470 Chapter 467: Sargeras appears above New York

For the sake of Nick Fury dancing at a funeral, Fang Mo thought about it and ultimately agreed to the other party's request to save the world.

However, to be honest, even if they didn't say it, Fang Mo was planning to end this farce he had directed himself.

Although sneaking around under an alias causing trouble was quite fun, Fang Mo didn't come to the Marvel universe just for fun this time. If he really wanted to have fun, wouldn't it be better to go mess with the characters in the One Punch Man world?

The reason Fang Mo chose Marvel was, frankly, for the Infinity Gauntlet, the wish-granting machine.

The storyline of this world has now advanced to around Doctor Strange, and, if one must say... it seems that the plot of Captain America 3: Civil War is unfolding at the same time.

The thing Fang Mo has been fixated on, the Ancient One's head on a spike, is already a done deal.

Apart from this, there doesn't seem to be anything else that interests Fang Mo at the moment. The plan to collect the stones and snap his fingers has really dragged on for too long. Now is also the time to put an end to all this.

Thinking of this, Fang Mo became a bit more serious.

"For your sake, then I'll reluctantly save the world," Fang Mo said. "But let me make it clear, just a few days..."

"That's enough."

Nick Fury nodded: "Honestly, if even you can't save the Earth within a few days, then this planet is basically beyond saving."

"I can help, but there's one thing I have to do first," Fang Mo thought and said.

"It's not..." Before Nick Fury could speak, Strange couldn't help but interrupt: "Master Fang Mo, now that cultists are invading and the three great Sanctum are in great danger, can't whatever you have to do wait until later?"

"Tell me, where do you want to send her?"

However, unlike Strange's urgency, Nick Fury was calm: "Do we need to perform another dance to cheer you up?"

"...Huh?"

Strange was taken aback upon hearing this.

However, at that moment, he saw Fang Mo actually started to enjoy the idea: "Hey, it's not a funeral, let's just send her back to the Kamar-Taj dojo today and be done with it."

"So, where is this Kamar-Taj?"

Nick Fury asked.

"In the Himalayas," Fang Mo directly said. "I'm not great with geography, forgot exactly which country it's in, but it seems to be a country with 'N' in its name."

"Nepal?"

Falcon Sam tentatively asked.

"Ah right, right, right, that's the place," Fang Mo nodded and then scattered paper money into the sky: "Anyway, let's set off now, Silver Box Guard... move out!"

"Wait a minute."

Upon hearing this, Nick Fury immediately asked: "I want to ask in advance, our mode of transportation is...?"

"Of course, we walk."

Fang Mo retorted: "You used to run more than a thousand miles a day to evade the police, don't tell me you're tired from carrying a coffin?"

"...Do you really know how far Nepal is from New York?" Nick Fury looked at Fang Mo, even he was a bit overwhelmed now: "You're not planning to have us walk all the way to Nepal in seven days, and then you start a funeral for this lady once we arrive, right?"

"Not exactly..."

Just as Fang Mo was about to speak, a large number of sparks suddenly appeared out of thin air nearby, and then transformed into a circular portal.

"The other side of the portal leads to Kamar-Taj."

Strange directly said, "Time is of the essence, everyone just go ahead."

"I like this magic," Nick Fury said, his eyes lighting up at the scene. He then signaled for the crowd to lift the coffin, "Let's go, talk later."

"Chuo!"

However, unlike Nick Fury's joy, Fang Mo was quite upset at the moment, but since Nick Fury had already started dancing with the coffin lifted, he had nothing to say. He could only grimace, lift his suona, took a deep breath, and began to play directly.

"Duuuuu!"

The nauseating, monotonous long sound began to echo around incessantly.

No one knew where Fang Mo's suona came from, but the sound really made everyone's skin crawl, it was not a sound that humans could make.

But Fang Mo was quite happy blowing it.

Fortunately, since Strange had opened the portal, the journey of sending off wasn't far.

In less than a few minutes, everyone arrived inside Kamar-Taj, and upon hearing this absurd and blasphemous music, a bunch of sorcerers hurried out.

However, seeing the scene of the black pallbearers in front of them, they couldn't help but stand there stunned.

At the critical moment, it was still Strange who hurriedly explained to them that the Supreme Sorcerer had unfortunately passed away, and the mantle had been passed to him. The most important task at the moment was to protect the three Sanctums to prevent Sargeras from descending again or something.

These sorcerers were initially somewhat skeptical.

But seeing Fang Mo blowing the suona, and the body of the Ancient One lying in the coffin, they gradually believed Strange's words.

But at this critical moment, the spokesperson of Kamar-Taj, the Ancient One, suddenly fell.

To be honest, the sorcerers were very sad upon hearing the news, but now was not the time to be sad. The world was facing an unprecedented crisis. Under Strange's organization, the remaining sorcerers also rallied their spirits and started checking on the three Sanctums.

However, not looking was one thing, but after seeing it, everyone's hearts went cold.

The Sanctums in Hong Kong, London, and New York had all fallen, and the protective barrier around the Earth had disappeared. They had ultimately arrived a step too late.

"It's over."

Wong's expression was extremely solemn, "The Sanctums have been destroyed, it's likely that the dimensional demon has already descended..."

"Regardless, we should first go and take a look."

At this time, Strange calmed down, immediately stepped forward to operate the central hub of Kamar-Taj's Sanctum.

In fact, when the cultists invaded here before, Kamar-Taj had already been badly damaged.

But at the critical moment, Strange didn't care about that anymore, directly invoking time magic, restoring everything here to its original state. Those injured, even those sorcerers of Kamar-Taj who had died, were now restored, leaving everyone standing there dumbfounded.

"In New York."

After briefly checking the Sanctum's hub, Strange immediately told everyone, "There is dark power converging over there, let's go back."

"Didn't we just come from New York?"

War Machine, Rhodes, was startled, "New York looked fine just now, are you sure there's no mistake?"

"Magic never errs."

Wong frowned and explained, then he and Strange immediately drew two portals, then rushed in without another word.

Seeing this, the others had no choice but to put down the Ancient One's coffin on the ground and likewise entered the portal, returning to New York. After this, quite a few sorcerers of Kamar-Taj exchanged glances and also charged in without hesitation.

Back and forth.

The whole process didn't even take more than five minutes.

But in just under five minutes, the skies of New York City had already been completely obscured.

Out of nowhere, a seemingly endless dark fire of demonic energy appeared in the sky, as if the entire sky was ablaze. Yet, although it was burning, it did not bring any light; instead, it gave off an overwhelmingly oppressive and suffocating feeling.

Now, the entire city of New York is filled with panicked crowds.

They look up at the sky in fear, and even ordinary people can sense the ominous aura emanating from the flames.

However, unlike these ordinary citizens, a large number of fanatics have also appeared in New York City. Their faces reveal expressions of ecstatic joy, and with arms spread open, they look up to the sky as if welcoming the arrival of their master.

"It really doesn't look good."

Nick Fury looked up at the sky with a very grave expression: "It was normal here just a few minutes ago, but in less than that time, it's become worse than when the aliens invaded."

...

Fang Mo, who was nearby, unusually didn't make a sound upon hearing this.

Although he is a dimensional demon god, he does not always keep an eye on the enchantments of the three Sanctum, so he did not react immediately when the temple was destroyed... he even forgot to summon Sargeras.

Fortunately, the current atmosphere is grave enough.

No one would associate this event with Fang Mo.

"What should we do?"

Wang, who really had no other options at this point, turned to look at Fang Mo and Doctor Strange: "Can we use that move again?"

"It probably won't work this time." Fang Mo shook his head and deliberately said: "The opponent was driven away by the Power Stone before, so they must be prepared this time."

"What do we do then?"

Wang frowned upon hearing this: "Can we really fight against a dimensional demon god with just us?"

"Let's try and see."

Doctor Strange, facing a dimensional demon god for the first time, was a bit nervous, but still tried to cast a spell.

He formed a magical gesture with his hands, and the Eye of Agamotto on his chest instantly lit up. Then, he activated a time spell, and everything around began to rapidly rewind.

Seeing this, Fang Mo.

Also pretended to take out the Power Stone.

Under Doctor Strange's shocked gaze, he directly shot a beam of purple light towards the vortex in the sky.

Then, with a loud "boom," a hole was blasted into the demonic vortex in the sky. Just as everyone was starting to get excited, a deafening laughter suddenly filled the air, and a gigantic image that covered the sky appeared above.

The opponent was truly enormous, with just a face larger than the entire city of New York. Ordinary people, just by looking at the monster in the sky, felt an urge to worship it.

Clearly, this was the demonic energy manifestation of Sargeras.

"Ha ha ha ha ha, sorcerer!"

Sargeras laughed and said: "You didn't think the same method would work on me twice, did you?"

"So it really won't work?"

Seeing this, Fang Mo also deliberately frowned: "This is troublesome."

"Even the Infinity Stones won't work?" Wong's heart sank upon seeing this, but he quickly took a fighting stance, firmly saying: "No matter what, we swear to protect this place today!"

"Feel the terror, humans."

However, Sargeras in midair already ignored the few individuals and shouted directly to the entirety of New York: "Your world now belongs to me. Whether it's matter or consciousness, nothing can escape my cruel enslavement."

"This... This is..."

The ordinary people had never seen such a spectacle before. The cultists had been causing quite a disturbance recently, and now, seeing this dark deity in person, the majority were scared stiff.

However, unlike the ordinary citizens,

This group of zealots was exceptionally excited and agitated at this moment.

"Long live Lord Sargeras!!!"

Everywhere in the city, one could see the figures of these zealots. They devoutly spread their arms wide, as if embracing the sun, to pay homage to Sargeras, eager to welcome his eternal reign.

And it was at this critical moment,

Strange thought for a moment, then suddenly flew into the sky.

"How do you plan to enslave us?" After flying up, Strange shouted loudly at Sargeras.

"Hahaha, isn't that simple?"

Sargeras in midair suddenly let out a thunderous laugh: "First, I will destroy those foolish human rulers, and from then on, I, Sargeras, will rule this world alone."

"After that, you will work eight hours a day, with only weekends off."

"During work, only three meals and snacks will be provided. To sustain your exploitation, every meal must include high-quality meat, vegetables, and grains, and must be nutritionally balanced, with no less than four types of food to choose from at each meal."

"All medical-related expenses will be abolished. Resistance is futile. I will forcibly maintain your physical and mental health, because this will enable me to rule over you for a long time."

"I know how foolish and laughable your human medical methods are, so if you contract incurable diseases, then my dark fire will consume all illness. Haha, tremble, ants, even in death you must follow the great will of Sargeras. You can never escape from my grasp!"

"You will find true love, and under the influence of your breeding instincts, like mating monkeys, you will produce a pair of adorable little slaves for me to command."

"Of course, the worst part is that you only get two months of annual leave a year, and your salary increases only once every four months. Except for illness, any leave will result in a deduction from your salary!"

"Even if you work overtime with all your might, you can only earn three times the salary. After work each day, you must pray to me for an hour compulsorily. I will grant powerful magic to the most devout followers!"

"Haha, you will die exhausted!"

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