Mephisto!
Sure enough, this group of fallen sorcerers and the king of hell had gotten mixed up.
When Master Arnold saw Mephisto, his pupils shrank and he thought silently.
He wondered, why did hell monsters appear so frequently in London and nearby areas?
And not even the slightest trace could be found.
This group of damned fallen sorcerers not only betrayed Kamar-Taj, but also humanity and the earth.
At the same time, the sling ring in his hand glowed slightly with a red flame light.
He raised his hands slightly, as if he was always ready to fight.
The same went for Wanda on the side.
The teacher had originally asked her to go back and recuperate with good intentions. After all, her vitality had just been seriously injured and she had just recovered.
But Wanda felt everything was fine, and she was full of hatred for the fallen sorcerer who had attacked her and her companions.
Of course she wouldn't give up.
Lockhart, of course, knew that after the transformation, Wanda's strength was even higher, so he did not refuse.
It just happened to let Wanda vent her inner anger of being attacked, and take a look at her current true strength.
"Mephisto?" Lockhart said coldly and mockingly. "You really care about me to much huh, The Ancient One has only taught you a lesson not long ago."
"How dare you show up again."
"I wonder how many more projections you plan to sacrifice this time? How many origins will you lose?"
"Kamar-Taj has to thank you for your contribution. Recently, there are a lot more magical materials in the sorcerer's secret realm."
Hearing Lockhart's sarcasm, Mephisto's eyes couldn't help but twitch, but he suppressed the anger in his heart and said calmly: "Don't worry, it's just a few origins?"
"Consider it my gift to the Ancient One."
"For gods with infinite lifespans like us, if some essence is lost, it is lost. It will just be accumulated over time."
At this point, although Mephisto appeared calm and relaxed on the surface, he still felt painful in his heart.
In theory, this was true. It could be accumulated over time.
But what happened before would cost hundreds or even thousands of years.
The losses were massive.
It's not like he had no enemies in hell.
Why did he appear on earth again during this time?
Wasn't it just to get back what he'd lost as soon as possible? Could he at least save a portion of his essence?
After hearing this, Master David on the side couldn't help but have a trace of enthusiasm flash in his eyes.
It's good to be a dimensional god.
As long as you have no fatal problems, no matter how many injuries there are, you can get over them with time.
Even the Ancient One can be survived.
Snort!
Lockhart snorted, but did not take action directly. Instead, he continued to taunt.
"I didn't expect that Mephisto is now so pitiful that he has to get involved with these traitors."
"What a fall."
As he spoke, he turned to provoke David: "David, if I were you, I would be careful when working with Mephisto."
"Mephisto is probably very lacking in power now. The power in your hand would be a great supplement to him."
At this point, Lockhart showed a smile instead: "If he continues to seduce souls, he will be detected to some extent, and he will risk being caught by the Ancient One."
"But if he robs you of your power, there is no risk."
"It won't win the attention of the Ancient One."
"If I were you, I would make sure Mephisto doesn't do anything to me."
Hearing this, David's expression changed, but he didn't say anything.
Perhaps Mephisto hadn't thought about it.
However, the next moment, his pupils shrank.
Lockhart was seen waving his wand.
In mid-air, a series of complex rune patterns glowing with golden light instantly appeared.
At the same time, Lockhart's voice came faintly: "I'll give you a magic spell."
"Unbreakable Vow!"
"Look carefully, the Ancient One once said that as long as the dimensional gods are willing to give out their original blood."
"Even after death, this contract remains unbreakable."
Having said this, Lockhart added again: "It is best to have another witness to prove that his original blood is real and effective."
Arnold, the guardian sorcerer of the London Sanctum on the side, couldn't help but twitch when he heard Lockhart's enthusiastic suggestion.
Provocation, this was naked provocation!
This was not a gift, it was clearly a potion of division.
After hearing this, David on the other side couldn't help but look interested, and glanced at Mephisto next to him.
Any fool knew that this was Lockhart's conspiracy—it was an obvious ploy.
But...
He needed this kind of protection so much!
However, he was not stupid enough to talk to Mephisto about it directly.
His brain was working rapidly, memorizing the magical spell floating in the air.
Mephisto, who was next to him, saw David's actions and didn't speak.
If he spoke at this time, he would fall even more into Lockhart's scheme.
No, Lockhart couldn't be allowed to say more.
Just as he was about to take action, he heard Lockhart's voice again.
"Mephisto, are you unwilling to sign a contract with our renegade sorcerer?"
"Is it possible that you really want to attack him behind his back?"
Okay, great, what a great assist!
Although he and Lockhart were enemies, David still cheered in his heart.
It was impossible for him to ask Mephisto directly to sign the contract.
But when Lockhart spoke, it was different.
If Mephisto didn't give an answer, it would prove that there was something wrong in his heart.
And if he wanted to give an answer, he could only choose to sign a contract.
No matter what, there was no loss for David.
"Lockhart, has anyone ever told you that your mouth is as good at stirring up trouble as the devil in hell?" Mephisto said.
"Come on, if you enter hell, I believe becoming a god would be a no-brainer."
Then, he looked at David and said calmly: "Master David, both parties must have trust. Signing a contract is a guarantee for both of us."
"Of course there is no reason to refuse."
"However, we still have to teach Lockhart and the London Sanctum a lesson."
Speaking of this, Mephisto stood on the ruins of the Castle of Dusk, and a large amount of dark fog filled the air behind him.
It exuded an aura of evil, killing, and destruction.
The dark mist gradually solidified and turned into various vicious hell demons and beasts.
Sorcerer David on the side heard Mephisto's promise.
Naturally, he was also overjoyed and waved the sling ring in his hand without hesitation.
A large amount of black chaotic magic emerged.
Yes, he had switched to Chaos Magic.
Of course, all the magical energy in his body had also been converted into chaos magic power.
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