453 Chapter 450: Time to cause Trouble

"Can these two matters be resolved together?"

Upon hearing Fang Mo's suggestion, the crowd seemed somewhat perplexed: "You plan to lure another Titan to Earth and then let them destroy each other?"

"So, this guy named Thanos has a brother?"

Rocket Raccoon also asked, upon hearing this: "Is this guy also a mighty monster with purple skin?"

"If I remember correctly, it was either gray skin or red skin," Fang Mo feigned a reminiscing expression, and then confidently stated: "Sargeras doesn't have the same chin folds as his brother, Thanos, but he has two huge demonic horns on his head, and... it seems he's also vying for the Infinity Stones, having created another Infinity Gauntlet."

"But Thanos has already collected three Infinity Stones, right?"

Natasha couldn't help but ask: "Even if you let them fight each other, Sargeras is no match for his brother Thanos."

"It's okay, he has other powers."

Fang Mo waved his hand and said: "After his fall, he mastered a kind of energy from the outer realms, something that exists outside the material universe, feeling... it should be no less than the Infinity Stones."

"You want to lure these two entities to Earth to destroy each other?"

Star-Lord asked: "Buddy, even though I'm now an outstanding interstellar plunderer, Earth is still my home. Are you sure this planet won't explode like my cheap old man's mess?"

"Don't panic."

Fang Mo confidently gestured: "Everything is under my control!"

...

From a distance, Nick Fury glanced at Fang Mo, knowing him well enough to recognize that once Fang Mo showed that kind of "mischievous" smile, there was no doubt he was up to something again. His proposal of "the evil Titan Sargeras" was obviously very troubling.

But looking at the current situation... if they wanted to solve both the Sokovia Accords and Thanos, it seemed they could only rely on Fang Mo.

Mainly because the pressure from the United Nations was really hard to deal with.

After all, it was a joint agreement signed by over a hundred countries. With Thanos' invasion looming, it seemed nearly impossible to deal with the mastermind behind the Accords in a short time.

The only ones who could speak at the international conference on behalf of the Avengers were Stark, Thor, and the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.

But first, S.H.I.E.L.D. was already destroyed, and I had been moved underground after that accident.

Thor, as an Asgardian god... or rather, a spokesperson for some alien civilization, could speak on behalf of the United Nations.

But these politicians are so greedy and foolish, which is evident from General Ross. He even dared to send a few troops to capture the Hulk, saying their brains are filled with shit would be an overestimation, so it's unlikely they would listen to Thor's advice.

And in the end, there's only Stark.

But relying solely on him, reversing the signing of the Sokovia Accords would be too difficult.

So, at this point, we really can only trust Fang Mo, assuming he doesn't overplay his hand, making this a choice between risk and opportunity.

"I can agree to your plan."

After a brief contemplation, Nick Fury also immediately looked up at Fang Mo: "But I hope you can assure me, you know, protecting Earth is my only bottom line..."

"I actually don't care about this insignificant planet."

Fang Mo nodded with a smile, "But in consideration of our friendship... I can agree to your request. However, you must understand that I am doing this for you, not for this world, after all, I am not originally from here."

"Thank you."

Nick Fury nodded, feeling much reassured by Fang Mo's words.

Although Fang Mo was an extraordinary being who disregarded order, scorned rules, and caused mischief for amusement, he seemed to unexpectedly value the promise between friends.

At least in this matter, Nick Fury could tell that Fang Mo was not joking.

"Alright, go get ready. I'll take you out for a trip on public funds soon," Fang Mo waved his hand and then suddenly clapped, saying, "Oh, almost forgot, Stark, help me with some high-tech equipment... I need to develop a village."

"What?"

Stark, still pondering the matter with Thanos, was suddenly taken aback by Fang Mo's request.

"It's like this, I've established a base in another world to shelter some exiles from their original worlds," Fang Mo explained simply. "But the technological level there is quite low, roughly around the Middle Ages; even going to the toilet requires scraping with a stick... You help me climb the technology tree."

"Didn't you say magic is all-powerful?"

Stark raised an eyebrow, "Then why climb the technology tree? Can't you just use magic for wiping?"

"What? You look down on magic? Wasn't your little life saved by my magic?" Fang Mo glanced at Stark, "I didn't want to mention this... You always brag about how powerful your science is, then why can't it cure palladium poisoning and cancer?"

"My expertise is not in the medical field," Stark defended.

"Simply put, because science is the wrong path," Fang Mo countered directly. "Forget cancer, your science probably can't even cure cerebral palsy..."

"That, we actually can cure."

Stark explained seriously, "I've researched nanotechnology before. If we combine this with bionic electronics technology to create an assistive chip implanted in the brain, it should be possible to treat cerebral palsy."

"Then curing the patient's cerebral palsy, does it not indirectly deprive him of his right to have cerebral palsy?"

Fang Mo counter-questioned.

"You..."

Stark was stumped, not knowing how to respond.

"Enough, don't make it difficult for him," Nick Fury intervened at the crucial moment. "If a patient really asks that, it means his cerebral palsy was not cured in the first place..."

After a bit of idle talk, everyone departed.

Some went to fetch their luggage, others delayed their plans for a while, but now everyone tacitly agreed to Fang Mo's plan, preparing to lay low for a bit.

As for Stark.

He was much busier than the others.

Not only did he have to prepare a series of industrial facilities for Fang Mo, but he also had to explain the situation to Pepper Potts, knowing that he had just returned from Vormir not long ago, and now he had to leave again. He definitely needed to appease his girlfriend well, or else there would be trouble.

In short, Fang Mo waited at the Avengers training base for quite a while before the Avengers gradually returned.

Stark was the slowest to return. He contacted a large number of factories and manufacturers, acquiring a plethora of engineering machinery with names that are difficult to pronounce, which piled up like small mountains at the Avengers' training ground.

After Stark returned, the rest of the Avengers also got their schedules in order.

Even under Nick Fury's proposal, the group left behind a video file and a bunch of contracts and the like, expressing agreement to disband the Avengers Alliance, no longer to act as superheroes, and to cease all illegal activities from now on. Then, they were collectively transferred to the pure white superspace by Fang Mo.

Without much delay.

Fang Mo simply had Ulquiorra settle everyone down.

As for himself, he returned to Earth with a mischievous smile on his face.

Having temporarily resolved the trouble with the Avengers, Fang Mo was almost able to do as he pleased now. So, he quickly found Kaecilius through the authority of the Dimensional DemiGod with just a thought.

"Master."

Kaecilius was hiding in a cave with other dark sorcerers, and immediately knelt down in worship upon seeing Fang Mo appear.

"You seem very loyal," Fang Mo said with a smile upon seeing this. "Good, very good."

"We are willing to offer everything to our lord," the dark sorcerers said in unison.

"Um-hum, good." Fang Mo nodded in satisfaction, then looked directly at Kaecilius, the leader: "My loyal servant, I now have a task for you."

"Is it... to lead the way?"

Kaecilius tensed up, though it didn't show on his face.

"Don't worry, it's not," Fang Mo noticed the fear in the other's heart and reassured him: "That kind of thing needs long-term planning. I don't want my followers to get hurt, after all, I am very good to my own people."

"My lord is merciful..."

After hearing this, Kaecilius immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Whatever the matter, please command me."

"There's a surgeon in New York named Stephen Strange," Fang Mo said indifferently. "I give you one day to cripple his hands and then tell him my name."

"Your name is...?" Kaecilius instinctively looked up at Fang Mo.

"The eternal ruler of the six infinite dimensions, the supreme overlord of the Abyssal Omnipotence, the fallen star soul, the founder of the Burning Legion, the lord of fel magic... Sargeras of the Titan clan!"

Fang Mo declared loudly.

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