I Created a Sanctuary in Marvel

Chapter 83 Kunlun, Tarot, and the Soul-Eating Beast

In the dimly lit underground base, the cold metal walls reflected the pale light of emergency lights.

The air was filled with a strange aroma mixed with the smell of gunpowder and decay, the traces left by the Hand's long-term dark rituals.

Clarisse stood in the central command room, her slender fingers tapping lightly on the control panel, her brows furrowed.

She looked around and saw documents scattered everywhere; many people hadn't managed to escape during the baptism of Logan Titan Nova.

This is the scene after it has been cleaned up.

Is that all?

Her voice echoed in the empty room, carrying a hint of barely perceptible disappointment.

Upon carefully examining the list of items submitted by the Sanctuary Consortium, she keenly noticed that the list was missing the dragon bone that Ye Feng had specifically instructed her to include.

"That's right, Clarice, this is all the supplies we've collected."

"Including information about the dark dimension beneath Kunlun, records of the Hand's faith in beasts, and some dark magic tomes."

The head of the Sanctuary Foundation, responsible for cleaning up the Hand, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes behind the lenses revealing caution and respect.

He stepped forward and pointed to a pile of carefully sealed ancient books and electronic devices: "According to the data we deciphered, Black Sky is a killing weapon created by the Hand using dragon bones. The so-called Black Sky is essentially just a puppet possessed by a beast."

Clarice nodded thoughtfully, reached out and picked up an ancient book with a blackened cover and peculiar texture, and casually flipped through a few pages.

The pages were covered with strange symbols and incomprehensible text.

"The more dragon bones a beast has, the stronger it becomes. This is the real secret behind the Guild's collection of dragon bones."

"However, the production and quantity of dragon bones are quite limited. Faced with the Sanctuary's siege this time, the Hand must have used all its dragon bone reserves to build the Black Sky, otherwise such a massive Black Sky Legion wouldn't exist."

The person in charge continued to explain, lowering their voice.

He paused, then cautiously added, "Based on our calculations, the Hand should no longer have any dragon bone reserves."

"They didn't even leave any backup?"

Clarisse closed the ancient book and sighed softly. The Hand's do-or-die courage was indeed commendable, but it had also brought trouble to her mission.

She put the ancient book back in its place, turned to face the person in charge, and said, "I understand. I will report this to Your Majesty."

"Furthermore, inform the Sanctuary Foundation to keep an eye out for news about dragon bones worldwide. If any are found, be sure to acquire them. His Majesty values ​​this highly."

Clarice pondered to herself that the birth of the dragon bone was likely related to Kunlun, and Ye Feng seemed to pay special attention to that place.

"Understood, I'll arrange it immediately."

The person in charge bowed respectfully, then turned and left the office.

Shortly after the person in charge left, Logan strode into the command room.

"Is everything accounted for?"

Logan looked around. He wasn't good at these paperwork and inventory tasks, so he handed them over to Clarice.

"The inventory is basically complete."

"It's a pity that the Hand didn't retain any dragon bones. We can now begin our return to the Sanctuary."

Clarice rubbed her temples and said, looking slightly tired.

Logan noticed the regret in her tone and comforted her, "Don't worry, His Majesty will understand. I've already arranged the return trip and even invited Victor along."

Clarisse nodded and began organizing the important documents on the table, preparing to take them back to the Sanctuary.

A day later, the group boarded a private plane to return to the Sanctuary.

Inside the cabin, Doom sat quietly by the window, his eyes revealing an undisguised tension.

He gazed at the clouds rushing past the window, his heart as restless as the churning sea of ​​clouds.

Johnny, sitting opposite him, noticed Doom's tense expression and couldn't help but laugh: "You don't need to be so nervous, His Holiness the Pope is still very kind."

He could understand Doom's feelings. After all, he was also very nervous when the Sanctuary came knocking on his door, not to mention that he had been brutally beaten up.

In comparison, Doom's treatment was significantly better, which shows that Ye Feng valued Doom highly.

Although Johnny found it hard to understand why Ye Feng valued Doom so much.

But in Ye Feng's value system, neither hellish power nor black magic cultivation seems to be the key criteria for judging a person.

He values ​​a person's mindset and way of thinking more. Ye Feng doesn't care about the source of the power, only the person who uses it.

This was Johnny's most genuine feeling after spending so much time in the Sanctuary. It was precisely this inclusiveness that made him believe Ye Feng could help him reclaim his soul.

"I know, I'm just doing theoretical construction."

Doom took two deep breaths, trying to calm his racing heart.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't nervous! Ye Feng is currently the strongest person in the world on the surface, a "human nuclear bomb" feared by all countries, capable of raising the social status of mutants single-handedly and prompting various countries to usher in the era of the supernatural.

And he, the son of a witch, a practitioner of dark magic, was about to meet the current pope. How could he not be nervous?

The plane landed quickly, and the group was swiftly transported back to the Sanctuary by a private car.

Doom held his breath as the vehicle passed through the dazzling golden barrier.

He saw a vibrant sanctuary, with pristine white buildings gleaming in the sunlight, and jewels inlaid on the library's roof reflecting brilliant light in the distance. Everything was completely different from the solemn and awe-inspiring religious site he had imagined.

"Wait here for a moment, I'll go report on the mission."

Claris led Doom to a magnificent building and directed him to wait in the rest area outside Ye Feng's office, while she went in first.

Inside the office, Ye Feng stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the figures of the young Saint Seiya warriors on the training ground in the distance.

Sunlight shone on his pure white robe, as if gilding him with a layer of gold.

"Your Majesty, here are the data and reports for this mission."

Clarice respectfully placed the mission report on Ye Feng's desk.

"In addition, Victor von Doom also returned to the Sanctuary with us and is currently waiting for your summons outside the gate."

After the report was finished, Clarice stood quietly to the side, waiting for instructions.

Ye Feng turned and walked to his desk, picking up the report to read it carefully. When he saw that a dark dimension was suppressed beneath Kunlun, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Um?"

He uttered a soft question, and memories of the Soul-Eating Beast immediately surfaced in his mind.

As the greatest secret of Tarot and the monster that destroyed Tarot civilization, the Soul Eater has always been sealed behind a dimensional gate made of dragon scales.

However, even in its sealed state, its strength was so great that it could still bewitch Xu Wenwu across a great distance, making him use the ten rings to help it escape.

The Soul-Devouring Beast's strength reached the sub-Celestial Father level, and it was even a strong sub-Celestial Father level.

Even when it has just escaped its confinement and has not received any soul replenishment, it can still suppress the Tarot Dragon; and after receiving soul replenishment, it can even easily absorb the Dragon's soul.

If it weren't for the help of the ten rings, Tarot would have been completely wiped out in that battle.

The Soul-Devouring Beast's success and failure can both be attributed to its perfect score.

However, this also proves one thing: there really is an unclaimed dimension beneath Kunlun, and its strength is not low.

Even Wu Fengji, the legendary goddess of Kunlun who inherited the power of the dragon, reached the limit of Qi, and defeated and merged with the power of the phoenix, could not completely eliminate the threat from that dimension.

"A dimension without an owner?"

Ye Feng unconsciously tapped his fingers, lost in thought.

Whether it's Kunlun, Tarot, or the dark dimension beneath Kunlun, they are all essentially pocket dimensions on Earth.

If he can solve this problem, he might actually become a dimensional lord.

However, this is not his main target right now.

"Looks like I'll have to go check out the tarot."

Ye Feng muttered to himself, feeling that he might have underestimated the upper limit of Qi as a power. Perhaps Qi could complement the microcosm.

He suddenly remembered a story from a parallel universe where Hela, after being exiled by Odin, came to the Tarot and successfully cultivated her Qi, purifying her murderous aura and achieving the ultimate evolution of her death goddess status, transforming from the goddess of death into the goddess of dawn, and even defeating Odin at that time.

This is definitely at the peak of the Heavenly Father level.

Even if Hela's own divine power played a part, the sheer power of her aura cannot be denied. If Hela were truly that powerful, how could she have been sealed away by Odin for thousands of years?

Ye Feng felt that the final piece of his extraordinary order construction plan was about to be completed.

Qi is a gentle and smooth force that can unlock the potential of the human body. If we can truly achieve a peaceful transition with the power of the microcosm, then the creation of an extraordinary society will be within reach.

"Bring Victor in."

Ye Feng put down the documents in his hand. He had already learned quite a bit about Kunlun and Tarot through the documents and the secrets he knew.

What he cares about more now is Doom.

Both Doom and Reed are rare geniuses. Many of the advanced technologies in the Marvel Universe originated from these two.

He had a nascent idea that needed Doom's help to realize.

Outside the door, Doom, who had been summoned by Ye Feng, took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, and slowly walked towards the office.

The moment he stepped into the room, a strange sense of peace suddenly enveloped him. His past anxieties seemed to be healed at that moment, and the turmoil in his heart gradually subsided.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Doom."

Ye Feng smiled slightly, his gaze gentle.

The Doom before him was still very green, far from the cunning and ruthlessness of the later Doctor Doom.

This also means that Doom is currently easier to guide and win over.

"Nice to meet you, Your Holiness the Pope."

Doom responded calmly, maintaining basic manners despite his nervousness.