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Chapter 354 Is she real?

The shadow in black stopped in front of Michael and Doctor Strange, and the fire on the skull was burning.The Ghost Rider stood there gloomyly, his aura seemed to be several times darker than usual, and there was a dark scarlet glow in his eye sockets.

That means that he is still under the control of the Lord of Hell.

Doctor Strange squinted at Michael: "That's what you said."

"Ghost Rider, yes," Michael said, "be careful, he's a little tough."

As if to prove that he was exactly as Michael said, the Ghost Rider swooped up at that moment.He was extremely fast, even faster than the last time they met.The black fist blasted out like a heavy cannon, and the strong wind blew the flames above his head violently.

He's targeting Doctor Strange.The doctor's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly formed a magic circle.The black fist slammed heavily on his magic circle, shaking Doctor Strange into the air.It wasn't until this punch hit that the airflow it stirred up followed closely.The levitating cloak behind Qi Qi fluttered, and at the same time, its magic power drove the figure of the doctor to hover in mid-air.

Although he received the punch, Doctor Strange's arms were also numb from the shock, and it was difficult for his paralyzed hands to form another seal in a short time.Strange was taken aback.He clearly felt that the punch contained in this punch was definitely not just brute force, but that the punch just now erupted had some kind of extremely high-level powerful magic power.It was the combination of the power of the Vengeful Spirit itself and the energy given by Mephisto, and the power contained in it had already exceeded the limit of the power of the Ghost Rider in the normal state.

Ghost Rider raised his fist again, bullying forward to continue chasing Doctor Strange.But at this moment, a blue light flashed from the side, and the ghost rider swung his arm to block it, and his arm collided with the beam of light.The powerful momentum shocked him, and he couldn't help but staggered two steps to the side.

Michael's palms flashed with brilliance, and three pulse light cannons blasted one after another.The ghost knight opened his jaw and let out a low growl. He opened his palms, and the magic power turned into a flaming sword in his hands, and the flames of his hands moved forward alternately.The fire sword tore through the space, splitting the blue energy beam with a scorching breath.The fiery sword glow raised from below, drawing a scorching arc towards his throat.

Michael made a palm strike, bounced up, and landed behind Ghost Rider with a somersault.He opened his right palm, and a pitch-black epee appeared in his palm.The sword blade wrapped in blue light collided with the solid body of the sword formed by the flames, sparks splashed, and energy burst out.

Doctor Strange also seized this opportunity to make a move.He flicked his right hand forward, sparks flashed in his hand, and a fire-colored long whip was drawn out.The magic whip also slapped the other flaming sword in the ghost knight's hand, and bound the blade with a scroll
The three forces stalemate briefly, but it only lasted for a moment.The ghost knight's aura suddenly increased, and the flames burned even more intensely.There was a red light in his eyes, and the shadow of a demon seemed to flash behind him briefly.He opened his mouth, and the imposing hellfire suddenly spewed out.

The two retreated together temporarily, carefully avoiding the sweeping hellfire.While Doctor Strange stepped back, his hands were sealed again, and the magic circle quickly spread out at the soles of Ghost Rider's feet.The doctor clasped his palms together and made a gesture similar to "off".Immediately, the magic circle rose up, turning into an ice-blue crystal and locking the Ghost Rider.

With Ghost Rider's current power, this kind of spell can't imprison him for too long, but Qi Qi didn't intend to do so.He maintained the spell operation with both palms, and said to Michael without squinting: "I can deal with it here, you go first."

Ghost Rider is immortal, and it is only the vanguard driven by Mephisto. Mephisto arranged him here to stop the two of them.It would be pointless to continue entanglement here.

"Then please."

Michael nodded to the doctor, temporarily left Ghost Rider behind, and flew towards the palace.

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Horrific magical impacts swept through the hall wave after wave like an indefatigable tsunami, and the earthquake-like vibration seemed to overturn the entire castle.The entire palace was alarmed, and the guards rushed out of the hall in a panic, but no one dared to enter it.Just half a step closer, the manic magic wave can tear any of them to pieces.

This is a war at the level of their monarchs, and there is no room for them to intervene.

Today's Dum is no longer the rookie when he was by Michael's side. Now he is enough to disdain this dimension in terms of magic skills. Looking at all the magicians in the world, it is difficult to find a few better than him.But even so, [-]% of his attack methods were all resolved by the opponent.The woman who claimed to be his mother stood there calmly, with strong black magic power surging all over her body, so powerful that even Doom had to be vigilant.

Of course, Doom didn't use his full strength.But even so, this is still enough to prove that the opponent's magic quality is excellent-at least it will not be inferior to Doom.

"Enough, do you want me to tear off your armor, Victor?" Cynthia said softly, "Don't force me to do this. This equipment looks like it should cost a lot of money. Stop messing around gone."

She used the term "nonsense", and her tone was really like a mother educating her naughty little son, but she didn't get angry.

Doom stopped attacking.He slowly lowered his hands, and stood there quietly looking directly into the woman's eyes.Cynthia also stopped counterattacking, and the spell fluctuations all over her body stopped.She stood there, looking into Doom's eyes, eyes like calm springs.

"Take off the mask, Victor," she said. "Let me see your face."

Doom didn't follow suit.

"You want me to believe that you're the one I've been trying to save?" he asked coldly.

"Yes, and as you can see, I don't need your help," said Cynthia, "I'm free."

"Mephisto never let go of any soul, let alone my mother's." Doom said in a deep voice, "I have seen that demon with my own eyes, and I know what he looks like."

"Yes, normally he wouldn't," Cynthia continued, "but there are no absolutes. After such a long time, Mephisto may have gotten tired of me. He doesn't torture me anymore, and he doesn't Forget about me, he left me to fend for myself in hell. But as soon as his power fades I can find my chance, and I seize the fleeting moment of hope and win my own freedom with a spell. After that I have nothing No, the first thing I do is come here to find you, Victor."

Doom raised his hand indifferently, pointing at her with the palm of his hand.

"It's true that my instruments and spells can't find anything wrong with you, but don't expect me to believe you. I don't know what kind of trick it is, but there is absolutely no chance that you really are"

"You should probably believe that, Victor."

Michael appeared from behind him at some point, reached out and pressed his raised arm.

"Because of this person," Michael said slowly, turning his gaze to the woman in front of Dum, "this is indeed your mother."

(End of this chapter)