Kamar-Taj had been very peaceful recently.
After all, there was no one on Earth who dared provoke a force with more than a dozen Pseudo–Skyfather-level mbers.
And with Karl's existence added on top of that, Kamar-Taj was essentially a top-tier power even across the entire universe.
If they moved out as a group, they could practically walk all over anyone.
Under such circumstances, Earth had naturally been calm lately.
The dark creatures on Earth that used to be rather arrogant had all begun to lie low.
One had to know that the Marvel Universe was an extrely complicated place.
Earth had all kinds of dark creatures.
Werewolves, vampires, liches, and other such dark creatures all existed in this vast world.
Aside from large numbers of extradinsional creatures, these beings were what Kamar-Taj dealt with the most.
Now that Kamar-Taj's strength had risen so much, several Master Sorcerers had gone out for a walk.
After that, Earth's entire dark world fell silent.
Karl finally enjoyed a rare stretch of peaceful days.
Every day, he cultivated, trained, and guided the sorcerers of Kamar-Taj.
His days were extrely relaxed.
Just as Karl was enjoying this period of peace, the sorcerers brought him bad news.
"Master Samaranch, explain."
"What exactly happened?"
Karl sat across from a heavily bearded sorcerer and asked.
"Reporting to the Sorcerer Supre, we have lost contact with our stronghold in Hell."
"They are supposed to contact us every day."
"But today, they did not contact us, and they have not responded to our attempts to contact them either."
Master Samaranch, whose head was covered in a gray beard, spoke.
In the Sanctum, he was responsible for maintaining contact with the sorcerers outside.
Today, an abnormal situation had occurred.
They could not contact the sorcerers in Hell.
This kind of thing was extrely uncommon.
Karl frowned.
"Have you used the Black Mirror?"
The Black Mirror was a powerful magical artifact kept within the Sanctum.
It possessed incredible power.
It could scry or observe other dinsions from inside the Sanctum.
It could even look into the past and the future.
It was one of the highest-grade magical artifacts ever created by human sorcerers.
Through the Black Mirror, they could completely observe intelligence from within the Sanctum.
"Reporting to the Sorcerer Supre, we used it, but it was useless."
"The Black Mirror gave no feedback."
"There was only chaos across the surface of the Black Mirror."
The bearded sorcerer spoke again.
Hearing this, Karl beca serious.
The Black Mirror could not observe anything at all?
This matter was sowhat severe.
The Black Mirror was an extrely powerful magical artifact.
In essence, it was no different from Kamar-Taj's magic.
They both contacted powerful gods and then borrowed their power.
Now, the Black Mirror's power had actually been blocked.
That ant at least a Single-Universe-level existence had intervened.
It had directly interfered with the Black Mirror's scrying function.
Karl rubbed his chin, and a profound smile appeared on his face.
Interesting.
There was actually still soone who dared provoke Kamar-Taj?
Hell was phisto's domain.
Could that great demon be causing trouble from behind the scenes?
Karl imdiately thought of phisto, the fellow who had beco his enemy.
However, he soon felt that it was sowhat unlikely.
phisto was famously cunning and afraid of death.
Unless he had absolute certainty, it was completely impossible for him to make a move against Karl.
If he truly provoked Karl, Karl would directly attack his lair.
Karl felt that unless phisto had one hundred percent confidence, he would not dare take action.
However, in Hell, the only one with a motive was phisto.
The other Hell Lords generally would not provoke Kamar-Taj's people.
That reputation had been beaten into them by the Ancient One back then.
If there was no grudge, no one would provoke them.
"I wonder whether soone is helping him, or whether he found so powerful treasure."
"Fine. Let's see who cos out on top."
Karl thought to himself.
His strength had improved, and he had been wanting to find soone to test it against.
As long as no multiverse-level existence appeared, he feared no one.
It seed it was ti to take a trip to Hell.
Karl made up his mind.
Although many thoughts had passed through his mind, not much ti had actually gone by.
"Master Samaranch, go light the Brazier of Bom'Galiath and use it to take us to the core of Hell!"
Karl spoke.
Samaranch froze for a mont.
"Sorcerer Supre, the Brazier of Bom'Galiath leads directly to phisto's Demonic Realm."
"Our stronghold is still a very long distance from there."
Although Hell sounded like a domain attached to Earth, in reality, Hell was far larger than Earth.
This size was not physical in aning.
It was vast in terms of space.
Hell's spatial structure was extrely complicated.
As a chaotic dinsion, its spatial structure was far more complex than a hive.
All kinds of dinsions converged there, and added together, their area was terrifyingly vast.
phisto's domain was the largest region in Hell, as well as the deepest one.
Their stronghold was not that deep.
Their stronghold was near the shallow layer of Hell, in an ownerless region.
No one knew how far away it was from phisto's Hell.
On a spatial scale, it was probably far more distant than traveling from one end of the universe to the other.
Why were they teleporting to phisto's domain?
Samaranch was very puzzled.
"Master Samaranch, you must understand sothing."
"Whether or not this matter has anything to do with our sorcerers, beating up phisto is never the wrong move."
"If he is not there, then we will tear apart his ho base. Either way, we won't lose out."
Karl spoke with a completely serious expression.
After all, every strategy could ultimately be reduced to striking the enemy's ho base.
As long as one was willing to trade bases, one would never lose.
Samaranch was dumbfounded as he listened.
The Sorcerer Supre truly was worthy of being the Sorcerer Supre. He had his own unique understanding of things.
However, one thing he said was not wrong.
Beating up a Hell Lord was absolutely never a mistake.
"Since you have made your decision, we will naturally obey."
"But please, you must be careful."
"You are the pillar of Kamar-Taj."
Samaranch spoke with great reverence.
Karl simply smiled and nodded.
"Don't worry."
"As long as I want to leave, they cannot keep there."
"This ti, we will definitely rescue our sorcerers."
Karl smiled as he spoke.
"Go prepare. Light the brazier directly."
"I will teleport straight into phisto's Fla Domain."
Karl gave the instruction.
The Brazier of Bom'Galiath was also a powerful magical artifact.
It directly locked onto the coordinates of phisto's domain.
No matter where one was, it could ignore distance and teleport directly into phisto's domain.
It was ti for Kamar-Taj's powerful magical artifacts to play their role.
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