Lord of Cinder in American Comics

After observing Kaecilius's past using the power of the Time Stone, Constantine simply sighed.

Kaecilius was a pitiful man. After his wife and daughter died, he desperately searched for any way to see them again. The Ancient One gave him hope by teaching him magic, but later she erased that hope.

Now that the Ancient One has given up, the lightning bolt has come into his hands.

"You need to understand that the dead cannot be brought back to life; that's the rule!"

Constantine's words sent a chill down Casillas's spine. Everyone knew of his long-cherished wish and his continuous efforts, but when Constantine said them, they became a warning.

"I...I know."

Casillas's voice trembled slightly. Even the Dragon Academy couldn't give him this result—not even magic from the soul, nor spells that gave birth to life?

"The soul's destination is either hell or the dimension of faith; this is determined by the rules, and no one can change it arbitrarily!"

Casillas pondered Constantine's words. These were all common knowledge. What did Constantine mean by saying them?

Constantine tossed a black gem to Casillas, who examined it closely. The deep black gem, resembling an eye, made him realize what it was—a black eye gem capable of traversing fixed dimensions.

Constantine finally lit his cigarette, took a deep drag, and said, "We will be establishing an outpost in Uzkagokden, and we will need mages to take turns on duty here..."

Suppressing his excitement, Casillas said, "I understand, I understand everything!"

This is the opportunity Constantine is giving him. With this black eye gem, he can reach Hell and see his deceased wife and daughters!

"Remember, this is a rotation system, don't get too caught up in it."

After giving a warning, Constantine shook his head and left, noticing Casillas's slightly fanatical gaze.

Now that Kaecilius has the chance to reunite with his wife and daughters, the probability of summoning Dormammu has decreased slightly. As for the temptation of Hell? After today, it's uncertain whether Mephisto will still be the Lord of Hell.

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Chapter 387: Repaying a Favor

Hill looked at the chaotic environment with a bit of a headache. The Dragon Academy apprentices' picnic-like attitude made her more worried about the upcoming battle.

Then Constantine found Geralt, and I thought the two big shots would discuss some plans or details about the battle.

As a result, the two sat on chairs that Constantine had magically created, one smoking and the other drinking, without disturbing each other and occasionally exchanging items.

Seeing these two unruly guys, Hill couldn't help but wonder what it would be like if Ash joined them!

Perhaps... I could move a deck chair over there and sleep?

Hill thought about it more and more and it seemed very possible, after all, that person's skill in slacking off had spread all over the world.

Hill let out a long sigh, calming his unpleasant fantasies, and comforted himself, 'At least the laziest person is tied up with something, like a meeting or something?'

Suddenly, Geralt and Constantine stood up at the same time, instantly silencing the noisy surroundings.

Constantine nodded to Geralt, then reached out and opened a huge portal. On the other side of the portal was the already destroyed Farron Fortress.

The silent Farron Undead Legion, just as they had done when they first appeared, carried the altar containing the cups and walked step by step.

Seeing these undead soldiers calmed Hill down a little.

However, to Hill's astonishment, the undead left after putting down their things!

'They're not participating in the fight? What kind of insurance is Geralt talking about?'

Hill didn't get an answer; Constantine's portal opened again.

After passing through the portal, you will find yourself on a high mountain, and at the foot of the mountain, on a small plain, lies Uzkagokden.

At this moment, the once dilapidated temple in Uzkagokden is welcoming wave after wave of guests, with luxury cars and armed forces arriving one after another.

These are all followers of Mephisto, summoned by their own master, and they arrive faster than one another.

In order to get more support from Mephisto, they ignored the most basic defenses and just wanted to show Mephisto the largest number of people.

Hill looked down at the crowd coming and going; he only needed to call in an airstrike to wipe out the vast majority of Hellhounds.

Hill prepared to call for assistance from surrounding troops, but instead saw Constantine's mocking smile.

Geralt walked over, pressed the communication device in her hand, and said, "Don't even think about it. Mephisto has been operating here for years. If you send out the message, someone will throw bombs at our heads. Look at all those people down here. They are so reckless, they don't even bother with defenses, because they trust this place completely!"

Hill looked around and saw only Geralt and the Dragon Academy members. The fact that S.H.I.E.L.D. wasn't involved this time was telling.

Hill suddenly asked, "But why didn't you even bring Clint?"

Upon hearing that name, Geralt's expression suddenly changed, and he muttered, "Why would I bring that idiot along? He's all talk and no action, he's a real pain in the neck!"

Hill was somewhat taken aback. For an agent, an obedient subordinate like this was the ideal choice—someone who followed orders, didn't cross the line, and wouldn't cause unnecessary trouble. But with Geralt, this was seen as a sign of a lack of ambition.

"And what about Dutch, the new recruit you brought in?"

“I sent him to train Clint. My standard was that he had to be able to survive Dutch.”

Geralt grinned and made a cruel decision about Clint's future.

Hill recalled Geralt's high regard for Dutch, a formidable warrior who had been through countless battles more than twenty years ago, and now enhanced by Geralt. Such a figure seemed rather cruel and inhumane in the face of Clint.

While Hill was talking to Geralt, her gaze never left Constantine. She saw the mage open a small portal and throw over a fragment of a spiral sword.

The Spiral Sword fragment is not unfamiliar to S.H.I.E.L.D.; during the dimensional invasion incident, Ashe gave this fragment to Constantine as a thank-you gift.

Now that the fragment has reappeared, Hill believes that this will be a necessary condition for Ash to take action.

"A fragment of the Spiral Sword can get Ash to help me once, or grant me a reasonable request..."

Geralt explained to Hill, but this also raised a new question for Hill.

"So you and Constantine have this kind of thing too?"

Geralt shrugged and said helplessly, "Constantine's family is so powerful that, to be honest, it's incredibly difficult to make him owe me a favor. I still haven't seen his token."

However, for hunters, like the Farron Undead Legion, we share the Wolf Blood Sword Grass as a token.

Geralt took out a sword-like herb and handed it to Hill.

Hill examined the Wolf Blood Sword Grass but didn't find anything particularly special about it. However, she didn't return it to Geralt and kept it for herself.

Geralt didn't express his displeasure at Hill's little tricks, but simply explained, "The Wolf Blood Sword Grass is useless until it's stained with its owner's blood. Besides, for Farron Keep, every deployment means destruction... which is hardly a good thing."

Geralt's words carried a hint of sadness. Just as Hill was about to ask more, Geralt suddenly looked up and said, "You've come!"

A small portal opened above Uzkagokden, and a bolt of lightning fell from it.

The lightning merged into the sky, turning the entire sky into a sea of ​​lightning, and then fell.

At this moment, all that could be seen before everyone was the dazzling and scorching platinum light. The lightning instantly killed the demon cultists and even turned the original ruins into flat ground.

One strike was enough to eliminate the remnants, while the rest struggled desperately in the sea of ​​lightning.

Constantine formed hand seals and pushed forward, a strange wave of energy pressing down on the entire space.

Once the fluctuations subsided, Uzkagokden seemed to be trapped in a glass box, with constantly flashing reflections telling everyone that it was now isolated from the outside world.

Having witnessed Ash's battle with Constantine, Hill finally understood why Constantine, who was clearly on par with Ash, wanted to use that favor.

Ash's attacks deal immense damage to demonic enemies; only he can guarantee a one-hit kill. It truly shows that everyone has their own area of ​​expertise.

After Constantine finished doing all this, the cigarette in his mouth was almost completely burned out. He waved his hand to disperse the surrounding smoke, looked at the people in front of him, and once again made a strange hand gesture.

However, nothing happened at that moment, and Constantine even turned and left after doing all that.

Next, it's about these students and Geralt.

Geralt took the lead and charged out first. As he ran, he stomped the ground and roared. Everyone was enhanced by Geralt, and their physical abilities were greatly improved in all aspects.

Then, some students behind them exchanged glances, stepped forward, raised their staffs, and began casting spells in Geralt's direction of attack.

The light of Farron's swift arrows shone behind Geralt, and the battle at Farron Keep began in full force for the first time.

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Chapter 388: Geralt of Hell

The battles of Farron have always been characterized by swift spells combined with berserker warriors. They employ magic that prioritizes speed over power. This emphasis on practicality is a common feature of Undead Legion magic.

The famous Farron magic is also popular because it is easy to learn, and many people study it.

However, as time passed, by the time the ashes rebuilt Farron Keep, there were no more mages left.

But now, the Dragon Academy has trained a group of decent mages, allowing the battles of the Farron Undead Legion to be reenacted.

Geralt's charge sounded the battle horn, and he, carrying a great curved sword, was the first to enter the enemy ranks.

Wanda recalled the cooperative tactics Constantine had taught her: 'Shoot the Farron Arrows at the place where Geralt and the enemies are the most numerous.'

Seeing the rain of arrows, everyone stared at Wanda in disbelief, wondering if she had received some orders from Constantine to kill people.

However, under the azure sky filled with a rain of arrows, Geralt held his curved sword horizontally in front of him, then twisted his body slightly, using the momentum of returning to his original posture to spin around.

If this were a first-person shooter (FPS) game, Geralt's actions would definitely spark a lot of friendly exchanges with his buddies.

But now, what is being displayed before everyone is superb combat skills.

The spinning slash stirred up the surrounding air, the cleaved air swirling around Geralt. When the rain of arrows landed on Geralt, the unparalleled momentum was altered, flying towards the direction he chose, following Geralt's spin.

At this moment, Geralt really started spinning, and the rain of Farron arrows he guided struck each remaining enemy with incredible precision, as if he had a cheat code.

Those who were preparing to fight alongside Geralt slowly stopped in their tracks, staring blankly as the number of enemies gradually decreased, and began to doubt their purpose for coming.

If Geralt and a mage can deal damage together, they can take down almost all the enemies. So what's the point of having them?

Modu looked at the trainees who had stopped and said angrily, "Get moving! Do you think this is the only enemy force?"

He wanted to take care of these trainees, but looking at their dazed expressions on the battlefield, Mordo really couldn't figure out how to take care of these kids.

After Geralt finished clearing the area, the arcane mages gradually took over the main positions, surrounding the former site of the temple and carefully guarding against the approaching enemy.

The arcane mages conjured the Ring of Lagogador and the Shield of Seraphin in their hands; the magical shield, shimmering with orange-red light, was an essential spell for them in battle.

Since joining the Dragon Academy, the magical cost of mages has been rewritten. They can delve into soul magic to improve themselves and use their own power to condense spells.

However, debts owed in the past still need to be repaid, unless, like the Ancient One, the creditor is beaten three hundred times to force the creditor to release the debt voluntarily.

Fortunately, this payment method has been changed by Agamotto, the Ancient One's teacher, to a magical payment method that allows each person to repay the loan for 50 years.