A thin figure with a ragged black cloak appeared behind Salomon. This is another world called Charon. He is the incarnation of the silt mud entrenched at the eternal source of chaos, a part of the will of thousands of iridescent lights shining with iridescent lights, and a phantom messenger of the lord of the deepest sect that transcends time and space.

When Salomon summoned Him, the cold and crazy will also come to him. He lost all the scenes in front of him, and the huge stone door standing in the eternal chaos appeared before him. The thin silver curtain covering the scene behind the door quietly raised a corner as if blown by the breeze, allowing Salomon to see the ever-changing, flowing and breaking rainbow-colored spheres behind the door, the ultimate fear and truth, the future, the past and the present, all possibilities beyond all whimsical and mathematical logic, and countless worlds and endless distorted dimensions revealed the tip of the iceberg before him.

He held the cross silver key with Arabic vines engraved in his hand.

Not now, he said. The great lord of the sect is not the time to go to the abyss.

Charon raised his terrifyingly thin and dry fingers, and the huge living black creatures carefully stretched out their tentacles to touch His fingertips. Then, the night sky covering the entire London shrank sharply, and the golden light leaked out from the edge of the dark matter, and the dark matter poured into the cloak of the phantom. Malekis saw this scene, and the dark matter that could have swallowed Uktrashire could tame others like a puppy, which was something that Malekis could not bear. But no matter how he wailed or commanded, he could not resist the out-of-control ether particles and the original dark matter. The ether particles still followed Malekis' original wishes, smashing his life and soul to create more original dark matter.

The power of Infinite Stone is indeed infinite, but not those who use Infinite Stone. The greedy ether particles constantly absorb everything they can absorb to transform themselves, while those transformed products, the original darkness is constantly absorbed by the ultimate abyss of the universe, returning to where it should have existed.

Everyone present could feel the coldness and madness of the ferrymen in the Styx, but only Loki and the queen Friga and the Supreme Mage who were watching all this through the water mirror could feel what was behind the ragged black cloak. There was no body under the cloak, which was a concept of pure horror and black magic. The more you understand the world, the more you can feel this madness, but only a person with a strong will can not be affected by the madness.

Even though Thor didn't understand what this was, his intuition had already told him not to bother Salomon.

Salone raised his hand subconsciously, and a silver flame arrow was fired out of his hand. This spell was performed by the gatekeeper and the key of the door. He agreed to Salone's request, exercised His omniscience, omniscience and omnipotence, and gave Salone a magic that could not be cast in the main material plane.

The silver burning arrow easily penetrated the curtain formed by the ether particles and descended on Malekis. While destroying Malekis's body, the silver flames forced out the few souls he left from the ether particles. These original dark matter and Malekis' souls were the transactions made by Salomon and the lord of the sect. The generous and omniscient and omnipotent God also gave him some things. But at the same time, Salomon also followed the principle of equivalent exchange and paid the price - under the armor, the mark of Jug-Sotos was always left on the back of the hand he raised.

This is a gift, and a curse.

Just like the Holy Secret, he had to do his best to maintain his only humanity. He began to recall everything he had ever had in this world. It was something he left in this world, a mark that reminded him of who he was, like the anchor hook of a steamer on an endless sea of ​​madness, dragging him not to be lost in the vast multiverse.

At this moment, the holy mark seemed to fix the concept of Salomon in the main material plane, and the ten holy marks redefined his existence.

"You know this!" The queen pointed at the water mirror and asked loudly, "Don't let your disciples touch those things? Don't think of cheating me. I'm a witch, Asgard's most powerful witch. This is not the power of the Vishan Emperor or the Octessence Alliance (the alliance of many demon gods in the outer dimension, Vishan Emperor is the boss). This is much more dangerous! I know that those external dimensions are the one-eyed aliens. We agreed that Asgard is responsible for the main material plane and Kama Taj defends the outer dimensions. Your disciple is doing something very dangerous."

"I trust my disciples, just like I trust myself." The Supreme Master said calmly, "This external dimension existence was connected by Salomon when he resolved a time-traveling incident, and Salomon reached a deal with the demon god. It should be said that it was the demon god waiting for him. The time-traveling incident was just an accident, because the demon god exists on all time lines, so the time-traveling incident occurred because He has been there. No matter what, Salomon has always been on the side of mankind, and the future supreme master will follow the agreement between Kamataj and Asgard and continue to protect the main material plane."

"Will Salomon be the next Supreme Mage?"

"No, he belongs to me, to mankind, not Emperor Weishan."

Malekis's wailing came out through the water mirror, and a deep black sphere wrapped around his soul flew into the other hand of the ferryman in the Styx. All the dark matter in the distance disappeared, and Salomon also saw the scene in front of him again. When the glimmer of light in the horizon spilled through the thick clouds, the terrifying phantom behind him disappeared suddenly, and nothing was left here except the participants and a large pile of ruins.

The ether particles that have lost the manipulator are floating in the air, slowly extending outwards with tiny crimson tentacles.

"What is that?" Thor asked with lingering fear, "Is that your magic?"

"Barrely so." Salomon opened his eyes, and the deep darkness gradually faded away. He took back his armour, looked at the mark of black magic on the back of his hand, and stuffed the silver key back. He didn't want anyone to see the silver key, which was too dangerous. Any knowledge interpreted from the silver key was dangerous. "You should summon the warriors of Asgard," he said. "Stay and rest, and then summon Heimdal to return to Asgard. Someone will soon come to finish the work, and we can only get in the way here."

"Hey, Colson." Salomon borrowed Darcy's cell phone and called, "Do you have any food on the plane?"

"Of course there is. By the way, can you tell me what's going on below?"
Chapter completed!