novelhk Chapter 140 Can't make Rasengan? What kind of ninja is that?
Chapter 140 Can't make Rasengan? What kind of ninja is that?
Chapter 140 Can't make Rasengan? What kind of ninja is that?
The Hand ninjas moved through the shadows, their faces masked, their blades gleaming with a poisoned light. Their figures flickered in the darkness, surging like a tide towards the little boy in the white suit who had entered the place.
Unfortunately, these ninjas did not learn magic, and thus remained ignorant of their own good fortune until their deaths.
The first ninja to rush forward suddenly froze in place. His blade was still several meters away from Rune, but he could no longer move forward. His skin began to crack, and black lines spread from his seven orifices, as if something was breaking out of his body. As the ninja struggled to open his mouth, trying to say something, he died.
His body shattered like withered leaves. Not cut, not burned, but some more fundamental annihilation. Then, terror spread like a plague. The second ninja's eyes suddenly burst, turning to ash before the black blood could even splatter; the third ninja let out a scream that was not human, and his shadow suddenly came to life, devouring him; the fourth, the fifth...
They didn't even have time to feel fear, or rather, as members of the Hand, they neither died nor felt fear.
Their superior is a demon called "Beast," who grants them protection. When a member of the Hand dies, his body turns to dust and is resurrected in a specific location.
But today, as Rune's dark magic swept across like an invisible wave, flesh withered and souls annihilated wherever it touched. The slain ninjas had been essentially devoured; their prized resurrection techniques were meaningless—their souls were torn to shreds, and even hell would not accept these remnants.
ten seconds.
Just ten seconds later, the church fell silent again. Not even ashes remained on the floor; only dozens of empty ninja outfits lay scattered about, frozen in their final poses. A night breeze blew, and the fabric swayed gently.
Rune raised his head, scanning his surroundings. A hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. Superman's bloodline was strong, but Raven's bloodline was clearly more suitable for him. Moreover, looking down into the ground, he realized that just moments ago, when he used dark magic, he had keenly sensed two—or rather, three—humanoid beings possessing magical abilities.
I've found you, Strange Doctor.
As Rune unleashed dark magic to kill the ninjas, Kaecilius's fingers suddenly froze in mid-air.
The energy of the dark dimension in his hand seemed to freeze solid. He suddenly looked up, his pupils contracting—an unnatural tremor came from the air, and a powerful dark magic was attacking. Even though he was not the primary target of that dark magic, he was still terrified by such dark power.
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"He's here." Baron Mordo's voice was unusually tense.
The magic he used to imprison and torture Doctor Strange began to flicker, as if disturbed. Black slime began to seep from the surrounding walls, slowly writhing like living things. The green flames of the torches suddenly surged, only to be suppressed into faint sparks by an invisible force in the next second, as if even the light itself was in fear.
For the first time, Casillas's expression wavered.
This wasn't Dormammu's power... He smelled sulfur, and from the darkness emanated a seemingly insatiable, perpetually angry, greedy will. The dark energy at Kaecilius's fingertips dissipated uncontrollably. He could sense—something older, more chaotic was approaching.
Baron Mordo took a half step back: "We should go."
His voice was calm, but his knuckles were white from exerting too much force.
"No!" Kaecilius refused firmly, but he couldn't hide the tremor in his voice. "We must obtain the Eye of Agamotto—" Before the Red Skull could finish speaking, the entire basement was suddenly plunged into absolute darkness. Not just ordinary darkness, but some kind of all-consuming nothingness—even Kaecilius's darkvision failed. In the absolute silence, a voice rang out. Not from any direction, but echoing directly in their minds:
"Red Skull—was he the one who sent you to steal the Eye of Agamotto?"
However, the next moment, Baron Mordo and Kaecilius were teleported away, and the magical chains binding Doctor Strange shattered. But Strange did not fall—he was gently supported by some invisible force and suspended in the air.
Strange Doctor struggled to lift his heavy eyelids, his vision blurry as he caught sight of a boy standing before him. The boy had porcelain-white skin, black, tousled hair, and a faint smile on his face, which seemed to have been kissed by God. However, the powerful dark magic emanating from him made Strange's breath catch in his throat.
He could sense that the nature of that magic was more ferocious and evil than Dormammu's corruption, as if his master were a great demon with a deep-seated sin.
This person doesn't seem like a good person at all.
Strange struggled to get up, but was knocked down by a sharp pain. His defensive instincts screamed wildly—this being was a thousand times more dangerous than Kaecilius.
"Who are you?" he asked hoarsely, his fingers stealthily groping the ground, trying to find anything that could serve as a weapon. Unfortunately, after groping for a long time, he only found a small handful of dust. He had to thank those lazy magic apprentices for that.
Rune chuckled softly, and the shadow spread beneath his feet, wrapping around Strange's wrist like a living thing, gently but irresistibly stopping his little movements.
"Say hello to Tony Stark."
Strange stood there, stunned. Iron Man had sent them? How come he didn't know Tony Stark had such extensive connections? But now wasn't the time to dwell on that. He endured the pain and said to Rune, "I'll go check if the protective magic is still active. Wait a moment."
He then ran out of the basement, with Rune following behind him. They watched as Doctor Strange casually cast some spells he couldn't understand. A red cloak flew over at this moment, but instead of flying back behind Strange immediately, it circled Rune twice and scratched its center with its tip, looking quite puzzled.
Rune waved his hand casually, sending the levitation cloak back to its master, and then carefully observed Doctor Strange's spellcasting.
Upon closer inspection, he did indeed discern some clues. Magic and language are indeed inseparable. Ever since Agamotto discovered magic and trained humans to master it, magic in the Marvel world has been constantly evolving. Although there are some languages that Rune has never ventured into, they are still mixed with many runes that Rune has learned, such as Nirman and Latin.
For example, right now, Rune can see that the spells cast by the Sorcerer Supreme include will, eyes, and solidified writing.