Marvel: Spear Bureau Technical Advisor

Dare to speak out against the real body of a hell lord, only the supreme mage in today's world has such confidence.

"Gu Yi, do you want to fight me in the dimension of hell, are you planning to reignite the war between hell and Kama Taj?" Mephisto said with a gloomy face.

Master Gu Yi maintained his indifferent expression almost unchanged all year round: "I just want to take my disciple away."

"I'm afraid that won't work, Sorcerer Supreme. Your disciple has just killed a hell lord; it's a provocation to hell."

Mephisto grinned sinisterly.

"You should know that the peace between the hell dimension and the earth is not only because of a dimensional barrier; your disciple just broke this peace. This may be the fuse for the restart of the war between the two sides."

The dimensional barrier is indeed powerful, but it cannot form absolute protection; it can isolate the real power of the dimensional demon god, but it cannot prevent all kinds of low-level devils from secretly infiltrating.

If the senior devil is willing to risk losing a small part of his power, he can also send a clone to infiltrate the earth.

Among the many historical records of magic kept by Karma Taj, there are countless incidents of dimension invasions, large and small.The most famous ones, such as the San Van Gonza contract and the Ghost Rider, are all leftovers from such invasions.

It has never been a mere dimensional barrier that can keep the demon gods of the hell dimension under restraint, but a tacit understanding between the two parties based on the powerful strength of the supreme mage.

If the supreme mage does not come, the demon god of hell will not go.

The relationship between the dimension of hell and the main material plane is too close. Everyone has the means to hurt each other, and it also makes both sides have the intention of throwing a mouse.

This has also led to the current situation of "continuously doing small things, but not committing big things".

But now, Xiangqian made a big deal.

A hell lord—whether authentic or not—was killed by a disciple of Kama Taj—whether he was official or not—on his own territory.

The tacit understanding of maintaining balance was broken.

"Today's incident is a special case; Belasco tried to detain Qianqian; my disciple is just a legitimate counterattack." The voice of the ancient mage was unhurried, completely unmoved by Mephisto's threat of an all-out war .

The old devil "Jie Jie" laughed strangely: "I'm not sure whether the self-defense of the secular world will be accepted by the hell dimension. All I know is that your disciple, as the lord's guest, killed the lord."

"You and I both know that this is just an excuse for your attempt to start a war."

"So what, those who want to start a war need only an excuse."

Listening to the verbal exchange between his teacher and the old devil, he suddenly took half a step back; taking advantage of the fact that the two bosses were not paying attention to him, he secretly grabbed the hand of the little girl beside him.

Liana was about to let go subconsciously, but when she looked up, she saw the other party make a mysterious "silence" gesture.

"Trust me, Liana," whispered Qianqian, "let go of your heart, let go of your soul, and accept my guidance."

Liana was puzzled.

"Trust me." Qiang Qiang emphasized again, "Let's deal with the aftermath of this matter, otherwise the old devil will never end."

"What do you want to do?" Liana asked in a low voice.

Xiangqian showed a playboy-like gentle smile to the little girl: "Do you want to control your own destiny from now on, and no longer be threatened by anyone?"

The soft-spoken but inexplicable bewitching power aroused the girl's mind.

For Liana, who just learned the truth about her own destiny and broke the shackles with her own hands, being able to completely control her own destiny is an irresistible temptation.

"Can you do it? How?" Without much consideration, Liana made a choice almost impulsively.

The forward smile was even wider: "I want to support a queen to the throne... Let go of your heart and soul and accept my guidance."

Liana tried to relax; she soon sensed a powerful soul wave.

The girl is still very unfamiliar with controlling the fluctuations of the soul; but she has a forward guide.Playboy, who has a powerful soul domain since he was a child, is definitely a master in this area.

Everything in reality dimmed in Liana's eyes, and she was in a vast void in a trance, surrounded by stars.

"This is..." Liana was shocked.

"My soul domain;" the forward figure appeared in front of her, "You are just a mental body now."

"Don't worry, the flow of time in the soul realm can be controlled by me to a large extent, and outsiders will not immediately notice our actions. Now, you have to concentrate, I will guide you, don't resist."

"Guiding what?" Liana asked.

"Your heart, your mind, and your soul."

Forward's voice is soft, and the playboy's instinctive talent is almost involuntarily at work.

He stretched out his hands and held the girl's temples on both sides, influencing the girl's thoughts and soul little by little, making her synchronize with himself.

A vast phantom of the world emerged in front of the girl's eyes.

"This is... Limbo of Hell?" Liana said in surprise.

The forward voice sounded at the right time: "Meditate... to sense the will of this world. It hasn't fully recovered yet, and it just allows you to gradually accept it, so as not to cause too much pressure immediately."

Under the forward guidance, Liana's soul fluctuations gradually synchronized with the will of the world; in an instant, massive rule information poured in, and immediately exceeded the upper limit of the girl's soul.

Although the holders of the Soul Sword are all people with strong souls, Liana is still too young and has not yet reached the level that can carry a world.

The huge pressure almost tore the girl's soul.In reality, Liana also couldn't help screaming out.

The screams startled the two big brothers who were still arguing.

In reality, only a few seconds passed, and the two of them didn't even say a few words before they realized that the situation had changed.

Mephisto was frightened and angry, but saw Qiangqian's closed eyes suddenly opened slowly, with a tricky smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

The old devil subconsciously launched an attack, the magic power lifted the ground, and the ground rushed forward like a wave.

The supreme mage moved almost simultaneously; with a light stamp on his feet, the waves of the earth subsided instantly, and a sharp-edged crystal wall blocked the old devil and forward.

"Stop it, Mephisto; it's all fate, you and I just need to wait for the result."

It is not difficult for a Supreme Mage in his prime to suppress a Maharaja projection.

The two big shots stopped again tacitly after only one round.There is a huge disparity between strength and weakness, and the outcome of the battle is doomed before the fight begins, and Mephisto will not make fun of himself.

Under the protection of the crystal wall, both Liana's mental body in the soul realm and her physical body in reality are all enduring unusually severe pain.

In the Soul Realm, looking forward at Liana's soul who was on the brink of collapse, he shot again with a solemn expression.

His hands directly wrapped the top of the girl's head, carefully but decisively awakening a trace of darkness from the depths of the girl's soul.

It was the mark of the beacon belonging to the God of Darkness Sithorn; it was firmly attached to Liana's soul, as if it had taken root and became a part of her soul.

Xiangqian has no intention of removing the mark, nor does he have the ability—at least not yet.

Pushed and guided by him, the black imprint was cast into the will of the world that was still pouring into Liana's soul.

The two quickly merged together.

The rule information that Liana couldn't bear was completely insignificant to Sithorn; even if this imprint only carried a trace of Sithorn's subconscious ideas, it also communicated the soul power of the black magic god.

The enormous pressure brought by the will of the world quickly eased, and the soul domain used to carry the will of the world began to take shape; but it was still not enough.

Under the forward guidance, Liana's initial fragile soul domain is like a glass full of cracks, which will be broken by the imprint of the world's will at any time.

Xiangqian had no choice but to lay a thin barrier around the imprint of the world's will—just like the barrier he used to divide the soul universe.

It wasn't until he repeatedly confirmed that Liana's soul domain was basically guaranteed, that Qianqian carefully pushed Liana's consciousness out.

The two woke up almost at the same time.

Liana immediately let out a cry of pain, the sequelae of the previous soul pain made her dizzy, but fortunately, she stepped forward to support her crumbling body.

Facing the concerned expressions of the two big men, especially the frightened and angry Lord of Hell, he stepped forward and put his arms around the girl's waist in a gentlemanly manner, and declared gracefully:

"Hail to the new lord of Limbo; the old king is dead, long live the new king!"

Mephisto stared forward for a long time with a gloomy face, his voice hoarse and harsh: "Do you think this can erase the fact that you killed the hell lord?"

"Me? No, no, no, it was the new king, Liana Rasputin, who killed Belasco. I am absolutely sure that she killed the old lord of the border of hell with the sword of soul."

With a rogue-like smile forward: "So, it was Velasco's apprentices and subordinates who killed Velasco and made himself king. Strictly speaking, this should be regarded as a palace coup inside the border of hell !"

"And I, Karma Taj's mage apprentice, just happened to be at the right time!"

"You think this excuse can stop the war?" Mephisto shouted angrily.

Xiangqian pretended to be puzzled: "Why not? Those who desire war only need an excuse, and those who don't want war also only need an excuse."

"You and I both know that not every hell lord is willing to respond to your call for war. But I just gave them an excuse to refuse."