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Constructed into a huge, golden silk net, binding the soul tightly.

"Lockhart, give up, there's no point." Mephisto taunted.

“Dai Wei is so pitiful!”

"I was plotted against to death by you guys."

"I originally thought that I could hide it from you and control the gods in advance, but I didn't expect that you would use them as pawns to consume the gods."

"Let us and the gods both suffer losses, and you will benefit from it."

"This is your plan!"

Mephisto taunted.

Lockhart did not respond. He stared coldly at the huge soul of the god bound by the light golden silk net without making any move.

"Iron Man, Tony Stark!" Seeing that Lockhart did not reply, Mephisto was quite bored and said quietly: "You must not know Lockhart's plan."

"I didn't see it in your mind."

"How does it feel to be deceived by your own friends?"

Mephisto was instigating, and his methods were very low-level, but they became very effective against Tony Stark.

Iron Man Tony Stark looked gloomy and said coldly: "None of your business!"

However, the scene of himself being rescued kept appearing in his mind.

Mephisto on the other side nodded as if he had seen it, "I see, it seems my guess was correct."

"It was that little girl named Wanda who did it."

"The last time I saw his magic, it was very strange. It was a variant of chaos magic. No wonder it was able to hide from my eyes."

Hearing this, Tony Stark's face changed, and then an orange-yellow barrier appeared in front of him.

"Mephisto, you still want to snoop into his memory in front of me."

Mephisto smiled and did not respond to what Lockhart said.

Then, as if he had thought of something, he looked at Lockhart in front of him with interest: "Lockhart, the gods are about to wake up, what are you waiting for."

"Are you ready to fight us?"

At the same time, inside the soul body of the god, the platinum-colored spiritual energy began to spread and boil.

They turned into platinum-colored threads, constantly interweaving along strange trajectories.

These threads seemed to continuously form a very complex, huge true spirit imprint.

However, from time to time, it would collapse and turn into platinum-colored spiritual energy.

It seems that the build failed.

However, there was not much impact here, and the True Spirit Imprint continued to condense.

The Self began to awaken further.

This time, there seemed to be no external force hindering him, only he himself continued to condense and awaken.

In other words, everyone was waiting and watching the scene in front of them.

Chapter 678: Pollution of the True Spirit of the God

The front of the huge head of the god.

Lockhart, Thor, Mephisto, Dormammu, and a group of fallen wizards stood in the air.

"Lockhart, what are you waiting for?"

"The mission assigned to you by the Supreme Mage is to kill the gods."

Mephisto sneered and said, "You are not moving now. Are you surrendering to Asgard?"

Then he began to provoke Thor: "Thor, you are the eldest son of the God King Odin, the eldest prince of Asgard, and the future God King."

"Don't underestimate Lockhart."

"He doesn't have the same courage as you, and the conspiracy and trickery in his head are no less than mine."

"Look, he did almost nothing, but used us to severely damage the god in front of him."

"If you don't take action now, who knows what conspiracy you might have in mind."

"You have to be more careful."

Thor frowned when he heard Mephisto's seemingly friendly but actually provocative words.

At the same time, a group of fallen wizards gradually moved closer to Mephisto and Dormammu.

"Mr. Dormammu, what should we do next?"

"Kama-Taj almost has us surrounded." Strange said in a flattering voice.

At the same time, other tribal mages also asked in the ears of Dormammu and Mephisto.

Now the scene is clear.

Kamar-Taj and Asgard have joined forces, and they can only huddle together for warmth. The top fighting forces are naturally Mephisto, the lord of hell, and Dormammu, the god of darkness.

Even a fool knows that the focus from now on depends on these two people.

"Don't worry, they have allocated a lot of their strength to suppress the soul of the god."

"At worst we can just have a big war." Dormammu said indifferently.

He seemed not to care, and his eyes were fixed on only one person.

That was Lockhart.

His eyes were filled with greed and desire.

It is no less powerful than the gods and spirits seen before, and even more powerful.

Actually, he had come into contact with Lockhart a long time ago.

During this period, he suffered a lot at the hands of Lockhart, but every time he suffered a loss, in addition to anger, what was more motivated was greed.

He was certain that Lockhart had a treasure in his hands.

This treasure is of very high level.

It was so high that it seemed as if he saw the path to the future.

That is a multiverse god on the same level as Eternity.

Although Dormammu's greedy eyes were subtle, the careful Grindelwald discovered it.

Naturally, Lockhart was left to deliver the message.

at the same time……

boom!

There was a loud roar in the void, and the feeling of joy was once again felt all around.

Everyone present could sense it clearly.

This marks that the true spirit of God has embarked on the path of awakening.

"Take action!"

Without hesitation, Lockhart gave a low shout, and all the wizards started to take action as if they had received a secret signal.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Lockhart waved the wand in his hand, and the powerful cold magic power condensed into a dark green killing curse, all towards Mephisto.

At the same time, Thor, the god of thunder, was entangled in thunder, swung the hammer of thunder, and flew towards Dormammu.

Ian, Wanda and other mages attacked the remaining fallen mage.

"Defense!" Strange shouted.

All the fallen wizards began to wave their hanging rings and cast spells to defend themselves.

In the void, shields of different colors suddenly appeared, and a layer of bronze protective shield appeared above them.

boom! boom! boom!

Ian, Wanda, Vera and the others did not show any mercy and began to attack with storms, thunder, and ice blades like a rainstorm.

There were continuous bangs, punctuated by loud explosions.

Shields were shattered one after another.

At this moment the fallen wizard also reacted and began to cast spells, resist, and attack spontaneously without Strange saying anything.

call!call!call!

Black spears exuding the aura of death, lightning beams carrying the aura of destruction, various death light balls, corrosive poisonous mist, etc., attacked the mages of Kamar-Taj.

In the void, red flames flickered, dark green spells rushed forward, long whips, spears, and various weapons intertwined and collided with each other.

The turbulent energy fluctuations continue to arise.

The scene is chaotic, intense, powerful and dazzling.

suddenly……

"what!"

With a miserable cry, a fallen wizard seemed to have bad luck and was accidentally hit by a killing curse.

With a scream, he died instantly.

Meanwhile, many people didn’t seem to notice.

There was an invisible mysterious pulling force falling on this dead and fallen mage.

His broken soul and true spirit were pulled out in a very secret way and flew towards the soul of the god spontaneously.

Falling on the forehead, the god did not seem to resist strongly, and let it go naturally into the depths of the soul.

The wizard's soul began to dissolve, and his true spirit began to assimilate. The platinum-colored mark of his true spirit, which was originally stained with the power of dusk, was once again stained with a light gray.

It's very shallow and can be easily overlooked if you're not paying attention.

But then, as if some kind of switch was triggered, another dead fallen wizard's soul and true spirit began to merge.

The gray marks deepened again.

And the true spirit of the god did not seem to resist much.

This was because the new replenishment of his true spirit was of great help in helping him condense his true spirit.

Especially after suffering a severe blow before.

Although his instincts vaguely indicated that something was not right, the benefits of the new Broken True Spirit to him were obvious.

call!call!call!

In the outside world, the turbulent battlefield became more and more intense, and many mages on both sides died.

It seemed that the death of their companion stimulated them.

The curse becomes stronger and stronger, the methods become more and more vicious, and every day is a fatal blow.

boom!boom!

A wizard of Kamar-Taj was accidentally cursed and suffered severe damage. He had no time to defend against the following spell and died as a result.

The shattered true spirit was then drawn by an invisible force and thrown into the depths of the god's soul.

boom! boom! boom!

Several scorching fireballs blasted towards a fallen mage.

He smashed several of them and defended one, but was immediately pierced by the wind blade that followed closely behind.

Instant death!

Similarly, after death, the true spirit is absorbed into the soul of the gods.

The people who had already killed their red eyes didn't pay attention at all.