Wanda was shocked. It was precisely because she knew what level of existence the Ancient One was that she was surprised that someone could kill their incarnation with physical attacks.
As for Polaris Lorna, she doesn't understand this at all, and simply doesn't want to understand it. She is currently playing on her mobile phone through the Adjutant's multiverse Internet and giggling, probably watching how the people in the other world praise her.
As he spoke, the cloak led a group of people into the Black Death Prison. Suddenly, a cold wind blew in their faces, and the world became dark instantly.
Deathstroke said before that there was not even a single hair here, but he was actually wrong. This hell is filled with tons of bones. It is correct that there is nothing but bones.
The pale skeletons piled up like multiple layers of sand and gravel all over the place, coupled with the red moon in the sky, gave everything here a strange and eerie atmosphere.
"No, this isn't right. The Supreme Mage, something terrible has happened!"
The little devil who didn't tell his real name, so he didn't know what his name was, huddled up in a ball, turned over in fear and kowtowed to the death knell on the flying carpet:
"When I sneaked in here last time, the environment was not like this. It's really not my fault. I don't have the guts to lie to you. Please don't kill me!"
Bathed in the evil moonlight, Death Knell knew that this was not the tour guide's fault, but that times had changed.
He raised his hand to signal the cloak to slow down his progress, jumped off the flying carpet, took out the lightsaber in his palm and looked around:
"Shut up, you loser. I'll settle the score with you later."
Yes, these are words of comfort that the devil can understand.
After hearing these heart-warming words, the little devil burst into laughter, covered his mouth tightly, and said nothing.
One corner of the cloak was raised, and he was writing on the back of the death knell. It told the Supreme Mage that he had noticed a powerful necromantic energy, which was spreading out from the depths of this hell. The concept that existed in it should be 'plague'
' and 'die of illness'.
"Slade, what is going on?" Wanda held the book and used red energy to float beside Deathstroke.
"Cthulsum has been resurrected. No, strictly speaking, he is a dead person. It should not be said that he was resurrected, but that he has 'gained strength'." Su Ming signaled that there was no need to be nervous, and everyone continued to move forward and slow down a bit.
Speed is enough: "At this point in time, he was probably awakened by Sithorne as cannon fodder."
Cthulsum, the Black Prince of Death, or the King of Death, has a great name and is not weak in strength.
But its seniority is not high, it can only be regarded as the junior among the second generation demons, and it is much younger than Mephisto.
According to the comics Su Ming read in his previous life, Cthulsum looks a bit like a gargoyle, or a beast-shaped skeleton with a pair of stone wings on its back. It's more like a demon.
Most of them are a bit weird in appearance.
Legend has it that when it spreads its wings and flies over the main dimension, all creatures on the ground will die due to plague and various misfortunes, and their souls full of pain will fall into his hell.
The era when he became the Lord of Hell was a time of peace when the Pathfinders were dead and the United Forces disappeared from the earth, so he was infinitely arrogant, going to the main dimension every three days to commit massacres, feeling that no one could cure him.
Until he met Conan, the barbarian king who traveled around the world, and his body was shattered by a jumping blow with his iron sword. He was then chased into hell by the latter, and even his soul was chopped off...
Upon hearing this, I might think that Cthulsum is not very strong, so why can't it even defeat a barbarian?
But the Conan the Barbarian mentioned here is not the one in the movies or cartoons, but the Conan the Barbarian in the comics. With just one sword, one man killed dozens of incarnations of the Ancients and cleaned up his own planet several times.
A ruthless man who killed millions of cultists and then chased the Ancient Ones into the void.
Conan the Barbarian has no superpowers, only martial arts and bravery, and has even been almost killed by other ordinary people many times, but maybe 'fearlessness' and 'atheism' are the concepts he has, and these things that lead to gods and ghosts are simply beyond his power.
Confront him.
Su Ming was talking to Wanda and recalling things in his mind when an explosion suddenly occurred in the distance on the horizon.
A huge figure broke through the pile of bones on the ground, went straight into the sky, and spread its wings under the blood moon.
The fragments of bone that were thrown up into the sky fell like rain, hitting Deathstroke's armor with a clanging sound, and the surrounding air became denser and filled with a strange smell.
It's the kind of smell where a corpse is placed in a place with no air circulation, left to rot and weather, and then the secret chamber is opened again hundreds of years later.
The dust is accompanied by decay and has a cold breath that makes people's backs tingle.
The little devil had already begun to roll his eyes. The fear of high-level devils was almost engraved in his blood and soul. However, Wanda and Lorna were not affected and were already ready to fight.
The Scarlet Witch put the book in her hand into the pouch given to her by Deathstroke. She closed her hands together, formed a seal and then pulled them apart suddenly. A burst of crimson energy split into two, burning like a flame in her hands.
When Polaris activates its ability, the movement is even louder. Originally, there was only the faint light of the blood moon in the dark sky, but in just a blink of an eye, it was filled with dense aurora. The curtain formed by these lights shows that the geomagnetic field is being affected.
Influence.
But when the commotion was so loud, Polaris secretly shook her head at Su Ming, because there was no metal in the other person's body, and there was no real magnetic field that could be manipulated in this place called a dimension, so she was a little bit unable to get off the stage now!
Su Ming rolled his eyes and signaled the green-haired girl to calm down and see how the enemy performed first.
Just as Deathstroke expected, the resurrected lord took the initiative to stop everyone from going to the beast's dimension. He instantly arrived above everyone's heads, spread his wings arrogantly, and announced his return and existence:
"I am Cthulsum, the King of Hell. Sithorn has foreseen your fate. Face your inevitable death. How dare miserable mortals enter my territory?!"
After saying that, he began to hover in the air and flap his stone wings.
Just like a butterfly or a moth, black luminous scales fell on its wings. Under the auroral light in the sky, it shrouded the people like snowflakes.
This was one of his means of attack, spreading the Black Death.
The powder fell on everyone, but not to mention getting sick and dying suddenly, none of the three people plus a little devil even sneezed. The reason is very simple. Wanda only needs to think that no one will get sick, then no one will
Get sick, this is the power of chaos magic.
But Csulsum didn't know, there was a suspicious look on his gargoyle-like face, and then he lowered some height and increased the frequency of flapping his wings.
More scale powder fell down, and Su Ming patted the shoulders of the two women, because it looked like black dandruff, which was unsightly.
Kesulsum's eyes almost burst out of their sockets, and he fanned again in disbelief...
Lorna yawned. She felt a little sleepy. Could this hell lord be the reincarnation of an electric fan? The breeze was quite comfortable.
The demon in the sky couldn't stand it anymore, so he speeded up the fan again, released more powder, and at the same time began to mobilize the undead units remaining in hell.
Fan fan fan......
A few people on the ground are fine.
Fan again, fan hard, fan hard...
The group is still fine.
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Su Ming seemed to see the other party start to pant heavily. He didn't know whether it was because of anger or because he had consumed too much.
Sure enough, it was the cannon fodder created by Sithorn. The Supreme Mage shook his head and raised the lightsaber in his hand:
"It is indeed one of the ancient demons. It is so simple. But it doesn't matter. Everyone on earth knows that Cthulsum's weakness is that it cannot resist jumping attacks, and I happen to have a good weapon."