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Chapter 148 Dark Mage
Casillas, the disciple of the supreme mage Gu Yi, was also the mage of Kama Taj.His sole purpose of worshiping under the ancient sect and learning spells is to revive his dead wife and children, but soon he finds that this way does not work.Then he began to turn his attention to the black magic forbidden by the ancient one mage. He began to be attracted by a completely different dark force, and served a powerful and powerful dark master-the evil god Dormammu of the dark dimension.

But now, in the mirror space, the betrayed mage stood face to face in front of Michael, his whole body was filled with the powerful black magic aura from Dormammu, and he seemed to be deeply trapped in it and became a sad pawn of the dark god.

"I've heard about you, too." Casillas looked at him blankly. "I know you also disagree with the Supreme Mage's way of doing things. Maybe we should join forces."

"If you really think there is such a possibility, then you should have sent the invitation letter long ago instead of trying to steal my machine." Michael said indifferently, "You even thought of hiring smugglers. What? Are you afraid that I will sniff out too much magical smell?"

Michael was an unlikely target, and Casillas knew it well, and the reason for asking this was just a matter of routine.Although he had never met Michael before, he had heard about this fellow who was said to have even better spell aptitude than himself.He knew that Michael Passo was a stubborn guy who refused to submit to anyone or anything. As a mage, he extremely lacked faith. A dark demon god like Mam.

So even though Michael Paso deviated from Karma Taj's path like him, it is by no means an ally he could recruit, which is why Casillas didn't bother to try from the beginning.

"You want my machine. Let me guess, do you think that thing can help you get through the dark dimension and open a back door for Dormammu?" Michael said, "You want to use technology to bypass the 'temple' ', so that Dormammu can be summoned without interference from the Supreme Mage, is that right?"

"The detective." Casillas said coldly without answering his question, "Jessica Jones. If she hadn't been poking around and asking questions, you wouldn't have found this place at all. We were already very It's close, just a short distance away from getting all ready, activating the device and calling the darkness."

"Who do you think sent her to ask questions?" Michael interrupted indifferently.

Casillas was taken aback: "Is she yours?"

Michael didn't answer his question.

But to some extent, Casillas' suspicion is indeed true.Michael told Wanda before that he already had a special person dealing with it, and this person was referring to Jessica Jones.

If the touts on the TV news were true, Jessica Jones should be the best detective in New York.If you lose something, you will naturally need the best hunting dogs.

The problem is, Michael has heard of the tricky private eye's eccentric personality, too.First, she hates accepting commissions from big companies—no amount of money is happy.Second, she hates getting involved in some unconventional weird troubles.In this case, both minefields seem to have happened to be stepped on.

That's why he found Jessica through her landlord and gave her a simple task of "finding the missing nephew".Of course, Mr. Landlord did not have such a nephew at all, but someone manipulated the file to make it look like the missing young smuggler had "become" Mr. Landlord's nephew.

The first reason for Michael to do all these things is naturally to hope that Jessica will find out the criminal, and at the same time another part of the reason is to examine Jessica Jones herself.He wanted to see if her investigative ability was as good as rumored, and he was also curious about how strong her "strengthening ability" was.

And if the requirements are met, then needless to say, he naturally wants to recruit this female detective into the team.Not to mention other parts, Jessica's scouting talent may also be useful in the future.

But of course, the same as before with everyone else on the team - if she wanted to.

"You avoided leaving a trace of magic as much as possible, and then killed every smuggler who might leave traces and clues. You may be a decent mage, Casillas, but you're a terrible criminal .Do you think that after killing a few people and destroying a few clues, everything will be cleaned up?"

"I admit, this part is not my specialty. But it doesn't matter."

Casillas made a seal, clasped his hands and held them flat in front of him.The black magic power condensed, and the airflow seemed to float in his hands with the fluctuation of the magic power, and gradually shaped into a shape that was somewhat similar to a machete and somewhat similar to an axe.The reason for saying this is because the shape of this weapon is blurred at all, and it cannot be recognized at all, only the vague outline drawn by the airflow can be barely seen.

"Since it has developed to this point." Casillas said bluntly, "It is not too late to deal with you here first, and then proceed to the next steps."

He said "I'll get you over here" with confidence, as if it was a fact of life.In fact, Casillas is indeed very confident about this.After defecting from Kama Taj, he stole the black magic books related to the coming of Dormammu. He used evil spells to absorb the power of the dark dimension and obtained the divine power bestowed by Dormammu. Except for Gu Yi himself, none of the mages from Kama Taj could be his opponent.

As for this black gold armor?Casillas didn't pay attention at all.In his opinion, no matter how advanced these high-tech things are, they are vulnerable to truly advanced magic. He only needs one knife to split the armor into two pieces, including the shell and the human body.

Michael didn't reply to this, but only tilted his head sideways, which probably meant "come up and try".

Casillas stepped forward, bowed his body, and flew forward with the transparent weapon in his hand.The moment he stepped out, the dark magic power overflowed from the soles of his shoes, and the power of the evil god filled his whole body, endowing him with power far beyond the limits of human beings.With a sway in his figure, he approached strangely, and the transparent weapon stirred up a gust of wind, swishing towards the black gold helmet with a whistling.

Keng!
Sparks flew, and the crisp collision sound echoed in this small box of sealed space.

Casillas's pupils contracted, his eyes widened and he watched in surprise as his unstoppable weapon was blocked by the opponent's ordinary raised arm.The metal casing of the black gold easily withstood the erosion of his dark power, and it seemed that it was not damaged at all except for a little spark.

"how can that be?"

(End of this chapter)