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"That's right."
Karl was very satisfied with the Son of Hell's reaction and continued, "In other words, Marduk Kurios plans to use this human Black Wizard to assassinate the Heaven's envoy, and then make him the scapegoat for the entire incident."
"This way, it will automatically trigger the Truce Agreement's 'insurance mechanism,' causing the Heaven Faction, unaware of the truth, to permanently close the portal on Earth.
And by using Necrodamus's human identity, the Heaven Faction will have no reason to launch a full-scale war against the Hell Dimension... it's killing two birds with one stone!"
At this point, Karl looked meaningfully at the Son of Hell, whose face had already turned pale, "I suppose you can guess the rest without me saying it, can't you?"
Daimon Hellstorm nodded weakly, his expression extremely complex, "Once Heaven officially closes the portal, Marduk Kurios will undoubtedly be eager to send his demon army to invade Earth, completely turning it into a living hell, thereby gaining more souls and power..."
"Then he will use the high-quality souls harvested from the mortal realm to create more powerful Greater Demons, which will help him annex other Hell Dimensions and become the true King of Hell!"
At the end, the Son of Hell looked at Karl with firm eyes and continued sincerely, "Mr. Merks, we must stop his evil deeds. I will never allow such a thing to happen..."
"That's why I just said the plan has changed." Karl's face showed a confident expression, but then he suddenly changed the subject.
"However, the details of the next plan are only privy to internal employees of our Hyperspace Group."
"So... Daimon Hellstorm, I can give you a chance now. Do you want to join our Hyperspace Group?"
"Ah, this?!"
Daimon Hellstorm's brain seemed to not yet catch up with Karl's wild, unconstrained thinking. He was stunned for a moment before coming back to his senses.
Without any hesitation, he respectfully said, "Mr. Merks, as long as you don't mind my sister and I being half-demons... I am willing to join the Hyperspace Group."
Although Daimon Hellstorm had only been in contact with Karl and his two companions for less than a week.
But along the way, the powerful strength displayed by the other party left a very deep impression on him.
Especially when he learned that Karl's true identity was actually a Dimensional God, the long-dormant fire of revenge in Daimon Hellstorm's heart slowly rekindled.
He understood that without external help, with his own strength alone, he probably would never be able to take revenge on his father, the Hell Lord, in this lifetime.
So... the answer was obvious!
"Not bad, a very wise choice."
Karl's face immediately broke into a benevolent smile, like that of a capitalist.
He had gained another smart and capable worker!
Karl didn't even worry about whether the other party was merely being obsequious on the surface while harboring ulterior motives.
Because ever since he had raised the Dimension Strength of the Hyperspace to Lv5, through the crack torn in the dimensional barrier, he had gradually recovered a small portion of the Dimension Master's authority.
This included the Power of Contracts!
Simply put, Karl could now establish soul contracts with others through various forms.
Whether it was a verbal agreement or a written contract, as long as the other party willingly agreed, their soul would automatically return to the Hyperspace after death... Uh, why does that sound a bit like Mephisto's usual trick?
So whether it was Logan Howlett or Daimon Hellstorm.
The moment they agreed to join the Hyperspace Group, Karl's soul contract was already branded upon them.
Even Professor X, who was successfully resurrected by the Revival Potion, was no exception.
If anyone dared to betray Karl, he wouldn't mind sending them directly to the Hyperspace for transformation and continued overtime.
In short, one sentence: live as a person of the Hyperspace, die as a soul of the Hyperspace!
"Although now is not the time for a full-scale war with Marduk Kurios, we can fully utilize this crisis to crush his invasion plan for Earth, while also severely crippling his forces and teaching him a lesson..."
Then, Karl briefly explained his plan, which made Daimon Hellstorm's heart pound.
No, what about stopping the crisis?
How does this plan sound like it's going to "make the crisis bigger and stronger"?
Frank, however, was already used to this.
Anyway, he did whatever Karl told him to do, and killed whoever Karl told him to kill, with a look of eagerness on his face.
Logan Howlett also seemed to be gradually adapting to these increasingly fantastical and outrageous missions.
"However, for this plan to successfully complete its loop, it still lacks a crucial final link..."
Finally, Karl turned his gaze back to the Son of Hell and said calmly,
"One of you and your sister must voluntarily go to Marduk Kurios's side to help me determine the location of the Flame Legion's appearance in advance. This way, we can set up an ambush and catch them off guard!"
"I..."
Daimon Hellstorm's face showed a complex expression. Although he really wanted to take on this dangerous task.
But considering the terrible... no, hostile relationship between him and his father Marduk Kurios, he obviously couldn't gain the other party's trust in a short time.
So, it was clear that his somewhat crazy sister, Satana Hellstrom, was the most suitable candidate.
But the problem was, he couldn't be sure if she would cause any trouble during the mission.
If she messed up their new boss's plan midway, the fate of both siblings probably wouldn't be very good!
Daimon Hellstorm said with a troubled expression,
"Mr. Merks... ah no, Boss, I'm not quite sure if I can persuade Satana to help you complete this mission. After all, her personality is a bit rebellious and eccentric, and she was also deeply swayed by my father before."
Who would have thought, Karl seemed confident about this, "It's okay, I believe she will agree."
Just then, from the ground behind them, there was a sudden burst of violent coughing and gasping for air, like someone who had been rescued from drowning.
Ragnar, the dwarf blacksmith whose heart had been pierced by Razan's battle-axe earlier, had miraculously come back to life.
"Wh-what's going on? Didn't that damned bitch kill me just now?"
Ragnar pushed himself up with his hands, struggling to sit up.
But when he saw the scene in front of him, he was first stunned, then roared at Necrodamus with bloodshot eyes,
"You damned Black Wizard, you played a trick on me! I must have been blind back then to cooperate with trash like you."
"Watch me smash your dog head, and then turn all your bones into a toilet, forever soaking in my piss and shit..."
As he spoke, the short-tempered dwarf blacksmith took a staggering step, swinging his huge Iron Fist towards Necrodamus.
Swish swish--
With two flashes of cold light, Frank's figure, like a ghost, was already standing on the dwarf blacksmith's mountain-like back, and the machete wrapped in red flames in his hand was resting on the other's neck.
If Ragnar made any move, his head would be separated from his body immediately.
And Logan Howlett also reacted immediately, his sharp Adamantium Claws directly pressed against Ragnar's chest.
If the other party dared to move forward another centimeter, his heart would be directly pierced.
Feeling the breath of death, Ragnar's movements instantly stiffened, his fist stopping just a dozen centimeters away from Necrodamus's head.
"Move again, and I'll kill you."
Frank and Logan Howlett both showed a chillingly dangerous smile on their faces.
It was clear they weren't joking.
"The dwarf blacksmith of Nidavellir, his craftsmanship is indeed well-deserved."
Karl took the cursed crossbow bolt from Necrodamus's hand.
He first carefully examined the Rune engraved on it, and then looked at the bewildered Ragnar, not hesitating to praise him,
"To be able to forge such an exquisite weapon in such a short time, it's clear... your forging skills are superb."
"If I ask you to further upgrade its functionality without damaging the curse power inside this crossbow bolt..."
"For example, controlling it with Mind Power or specific whistles to resonate with the power inside the crossbow bolt, then commanding it to attack or stop... Can you do such a modification?"
Apparently, Karl was reminded of the Whistle Arrow used by Yondu, the leader of a branch of the Cosmic Raiders—Star-Lord's adoptive father—which could change its attack direction with a whistle.
It was precisely because of this miraculous function that the Whistle Arrow was voted one of the "Top Ten Marvel Artifacts" by many netizens.
Given that Runes could give Thor's "Meow-Meow Hammer" magical powers like a "cross-dimensional GPS auto-navigation system."
So Karl felt that making the Archangel Killer into a weapon like the Whistle Arrow shouldn't be too difficult... right?
If it really succeeded, wouldn't it be a proper assassination tool?
By then, all angelic beings would tremble at the mention of the Archangel Killer's name!
"This... Although I haven't experimented with it, given the immense power contained in these sin silver coins, it should theoretically be possible."
Although Ragnar was short-tempered, he was not a brainless fool.
Although he temporarily didn't know how he had died and been resurrected, it was clearly related to these people... no, most likely to the man who was currently questioning him.
And his life was currently in the other party's hands.
In addition, through observation, he had already discovered the abnormality on Necrodamus, so he decisively gave up resistance and answered truthfully,
"As long as the fire temperature is sufficient, I can even change the shape of this weapon at any time according to your requirements."
"It's just... this forbidden weapon crafted from 'sin silver' is currently my greatest work. If it's so easily destroyed before it can even exert its power, wouldn't all my previous efforts go to waste?!"
Previously, Necrodamus, with the intention of dragging Ragnar into the mess, had already informed the dwarf blacksmith of his plan to assassinate the Seraph.
So at this moment, he obviously misunderstood, thinking that Karl wanted him to destroy this "cursed crossbow bolt" to disrupt the other party's plan.
"No, no, no, you guessed wrong. Not only do I not intend to destroy it now, but I want it to shine brightly!"
Karl said approvingly, "I appreciate your achievements in the art of forging, which is why I specifically ordered you to be resurrected..."
"There are two paths before you now: one is to join my Hyperspace Group, forge divine weapons for my battle group that will make any enemy tremble, and then become famous throughout the Universe with them;"
"The second is to return this life to me, and die here, useless and nameless, like a failure!"
Does that even need thinking?
I really want to improve!
"Sir, thank you for saving my life."
Ragnar slowly lowered his massive body, knelt on one knee, clenching his right fist and placing it over his heart, and said with utmost solemnity,
"Although I was expelled from Nidavellir, we dwarves have always valued gratitude the most."
"Since you saved my life, then for the rest of my days, I am willing to follow you and forge forbidden weapons capable of leveling an entire World..."
soul contract achieved!
Karl nodded in satisfaction; today's harvest was quite abundant.
"Here, take this."
Karl then threw the oval Vibranium raw stone to the other party. Ragnar clutched it tightly in his hand, unable to put it down, and kept thanking him, "Thank you for the gift, sir."
"Don't worry, from now on, there will be as many rare metals like this as you want!"
After dealing with the matters at hand, Karl first used his Mind Power to transmit the image of Satana Hellstorm's confinement location to Wanda's brain.
The reason he did this was because using the Sling Ring for Space teleportation required two necessary conditions to be met simultaneously for it to be "safe and efficient."
Firstly, the user must possess stable and powerful mental strength.
Secondly, the user must "know" their destination in advance.
The clearer the understanding, the more accurate the teleportation.
Otherwise, the opened portal would have a significant deviation, and might even lead to other parallel Universes or Dimension spaces.
This was also the fundamental reason why Karl had not asked Wanda to help him find the Power Stone.
Because even he didn't know where Morag, the Planet where the Cosmic Orb... which is the Power Stone, was located.
However, Karl was not anxious about this, because it wouldn't be long before Director Thanos of the Universe Family Planning Office would personally deliver the Power Stone to him.
And currently, Karl already possessed two infinity stones.
Compared to the Power Stone, what he currently desired more urgently was actually the Space Stone!
Because he wanted to conduct an experiment...