Chapter 143 : Doctor Strange’s SOS!!

"To strike a pact with the devil, our courageous heroine stood resolute."

Lucifer's shoulders quivered, and he nearly chuckled.

This was a path he knew well!

The first gateway lay between Earth and Hell!

This was undoubtedly a fabrication; Mephisto's true intention was to breach Earth's defenses and ensnare it within the abyss.

Then there was the crystal.

He could wager with certainty that Mephisto had some hidden agenda there.

Without signing the contract, acquiring the souls of the two children seemed improbable.

Even signed contracts could be manipulated.

This classic maneuver was a favorite among the dominant demons in Hell.

"Dad, I believe I've glimpsed her tragic demise," Lucifer remarked with a smirk.

God remained silent; the impending war would be incredibly intricate.

Why? Because there was another player in this chess game: Chthon, the god of black magic!

This being was undeniably biding its time for something.

In Gotham, within the Batcave, Bruce Wayne, with his profound gaze, turned to face the enormous screen.

It displayed news of the year-long battle against aliens in Metropolis, marked by hundreds of collapsed buildings and thousands of casualties.

After viewing countless videos, one conviction solidified in his mind:

These formidable beings were all ticking time bombs!

It was imperative to discover their vulnerabilities in advance!

In case of an emergency, these individuals needed to be apprehended swiftly!

Meanwhile, in the Marvel World, within Sanctuary II, Thanos furrowed his brow.

His understanding of magic was lacking!

Had he not witnessed the woman who stirred his heart, he would have remained oblivious to the multitude of dimension demon gods in existence!

Moreover, if the Mephisto before him succeeded, he would prove to be a formidable adversary.

[Mephisto wore a satisfied smile upon hearing this and tapped his hand, conjuring a piece of parchment.]

["In order to alleviate your concerns about my potential repentance, I have prepared a contract," Mephisto declared.

[Wanda accepted the parchment and noted its absence of superfluous words and patterns, bearing only the engraved Scarlet Witch mark.

[The next moment, the parchment ignited and vanished.

"Contract established! Now, as long as she destroys the three sanctuaries and activates the crystal, Tommy and Billy's souls will be hers!"

At that moment, Mephisto turned to gaze at Agatha:

"17th-century witch, what is your desire?" 

Agatha remained silent, merely lowering her head.

[Unfazed, Mephisto shifted his attention to Wanda and spoke with a smirk:

"Then, I'll be in hell awaiting your good news, Scarlet Witch."

[As the words faded, Mephisto vanished, taking Tommy and Billy from the Birdcage with him. Agatha scrutinized Wanda, sighing:

"What a dreadful woman. This world will crumble in your hands."

[Wanda shot Agatha a cold look, stating, "It's time to return."

Without a word, Agatha began constructing a purple magic circle!

As mere mortals, the protective magic circle of Kamar-Taj would not impede them. In Kamar-Taj, Strange, who had been meditating, abruptly opened his eyes. Without hesitation, he initiated teleportation.

In the wilderness, Strange found Wanda standing composed, while Agatha had vanished.

"It seems you've made a choice."

Wanda's body ascended, and as black smoke surrounded her eyes, the last flicker of resistance vanished:

"Apologies, but I have no choice."

In an instant, Wanda raised her hands, causing the ground to tremble. A colossal serpent made of red light emerged, lunging at Strange. Swiftly evading, Strange landed on the serpent and conjured a golden magic circle:

"Bolts of Balthakk!"

Scarlet ropes of lightning, akin to viscous magma, pierced the serpent, shattering it.

Several serpent fragments wailed and disintegrated. Wanda silently approached Strange, opening her palm. Scarlet energy surged towards his mind, but a golden runic armor manifested, deflecting the assault:

"Intrusion into the mind failed!"

In that moment, Strange gripped with one hand, summoning a flaming holy sword. Swinging it around, he barely missed Wanda:

"Falchion!"

A pair of scarlet skeletal arms emerged from the void, gripping the flame blade:

"Chthon's corrupted undead, making progress, aren't I?" Wanda tilted her head; red chains erupted, ensnaring Strange:

"Strange's eyes widened in surprise. He released the flaming sword, propelled backward. Crossing his hands, an incandescent flame erupted:

"Faldin's Flame!"

This was the spell he had gained through countless deaths in the dark dimension!

A distinct cracking sound echoed, shattering all the scarlet chains into pieces as the flames relentlessly advanced toward Wanda!

However, in the following moment, a scene that left him utterly shocked unfolded.

Wanda extended both hands, absorbing all the scorching white flames into her palms, compressing them into concentrated spheres, and then consumed them in an instant!

"Back to you!"

She raised her head high!

From Wanda's chest, a scarlet fire dragon roared into existence, swiftly expanding to hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye, hovering in the sky!

In the next moment, the flame dragon opened its mouth and roared at Strange.

Confronted with the rapid and aggressive dragon, Strange's expression changed.

"I can't escape!"

Without hesitation, he opened his hands, and the sound of a cracking mirror filled the air.

A massive spatial barrier materialized in front of him!

Boom!

Following a violent impact, countless cracking sounds resonated. The flame dragon, in the blink of an eye, shattered the barrier and snapped at Strange, biting him in one swift motion.

In an instant, the golden runic armor disintegrated!

Huh~

A breeze swept by, and without a splash of blood, Strange transformed into bursts of light, only to reassemble in another location.

However, his face was already pallid, and the life-saving spell evidently consumed much of his strength.

The colossal dragon showed no mercy, roaring again as it charged towards Strange.

Yet, at this critical moment, a green light appeared behind Wanda in mid-air, and another Strange materialized.

Though bearing an expression of unease, he continued to weave the magic circle with both hands.

The next moment, five golden swords manifested in the void, piercing through Wanda's limbs and chest instantly!

BOOM!

Simultaneously, the scarlet flame dragon and the distant Strange vanished.

"It's over," sadly stated Strange.

Yet, in the next second, Wanda's head twisted 180 degrees, and she looked back at Strange with a sinister smile playing on her lips.

"It is indeed over!"

In an instant, Wanda's body transformed into red energy, and her head and arms flew to Strange in the blink of an eye.

Wanda's hands firmly grasped Strange's shoulders, forcefully opening them wide. Suddenly, scarlet energy surged toward Strange's face like a torrent.

The scene changed abruptly!

In a vast land, Strange panickedly leaped, and amidst dark clouds in the sky, the colossal face of Wanda took shape. The terrifying visage descended, opening its mouth to devour Strange.

BOOM!!

Strange was swallowed whole, and the scene shifted instantly.

In reality, Strange's body disappeared, only to reappear on the ground below. He knelt on one knee, covered in sweat.

At the wrist of his left hand, a green magic circle flickered a few times before bursting.

Wanda refrained from continuing her attack; there was a struggle in her eyes as she prayed.

"Surrender, Strange. Let me dismantle the three sanctuaries."

"The future Mephisto won't invade Earth. He'll only desire those sinful souls, and everything will return to normal."

Strange didn't respond; Wanda said this merely to comfort herself.

Taking a deep breath, he knew defeating Wanda was impossible.

This was the only option—to employ the last method.

The next moment, Strange retrieved a metal vial from his robes and poured out a golden liquid.

As he traced the array, the golden liquid spread out, instantly enveloping his body, with countless arrays flickering on its surface.

Then, a horrifying scene unfolded.

A black hole seemed to form within Strange, and his flesh and blood began to collapse rapidly until it eventually vanished into a single point.

...

In a certain study, Strange collapsed to the ground with a thud.

After gasping for a few moments, he slowly rose and then, with a hoarse voice, addressed the bald figure in front of him.

"Sorry to bother you."

"Although I don't want to, I truly need your help."

"Professor Charles Xavier!!!"

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