Marvel Person: You call this a sorcerer?

Joseph's funeral was actually quite simple.

Since his wife passed away, he has spent most of his time in Kamar-Taj and raising his daughter.

Since his daughter went to college, he has devoted all his time to Kamar-Taj.

It's fair to say that this man didn't live for himself most of the time.

Not many people attended the funeral; only Joseph's daughter and his only sister and her family.

After the pastor finished reading the eulogy and people said their final goodbyes, the coffin was slowly lowered into the tomb.

As a shovelful of earth was placed over the coffin, Joseph's daughter finally broke down in tears.

After spending the last few days with her, Ronan felt that she was a very strong girl.

Even after learning of Joseph's death, she remained remarkably calm.

Of course, it was only relatively calm.

Finally, on the day of Joseph's burial, the girl couldn't hold back her tears.

In fact, Ronan has seen situations like this many times over the past seventeen years.

Many mages lost their young lives fighting demons who had smuggled themselves to Earth.

These kinds of things happen all the time.

But every time Ronan faced the families of these monks, he felt immense sorrow.

They have essentially dedicated their lives to the cause they love most.

Even until their deaths, their families never knew what they did for a living.

But compared to those well-known superheroes, they are truly like a group of unsung heroes.

They silently protect the Earth forever, without needing flashing lights or praise.

Ronan looked up and glanced at the king beside him.

The king at this moment no longer possessed the usual laughter and banter he shared with his companions; instead, he was filled with an inescapable sorrow.

Clearly, he still couldn't accept this fact.

"Joseph was a very brave man who protected the books of Kamar-Taj until his death."

Ronan patted Wang on the shoulder and whispered a word of comfort.

Wang didn't speak, but just nodded silently, his eyes still fixed on the small tomb that was being filled.

He will never see one of his best friends again.

"How's Casillas doing? Did you catch him?"

Ronan changed the subject.

"No, the Ancient One went after them, but they all ran separately."

"In the end, the Ancient One only captured two of Kaecilius's followers, who refused to reveal Kaecilius's plot."

Wang shook his head; this was an outcome he hadn't expected.

Ronan narrowed his eyes.

"Since they don't want to talk, we must pry them open their mouths."

"Let's go, let's go and meet those two."

"Let's see what they're really thinking."

Ronan glanced at the funeral, which was almost over; he could leave the rest to the professionals.

In Kamar-Taj, there are highly professional people who handle these matters.

After all, their work as mages could cost them their lives at any moment.

Since everyone is protecting the Earth, Kamar-Taj, as the leader, cannot allow the university to suffer both bloodshed and tears.

That's why the Ancient One, or Kamar-Taj, is so rich.

In fact, most of the money is placed in a fund. Whenever someone sacrifices their life, a portion of the money is taken out and given to the family of the deceased.

If the child is very young, this money will ensure they can afford to go to school and that they will be financially secure until they turn eighteen.

This is all that Kamar-Taj can do.

"Let's go."

Watching the last bit of soil cover Joseph's grave, Wang composed himself and turned to leave.

His only motivation to pull himself together was to avenge Joseph.

So he took Ronan directly to the place where the two Casillas followers were being held.

This is inside a cave.

Located on the summit of a mountain in the Himalayas.

Although this place isn't exactly a prison, it's not much different from one.

In such cold weather, mages usually rely on their own magical power to combat the cold, but their magical power has been sealed.

Therefore, their only means of combating extreme weather are...

Hmm. Willpower?

When the arcane gate opened, Ronan saw two people trembling in fear.

Of course, although his body was trembling, he still maintained a "steadfast and unyielding" expression on the surface.

Gee tut.

"You don't need to ask anymore, we won't answer you."

"The great Casillas will lead us to eternity."

Snapped!

However, before the man could finish speaking, Wang, who never liked to use force, slapped him across the face.

Then he grabbed the man by the collar and slapped him three more times.

However, even so, it still didn't erase this person's arrogant attitude.

It's clear that Casillas's brainwashing of them has reached a certain level.

"Alright, Your Majesty, don't treat people so roughly."

"He's a man, after all. To slap him in the face like that is really a huge blow to his pride."

Ronan patted Wang on the shoulder, signaling him to relax.

Ronan knew that the current king could no longer tolerate Casillas living.

However, there are techniques involved in interrogation.

Wang turned to look at Ronan.

When he saw the smile on Ronan's face, he loosened the man's collar.

"You're full of bad ideas, you come up with a plan."

After saying that, he turned his head to the side, trying his best to hide his anger.

Ronan's eyelids twitched.

What do you mean I'm full of bad ideas? Can't you speak properly?

Why do you have to use this particular adjective when there are so many other adjectives available? Do you think you're so trendy?

If it weren't for the fact that Wang was in a bad mood at the moment, Ronan would have made him experience the power of darkness no matter what!

Siu!!

"Okay, let's talk about the other conditions."

"What do I need to offer in exchange for you revealing Casillas's hiding place?"

Ronan walked up to the two men, squatted down, and asked with a smile.

However, neither of them paid any attention to Ronan.

Because in Casillas's teachings, Ronan was Casillas's greatest enemy.

Since he was Casillas's greatest enemy, he was naturally also the greatest enemy of these few henchmen.

"Oh?"

"Looks like you guys are all tough guys."

"That's great, I love tough guys the most."

Ronan smiled, waved his hand to take out a phone from his private space, and pressed the video call button.

After a burst of music, a voice came from the phone.

It's Steve Rogers.

"Ronan, what's up?"

Steve Rogers looked somewhat tired.

It seems that the recent superpower agreement that the US government is trying to implement has kept him busy.

"Steve, as a soldier, there's something I'd like to know."

"If you encounter an enemy spy, and you happen to capture him perfectly intact."

"You want to extract some information from them, but they're very stubborn. What method will you ultimately use?"

Ronan asked with a smile.

"Is this a last resort?"

Steve Rogers was silent for a moment before asking this question.

"Yes, I need to deal with a few traitors here, but I think killing them would be too lenient."

"And I also need to know some information."

Ronan nodded and said.

"Okay, this is a closely guarded secret, I hope you don't use it too often."

"In the military, we use a very ancient and extremely cruel form of punishment."

"It involves covering all parts of a person's body with honey and then putting it in a container."

"If you put ants in the container, they will smell the honey and keep gnawing on the person's body."

"That kind of intense itching all over the body, but you can't touch it, and it's accompanied by the ants biting you, causing varying degrees of pain in different parts of your body."

At this point, Steve Rogers glanced around and paused briefly.

The two people in front of Ronan stared wide-eyed, completely unable to imagine what that scene would be like.

My body was covered in ants, which were gnawing at it.

It's itchy and painful, and I can't scratch or prick it.

The moment that image flashed into their minds, both of them felt terrible.

My body seems to be starting to itch.

"The last resort is to smear honey all over the man's genitals, especially in that little passage."

"In this way, the ants will crawl through that passage into the core of the person's body."

"Although I haven't tried it myself, based on the descriptions of those prisoners, it's exhilarating, but also..."

Steve Rogers didn't say the rest, but the meaning was clear.

Ronan twitched the corner of his mouth, his body involuntarily shuddering.

Falk.

Any man would shudder at the thought of such a scene!

Ronan trembled simply because he imagined the scene, while the two people in front of him were also trembling because this kind of punishment was about to be inflicted on them!

"Of course, if you wish, you can replace the honey with chili peppers, hydrochloric acid, etc."

The last sentence was the decisive blow.

Ronan smirked and pressed the hang-up button; he didn't want to hear any more.

What the hell is hydrochloric acid?!

"This method is actually not bad."

"But I think we can use a more humane approach."

"For example, could we change it to something like 'I love a piece of firewood,' and then put them with the sow?"

"What do you think?"

Ronan looked at the king beside him.

Wang's eyelids twitched, and his expression turned somewhat strange.

He didn't know what kind of friends Ronan had made, let alone that this friend was Captain America.

"Have you ever considered that even pigs might feel it's unfair?"

Wang pursed his lips, seemingly thinking that this meant he would never dare to eat pork again.

Even though he usually eats beef and chicken.

"Then let's put them together and let them comfort each other."

"What do you think?"

Ronan came up with another idea.

Wang's eyes lit up, and he gave Ronan a thumbs up.

However, the two people on the other side felt like the sky had fallen.

They're all straight, how could they possibly do such a thing? They would absolutely not allow it!

"Just kill me!"

"Ronan, how dare you insult me! Casillas will not let you get away with this!"

One of them couldn't help but shout.

Ronan stepped back, not wanting to get splashed with spittle.

"Fine, then I'll kill you."

"Let's go find a place that raises horses, and then feed them some aphrodisiacs."

"Since you don't want to be with other people, then let's go with Malaysia. It'll make your experience better."

After saying that, Ronan opened the secret gate and grabbed the man by the collar.

Although this person was struggling violently, how could he possibly be a match for Ronan when he had lost his magic power and was imprisoned?

So, Ronan kicked him straight into the horse pen.

Then Ronan gave the king a wink, and the king immediately understood and followed him into the stable.

The secret gate closed, leaving Ronan and one other person alone in the cave once again.

"So, what should you do?"

"I thought Steve's method was pretty good, why don't you give it a try?"

However, the other party seemed to disagree with this view, shaking their head frantically.

"Don't refuse. Let's just treat this as an experiment. The results of this experiment don't mean anything."

"Once the experiment is complete, I'll let you go even if you don't want to talk about it."

"The only downside is that your weapon might be useless by then."

Ronan's gaze fell on the man's lower abdomen, and he shook his head with a regretful expression.

For a man, this is the second greatest insult.

The greatest insult is when a woman tells you you can't do it.

"No, no."

At this moment, the person was stunned.

He couldn't imagine what he would do in the future.

"After our experiment is complete, I will absolutely keep my promise and release you."

"You can also go to immortality with Casillas if you want."

"But as a man, he has achieved immortality, yet he has lost his roots."

"Tsk tsk tsk"

Ronan shook his head again.

This cut was even more ruthless!

If he truly achieved immortality, that would be even more unbearable than dying immediately.

What is the purpose of immortality? Isn't it to prolong life and experience the unique characteristics of different places?

However, now...

"No! Impossible!"

"I'll tell you everything!"

"I'll tell you everything you want to know!"

The man struggled to take two steps back, his eyes filled with nothing but fear as he looked at Ronan.

At that moment, he felt that Ronan was not human at all, but a demon!

Seeing his reaction, Ronan couldn't help but click his tongue.

Why did it stop working so quickly?

You need to stand up for yourself.

My illusion hasn't even been cast yet, how come you've already surrendered?

This doesn't go against the laws of nature.

"what?"

"You should have said you wanted to be honest earlier. Isn't it a little too late now?"

"After all, if they had spoken first, they would have already finished speaking by now."

"Then you're of no use."

Ronan looked a little embarrassed.

"No, no, no, I definitely spoke first, it was definitely me who spoke first."

"Kaecilius is in Hong Kong. His plan is simple: he wants to summon Dormammu from the Dark Dimension to Earth."

His plan is...