The magic portal spun out on the roof under the night sky, and Dum was thrown out of the golden circle almost brutally. Michael followed behind him, and the magic portal spelled around behind him.

Dum sat on the ground, subconsciously shrank back, and looked at the weird guy in high-tech armor in surprise. He had just seen this guy's ability with his own eyes. He witnessed a shocking battle against both sides far exceeding his current cognitive ability. At this moment, he was still trying to digest all this.

The blue light in the V-shaped eyepiece went out, the armored power source stopped operating, and the arms that cut off the power naturally hung down. The black and gold armor opened from the middle, and Michael Paso walked out from the inside. His face was very tired, but the eyes at Dum were still filled with ice-like air conditioning.

His condition is obviously not in his best - but no mage who has just fought with the demon can be in much better shape.

Dum couldn't help but scream: "It's you?"

"What are you thinking?" Michael asked coldly, "A man rushed into hell with a fever and ran to Mephisto to die?"

"I just... want to save my mother." Dum said, his voice clearly not as sharp as before. He has been waiting for this rescue for too many years to build this machine. Saving his mother's soul from a very young age was his only goal. He always thought that his efforts to this day had helped him make great progress, from the army, and the school's spared no effort to flatter him, making him a little forgetful and overestimated himself.

Until today, he realized that from beginning to end, he was not even a little closer to that unattainable target.

Yes, he found the way to hell. But so what? He witnessed with his own eyes how powerful the demon with his mother's soul is. In hell it is the god who controls everything, with endless power and power. Facing that demon, he can't even be considered an ant, and the other party can easily destroy him.

In the end, everything he did turned out to be meaningless. The mother's soul was still imprisoned in the hands of the demon, and he has achieved nothing to this day...

No, it's not without progress.

Dum raised his head and subconsciously fell on the young man in front of him who had just walked out of his armor.

Now his eyes on Michael Paso are completely different from those three days ago. Dum was once very conceited, but what he saw and heard just now had already bombarded his pride. He witnessed the power of God with his own eyes, and how the human in front of him competed with God with his knowledge and technology. This man not only made the god lose his grudge, but also successfully protected him to escape from hell.

Perhaps in all these experiences so far, only meeting this young man is the greatest progress he has made, and perhaps this person is the greatest hope that he can save his mother.

"Things might have been much worse," Michael continued. "Have you ever thought about such reckless consequences? It's not as easy as dying. Mephisto may imprison your soul in hell. He will hurt you, torture you, use you to hurt your mother...or, in turn, use her to hurt you." He paused, "I thought you were a smart person."

"You are...right. If you don't show up, things can really be very bad..."

Dum admitted unexpectedly. He lowered his head, and the word "刘" circled around his mouth for a long time, but he still couldn't say it in the end. It seemed that it was too difficult for him to say that magical phrase.

"I owe you a favor." He changed his words at last, paused and added, "A very big love."

Dum is arrogant, withdrawn, and never gets along with others, but deep down he is actually a very easy-to-be hurt child. He has been alone since the day his mother died. This long-term loneliness has been transformed into longing for her mother and the desire to rescue her, which is enough to make a smart mind lose its calmness.

"The spell you... just used..." Dumm stood up and said, "Tell me... to help me save my mother."

He never asked for help in his life, even if he had just suffered a devastating blow because of his faith, it was still the first time for him.

Michael looked at him: "This means, have you accepted the offer?"

"No matter what the conditions are." Dum was unwavering.

Michael shrugged his shoulders: "To be honest, you don't have many options. Victor von Doom died a few hours ago. His private lab at State University and his dormitory had just exploded, and the entire floor was affected. In no time, they should add you to the death list."

Dum didn't care: "That would save us a lot of trouble, right?"

Michael stood back into the open armor. The armor seemed to monitor the owner's entry and automatically responded. The black and golden shell was assembled and closed, and the power source restarted.

"Let's go." He waved and opened another spell portal, "I'll show you your lab."

***

In the third week, the "Legendary Leader" brought back from another world by Gideon Malik finally began to look like a leader. After devouring more than ten people as nourishing products, the hive completely regained its vitality and was even a bit arrogant. His expression was always calm, and nothing seemed to arouse even the slightest emotional turmoil, but the warm-hearted face always exuded a sense of fierce oppression.

Malik must admit to himself that he is actually a little afraid of looking at this "great leader".

What made him a little unhappy was that the hive showed amazing leadership charm and persuasion. Not to mention that he could directly force the other party to surrender to him with parasite infection, even for ordinary humans who were not Yi Ren, he had extremely strong infectious power. The hive increasingly passed Malik and directly ordered his men, and his loyal subordinates did not ask him for instructions at all, so he naturally carried out the hive's orders.

He was a little unhappy, but he didn't dare to express it.

But the gratifying part is that this gloomy and mysterious "great leader" has finally begun to become interested in the matter.

Under his inquiry, Malik introduced him in detail the development history of Hydra over the years and the miserable situation of Hydra today. He told the hive that the enemy's sphere of influence now covers the world, and all they can do is to stick to this shadow that has not yet been noticed.

Then he showed a series of the only fuzzy clips of the "Black Knight" who took action personally (and it was the old black and white armor). In the video clip, the enemy wearing high-tech armor was like a divine weapon falling from the sky, and he single-handedly killed the elite Hydra troops, acting without any pressure.

The hive carefully observed the video material back and forth, without saying a word for a long time. Malik waited nervously, for fear that he would say, "I can't handle this, I can't handle it, you might as well throw me back to another world and wait for death."

After watching the video three times, the hive raised its head and said slowly: "I need human hands."

It’s easy to do if you have a plan. Malik suddenly felt energetic: “How many people do you need? Although we are short of manpower now, I can see if I can find a way…”

The hive shook his head: "I mean I need aliens, the more the better."

Malik thought for a while and frowned.

"We have unverified information, saying that there seems to be a large number of aliens gathering in a place. But they are numerous and they are all possessed of superpowers, and now our power is empty..."

"It doesn't matter." said the hive coldly, "Take me over."
Chapter completed!