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Chapter 164 Depths of the Soul ([-]rd)
"boom!"

The bottom of the ruins of the collapsed building was blasted open by a powerful internal force. Victor von Doom walked out of it in a state of embarrassment, his feet staggering, as if he had suffered serious injuries.

With one hand on his waist, he raised his head and looked forward, only to see the black gold armor walking towards this side at a leisurely pace like an undefeated god of war.Even after the fierce battle, he still maintains his composure, with the calmness of "don't rush and take your time" in every gesture.

Like looking down on his opponent.

Doom clenched his fists tightly?

Why?Is it true that this guy will never be surpassed?

After accepting the power of darkness, Doom felt that he should already be invincible.Such a powerful force was beyond what he had imagined in the past. He couldn't help thinking of that day in hell, when he faced Mephisto's coercion, he was completely helpless, even if he wanted to resist, he didn't know where to go. At the beginning, it was this person who appeared suddenly, showing an almost unreasonable strength, and even the Lord of Hell suffered in his hands.

Since then, this person has become the target he looks up to.

After going through so much, he naively thought that he should have almost caught up with him, but the reality cruelly smashed this fantasy to pieces.It turned out that even if he did not hesitate to fall into the darkness, in the eyes of this person, his own efforts were basically nothing more than standing still.It turned out that even if he was desperate, he couldn't catch up even a little bit.

And now he has clearly realized that the opponent has not even shown half of his strength.

No, you're far from your limit, Victor.Let go of your concerns, unleash your potential, embrace the darkness, you still have a chance to beat him
The bewitching voice kept echoing in his mind, and he couldn't get it out of his mind no matter what.

Finally, he gave up resisting.

Yes, what is there to hesitate about?It is impossible for this kind of half-hearted awareness to gain real powerful power.He still needs more magic, and he has to get stronger.First of all, he must at least surpass the person in front of him, and then he can hope to defeat Mephisto and save his mother's soul from hell.

Even if his soul is doomed because of this.

Doom slowly raised his arms, ready to absorb more magic regardless of the load.But at this moment, a scarlet band snapped around his left arm, straightening it.Dum looked to the left, and was surprised to find that Michael, who was supposed to be walking slowly in front of him, appeared on his left flank at some point, holding a scarlet rope in his hand to bind his arm.Dum couldn't break free, and subconsciously wanted to stretch out his right arm to help, but he didn't expect that another scarlet rope that was exactly the same was also wrapped around his right arm.He looked to the right, and found that there was also a black gold armor standing on the right side at some point, using the same movement to grab the thick scarlet rope and bind his right hand.

The shape of Aikon, a high-level avatar spell.

Dum let out a low growl, mobilizing his whole body of magic power, pouring all his magic power into his arms, trying to break the two ropes, but even though he poured monstrous magic power into it, the two scarlet ropes remained motionless.

Of course he can't shake it.This is Cytorak's scarlet chain, which belongs to the highest-level binding spell, and can even temporarily bind powerful enemies at the demon level.

And Michael himself had already walked in front of him.Doom still didn't give up struggling, but the scarlet belt not only bound his hands, but even cut off the flow of his magic power, disturbing the magic power in his body.

Michael stopped in front of him and said, "The nightmare is over, Victor."

The last thing Dum saw was that the other party stretched out his right hand, his palm was open, and he was pinching a vaguely visible pale gold magic circle in his palm.He stretched out his hand to press on his face, golden light flooded into his sight, followed him and he couldn't see anything.

***
What followed was a darkness, an empty, endless darkness, it seemed that all sound and light were swallowed up, and the silence was so lonely.

This is the inner world of Victor von Doom.It was empty and pitch black, like a world [-] meters below the surface of the sea, a cold and empty world.Anyone who breaks into this place, I'm afraid they can't help but sigh with emotion.

Young Doom sat with his arms around his knees in the darkness.He buried his head deep in his knees and remained motionless.Until the illusory shadow gradually appeared behind him, looking down at him from behind with a gaze as indifferent as ice.

It was a woman, wearing a pitch-black robe, with an indifferent expression as if frozen in ice.

"Victor," she called.

The young Doom came back to his senses and stood up in surprise: "Mom?"

"It's a good thing you remember me," said Cynthia von Doom coldly. "You are a selfish and heartless fellow, and I regret having you, Victor. You don't care about anyone, and you certainly don't care about me."

"But I always wanted to save you, and that was the only thing I ever tried to do."

"If you really wanted to, you would have. Admit it, deep down you don't care about anyone. You were born to be a destroyer, and you're becoming that."

As Cynthia spoke, her figure gradually receded and disappeared into the darkness.

"Wait a minute! Mom, Mom!"

Doom yelled and jumped up, holding out his hand in the direction where she disappeared.But he couldn't touch anything, he could only feel the chill spread from his fingertips all over his body, as cold as in the North Pole that had encountered a snowstorm, almost freezing his blood.

"You're a disappointing fellow."

This time the sound came from a different direction.Doom turned around, startled.It was a pale man, to be precise, he had been frozen pale.His face was frozen stiff, his stubble was covered in icicles, and he had icicles hanging from his body, making him basically a walking zombie.

"Daddy?" Doom asked incredulously.

He could never forget that face.

That was after his mother passed away this year.An army pursued Doom and his father into the snow-capped mountains, where they hid for four days until the soldiers finally gave up and went down the mountain, but they couldn't give up quickly enough.

Waking up on the morning of their last day in hiding, Doom found his father in his arms frozen and long dead.

It was his father, Werner von Doom, who had appeared in front of him, in his frozen form.

"I gave you my coat that day, and protected you with what little body heat I had left, so you survived, Victor. I traded my life for yours, but look at you now? People are disappointed." Warner snorted heavily, he turned around, and walked into the darkness, "The one who was frozen to death should have been yours, maybe I should have let you do this at the time. Maybe later I can live a little longer."

Warner's back also disappeared, and the surroundings returned to darkness.The boy fell to his knees, sobbing silently.

The huge outline of a face gradually emerged in the darkness, scarlet eyes looked down on the boy, and a heavy echo echoed in the darkness: "Yes, that's right. You have always been a loser, Victor. But With me, you have one last ray of hope. You still have a chance to make a difference."

The boy stopped sobbing, slowly raised his head, and looked into those scarlet eyes.

"Yes, that's right. Come, accept me," said the voice, "and you can have all the power you want! Those who took your father, those who hurt your mother, you can avenge them all !"

The boy seemed moved by his words.He stood up slowly, stared blankly at those scarlet evil eyes, and walked slowly over.

A hand protruded from the darkness and lightly rested on the boy's shoulder, preventing him from walking any further.

"Victor," Michael said commandingly, looking him straight in the eyes, "be a man."

(End of this chapter)