In the Marvel universe, the elements linked to magic will never be separated from one type of existence, that is, the dimensional demon gods, who are the source of the power of the "human" mages.

Even the most powerful mage, the power she draws is from the demon gods of other dimensions, even the Supreme Mage, part of her power comes from Emperor Weishan, and the other part comes from Dormammu. Different demon gods bring different powers, and at the same time, not everyone can adapt to them, because these forces will continue to erode the body. You can't have both fish and bear's paws, and you can't break this rule.

In layman's terms, mages are borrowers, and the price is to pay for their own lives, and the more evil and powerful they are, the more terrifying the price they bring.

However, a person can not only master a single type of mana, the ancient one is mastering the power of Emperor Weishan and becoming a supreme mage, while also using the power of Dormammu's dark dimension. As long as you master the doorways and spells in it, you can master the power of the demon god, theoretically.

So.

In Peter Parker's dream, Rojo learns the spell of the Nightmare Apostle, which allows him to temporarily draw on the Nightmare's power and find a similar source of power in New York City.

They didn't plan to act at night, night was the home of Nightmares, and daytime was obviously the best choice, but Peter Parker needed to rest, and the action was postponed until noon, no way, Peter hadn't slept peacefully for a few days, and now he was temporarily free of nightmares, and he could finally recover his spirits.

"Are you sure you can find that apostle among millions?"

On the streets of Queens, New York, Peter Parker hugged his sweatshirt and hooded and looked at the crowded neighborhood.

He didn't know what Rojo was capable of, only that Rojo assured that there was a way to find the Apostle, and perhaps that was the benefit of knowing the agents.

"Hmm."

Rojo recalled the spell, the apostle's ability, which was clearly related to the mind, and he had experience in this area, and could combine the power of the spell to cover the area with telepathy and find similar minds.

However, Peter was right, there are two million people in Queens alone, and it is obviously not easy to find the apostles hiding in the shadows in such a dense city.

So, he directly ruled out a few areas where the apostles could not be, filtered out a few of the most likely locations, and also paid attention to several urban locations outside of Queens, after all, sleepwalkers had appeared in Manhattan before.

Even so, it was impossible to find it exactly, and the three of them could only search in order, trying not to let everyone go, the apostle was also human, and he was hiding in the crowd, and it was difficult for people to detect.

"It looks like the situation is not going well, the sun has slowly set over our heads, and if we continue like this, we may not be able to find anyone at night, or we will try to lure the Nightmare and his apostles out tonight?"

Peter Parker followed and searched for a long time, but finally he couldn't hold back, his mouth was like a water pipe that opened the main valve, and he couldn't stop as soon as he opened his mouth, "To be honest, that apostle may still be sleeping in some dark basement now, and he must have been tired from casting spells last night." ”

"Spider Boy, you keep your mouth shut."

Logan Howlett patted him on the head and motioned with his eyes not to disturb Rojo as he quietly searched for the Apostle.

Peter Parker nodded, his voice much quieter, and asked, "Uncle, do you know the Avengers?" ”

"Yes, I and the Avengers are half colleagues."

Logan answered the boring question.

"That must be a superhero too."

Peter Parker was surprised.

"Sort of."

Logan's expression darkened a little.

"I haven't heard your story."

"Kid, not every hero isn't that famous."

Logan was not surprised that the teenager didn't know Wolverine, and he wasn't a dollar bill, so it couldn't be loved by everyone, and Wolverine didn't seem to be as famous as Spider-Man.

Thinking of this, his eyes became lighter, and he did not continue the topic, Peter was introverted, but he saw his thoughts, and did not talk any further.

"Found him."

Rojo in front of him suddenly stopped, and the three of them unconsciously walked to the most remote part of Queens, where there is an old unit building, today is the weekend, there is a lot of traffic, and the intersection at the entrance of the community is full of horns.

They stopped in front of one of the units in the community, which was dilapidated and moldy, and unlike the other units, the building next to each other looked even older and out of place.

From the doorman's mouth, I learned that this row of unit buildings was built first, and the others were built one after another, so it looked out of place. However, the price is cheaper than others, there are no neighbors, and the living environment is very clean.

"He's on the top floor."

Rojo looked up at the top floor.

Peter was a little unsure that a mage would live in such a dilapidated place, "Are you sure?" ”

"I can feel him."

Rojo could feel the apostle's breath in the building, and he could even feel something vibrating upstairs, as if he had been summoned by some kind of summons.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's hurry up and teach this damn wizard a lesson."

Logan Howlett stood between the two, put his hands on their shoulders, and pushed the old-fashioned elevator into the unit building together, and the "bang" of the elevator door closed, and the sound of mechanical chains turning echoed in the ears of the three people.

The numbers on the door frame of the old-fashioned elevator slowly slid from the first to the thirteenth floor, and suddenly slowed down.

Bang!

The elevator jolted suddenly, and the three people in the elevator were not affected, and the soles of their feet were firmly attached to the ground.

"There are still three floors, why did you stop?"

Peter looked at the number of floors, and there was still three floors left.

"I smell a fourth person?"

Logan Howlett sniffed and looked around vigilantly, but the elevator was empty, there were only three people, but the smell was in front of the tip of his nose.

"Wait."

Rojo's brow furrowed.

The next second.

Whew!

In the originally spacious elevator, a circular golden portal suddenly appeared out of thin air, and inside was a tall, sturdy man, with fierce eyes, and pulled out a round shield and a long sword in his left hand.

"Cultist!"

"Grab me!"

Master Wang pounced, his gaze locked on the young man who exuded a nightmare aura.

"Another mage!"

"The Apostle?"

Logan Howlett reacted quickly, and reached out sharply, and the sharp steel claws blocked the magic sword.

Boom!

The golden light instantly shone and bloomed and filled the entire elevator room.

(End of chapter)