One centimeter, one centimeter, the pace of the setting sun is like the first yellow leaf falling in autumn, and the first white tooth of a baby.

People try to grasp the coming and going of that moment, but the moment of change seems to be waiting for you to blink tiredly, or suddenly lose your mind.

Abandoned by time and human oblivion for more than a hundred years, the dilapidated statue of Our Lady barely left a weeping one-eye, and the last faint yellow light that escaped was nowhere to be found, but the dilapidated church in the ruins of St. Van Gonza was not swallowed up by darkness.

The staggered stacked glass mirrors resemble a giant coffin, and the tongues of fire and intricate cocoons of light inside the coffin replace the daylight and continue to illuminate the sneaky ruins of the church.

There is no flaw in the mirror section of the mana, and the splicing of one side reflects the resolute and majestic face of James Howlett.

His expression gradually calmed down, and if it weren't for the two blazing fireballs that were always burning in his eyes, Emma would have thought that her husband was just asleep.

"Your Excellency the Ancient One, James he. Can't we really do anything?"

Emma Howlett sat in front of the arcane sealing circle that hung in the air of the church along with the Ancient One, along with Professor Charles, who was wearing a blue-black simplified brainwave helmet.

She watched James, whose expression was no longer changing like a nightmare, finally calming down, but the heart that had been twisted did not let go.

「. Lady Howlett, you and Mr. Xavier have tried to probe into his mind with psychic powers, but even the two of you can't do it, and the flames of judgment escaping from the spirit of vengeance and the demon lord Zatanos will burn your souls."

The Supreme Mage's thin face had a faint hint of fine lines, and he seemed to have grown seven or eight years old overnight.

Although she is still physically young, nothing compared to her age of hundreds of years, she is indeed not in the same state as a young woman when she fought Mephisto.

She sat cross-legged, her hands outlining an array of overlapping mystical techniques, the light and darkness, interacting with the cocoon-shaped chrysalis sealing technique that enveloped James, as if she was investigating something, and continued coldly:

「. The "Ghost Rider" created by the Hell Lord Mephisto is a very unique power, which combines the "vengeful spirit" with the soul will of the elemental demon Zatanos, which has a complex and mysterious origin, and is even more tricky than the spiritual power of ordinary gods or dimensional lords."

"Therefore, Mr. Howlett must defeat this "invader" of the spirit world on his own, and if his own will is swallowed up, it will be equal to"

Professor Charles said as he knocked his forehead with the joint on the back of his palm, his eyes bloodshot under the tugged eyebrows.

For the multiple entanglements of mental consciousness, or to put it more generally, similar to the "split personality" symptoms of ordinary people, no one understands the danger and horror better than him.

Charles didn't continue to speak, but the Ancient One Master continued without hesitation:

"—that would mean the birth of the most terrible life on the planet."

Whether it is several hell lords, Dormammu, the lord of the dark dimension, and other demon gods, they do not possess a physical body and the ability to enter the physical dimension of reality at will.

Communicating the power of the dimension until he becomes a Dimension Lord, he gains eternal life and boundless power to some extent.

But all this power is based on the dimensional space full of strange energy and magic, they are the unquestionable masters of their own territory, but at the same time they are trapped in it,

Once you step into another dimension or the cornerstone and core of the infinite dimension of the universe, the reality dimension, you will no longer be invincible like the devil Mephisto.

Dimensional space is both a harbor and a cage.

"Professor Charles."

Emma was wearing a blue-black half-armor combat uniform, her white and delicate cheeks were leaning, and she still said to Charles Xavier calmly and rationally:

"You go back to New York first, I'll keep watch here, you must have sensed the mental fluctuations just now, the radiation intensity is almost the same as the power of the brainwave instrument, I'm worried that the awakened so-called mutant ancestor Apocalypse Eric will need your help!"

「. It's all because I didn't contact the English professor earlier, and he wrote to me more than ten years ago trying to discuss the discoveries made in the early dynastic period of ancient Egypt. I don't know how this ancient mutant, whose real name is Nn Saba Noor, suddenly came to be."

Professor Charles, having learned about the great changes in the outside world in the mirror world, finally realized that he had missed the opportunity to prevent this from happening.

He wondered if Professor Callis Jackson, an ancient Egyptian historian who had written to him, was still alive, or if it had anything to do with the resurgence of the ancient mutant.

But the city of Cairo, which has been almost completely flattened, and the battered "Wolf Tower" super prison have become irreparable sorrow.

The spark lines of the Ancient One's fingertips slowed down a little, and she secretly thought about this ancient history that even Kama Taj didn't know, and remembered a few more vague legends that were even older.

The civilized society of modern mankind seems to have just stepped into the threshold of the realm of supernatural forces under the impetus of James Howlett, but the secrets and latent powers contained in this planet seem to be much more than that.

"Master, please send Professor Charles."

Emma bowed her head lightly and politely pleaded.

Gu Yi had just pulled out the hanging ring from his wide sleeves, but he saw that in the miniature mirror space of three or four cubic meters, most of the secret seals that were wrapped around James were instantly shattered.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Clusters of orange-yellow hell flames seemed to be thrown into thousands of sinful souls worthy of being burned, surging from James's body, and the tongues of fire burned the solid arcane array.

James roared silently, the muscles of his face and the corners of his mouth tugged in pain, and the four sharp canines faintly turned into a moment, but not a single sound came from his mouth.

The skin and muscles of the whole body seemed to be burned and destroyed from the inside, but they healed rapidly and intact over and over again, the green and jade-colored bones were exposed from time to time, and the flesh and blood on the face sometimes melted, turning into skeletons alive.

Emma stood up suddenly, and in an instant she changed into a brilliant diamond form, holding her forehead with one hand and pointing at James with the other, her resolute face with a sense of death.

"It's not that you can help him by sending him to death!"

Swish!

The Supreme Mage slashed his hand and pressed down the diamond arm, which was extremely hard to the touch, but moved freely, and stared at Emma solemnly:

"Now is his most critical moment, this battle that belongs to James Howlett in the spirit world has reached the stage of separating the winner and loser, I don't know Mr. Howlett as well, but I don't believe he will lose!"

As if to affirm the belief in his heart, the Ancient One waved his hand, along with the enchantment seal and mirror space that had been replaced by the demonic soul will to protect James.

She turned her hands away, and the knuckles of the Edelman alloy fan turned white, and she said sharply:

"I trust Mr. Howlett, not because he was fearless throughout!"

Charles and Emma also looked at the burly body of the skeleton burned by the flames of hell, and the flesh and skin that were still alive and tenaciously reclaimed their territory inch by inch.

「. It is precisely because this man prefers to put himself in the worst situation almost all the time, that I asked him why he had to fight Mephisto, and if he really did not fear the demon king from the boundless purgatory!"

Ancient One's emaciated pale cheeks were illuminated by the flames of hell that almost engulfed the space, and her high-pitched momentum sank down, and she sighed softly and repeated what James had said to her:

"Without fear, there is no courage."

"Human! Mankind! While your planet is still in the dark and desolate, the great Elemental Demon Lord Zatanus feeds on your souls! The king of Atlantis even had to sacrifice his beloved daughter to appease the wrath of Zatanos!"

Boom boom.

In the world of souls and spiritual wills, infinitely tall, taller than Mephisto's dimensional true body, the demon head is wearing a hideous bone crown, and a skeleton covered in flames and pitch-black armor is stomping a small figure with one foot.

Zatannos's majestic roar shattered this pure white spiritual world word by word, and he continued to reprimand in a frenzied and incomprehensible manner:

"Why resist the existence of knowing invincible, why resist the great Zatanos! Give your soul to the will of hellfire, and you will receive eternal life and infinite power!"

Bang!

The huge soles of his feet condensed by flames and black armor were pierced by a claw, and James's soul manifestation was condensed again, and he held his arms high with the claws condensed by the white soul light flame, and sighed in disappointment:

"Do you know the state and content of your speech, like a dog barking?"

James looked up, and his eyes were also in the shape of two white flames.

「. I don't know why I'm so impassioned, is Mephisto really running out of your consciousness and reason?"

With each step, it seemed as if his stature had risen and grown suddenly, but his figure shrank like the mountain of Zatanos.

James looked down at the appearance of his own soul world, which was indistinguishable from his appearance except for the burning of blazing white fireworks.

"I've been looking forward to a dialogue with the so-called higher levels of life, and what I can see like you and Mephisto is just some kind of extreme emotional evolution of creatures, and you have further disappointed me in the so-called "gods"."

As James progressed, he and Zatanos' evil spirit became almost the same size, and the demon condensed by the orange-yellow hell flames pounced on him, and was pinned into the air by white soul claws piercing his shoulders.

「. Either it consumes emotions and wills like wood and stone, or it is as angry and sorrowful as ordinary life, Zatanos, it is you who should be afraid."

Rumble!

The claws of the soul staggered and slashed the demon's will, and James bit on the neck of Zatanos's skeleton, devouring the fragments of his soul alive, and endless hellish flames erupted from the pure white spiritual space.

It's like the deepest abyss of purgatory.

Today's second chapter is late.,Let's rest early.,The plate continues to code words.。

Good night!