dormammu come down and destroy the earth would not benefit him a penny, after all, he still had to live on the earth, but he was not worried about the huge wealth and magical knowledge stored in Kama Taj, as Casillas said, the opportunity in front of him was indeed rare!

After thinking for a while, a bright smile suddenly appeared on Yan Yan's face, he affectionately filled Casillas with a glass of wine, and said with a hearty smile, "Since this is the case, then I think we need to cooperate as soon as possible!" Not! Can you tell me about your detailed plans? Maybe I can give you some trivial advice! ”

……

New York, 177A Blick Street.

At night, the oppressive dark clouds completely obscured the faint moonlight, and in front of the simple New York Temple of the Strange Mage Regiment, Curator Drum, who was dark-skinned and tall and majestic as a lion, looked at Casillas in front of him silently, although the powerful and scorching dark magic in the other party's body continued to spill around, but Drum's eyes were more disappointed than jealous.

"Casillas, you have finally chosen your destiny and become Dormammu's lackey!" Master Drum sighed silently, stretched out his hand to grasp it, and a rustic black wand appeared in his hand, and said in a deep voice of pain, "You have wasted your talent, Casillas!" ”

Outside the temple, more than thirty fanatics lined up in a neat line, their magic blades locked onto Master Drum at the same time, and at the head of the line was Casillas with a serious expression.

Master Drum, the Witch!

He is the reason why he forced Casillas to go to the grocery store to find Yan Yan's help after destroying the London Temple, even with the help of Dormammu's power, it is difficult for him to kill this master, and an invisible blade was condensed in his hand, Casillas said coldly with an expressionless face, "Drum, the Ancient One you follow is just a hypocritical and selfish hypocrite!" Dormammu is the eternal God! Let's shoot! ”

A burst of magic light flickered, streamers shot out, and more than a dozen magic chains bound towards Master Drum's hands and feet, and then, the remaining fanatics, who were not afraid of death, rushed towards Drum, fighting with this master, only close combat, they still had a chance.

"Death's Grip ......" Drum shook his head and sighed bitterly, these people were originally brothers and sisters of the Strange Mage Regiment, but now they were deceived and went on the evil path, the black magic patterns on their eyebrows flickered, and the ground in front of the sanctuary instantly squirmed like a swamp, and thousands of miserable white palms stretched out from the ground, swarming to grab the large number of fanatics.

Despite his impressive momentum, the generous Drum did not kill him, but wanted to use magic to trap the fanatics and help them regain their will.

Yan Yan stood on the roof of the building in the distance with a cigarette in his mouth, quietly looking at the entire building, a faint smile appeared on his face, "No wonder Casillas came back to me, this Drum turned out to be a powerhouse who touched the Origin Realm!" ”

The black magic rune on the center of the eyebrows symbolizes Drum's great achievements in the field of poison and witchcraft, and unlike the magic pattern of the fanatic eyebrows from Dormammu, Drum's drive is completely his own perception of the origin of the universe and the powerful magical power he has mastered.

In the endless palm of the "Hellfire ......", Casillas screamed, and a thick blood-colored flame erupted from the bodies of more than thirty fanatics at the same time, but the arms contaminated with the flames instantly turned into ashes, and then, the raging scarlet flames converged into a raging wave of fire and slapped towards Drum.

"The Wall of the Dead..."Drum waved his staff lightly, and a row of huge zombies rose in front of him, forming a towering wall of flesh that was three meters high, easily resisting the raging flames, and then, he raised his left hand, quickly drew a black and purple magic pattern in the air, and said softly in his mouth, "Soul shock..."

A strange wave of energy erupted from Master Drum's body, spreading in all directions, and in an instant all the fanatics screamed miserably, their facial features distorted in pain, and the shock wave from the soul brutally divided their souls and bodies.

"Soul Harvesting ......" Drum sighed helplessly, grabbed the wand with both hands and stood in front of him, a purple-black ** magic circle with a diameter of two meters appeared, and in the slow rotation, it burst out like a black hole with a powerful suction, and this suction was not aimed at the real substance, but at the soul of nothingness, in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen fanatics with slightly inferior strength struggled to be sucked into the magic array.

There is no suspense in the battle, it is completely one-sided crushing!

Yan Yan gasped as if he had a toothache, Master Drum's strength was beyond his expectations, if he didn't do it again, he was afraid that even Casillas's soul would be sealed by Drum.

The green halo flashed, and the Aster wand appeared in Yan Yan's hand, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily hooked up a smile, whether Aster is effective for mages in the Marvel world, just look at it once, Yan Yan's mind locked on Drum, and whispered in his mouth, "Silence..."

Drum had already discovered the threat from afar, and even when he was fighting Casillas, most of his attention was focused on the cold aura in the distance that made him feel dangerous, and when Yan Yan took out the aster, Drum frowned fearfully, and instinctively guarded in his heart.

But in the next second, the purple-red flames burned on him, and Drum's rough and dark face suddenly changed, and his face turned pale and let out an incredulous low roar.

The connection between the magic in his body and the outside world was suddenly cut off, the purple-black magic pattern of the soul harvest shattered, and the flickering points of light dissipated with the wind after losing control, for a mage, there was nothing more terrifying than this.

The fight of life and death was only in an instant, the shock brought by the silence of Aster to a mage was incomparably huge, Master Drum's loss of consciousness at this moment was undoubtedly fatal, more than a dozen magic chains flew out of the fanatic's hands, restrained his hands and feet, and suddenly pulled the huge force to drag him to the ground, Casillas sneered cruelly, and the invisible magic war knife in his hand turned rapidly, blood splashed, and cut off Master Drum's head.

Casillas was covered in blood, holding up Drum's head full of disbelief, howling excitedly, in the dark corner in the distance, Yan Yan frowned slightly, under his deliberate delay, the battle between Casillas and Drum lasted for a long time, but there was such a big movement in the temple, not only did the Ancient One and Doctor Strange not appear, but not even a volunteer mage showed up.

Touching the stubble on his chin, Yan Yan squinted and secretly hesitated, should he secretly do something to create some trouble for Casillas, after all, if Dormammu really came, it would not do him any good, and in the New York Temple, there were dozens of various magical instruments collected by Drum and the Ancient One.

Just when Yan Yan was secretly speculating in his heart, suddenly, a deafening crazy whistling sound suddenly sounded, and the fire shone in the darkness not far away, and the hysterical maniacal laughter accompanied by the deafening roar of the motor rushed by.