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"Don't worry, the best medical team from the Sky Mother Ship will go with you then. Hawkeye will definitely be fine."
Nick Fury paused slightly, then continued in a relaxed tone, "That... to avoid any more accidents during this time, why don't... we have Stark bring Blade back first?!"
...
For some reason, after hearing that, Captain America suddenly felt an urge to curse.
You see, although the three Night Demons were all killed by Homelander, it didn't mean the crisis was over.
Because there might still be a large number of Vampires lurking around.
They might jump out and ambush everyone at any time.
And Captain America himself was severely injured at the moment. Although he could still barely cope with a few Vampires if he gritted his teeth, his combat power had long been greatly reduced.
His catchphrase "I can still fight for another day" was completely unutterable.
Black Widow and Sharon Carter still showed no signs of waking up.
It was unknown if their brains were traumatized during the previous battle.
Both of them also needed treatment as soon as possible.
There was even less to say about the severely injured and unconscious Hawkeye!
Although Bruce Banner seemed unharmed, considering that his transformation into Hulk might pose a greater threat to everyone than Vampires.
So, Captain America was already thankful that he didn't mess things up and cause trouble at such a time.
Calculating this, among the 6 members of the capture team, only Tony Stark was "able to fight."
But this Nick... ah no, Nick Fury wanted him to take Blade and leave first?
Was that even a human thing to say?
Even if Tony took the severely injured Hawkeye first, Captain America guaranteed he wouldn't be as full of complaints as he was now!
Wasn't this clearly abandoning the lives of the others for the sake of information?
What, so black lives really matter more?!
However.
No matter how much Captain America complained, as a soldier, he had no choice but to obey orders from his superiors.
Even if the order was wrong...
"I say, Fury, you're not that pressed for a few minutes. It's better if we all leave together when the plane arrives!"
Tony Stark wasn't going to put up with Nick Fury's bad habits.
Anyway, he wasn't a S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent, so even if he disobeyed, they wouldn't dare do anything to him.
But just then.
A figure suddenly descended from the sky.
It was Homelander, who had returned.
"Sorry, I forgot something just now."
Homelander didn't waste words. He walked directly in front of Blade, who was still unconscious, then grabbed his head with one hand and pressed his shoulder with the other, then pulled slightly outwards.
Pfft—
Blade's head, along with his entire spine, was actually pulled out by him.
"Old man, take this back and report to that black guy!"
Homelander threw the head in front of Captain America and said solemnly, "Oh, right, I also want to remind you, America no longer needs old relics like you to protect it... They have me, and that's enough!!"
With that said.
Homelander flew back into the sky, his figure disappearing in the hazy sky in the blink of an eye.
"Phew..."
Although he was mocked again, Captain America felt an inexplicable sense of relief at this moment.
Because from the communicator, Nick Fury, upon learning of Blade's death, completely broke down on the spot!
Serves him right, serves him right!
"Homelander, I &%#%%..."
"You wait, I'll never let you go!!"
The reason Nick Fury was so angry was that with Blade's death, it meant that his planned capture operation would once again end in failure.
S.H.I.E.L.D. not only failed to obtain any valuable information in this major event.
Instead, it also lost three elite Agents and a quinjet.
This was simply a slap in Nick Fury's face!
And it was the kind that swelled up immediately on the spot.
The most crucial thing was.
This way, S.H.I.E.L.D. was destined to gain absolutely no benefit from this major event caused by Vampires.
Nick Fury's plan to increase the budget was completely ruined.
This was even more unbearable than being killed directly!
But Nick Fury was helpless against this.
He could only greatly advance Homelander's position on his mental revenge list... finally placing him below Karl's name.
Very good, you all just wait for me!!
...
...
With Blade's death and the prolonged loss of Dark Energy supply.
The "black smoke pillars" that maintained the demon array in the sky gradually began to dissipate.
The Dark Energy barrier obscuring the city of Chicago also became increasingly thin.
The sky gradually changed from pitch black to a hazy gray.
Who knows how much more time passed.
Faint rays of sunlight filtered through the cracks in the sky.
Bringing some long-lost light to this silent city and streets!
But the survivors hiding in buildings, desperately covering their mouths and daring not to make a sound, could not be happy no matter what.
Because the sun was setting, and in a little over ten minutes, night would fall!!
Whether they could survive tonight was still an unknown.
...
...
The scene returns to the altar on Belle Isle.
After a great battle by the Arcane Masters, most of the demons had been driven back into the Hell Dimension.
And as the seven demon arrays continuously supplying extreme energy to the altar from the outside gradually collapsed, the Dimensional God passage in the center of the altar also began to become unstable.
It was clear it wouldn't last much longer before completely disappearing.
"Ancient One, let me out. I agree to sign a soul contract and never set foot on Earth again..."
Perhaps due to the obstruction of the Mirror Dimension, the restrictive magic Clea placed on Lilith quickly lost its effect.
And the latter chose to compromise immediately, shouting into the void.
She believed that Ancient One would definitely hear her!
And that was indeed the case.
The next second, Lilith's figure returned to the real World.
Across from her, Ancient One stood with her hands behind her back, her face showing no emotion, full of the demeanor of a master, her presence radiating power.
Standing beside Ancient One was Karl, who had transformed into his "Shadow Form."
If Karl's head wasn't a burning skull at this moment.
Then Lilith would have immediately turned and fled into the Dimensional God passage the moment she saw the look in his eyes.
Because that was a ruthless gaze, planning to take the opportunity to kill her quickly!
After all... the desire to kill someone cannot be hidden.
"I, Lilith, swear by my soul that from now on I will never appear on Earth again, otherwise my soul will fall into the endless abyss at the bottom of the Underworld River..."
After Lilith finished her venomous oath, she looked at Ancient One with a face devoid of life and said, "Can I go now?"
"You may leave."
Having received permission, Lilith didn't waste words. She immediately picked up Dracula's head from the ground and walked towards the altar.
Swish—
However.
Just then, a chain burning with Hellfire and the power of the Four Lackeys suddenly bound Lilith directly from behind.
The one who struck was Karl.
"Ancient One, you actually played a trick... Pfft!!!"
Lilith, who didn't understand what was happening, was both shocked and angry.
But before she could finish her words, her body was completely destroyed by the suddenly tightened chain.
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[prestige points +444, +69, +45...]
[Detected collectible high-level demon soul, Warp souls +1]
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Dracula's head rolled to the ground, looking in the direction Lilith disappeared, and murmured, "I told you, you wouldn't have a good end."
Ancient One, however, frowned slightly, staring intently at Karl. "I need a reasonable explanation!"
"It's simple, I don't trust her."
Karl seemed to have anticipated her reaction and replied bluntly, "Only a fool would believe a demon's promise."
Karl's words were half-true, half-false.
The true part: let alone Lilith, he didn't even trust Ancient One.
The false part: he actually just wanted to take the opportunity to kill Lilith and harvest another high-level demon soul for the Warp.
When dealing with enemies, Karl never bothered with rules or methods.
Unless he could extract a large amount of value from the other party, he would not be bound by those so-called "moral" constraints, thereby putting himself in an unknown dangerous situation.
This was his way of survival in the "other World"!
And at present, the reason he dared to defy Ancient One's decision and directly kill Lilith in front of her was that he was betting that the other party would not turn against him, her "close ally," because of a demon.
And indeed, it was as he predicted.
Although Ancient One was dissatisfied with his "despicable" actions, that was all it was.
Because her current stereotype of Karl was... Dimensional Gods, as expected, none of them are good!
So how high of an awareness could she demand from this guy?
But some admonishment was still unavoidable.
"What you did clearly broke the rules. You might become a target of public criticism in the future..."
Σ(⊙▽⊙"a???
Oh my?
You bald old man, how dare you curse me?
Do you really think I don't know anything?
"What about yourself?"
Karl immediately sneered in retort, "To gain a longer lifespan, you secretly broke the rules passed down by Arcane Masters for thousands of years, drawing power from Dormammu...
Haven't you considered whether you will be disgraced and become a target of public criticism in the future?"
Still playing "yin and yang" with me?
Let's first understand "an eye for an eye"!
Whoosh—
Almost at the same instant, the World where the two were located was immediately enveloped by the Mirror Dimension.
"How did you know?"
Ancient One looked at Karl with a frosty face, dangerous light flickering in her calm eyes.
There was vigilance, anger, and deep apprehension.
Who would have thought.
Facing the bald demon king who could strike at any moment.
Karl was not flustered at all, even actively withdrawing his Shadow Form and returning to human form.
He did this not out of arrogance.
But to convey two key messages to Ancient One opposite him.
First: I don't want to fight you!
Second: Even if we really fight, I'm not afraid of you at all right now!
Although the atmosphere at the moment seemed tense.
But as an expert in negotiation, Karl was absolutely certain that Ancient One definitely didn't really want to make a move!
Otherwise, the two of them would have already been fighting tooth and nail by now!
Moreover... this bald old man needed his help as an ally more than ever right now.
In a flash of lightning, Karl had already weighed the current situation in his mind.
To summarize, there were four words: The advantage is mine!
Why not take the opportunity to manipulate her?
"I'm sure you've heard the saying, 'If you want no one to know, don't do it in the first place!'"
Karl met Ancient One's aggressive gaze and sneered,
"So, you should actually be asking me why I knew all along but never said anything!"
Answering with a question is a very effective tactic when vying for speaking power at the negotiation table.
Ancient One's eyes flickered slightly.
She really couldn't figure out how the man opposite her had discovered it.
The two had not interacted many times.
Ancient One could guarantee that whenever Karl was present... no, it should be said, whenever anyone was present, she had never used Dormammu's power.
So even if Karl was also a Dimensional God, logically, he shouldn't have been able to sense it, right?
Let alone... this guy was currently just a "useless" Dimensional God who had been "exiled" from his own dimension!
But what was his purpose?
After a long silence.
Ancient One spoke again, but the aggressive aura around her had already weakened by several points.
"Why?"
See? Didn't I just take back the speaking power?
"I'm a very tight-lipped person... What's more, aren't we close allies?"
A cunning glint quickly flashed in Karl's eyes as he spoke eloquently, "In my opinion, protecting the interests of allies is equivalent to protecting one's own interests!"
"So, not only will I not reveal your secret, but I will also go to great lengths to help you fundamentally resolve this huge hidden danger."
As a former top salesman, Karl believed his biggest advantage was... he never blushed when lying!
Especially after he removed the "deification" filter he had placed on Ancient One, he felt even more at ease during negotiations.
...
Ancient One stared intently at Karl.
A vein gradually appeared between her eyebrows.
If I believe even a single punctuation mark you say, my brain must be broken!
You Dimensional God are truly evil!
Huh?
Wait a minute?
He just said... he wanted to help me solve the Dormammu hidden danger?
To be honest, Ancient One secretly borrowing from Dormammu was truly a last resort.
Because in the hundreds of years since she became Sorcerer Supreme, the talent pool of Arcane Masters had been severely lacking.
Simply put, no one capable of taking on the heavy responsibility in her place had appeared.
(Note: This situation did not improve even after Doctor Strange appeared, but rather became more severe. And after Doctor Strange retired, only "Wang," who was the "strongest" at the time, could succeed as Sorcerer Supreme. It can be said that each generation was weaker than the last.)
So much so that she had to constantly use the Time Stone and the Eye of Agamotto to predict the future.
To determine the time when the next qualified successor would appear!