Chapter 163: Forbidden Magic

"Lost, lost."

"I've lost so much."

Martin sat down on the ground, with only ten percent of his energy left, all he wanted now was to go home.

He was waiting for information to appear on his retina.

Suddenly, two dark shadows came towards him, sticking to his eyes.

Instantly, Martin could see nothing.

"What is this?"

He didn't see that what was now stuck to his eyes were two clumps of spider silk!

Martin reached out to remove the spider silk, but then two more strands shot out, sticking to his hands and pulling them back.

Martin's hands were immediately pulled behind his back.

Behind him, Gwen, wearing a Spider-Man mask, landed.

Gwen desperately tried to control Martin's hands, and at that moment, Norman Osborn came out on his hoverboard.

The hoverboard carried micro-missiles that fired in rapid succession.

One after another, they shot out, hitting Martin, causing fireballs to continuously explode at the bottom of the deep pit.

Amidst the rising orange flames, intense and scorching fire bloomed.

Such attacks were not enough to harm Martin, but they were sufficient to blow him away.

Martin fell to the ground, got up, and reached out to remove the spider silk from his eyes.

Looking at Gwen and Norman Osborn, he roared, "You little bugs, how dare you attack me!"

Though exhausted, Martin still shot 'laser eyes' at Norman Osborn.

Two deep red laser beams shot out, seemingly about to hit old Osborn, but suddenly they curved and headed towards Martin's own eyes.

Martin didn't know why his laser beams curved, and he quickly stopped firing. Thus, the two beams stopped just before hitting his eyes, leaving faint red traces in the air.

After using her 'thread manipulation' ability to distort Martin's 'laser eyes', Gwen charged at Martin again.

With a flick of her slender hand.

Snap.

The spider silk shooter flashed red, and a strand of spider silk immediately shot out. Under Gwen's control, its front end suddenly bloomed like a flower, spreading out to form a spider web.

The web covered Martin, sticking his limbs and body together.

Gwen circled around Martin, continuously shooting webs, like a mother spider capturing prey.

In a short while, Martin's entire body was tightly wrapped in spider silk, making it difficult for him to move.

At this moment, Norman Osborn lowered his hoverboard and extended sharp blades from both sides.

He spun the hoverboard, continuously cutting around Martin, but apart from cutting the spider silk on Martin, he couldn't even leave a single wound on this 'Homelander'.

"Get away!"

"You clowns!"

Martin erupted.

His eyes lit up, and 'laser eyes' shot out, tearing through the spider silk and sweeping towards Norman Osborn in mid-air.

At this moment, Gwen shot another strand of spider silk, sticking to Martin and pulling him.

Gwen's superhuman strength allowed her to easily pull the spider silk, spinning Martin around, and then she threw him upwards with force, sending Martin flying into the air.

In mid-air, a dull sound of breaking air was heard.

Soon, Martin saw Doomsday descending from the sky!

After the 'Ancient Shadow' stopped attaching, the black magic Martin had used naturally lost its effect.

This included the 'Mirror Dimension'.

When the mirror Doomsday disappeared, Doomsday re-locked onto Martin and jumped into the pit from the crater.

Thus, at this moment, it appeared before Martin.

Seeing this monster, Martin's face turned bitter.

Facing Doomsday, unless one had specific means like a Kryptonite spear.

Otherwise, one could only rely on some magic to control it.

But now, Martin had neither Kryptonite nor the ability to use even a single black magic spell.

And fighting Doomsday hand-to-hand was the worst strategy.

Especially since Martin's condition had hit rock bottom, he hadn't expected that after dealing with his 'brother' from another universe, there would still be so many 'tails'.

And Doomsday was undoubtedly the most troublesome one!

Bang!

Martin took a punch from Doomsday, solidly hitting the ground and bouncing up.

He roared, breaking free from the spider silk.

Doomsday had already pounced.

Grabbing Martin's head, it pressed it hard into the ground, embedding Martin's head into the earth.

Then Doomsday stepped on Martin, its eyes shooting flames, a thick stream of energy immediately blasted down.

Martin barely raised his hand to resist, then wrapped his legs around Doomsday's foot and twisted, bringing Doomsday down.

The energy stream swept away, carving a sparking trench on the ground and the distant mountain wall.

Martin quickly flew up, heading towards the sky, trying to create distance.

He knew Doomsday couldn't fly, so as long as he flew high enough, the monster couldn't reach him.

Then he could choose to leave or fight at his leisure.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he ascended, Gwen stuck him with spider silk, the girl shouted, pulling hard.

Martin immediately fell down.

Doomsday got up again, leaped, and punched hard.

Sending Martin flying.

Before Martin could stop, Norman Osborn was hot on his heels, the hoverboard's missiles and machine guns firing continuously.

Chasing Martin in mid-air, bombarding him relentlessly.

Martin, bombarded by the trio, felt like his body was about to fall apart.

After being blasted away by Doomsday again, Martin got up, quickly opened his inventory, and took out a scroll.

Unrolled the scroll.

The scroll spontaneously combusted.

Then a portal opened in front of Martin.

Martin immediately jumped in.

Doomsday pounced, reaching into the portal.

Grabbing Martin!

But then the portal closed.

Doomsday's arm was severed at the wrist.

In the ruined New York City.

The citizens who had evacuated earlier were gradually returning, in the ruins, in places they once lived.

Searching for things almost impossible to recover.

At a dock, a portal suddenly opened, and Martin jumped out.

Outside the portal was the underground pit.

Doomsday charged over.

One hand reached through the portal to grab Martin.

Fortunately, the portal closed at that moment.

Severing Doomsday's hand.

Martin lay directly on the ground, picked up the monster's hand, and threw it into the water.

He couldn't get up anymore.

Catching his breath.

Martin's head was pounding, wanting to leave this universe.

At that moment.

A soft 'bang' sounded beside him.

A bright red color rose at the corner of his eye.

Then in his vision appeared the blond, blue-eyed A-Train, and A-Train's hand holding a white light ball pressing down.

Inside the white light ball, countless symbols and numbers flickered.

It contained a vast amount of information.

This was 'Knowledge Projection'.

A-Train compressed a large amount of information he possessed into an 'information sphere', then pressed it into Martin's brain.

Martin didn't even have time to think about why A-Train wasn't dead yet, how he appeared here.

His brain was already occupied by the massive amount of information.

Originally exhausted, suddenly receiving so much information.

His eyes widened, his brain briefly lost reaction.

Seizing this opportunity.

A-Train's eyes lit up.

Then two golden flames shot out from the back of Martin's head!

Earlier at the containment base, when A-Train blew up the 'Magneto Helmet', he noticed Martin seemed particularly cautious about his eyes.

Even those insignificant fragments, he had to close his eyes to prevent them from splashing into his eyes.

And just now.

When Martin somehow annihilated his clone, even though Martin no longer had the 'Ancient Shadow' attached, out of caution, fearing Martin might still have some hidden cards, A-Train had Gwen and Norman Osborn cooperate with Doomsday to test this 'Homelander'.

At that time, Martin's 'laser eyes' were controlled by Gwen, who made the laser beams bend back and attack Martin's eyes.

Martin immediately stopped firing the beams.

These details were all noticed by A-Train.

Thus concluding.

Eyes must be Martin's weakness.

Without a bio-field, he couldn't protect his eyeballs.

So using 'Mind Transmission' to instantly approach Martin, he first used 'Knowledge Projection' to crash Martin's brain.

Making him enter a brief state of stupor, thus exposing his weakness.

Then swiftly executed a kill, turning this 'Homelander' from who knows which universe's eyes into two charred holes.

[Multiverse Invasion Event has ended.]

[You have successfully killed the invader.]

[Now proceeding with event evaluation and settlement.]

[Evaluation completed, details as follows.]

[1 You killed Martin Think from universe number 46962, 'Homelander', obtained 'Badge of Honor*48', 'Honor Store' unlocked!]

[2 You killed the invader in 'Iron Cage Bloodbath' mode, thus inheriting all of Martin Think's items, including 'Morph Gun'*1, Strong Healing Potion*3, Proficiency Essence*11, Multiverse Crystal*4, Rune 'Scout Technique'*1, 'Incomplete Darkhold (Artifact)'*1]

[3 You completed a multiverse invasion event, obtained 'Badge of Honor'*16]

[Honor Store unlocked.]

[Your Honor Store has updated with new items!]

After reading this information.

A-Train felt pleased.

This time, killing Martin Think, A-Train had it relatively easy.

However.

A-Train could kill his opponent so easily due to two major premises.

One was that Martin Think was weakened, A-Train acted before his second penalty item ended.

The second was that Martin Think couldn't use scouting abilities or item effects on A-Train.

These two major premises.

The first put Martin Think in an extremely unfavorable condition, the second prevented Martin from identifying the clone.

Especially the second.

If scouting abilities and item effects could function normally.

Martin just needed to cast a 'Scout Technique' on the clone to know it wasn't A-Train himself.

Thus wouldn't waste his trump card 'Shadow Dimension' on the clone.

At that time.

Who would win was still unknown.

Through this event.

A-Train roughly understood that in invasion events.

The invader side would receive certain penalties due to different confrontation modes.

'Iron Cage Bloodbath' this confrontation mode, probably belongs to a relatively cruel one.

Thus the winner could obtain all the loser's items.

Thinking of this.

A-Train immediately opened his inventory.

Other things aside.

But that artifact, that [Darkhold], made A-Train pay great attention.

Martin had already demonstrated the terrifying aspects of this artifact through his actions.

Immediately.

A dark and heavy book appeared in A-Train's hand.

This book seemed to condense the deepest darkness and most concentrated evil in the world.

So much so that black ooze and sparks appeared from the page seams.

A-Train's gaze fell on this book, and corresponding information appeared on his retina.

[Incomplete Darkhold: As its prefix suggests, this artifact is not complete. However, once you obtain it, your store will periodically offer many missing pages of the Darkhold, collecting those pages can gradually make this artifact complete.

The Darkhold records necromancy, darkness, chaos, and corruption types of magic. Currently, the Darkhold's magic only includes 'Death Servant', 'Create Abomination', 'Dark Prison', and 'Forbidden. Shadow of Chthon'.]

"So, this guy Martin, used 'Proficiency Essence' to buy missing pages of the Darkhold?"

A-Train smiled, this was the only explanation.

If not.

Martin Think wouldn't have even evolved a 'Bio-Field'.

A-Train opened the Darkhold, and as the book opened, dark flames silently rose, forming hateful, ferocious faces in the air.

Looking at the first page, it was filled with symbols and languages A-Train didn't recognize.

But at a glance, he understood their meaning.

This page recorded necromancy: Death Servant.

[Death Servant: Necromancy, can revive a corpse dead for no more than 24 hours, becoming a zombie under your control; if the corpse cannot be fully assembled, then it will appear as a flesh puppet.]

A-Train flipped through the few pages of magic.

Looking at each spell one by one.

[Create Abomination: Necromancy, you can create an abomination from a corpse to fight for you, abominations naturally hate all life except you. They will fight tirelessly, they can release corrosive poison mist, mental pollution. When injured, they can consume corpses to heal.]

[Dark Prison: Dark magic, you can create a dark prison to trap your opponent, in this prison, your opponent will be trapped in a dimension of eternal darkness. It is almost impossible to break from the inside, but can be dispelled by the magic of Vishanti.]

[Forbidden. Shadow of Chthon: Dark magic, Chthon is an ancient god, a fallen demon, the creator of the Darkhold. This spell can summon a shadow of it from beyond the endless dimensions to attach to you.

When the Shadow of Chthon attaches, you will share Chthon's endless magical knowledge. Any magic of necromancy, darkness, chaos, and corruption can be wielded effortlessly.

But summoning the Shadow of Chthon requires building an altar, offering a large amount of energy as a sacrifice to attract Chthon's attention.

Additionally, after the magic effect ends, the Shadow of Chthon will forcibly take a large amount of your energy and life force as a price.

This spell has a 'Resurrection' effect, if the caster dies before the Shadow of Chthon attaches, the Shadow will resurrect the caster upon attaching, but this effect can only be used once.

Finally, as a forbidden spell, after using 'Shadow of Chthon' three times, your soul will be forcibly taken by Chthon!]

After reading the introduction of this last forbidden spell, A-Train finally understood why Martin was so confident.

Indeed.

Under normal circumstances.

Martin could completely turn the tables with this spell.

Unfortunately.

He wasted this spell on the clone, it was just his bad luck.

A-Train closed the Darkhold and put it back into his inventory.

After the Darkhold disappeared, the dark and evil aura in the air also vanished.

A-Train kicked Martin's body into the water, then flew into the air, heading towards Hawaii.

The long day was finally over.

As the sun rose, Lin Aida stretched, waking up on a soft bed.

She fumbled out of bed, washed up, and then a knock came at the door.

"Coming."

Lin Aida opened the door and heard A-Train's voice.

"The weather's nice today, how about a walk on the beach?"

Having come to Hawaii, how could one not relax on the beach?

And just after a big battle, though A-Train hardly participated, controlling the clone to fight Martin had kept his nerves tense.

This was a good opportunity to relax.

Lin Aida, hearing about going to the beach, also got interested, then hesitated: "But I didn't bring a swimsuit."

"That's no problem."

A-Train was prepared, gestured, and a servant from the Osborn villa brought over a swimsuit.

So after breakfast.

A-Train and Lin Aida went to the beach.

It was morning, and still early, so the beach was almost empty.

Lin Aida wore a sky-blue one-piece swimsuit, quite conservative in style.

Wearing a sun hat, her hand on A-Train, walking on the soft sand, occasionally the sea water washed over her feet.

The girl would let out a few light exclamations and laughs.

A-Train looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, comfortably stretching.

Then with Lin Aida, they came to a set of beach chairs.

A-Train lay down on one, naturally a servant from Osborn applied sunscreen for him.

Though with his current physique, UV rays couldn't harm him, A-Train still enjoyed this service.

In the open garden of the Osborn villa.

Norman Osborn held a glass of red wine, standing by the carved railing, watching A-Train and Lin Aida on the distant beach.

At that moment, Gwen came over, handing a few sketches to old Osborn.

"Sir, could you make me a suit?"

Norman Osborn put down his wine glass, took the sketches.

They depicted a colored suit.

Mainly black and white, with purple added to the arms and some other areas.

And web-like stripe decorations on the suit.

Osborn nodded: "No problem, miss."

"Once it's made, I'll have it sent to you."

"Where should I send it?"

Gwen gave him an address and said: "I want to return to New York, could you book me a flight?"

Norman Osborn smiled: "That's too formal, miss."

"As comrades who fought together, my private jet is at your disposal."

Gwen didn't stand on ceremony: "Then I'll trouble you."

So old Osborn called the butler, had him take Gwen to the airport.

After seeing Gwen off, Norman Osborn received a phone call.

On the other end, there was a noticeable sound of water, then a man spoke.

"Sir, we've recovered the body."

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