Hogwarts professor in Marvel

Boom!Boom!Boom!

boom! boom! boom!

clang!clang!clang!

The sounds of fists hitting fists, muscles hitting muscles, and weapons hitting weapons rang out one after another.

It seems to indicate the intensity of the competition.

Standing at the top, the previous Bloody Hand, John, was looking at the thugs below with interest.

Such an opportunity to reach the sky in one step.

Fight, the harder the better.

John narrowed his eyes and thought, a smile involuntarily forming at the corners of his mouth.

It is not so easy to become a bloody hand or a high-level manager.

John, who was watching the game, suddenly looked a little strange.

Because he sensed something was wrong.

In theory, there should be a report every hour.

"Report the current situation!" John gave the order directly, lightly touching the earphone on his ear.

however……

No sound, no sound coming from the headphones.

"Let's see what happened."

John beckoned to one of his men next to him and gave a direct order.

At the same time, his left hand gently touched his waist, and John felt a little relieved when he felt the familiar coolness.

But then, he ignored the fierce competition among the soldiers below and gave a few instructions to his subordinates beside him.

He then took a few trusted men with him and headed deeper into the factory.

Here, in terms of guarding strength, it also ranks among the top among all the main forces under Jin Bing.

The reason is very simple. As mentioned before, this is an arsenal in Jin Bing's hands.

At the same time, the people who were competing did not seem to notice that some of the candidates who failed in the competition seemed to disappear without anyone noticing.

"Report the current situation!"

John commanded into the headset as he walked towards Junkou Pants.

I didn't receive any news just now, so I sent someone to see what happened.

Having first-hand information is the key to his next decision.

however……

There was a slight pause before a voice rang out over the headset.

"Boss, there's nothing unusual!"

The voice was very familiar, it was said by one of his men.

However, when John heard this, his face turned ugly.

I took out my cell phone, pressed a few buttons, and a red alert page appeared.

Without hesitation, press directly.

Buzz! Buzz!

"Level 1 alert, level 1 alert."

"Everyone alert! Everyone alert!"

Instantly, a shrill alarm sounded. After hearing it, everyone inside the factory stopped what they were doing in panic.

Those who reacted quickly ran out of the competition venue, put on their previous clothes, picked up their weapons and prepared.

The scene quickly changed from the initial panic to order, and a large number of strong men with weapons came into view.

Their strong muscles and fierce faces seemed to indicate that they were not to be trifled with.

However, when they were ready, no enemies seemed to appear, which made them feel confused.

It would have been best to strike when they were in confusion, but now that everyone was fully armed, no enemy had emerged yet.

Is this a joke?

If the enemy is so unprofessional, why sound the highest alarm?

At this moment, John was standing in the control room, looking at the monitors in front of him that were mostly dark, with an unsightly expression on his face.

With the pager in hand, he announced directly: "Enemy invasion."

"The enemy's numbers are unknown, their weapons are unknown, and their methods are unknown."

"Everyone be on alert."

After thinking for a while, John said again: "This time, choose Bloody Hand, and select him from the people who contributed the most in this battle."

As soon as John finished speaking, everyone was excited.

Especially the soldiers who had just been defeated were ready to fight.

I thought there was no hope, but then something great happened to me.

This enemy came at the right time, cleverly and brilliantly.

Without John's orders, this mixed group of black boxers, retired soldiers, gangsters, etc. began to disperse in all directions.

They seek out their enemies, kill them, and end their lives.

Soon, the entire abandoned factory became bustling.

However, after all the hard work, everyone seemed to have not discovered where the enemy was.

Standing in the control room, John couldn't help but show disappointment in his eyes.

Most of the monitors were taken out by the enemy.

With only limited surveillance and real-time information, no trace of the enemy has been found so far.

Could it be Daredevil?

John couldn't help but think that if it was an ordinary gang invasion, it would be difficult to hide.

Only those damn street heroes, Daredevil, Defenders, etc., could sneak in without making any noise.

but……

When he thought about what he had heard from his confidant before, it was as if a thorn had grown in his heart.

There was nothing wrong with the other party's tone, and the voice was familiar.

However, the other party’s reply was incorrect.

He was dismissed with just one sentence saying nothing unusual.

If his men said so, he would whip them to death.

It was obvious that either someone had prepared the fake voice in advance, or his confidants had been controlled.

In this way, the problem is explained.

In any case, the enemy that infiltrates this time will probably be very difficult to deal with.

John had already raised his opinion in his heart.

At this moment, without his knowledge, a wizard in a black robe was watching him.

No, to be precise, he was standing in the mirror space and looking at John.

"David, the inauguration ceremony has been prepared. The sacrifices in front of us are enough, even more than enough."

A fallen wizard said to David with some excitement.

Yes, after this group of people seized the original power of dusk and betrayed Kamar-Taj, they began to prepare for the ceremony to become dimensional gods.

They are the elite mages of Kamar-Taj, and they are in various fields.

However, the common point that brings them together is that they have become dimensional gods.

They possess powerful magical abilities, and even if they are well prepared, it is impossible to change the world.

However, they only have a lifespan of a hundred years.

Most of them didn't even live a hundred years and died in battle.

How is this possible? How can they accept such a cruel fact?

In the entire Kamar-Taj, only the Supreme Sorcerer has entered the realm of the dimensional gods, and he is even very powerful and can fight against multiple gods.

It stands to reason that in order to protect the world, we should cultivate more beings that can fight against evil gods.

However, in the entire Kamar-Taj, there are very few references to dimensional gods, except for fragmentary words in ancient books.

It seems that the entire Kamar-Taj or the Sorcerer Supreme is consciously isolating everyone from the possibility of breaking through to the dimensional divine realm.

When they found out, no matter how much respect they had for the Supreme Sorcerer before, they couldn't help but complain.

And as time goes by, the resentment towards the Supreme in my heart will only continue to grow.

And, it turns into hatred.

You can be so powerful and have almost eternal life.

But why do you hinder us from pursuing the same?

They, like Agamotto and Dormammu, have become eternal beings that control a dimension.

Anyone who stands in their way is their enemy.

To defeat the enemy who stands in my way, kill the gods if they stand in my way, and kill the Buddha if he stands in my way.

And now, under David's leadership, they have gained a lot of knowledge about dimensional gods, and even snatched the original power of the God of Dusk.

It can be said that in their eyes, breaking through to become a god is just around the corner.

And now, what they have to do is the first step to becoming a god - enlightenment.

To carry out the initial sublimation of the soul.

"Now that we have enough sacrifices, let's get started." David said calmly, "Before we have to wait for those law enforcement mages to catch up with us."

When talking about the law enforcement mage, some waves appeared in David's originally calm tone.

No wonder, his enemy Lockhart is now a law enforcement wizard.

Moreover, after the invasion of the evil god, the other party occupied a higher position among the law enforcers.

Seeing his enemies get promoted and rich, while he himself becomes a fugitive.

How could any person not feel any waves in their heart when encountering such a thing?

But David quickly adjusted his emotions and regained his composure.

The following inauguration ceremony should not be performed too hastily or too impatiently.

Staying calm is the key to improving conversion results.

call!call!call!

At some point, the entire abandoned factory began to be filled with light red mist from all four sides.

The mist didn't seem to have any pungent smell, as if it didn't exist.

However, after coming into contact with these fierce gang members, he began to feel increasingly agitated.

Before I knew it, my eyes began to turn a faint red.

next moment……

boom! boom! boom!

Tear!

Gunshots rang out, and at the same time there was the sound of knives cutting through clothes.