Chapter Seventy-Four: The Mage's Retreat
Well, this can only show that the evil god Loki underestimated the Earth and the secrets hidden on this planet.
Still young! Unbeknownst to him, while the army of alien Zetari invaders led by him was fighting against the native transcendents led by S.H.I.E.L.D., another group of people in the distance who also possessed the power of the X-Men were observing this area in a strange way.
A spark-like mirror with sparks burning around the edges of the mirror shows the battle in the sky over New York City at the moment.
In front of the mirror, the master of the New York Temple of the Mage Hermitage saw the power of the Phoenix Maiden appear, and he was also frightened.
"This, is this- that forbidden power?"
On the other side, a woman with a peculiar face, who seemed to be middle-aged but always had a simple taste of vicissitudes on her body, shook her head and said:
"No, not the kind of power we call it, similar in performance, but different in nature. It seems that we don't need to play anymore. ”
With a sigh, the woman who said this was none other than the spiritual mentor of the Mage Hermitage, Supreme Mage Ancient One, and she knew the fear of that terrible power among her men. The power they feared was none other than Dormammu's dark power, thanks to years of propaganda within the Ashram, but she knew it wasn't.
Unlike her own men, she has no prejudice against the forces that exist in this world, and she herself borrows from that evil power.
But this power in the Phoenix Girl today is different, it is so pure, and it is so full of destruction, the ancient one can feel the almost endless greed within this power.
Although this power is not like Dormammu in the dark space, it seems that it has not yet formed its own consciousness, and can only reside on top of this woman, but the vastness and depth of this power are not inferior to Dormammu.
Is this yet another form of ultimate power?
Unlike his own subordinates, the Supreme Mage Gu Yi, who has lived for more than 500 years, knows that this world is not as simple as many people think.
The mage realm has the power of the mage realm, but outside the mage realm there are also countless forms of power that even mages cannot understand and recognize.
This is the power of the phoenix that is unfolding in front of them today.
Thankfully, it is the ones who have this power today who are on their side of the earth.
Now I just hope that this woman can control this power in her, otherwise it will be the turn of the earthlings to face this terrible power.
The mages of the hermitage turned their attention to the other side,
"Is the power on this person here the kind of power in the legend?"
The hall master of the New York Temple, Olivan, looked at Fang Chen who was fighting at high speed in the air with an excited expression, as if he was expecting something, but he was not very sure to ask the ancient one.
After all, that kind of power seems to have been extinct in this world for hundreds of years, and people in the world have long forgotten its existence, even the mage hermitage that has been inherited for an unknown number of years is only recorded in the occasional classics, but I didn't expect to see it today.
This kind of power also has a certain relationship with the mage hermitage, and if there are still people in this world who have seen this kind of power with their own eyes, then there is only the Supreme Mage Ancient One, who has survived from that era to the present.
Gu Yi quietly looked at Fang Chen's figure, his consciousness seemed to be stagnant at a certain moment in his memory.
Then after a long time, under the expectations of everyone, I finally nodded and said,
"That's right, that's it, that's it, cultivator!"
A few golden lights flashed in Gu Yi's eyes, looking at Fang Chen as if he was about to imprint him deeply in his memory, but at this time, Fang Chen in the mirror suddenly turned his head, and a divine light in his eyes looked directly at this side, as if he had really discovered the prying eyes here, and at the same time, the water mirror image observed by everyone was like a water bubble, sparks splashed and disappeared in front of him. The mages of the hermitage who peeked in front of the mirror were startled.
"Yes, that's them. Except for the cultivators, no one was able to discover the snooping of the mana of our hermitage mages. ”
Olivan said excitedly,
"Moreover, he is also the most powerful sword immortal among the cultivators!"
Cultivator! Sword Immortal!
Fang Chen's power In this modern world, no one knows much, except for the Hermitage Society.
As a hermitage that has also been handed down from ancient times, the legend of the cultivators is also recorded in the meeting. After all, the former cultivators were so powerful, and they were so amazing.
Even the self-proclaimed protectors of the hermitage of the Earth are envious of the power of the cultivators, and in the eyes of the mages, they are just as different from these so-called mutants and superheroes as the cultivators.
The power of mutants is innate and uncontrollable, and it is difficult to form a complete system at the very least. They are all freaks in the eyes of the mages.
And the mages and cultivators are the real controlled forces, the Tao, the unity of heaven and man, representing the perfect combination of human spirit and body, and the ultimate of true human power.
At this time, on the battlefield, Fang Chen sent out a spiritual attack, defeating the distant prying eyes, and stopped to feel seriously,
"Hey, that kind of power just now, this is the Mage Retreat?"
He expected that the Mage Monastery would appear today, but it was clear that now, there was no need for them to appear, and with the habits of the Mage Monastery, I am afraid that they would not appear today.
This actually made Fang Chen a little regretful.
In fact, just as mages appreciate cultivators, he Fang Chen also has some interest in some things in the mage retreat. For example, the Eye of Agamotto or something.
It's a pity that now is not the right time for him to stop and reflexively go to them, otherwise he would really want to talk to them.
Reflexively blocked the enemy's attack with a sword, and with a loud shout, the Absolute Immortal Sword in front of him immediately increased in speed, one changed to two, two to four, four to eight, and in the blink of an eye, the sword light differentiated into countless electric lights that leaped vertically and horizontally, and the dense leaps came and went, and the number became even more than the surrounding Zitari.
There are so many flying swords, just like countless missiles with their own tracking, and each sword light path locks on a Zetari, and the Zetari people are clumsy, and they can't escape the fate of being dismantled by the flying sword.
A few seconds later, the flying sword slaughtered the surrounding Zetarians as if so many Zetarians had never appeared. Thousands of sword lights came together, turned into a flying sword again, stopped in mid-air, and returned to Fang Chen's feet.
Fang Chen raised his head and looked at the space-time door opened by the Cosmic Rubik's Cube, it was time to end this ridiculous battle.