"You want me to kill someone who commands strange creatures? My price is very high."
Kaecilius, with several of his followers, looked down at the Vampires before him with disdain.
It was quite a disdainful look, indeed. Those dark circles under his eyes, those who knew, understood that they were the price of using Black Magic. Those who didn't know might think these Black Magic Users were all hardcore grinders, having stayed up for days and nights on end.
In fact, Kaecilius really hadn't slept in a very long time. Being a "Sleepless One" was just one of the insignificant prices to pay for using magic.
Others included offering one's spirit, body, lifespan, etc., to the various deities who granted him magic. This was the price of using magic—borrowing money required repayment.
Under this gaze, some weaker Vampires subconsciously averted their eyes, but a few of noble birth tried their best to meet his gaze.
"We really don't know where we offended him, but he has already destroyed seven of our strongholds in just two days! Hundreds of us have died or gone missing!" said a Vampire Elder in noble attire.
"Be confident, missing means dead. The lucky ones become food for that human, the unlucky ones become hosts for Xenomorphs."
Kaecilius was a meticulous man. Although he looked down on Vampires, since he had chosen to take the job, he had some understanding of Duval.
"I will send a Black Magic User to kill him," Kaecilius said.
"One? We would prefer that you take action personally." The Vampires present frowned.
"Foolish, my main target is Kamar-Taj, I will not waste a large amount of power on a small character!" Kaecilius shook his head, his elegant ponytail swinging back and forth, attracting a lot of attention.
At least the Vampires present couldn't help but take a few more glances.
"But, he is not a small character..."
"In my eyes, he is just a small character. You bats in the sewers have never witnessed a truly great existence. Even my teacher—the Sorcerer Supreme—needs to borrow the power of that one!"
Kaecilius sneered as he looked at the Vampires present: "Even you were born because of that one. Without Black Magic, where would you Vampires come from?"
The Vampires showed confused expressions.
But Kaecilius had learned from Dormammu that Vampires originated from Black Magic.
And Dormammu was the deity who controlled Black Magic. Kaecilius naturally believed that Vampires were just inferior products accidentally created by the great Dormammu, not worth mentioning.
Another Elder was very dissatisfied and whispered, "We shouldn't have looked for these Black Magic Users! Spending money to deal with Duval, it doesn't seem reliable at all. We might as well have looked for the Blood Baron..."
But he was quickly reprimanded: "Silence! Our Blood Clan has its own situation!"
...
Suddenly, a sound of breaking glass, Blade stormed in, followed by a large number of Xenomorphs.
"Looks like we had the same idea, both targeting this place, but it seems the Vampire you're looking for isn't here."
Duval's voice came over.
Blade drew his twin blades and said, "My goal is different from yours. I don't leave anyone alive. Even if they are human, as long as they stand on the side of the Vampires, they must die."
As Blade said this, his red eyes under his sunglasses looked directly at Kaecilius.
Kaecilius's lips curled into a mocking smile, and he shifted his gaze to Duval, who was surrounded by several strong Xenomorphs.
"Those dark circles, a Black Magic User? Didn't expect an unexpected gain, but for Vampires to collude with you, it successfully lowered your standards." Duval said.
Black Magic Users were too easy to identify. Only these followers of Dormammu on Earth had this appearance.
"Hmph, I think so too. It seems we at least agree on one thing: Vampires are the most suitable material to be consumed."
Kaecilius grinned and used Black Magic. A large amount of black mist spread out, enveloping the people present. The Vampires who came into contact with it first were instantly swallowed.
After a scream, their bodies turned into countless black particles, gathering like water, as if flowing into an unknown realm, and finally disappeared.
Kaecilius's expression showed a subtle improvement.
"Kaecilius!! What are you doing? We are allies!" A Vampire Elder shouted.
"Allies? Are you defective products worthy of being my allies? Don't you really think I'm greedy for your money? You are only worthy of becoming sacrifices for me to please Lord Dormammu!"
Vampires wanted to kill Duval, but Kaecilius was different. He wanted to kill them all.
Everyone on the entire Earth would belong to the great Dormammu.
"This guy is crazy, attack." Duval said.
Blade didn't say a word, and slashed at Kaecilius with his blades.
Duval, however, knew how troublesome the space magic of the Kamar-Taj lineage was. The golden portals could not only be used for teleportation but also for "severing" by closing them instantly.
Therefore, Duval initially addressed the other Black Magic Users present.
Whoosh! A Xenomorph with a peculiar appearance and several fleshy tendrils on its body quietly approached a magician, but the latter was already prepared.
"Lowly creature, let me show you the power of a professional magician!"
The Black Magic User sneered on the spot, flicked his sleeve, accurately grabbed the stick that slid down, and rushed towards the Xenomorph with nimble steps.
"This weapon of mine is made of Vibranium, and it's not afraid of your blood!"
Good, this one is a rare Black Magic User who hasn't had his brain scooped out by Dormammu. He knows to use Vibranium to forge weapons to resist the most troublesome Strong Acid blood on the Xenomorph's body.
But this brain doesn't seem to have much in it.
Duval's expression changed slightly. Although he had long been mentally prepared for the fighting style of this group of magicians, he still found it a bit difficult to watch when he saw it with his own eyes.
Their defense is not much stronger than that of ordinary people, but they prefer to engage in melee combat with knives and sticks against the enemy, especially against Xenomorphs, which are combat weapons best at close combat.
This inevitably brings to mind Doctor Strange, who, whenever he takes action, crazily throws out all kinds of powerful magic as if it were free, such as the Crimson Bands of Cyttorak, the Sword of the Vishanti, and the Hoary Hosts of Hoggoth.
Look at this luxurious magic team: Cyttorak, Vishanti, and Hoggoth are all gods of multiversal status. Any spell Doctor Strange casts borrows power from a group of multiverse-level gods.
It is worth mentioning that Hoggoth is one of the Trinity of Vishanti.
I always feel that the local magicians are a bit different from what I imagined. Are they worried about owing too much debt and not being able to repay it? Your master is really not a generous guy.
If magic isn't enough, use fists.
Duval thought about it and still felt that these guys were too poor—or rather, Dormammu had become poor, so they couldn't use magic casually. Moreover, the cost of using black magic is much higher than that of white magic.
They can't compare to Doctor Strange, who has Kamar-Taj backing him. It's no wonder these people are beaten to death by Doctor Strange in the end.
"Hmph, you understand magic too?" Kaecilius raised his hand and used the Raggadorr Rings, a golden disc appearing on his palm, easily cutting an attacking Drone Xenomorph in half.
Faced with the splashing Strong Acid blood, Kaecilius raised his other hand and summoned a small portal in front of him, teleporting all the blood away.
"If I want to, I can throw you into the seabed in an instant." Kaecilius was very confident.
He thought Duval was coming for him, but Duval knew that he could hardly kill this guy who was extremely good at escaping. From the beginning, he had been targeting other Black Magic Users.
In the midst of the chaotic battle, a melee mage who was addicted to close combat had already been pounced on by a Xenomorph and dragged to Duval in screams.
Duval skillfully picked up a Xenomorph egg from the back of the Xenomorph behind him and performed a face-hugging parasitism on the Black Magic User.
Duval wanted to verify a crucial matter and had deep expectations for it.
Sure enough, at the moment of successful parasitism, a powerful magical fluctuation surged from the Black Magic User's body, and black matter began to slowly spread out.
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