Superman

The Witch Heart Demon is the most popular among the many contestants in the Supreme Mage Competition, ranking first.

This is not a false conclusion drawn out of thin air, but accurate data obtained by comprehensive consideration of the market forecast and winning rate assessment released by Gao Tianzun.

The latter is a well-known elder of the universe and the ultimate dog gambler. He has a ruthless vision in this regard and rarely makes mistakes.

"The Witch Heart Demon has a powerful trump card, and coupled with his identity as the son of hell, this is a sure bet."

"I wonder what kind of trump card Mephisto gave him?"

"If a devil becomes the Supreme Mage, it will make Kama Taj a joke."

"There is no doubt about Emperor Weishan's decision. Haha, people are really looking forward to the result."

"..."

Less than half an hour into the second game, the first encounter broke out, which completely whetted the audience's appetite.

A popular player versus an unheralded newcomer.

Very programmatic.

At this moment, many spectators had only one thought in their hearts.

Fight! Fight!

Rocket Raccoon stared at the live broadcast, thinking that the young devil who looked like a pretty boy would be able to withstand a punch if he met Superman.

It had seen how Luke pushed Thanos, who was wearing the Infinity Gauntlet, to the ground and rubbed him repeatedly.

When the time comes, I'm afraid that with one punch, everyone will be dead.

Hoo ho! Ho ho ho!

In the lower level of hell, the evil spirit demon standing on the desolate land spreads his hands.

The pale wind lingered around the body, condensing into a translucent illusory shape.

A wretched man wearing a fur coat, who looked like he had insufficient kidney energy, appeared behind the Witch Heart Demon like a substitute messenger.

Wind Demon, Abigail.

“Isn’t this guy hot?”

When Strange saw the wind demon emerging with the howling wind, he couldn't help but admire him.

To be able to wear mink fur in such a hot and dry environment in the hell world is really a tough guy.

Cytorak's Crimson Chain!

Seeing the evil spirit calling for help, Strange didn't waste any words.

Holding a strong shield with one hand, he threw out several scarlet chains with the other hand.

Wow!

The rich light invaded the space and scattered the form of the wind demon, but it did not cause any real damage.

"Stupid mage, the wind will not be caught!"

Feng Mo laughed wildly.

The translucent figure rotated at high speed, rolling up large amounts of sand and dust.

In an instant, a terrifying tornado rose from the ground.

The ground seemed to be shaken, making a loud rumbling sound.

The terrifying momentum of a natural disaster almost makes people hold their breath.

The wind of Watum!

As a walking encyclopedia, Strange cast spells with one hand and responded quickly.

The surging magic power formed into a sharp cone and exploded suddenly.

Directly scatter the giant tornado incarnated by the wind demon and collapse.

This is a high-level spell specifically designed to deal with severe weather disasters.

"However, wind is an air current and can be disrupted."

Strange said calmly.

Even though he is young, he has not been in Karma Taj long enough.

But there are always some fantastic ideas when it comes to dealing with battles.

However, just because the Feng Demon's first wave of attacks was blocked does not mean that Strange won.

Under his feet, the floating dust and gravel quickly condensed and turned into a bald man.

Earth Demon, Gray Hill.

The bald man caught Strange by surprise and punched Strange's steel armor.

Boom!

The latter was like a cannonball, which was shot away unexpectedly.

"Witch Heart Demon, let me crush this tin can!"

Old Demon said in a rough voice.

"Don't worry, just play with him for a while."

The Witch Heart Demon waved his hand and showed what he thought was an elegant smile.

Beside him, a long-haired man who was all wet appeared at some point.

Water Demon, Valo.

These are all the contractors of the Witch Heart Demon, the three major devils in hell.

Each guy controls the characteristics and power of a single element.

Wind Demon can control airflow and is immune to physical damage.

The earth's magic power is infinite and can become huge at any time.

The water demon appears and appears as a ghost and possesses an immortal body.

Being able to drive these three demons, the Witch Heart Demon believes that those mages cannot be his opponents.

"I want to taste the fear of this mage first, and then eat his soul while admiring the despair on his face."

The corners of the Witch Heart Demon's mouth grinned, showing ferocious sharp teeth.

His true appearance is hidden under this young skin.

"By the way, Master Strange, where is your contractor? He didn't abandon you and ran away, right?"

Wu Xin Mo walked up to the opponent without haste, and the demon resisted armor was hit with a shallow mark by the demon. The powerful force shook the guy inside to pieces.

He raised his foot and stepped on Strange, who had not yet stood up, but heard a joking voice above his head——

"Are you looking for me?"

The Witch Heart Demon subconsciously raised his head and saw a tall figure with his arms folded across his chest.

"Stephen, I've said it before, when you can win without hesitation, don't think about relying on your own efforts."

Luke looked down at the young devil and chuckled: "If you had let me take action earlier, you wouldn't have to be stepped on by these guys."

When he sensed that there were combatants approaching, Strange demanded strongly and wanted to deal with it himself.

Perhaps, the victory in the first game and the increasingly thinning hair gave him great confidence.

So, Luke stayed aside quietly and witnessed the whole scene of the latter being beaten.

"They're two against one."

Strange was indignant, and he was confident that he would fight for a while against any devil.

Who would have known that this group of devils had no sense of moral integrity, so they came together and even carried out a sneak attack.

"Do you think this is a fair duel between cowboys in the West, where each takes ten steps and then draws a gun and shoots at each other? There are no such rules between wizards and devils."

Luke mocked unabashedly, saying it was time for him to teach Strange a lesson.

If the devil has moral integrity, can he still be a devil?

It can be seen that this new mage, who has not successfully graduated from Karma Taj, does not have a clear understanding of the cruelty of the magical world.

"Then take a closer look and see what a real mage is."

Luke landed with a crash, sweeping up a circle of dust.

Then, his eyes were fixed on the bald man.

That is, the old demon, Gray Hill.

"You punched him, I have to give him back."

Luke said calmly.

Then, under the shocked gaze of the Witch Heart Demon, he clenched his right hand into a fist and swung it straight out.

The terrifying force is like a solid cannonball, creating circles of air waves.

Time seemed to slow down, and in the eyes of the bald man, Luke's movements were like frame-by-frame stop-motion animation.

Although I can see it so clearly, I can't dodge it, as if my mind is frozen.

Boom!

The bald man was first beaten to pieces, and then he felt the huge momentum like a landslide and tsunami.

"Fists can't kill me..."

A feeling of fear arose in Old Demon's heart, but it was quickly suppressed.

As long as he steps on the earth and is surrounded by dirt and dust, he will not die completely.

This is the characteristic of a semi-elemental devil!

But before the bald man could finish speaking, his body that turned into gravel continued to be crushed into powder by the violent force.

Substances that are visible to the naked eye and become smaller.

"Show mercy!"

Feeling that death was approaching, the demon cried out in his heart.

"Sorry, not for you."

Luke couldn't help but shook his head in refusal.

Boom! Boom!

Amidst the constant vibrations, the existence of the old demon was instantly erased.

Along with it, there is a large area of ​​land around it and the black mountain peaks stretching behind it.

They all disappeared and turned into nothing, leaving only a straight and huge... passage.

"Is this a mage?"

Hiding in the armor, Strange's throat rolled as he witnessed this scene. Is the high-level mage's fist so terrifying?