A hidden place, in a hall.

Casillas returned to this hidden hideout with his own believers, but he was stunned when he walked into the hall. He stood at the door and looked into the hall, and saw another person sitting obliquely on the seat that originally belonged to him. The man was wearing silver-gray armor, wrapped in a dark green cloak, with a casual posture but exuding unquestionable majesty. He sat on the chair so naturally, like a natural king.

Casillas stretched out his arms to stop the believers behind him, frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

The man raised his head. The moment the two of them exchanged their eyes, Casillas felt as if their souls were grabbed by an invisible hand. There seemed to be a bottomless black hole in those eyes, and there was a cold thunder tumbling in the black hole.

In an instant, he recognized that man was like him, and the messenger of Domaum. And the dark magic on the other side was extremely powerful, and he was afraid he was not under him.

"You are too slow," said Victor von Doom, sitting in the seat, coldly. "Time is tight, and you are still slowing down, and there is still limited progress."

"The temples in New York and London have been destroyed. Now only the temple of Hong Kong is left, the last temple." Casillas argued in a deep voice, "The Supreme Master has also been solved by me. The protection net of this world is unprecedentedly weak, and now it is now possible to break it with only one last touch. It is only a matter of time before the fall of the temple of Hong Kong is. Next we only need..."

"I doubt it." Dumm interrupted with a temperatureless voice. "If things were as easy as you said, you should be on the way to attack the Hong Kong Temple, not here." After a pause, he narrowed his eyes. "The last temple gathers all the remaining mages to guard. More importantly, there is an extremely tricky outsider who may intervene - I believe you have learned his skills."

Casillas couldn't help but look like the previous black-gold armored mage and his almost unreasonable strength. If that guy intervened, it might not be so easy to break through the last temple.

"I'm pretty sure we can come up with a solution." Casillas looked at him coldly, "but we might have to clarify one of the most basic things before that... that's about leadership."

Dum glanced at him sideways: "Do you think you should give orders?"

"Always like this," Casillas said, "and I see no signs that this convention needs to be broken."

"Then why don't you come up and try it out yourself and see if things are really as you said?"

Dum's gaze made Casillas very uneasy. In fact, the existence of this person made him feel uncomfortable. But he suppressed his emotions, stepped forward, rushed straight up, and rushed straight towards Dum who was sitting upright on the seat. His right palm slapped in front of him, and the churning dark mana condensed in his palm, and his palm was wrapped in a swaying cyclone.

Dum's arms, which were resting on the seat, seemed to move for a moment. No one saw clearly what he had done. Everyone only saw Casillas flying forward flew backwards along the way of the journey the next second, smashing the blue brick floor to pieces on his back. Dum was still sitting calmly, his arms resting in place, and he seemed to have never moved at once.

Casillas jumped up, and his dark eyes looked directly at Dum with fierce light. He opened his hands, and his magic power was quenched, and a pair of air weapons were held in his hands. He stepped on his feet, jumped up, and suddenly approached Dum, stabbing him with a transparent knife. Dum leaned down and stabbed him into the back of the chair behind him. Casillas followed with a knife and was dodged by Dum. Dum reached out to grab his arm before he had time to withdraw his hand, and then kicked Casillas away from the seat again.

Dum stood up and walked slowly down the steps, the dark green cloak hanging to the ground. When Casillas gritted his teeth and stood up again, Dum walked to him slowly.

Casillas raised his knife and slashed his neck with his left hand. Dum raised his palm and twisted his wrist and twisted his weapon. Then he staggered back with his shoulder. Casillas gritted his teeth, and his other hand still waved his knife to attack without giving up. In a blink of an eye, he slashed five or six more times. Dum stood still and resolved it casually. Then he stretched his arm and grabbed Casillas's arm, and a shoulder-stop-smashed the mage to the floor.

Casillas groaned, but after landing, he twisted his body, and a carp jumped up and wanted to try to fight back again. But he was just halfway through his body and was kicked by Dum in the shoulder, flying backwards in a more embarrassing momentum than before. He stopped until he hit the gate and couldn't get up again for a long time.

Dum was behind his back with his hands, hiding under the dark green cloak. He glanced coldly at everyone in the hall: "Now, is there anyone else with any problem?"

The mages looked at each other, and no one said anything.

Dum's eyes then fell back to Casillas, and he had just gotten up in dust. Realizing Dum's eyes, he lowered his head in shame and said stiffly: "No."

Of course, Casillas was unwilling to give up the leadership of his small group, but he had no choice. The mage in front of him and he used the same power from Domaum, which shows that this person is also a believer of Domaum. The other party is stronger than him, and he is more than one level stronger, and the matter is that simple.

Dum swung his cloak, turned around and walked back to the seat, and sat down again. "Then, we can go back to the previous topic. Let all the mages rest and adjust to their best condition. We have a lot to do next."

"The Hong Kong Temple is very defensive, just as you said before." Casillas whispered, "To conquer this last temple, we must..."

"No." Dum waved his hand, "We won't hit that temple anymore."

Casillas was stunned for a moment: "What? But don't we want..."

"As I said before, hitting that temple may encounter a very tricky guy, and I'm not ready to face him yet."

Dum paused and continued: "The advent technique recorded in the pages of the black magic book you stole requires destroying the temple first and destroying the magic protection net to make it work. But there are other ways to bypass the protection net and directly open the channel to the dark dimension... using a combination of magic and technology."

"You mean that machine?" Casillas shook his head. "We tried it, but failed. Now that machine has been carefully preserved by its owner, we cannot get closer..."
Chapter completed!