super saiyan in marvel world

Chapter 160 Catching Demons
"I found a magic ritual in Teacher Gu Yi's collection of books. Combined with the monument of life, it can develop the potential hidden in the human body." Strange took out a piece of magic from behind him while talking. The blue stone tablet was placed on the table in front of him.

The stele looked very dilapidated, the entire surface of the stele was pitted, and exuded a very faint smell of gunpowder smoke, as if it had suffered a lot of shelling.

If it weren't for Eric's sense of smell, which is far superior to that of ordinary people, he might not be able to smell it. After all, more than a hundred years have passed.

However, Eric is very sure that it must not be the traces after the shelling, but the power of magic, because this is a magical creation.

"Are you sure, this little thing is okay?" Eric had some doubts about the dilapidated stone tablet in front of him, which was only more than 30 centimeters in size.

"It's not activated yet." Of course Strange understood what Eric meant, but it's just that magical creations cannot be treated with common sense.

"Okay, what do you want me to do?" Eric asked, holding the stele in his hand and examining it carefully.

"No, you just need to sit down when the time comes." Strange picked up the teacup in his hand, drank the tea in the cup, waved his hands, and then set his eyes on Eric. "However, there is one thing you need to know."

"Oh, what's the matter, tell me, I'm listening." Feeling that Strange should have something important to say, Eric quickly put down the stone tablet in his hand, put his hands on the table, and nodded to him, signaling Strange continued.

"Okay, although this magic ritual can unearth the power hidden in the living body, it has a flaw." Strange paused, glanced at Eric's performance, and found that he was still the same as before, with an expression on his face. , there was nothing unusual, and then continued: "That is, it will consume the vitality of the living body."

"After all, what you gain is what you lose." Strange added.

"Hmm, I agree." Eric nodded in agreement.

"Then, how much vitality will be lost?"

"I think you must have made improvements to reduce the loss, otherwise you wouldn't have come up with this plan." Although he didn't get along with many people, Strange's behavior is still reassuring.

At the same time, as the most outstanding existence among them evaluated by the ancient one, Strange's ability is beyond doubt and undeniable.

"The initial attrition ratio was one to thirteen, which means that for every 1% of the potential developed, 13% of the vitality would be consumed. Now after my improvement, the attrition ratio is about one to one."

"However, when the time comes, you need to draw a magic circle on your body, so that part of your loss can be transferred." Strange said that he did not know where to take out a piece of parchment, and placed it in front of Eric. "Sign a contract, summon a demon from hell, and let him bear most of your life loss."

Looking at the familiar parchment, Eric suddenly remembered the scene when Mephisto asked him to sign the contract.

'I don't know where that old Mephisto went, I haven't seen his shadow for so long. Eric thought secretly in his heart, at the same time, he bit his finger, dripping a drop of blood on the parchment.

As for Mephisto giving up on him, Eric didn't think the legendary King of Abomination would be so generous.

You must know that old thing back then, for the Ghost Rider, had entangled Johnny Blazer for more than ten years.

Strange didn't know that a piece of parchment made Eric think of Mephisto. He was writing the content of the contract with a pen. He couldn't use a blank contract to summon demons.

He found the name of a great demon who was only one rank lower than the Demon King, and wrote him at the top of the contract.

There is a lot of power hidden in Eric's body, and a powerful creature is needed to bear his loss, because once the magic is activated, it cannot be stopped halfway. If the carrier fails because the carrier is not strong enough, the whole ceremony will fall short, triggering the backlash of magic.

In the slightest, a large amount of vitality will be lost, and in the worst case, death will be lost.

This is not a joke.

Magic is just that dangerous sometimes.

After filling out the contract, Strange didn't let Eric summon the demon immediately, but put on the helmet of fate again, and then led him to a secret room.

Both of them forgot the existence of Wanda, which made Wanda a little annoyed, but considering that there was a reason for the incident, he forgave them.

However, I still feel so angry.

Entering the secret room, Strange asked Eric to take off his shirt and lie down on the only piece of furniture in the secret room, a bed.And he himself prepared the magic paint needed to depict the magic circle.

Before making Eric wait long, Strange came back with various paints.Then with a wave of his hand, two brush-like things started to draw on Eric's back with paint on them.

The touch of the brush made Eric feel itchy, while the touch of the paint made him feel cold.

With Strange's control, after a while, a magic circle with six nested hexagrams inside and a circle outside was created.In the center and the outermost end of the magic circle, there is also a circle of complicated magic runes.

The moment the entire magic circle succeeded, a strong red light suddenly burst out, illuminating the entire secret room, then quickly dimmed, and finally disappeared completely, as did the magic circle.

If it wasn't for Eric's personal experience, he really thought that the magic circle was not painted on his body.

"Okay, let's summon the demon now, wait for him to come out, and attack immediately, just take a breath." After sending the paint on the ground back to its original place, Strange, who returned again, faced the already dressed Eric said, and handed him the contract.

"Yeah." Eric nodded, and then began to summon the demons according to what Strange taught.

As the spell was uttered, a magic circle emitting dark purple light suddenly appeared from under Eric's feet and began to rotate continuously.

"boom!"

A group of dark red flames appeared out of thin air, suspended in front of Eric, and then gradually spread into a ring of flames in the eyes of the two, forming a transmission channel.

A gust of hot wind continued to blow from the tunnel, filling the entire room with the pungent smell of sulfur.

"Humble human~"

At this moment, a sheep's hoof covered with small dark red scales stepped over and stepped into the room.

"boom!!!"

Eric and Strange looked at each other, and then made a bold move, pulling the demon who was still in hell with most of his body, and quickly closed the space passage.

(End of this chapter)