Wandage Mountain, a mountain covered by wind and snow like a knife blade, towers above the earth.
The sky was dark, the wind was howling, and the temperature was already dozens of degrees below zero, which was colder than the North and South Poles.
On the cliff facing the wind and snow, a man with dark circles under his eyes and a sinister expression used magic to control a woman behind him and was climbing towards the mountain.
"What exactly do you want to do?"
Wanda asked Casillas coldly, the red energy gathered in her body, trying to break free from Casillas's restraints.
However, Casillas tightened the scarlet chain and suppressed the power at once.
"Scarlet Witch, your current power is no match for me. Be more honest and obedient, otherwise I cannot guarantee your brother's life."
"you!"
Wanda's face darkened, and the cold wind whistled around the two of them. She retorted: "I'm not the Scarlet Witch, and I don't know what magic is."
Casillas smiled and said, "What kind of energy do you think you used just now?"
He stopped answering questions and finally climbed to the top of Wandage Mountain despite the wind and snow.
An ancient altar appeared in front of the two of them. The towering mountain cliff was hollowed out, and the stone walls were turned into murals. The stone platform lay in the middle of the altar like a coffin.
On the dark rock wall, the two most eye-catching murals are a witch wearing a wizard's robe and a smiling boy, one on the left and one on the right, on both sides of the altar.
The mural in the middle was engraved with countless magical words passed down from ancient times, and Wanda could understand the content with just a glance: the Book of Darkness.
She had obviously never practiced magic, but it felt so familiar, and she seemed to know the contents of this dark book in an instant.
"It seems you remembered something."
Casillas released his hold on Wanda and looked at her with a smile.
Wanda was silent. She did feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity on this altar.
"What's going on, tell me!"
"The Scarlet Witch is the spokesperson of the great Lord Sithorne, the God of Darkness. There has been more than one spokesperson from ancient times to the present. Your sense of familiarity comes from your predecessors, and you are the Scarlet Witch chosen by this generation of Lord Sithorne."
Casillas praised Sithorne's strength, and couldn't help but look at Wanda with a look of jealousy.
He longs for power so much, but he is not chosen by fate. He has to fight hard to obtain every bit of power by himself.
But there are always some losers who will get opportunities and favors, like Modo and this woman.
He is obviously so ordinary, but he is the one chosen by Sithorn. This world is really unfair.
But soon, this time at least Dormammu and Sithorn are coming, and he will also gain the same power to destroy the world and destroy the world like that person.
As he thought about it, his eyes became sinister and he said: "Go to the altar, learn the Book of Darkness, and then let Lord Sithorn come."
"I do not want."
When Wanda heard Casillas' order, she instinctively refused. She could feel that Sithorn might not be a good god.
Casillas' face turned cold, and with a pull of magic, a virtual screen was pulled out. It was Quicksilver who was bound by magic chains, with a look of pain on his face.
"Quicksilver!"
Wanda called her brother's name, but there was no response from the other side of the screen. Casillas' sinister voice came: "If you don't want anything to happen to your brother, then learn the Book of Darkness. You are like an ant, even if
If you want revenge, you have to master the power."
Laughter came from his mouth, Wanda's face turned gloomy, hatred flashed in her eyes, she indeed longed for revenge.
She turned her head and walked step by step to the stone platform, and red energy began to envelope her body.
Casillas was right. Wanda was indeed chosen by Sithorne. Although she didn't know how she was chosen, her inherent chaos magic is the best proof.
But now when she came into contact with the Dark God Book, the power belonging to Sithorn began to operate, and it continued to strengthen her power in an extremely terrifying manner.
His hair was scarlet, energy gathered into a red robe, and his eyes also turned into a cold scarlet color as the power gathered.
"Really terrifying power."
A look of jealousy flashed across Casillas's eyes. He had mastered such powerful power in just a few breaths. This was something he had struggled to achieve in the first half of his life.
"Pathetic guy."
Suddenly, a voice sounded in Casillas' mind, and a black mark suddenly appeared between his eyebrows. This was the mark of Dormammu.
People with such a mark are those who have used the power of darkness to become Dormammu's servants.
"Owner."
Casillas immediately bowed respectfully to Dormammu, even though Dormammu did not come here.
Dormammu's voice came, and he said: "Instead of envying that girl's power, you'd better handle this coming. Neither Sithorn nor I will treat you badly."
"Please rest assured, Master, I will definitely let Sithorn and Master successfully come to this world. Even that Zhang Ziyu cannot stop these two adults."
"He's just an ant, he can't do anything."
Dormammu's voice fell silent, Casillas recovered from the conversation, and then looked at the open space outside the altar with a stern look.
He scratched his palm, and then began to carve out the summoning formation according to the ritual of summoning Dormammu in his memory. The power of darkness seeped through the dimensional cracks little by little, and continued to build the formation with him.
For a time, the entire Wandag Mountain was shrouded in the power of darkness, the cold became more and more terrifying, and the sky was gloomy as if it would collapse in the next moment.
"boom"
Wanda took the lead in completing the inheritance. She stood up suddenly, condensed red energy balls in her hands and attacked Casillas instantly.
not good!
Casillas was extremely experienced in combat and immediately sensed something was wrong. He condensed the magic in his hand into a shield and directly blocked it.
With a loud noise, Casillas was knocked several steps away and almost fell to the foot of Wandago Mountain.
You know, this is a sealed mountain. Although it is difficult for ordinary people to see, its height is more terrifying than Mount Everest.
If he really falls, if he is not careful, he may have to meet Lord Dormammu in advance.
"Madman, what do you want to do?!"
He asked Wanda coldly, but Wanda showed no fear at all.
After violently merging Sithorne's power, she has become a little crazy, and she is not completely in charge of her own consciousness.
"Let my brother go!"
Strength is what she relies on to fight against Casillas. Even though she vaguely feels that something is wrong now, it is not as important as saving her brother.
"Hmph, you summon Lord Sithorn, and I will summon the master. As long as it succeeds, I will let your brother go. Don't think that your strength is not bad now, that is Lord Sithorn's power."
The red light in Wanda's eyes started to move, and her face showed pain and struggle, but it soon turned into an expression of indifference.
"I hope you keep your word, otherwise I will twist your head off."
At this moment, Wanda was once again affected by Sithorn's will.