Oftentimes, there were many things that had a truth hidden beneath the surface. Thus, many things were not as simple as they appeared. Thus, this taught us that whenever we looked at anything, we had to learn to grasp the truth from a higher level, to see the essence of it.
For example, while Saber and Strange were fighting to save the London Sanctum, in fact, in another part of London, a secret contest was also taking place.
The Port of London was one of the oldest ports in the world. It was noon, and people were coming and going. It was the busiest time of the day. In this season, there were at least a hundred ships docking at the port every day. People from all over the world gathered here.
This was a very lively place. It was also filled with a vitality that no other place in London possessed. Some people said that this city was like a glamorous old woman, still immersed in the glory of the past. This saying was not without reason.
"Ugh..."
A deep voice rang out from the warehouse in the deepest part of the harbor. It sounded like the moans of a person who had a full meal. It was a middle-aged man with a bare upper body. He stood in the dark warehouse. Beneath his feet, there were circles of dark earth, or ashes … the ashes produced when the three people's bodies were burned to the tiniest degree.
He lowered his head and looked at the ashes. A trace of disdain appeared on his face.
"Humans... weak existences."
He took a step forward. With his first step, he left a footprint that was over ten centimeters deep on the ground. He scratched his head and muttered to himself anxiously, "Look at this world.
It can't even withstand a thousandth of my power. I really don't know what's so good about this place. "
He retracted his power again and took a few steps forward like an ordinary person. The moment he stepped out of the black, complicated rune, the entire summoning formation shone with a dark red light. Then, it abruptly disappeared.
Obviously, this was not an ordinary person. He came from an extraterritorial land. And this warehouse itself was definitely not used to store goods like an ordinary warehouse. The great demon king Mephisto secretly built a "cross-border" bar at the border between the human world and hell. That was just one of the strongholds of these extraterritorial people. There were many other strongholds like this.
As an existence on the same level as Mephistos, this fellow's entrance was much more simple. However, summoning Mephistos only required one soul, while this fellow needed three to enter the real world. It seemed like he was even stronger than Mephistos.
However, the tragic experience of a great demon king was enough to make these important people vigilant. Although the Ancient One was seriously injured, it was not a problem to completely kill a demon king if he went all out.
Seeing that victory was at hand, no one wanted to fall in the dawn before the darkness. This was especially true for these honorable existences.
He walked to the edge of the warehouse. There was a set of simple clothes on the table. He picked it up, looked around, and nodded with satisfaction. It was the most popular style 50 years ago, and also his favorite clothing. Most importantly, it was still worn by people in this era, so it wouldn't be too conspicuous if he wore it outside.
After a while, the Great Demon King looked at his new appearance with satisfaction. Those servants of the human world had even thoughtfully prepared a staff that was very suitable for his status. It was made of the best wood and the best gems, and it was carved into the image of an angel with a pair of gray wings. This made him very happy.
"Maybe I should give those guys some rewards, seeing that they did a good job."
He walked out of the warehouse with his cane. The light in front of him made him squint for a moment, but he quickly recovered. To be honest, every time he basked in the sun, it would remind him of the past. It was not a good experience, but it was not bad either.
He glanced back in the direction of the London Sanctuary. The battle in the mirror space could not be hidden from him, and that was the destination of his trip. As long as he destroyed the London Sanctuary, he and the others would be able to enter and leave this world openly. That would be great.
He even whistled happily, which completely ruined his perfect demeanor, but he did not care. Even if the nobles were unrestrained, it would not damage their dignity. However, just as he turned a corner with his cane, he saw an uninvited guest.
It was a lady wearing a black dress. Her figure was perfect, and black stockings wrapped around her beautiful legs. Together with her high heels, she was simply pleasing to the eye. She wore a simple and elegant jacket, and in her hand was the latest Hermes handbag. On her head, she wore a black lady's hat. She looked like one of those office ladies in the most luxurious streets of London.
However, at this moment, she was standing at the exit of the dock with an impatient expression. She was holding a thin long lady's cigarette in her hand, seemingly waiting for someone. Behind her, a middle-aged man wearing an old-fashioned white suit with an imposing aura walked out of the warehouse with his cane. The lady turned around and threw the lady's cigarette to the side.
She stretched out her hand and brushed her black hair back. Her beautiful big eyes flashed, and her plump lips moved slightly.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Lucifer. Where are you going?"
Mr. Demon King … Lucifer, a trace of disgust flashed through his eyes. But, as a person of status, he only nodded coldly.
"Good afternoon, Diana. Long time no see."
His finger bounced a few times on the Gray-winged Angel's cane and continued, "I am going to deal with some personal matters. A beautiful lady like you wouldn't stop me, right?"
The beautiful lady opposite him curled her lips.
"It is always pleasant to meet an old friend. How about this, Mr. Lucifer, let me treat you to a cup of coffee. I know of a very famous coffee shop nearby. When I come to London for business, I like to go there and watch the scenery of the Port of London. This world is actually quite beautiful, isn't it?"
A trace of impatience flashed across Lucifer's face, but Diana's left hand moved slightly, and the shadow of a long sword appeared in her hand. She placed the sword that was in between reality and illusion horizontally in front of her body.
"The last person who fell under this sword was a true God. You wouldn't want to be the next one, would you?"
"God Slaying Sword …"
Lucifer looked at the sword with fear. He took a deep breath.
"Are you sure you want to do this? Diana, you have to understand that half of the blood flowing in your body does not belong to this mortal world. You were born to be one of us. If you have forgotten, then I will remind you again. Your family members all died in the hands of the Ancient One! "
"I have never seen them …"
The sword in Diana's hand disappeared. It was as if she had turned back into the charming lady from before. She whispered.
"In the era I was born, Mount Olympus had collapsed more than 700 years ago. And every time I read about what my ancestors did, I feel that the Sorcerer Supreme did not do anything wrong … They did not die in her hands. The collapse of Mount Olympus did not originate from the flames of war …"
The beautiful lady took out a small mirror from her bag. As she spoke, she touched up her makeup. Even if it was just a light makeup that was barely visible, it made her look even more lovable.
"The so-called Greek Gods are not even as wise as this mortal civilization. Maybe you are right, Lucifer. In terms of bloodline, I should be on your side. But unfortunately … I agree with this world more! I think it's good. It doesn't need you expelled Outer Gods to come back. "
"Snap!"
Diana closed the small mirror in her hand. She breathed a sigh of relief and put her hands on her waist.
"Listen, Lucifer. I have no intention of intervening in the struggle between you and the Ancient One, but I can't allow you to enter the battlefield of this world too early. Go back, at least not now!"
"Boom!"
A muffled thunder sounded over the Port of London. Two storms had appeared in Lucifer's eyes. Two gray shadows appeared behind him. He looked at Diana.
"So, you are still sure you want to stop me, right?"
"I knew it … you guys are despicable!"
Diana put the women's bag in her hand on the side of the goods and took off the gloves on her hands. With a wave of her hand, a headband engraved with Starlight Runes appeared in her hand. She tossed it up and down.
"I should be the one asking you this question, Lucifer. Are you sure you want to fight with me here? You know, in this world, you may not be my opponent! "
The cold air almost condensed into a solid substance, and the light became dim, as if the outside world was covered with a thick layer of gauze. The two people looked at each other until Diana stuck the headband in the hair on her forehead and spread out her hands. A silver-gray long sword and a rope shining with orange light appeared in her palm. Lucifer suddenly took a step back.
"Very good … Princess Diana of the Amazon, you have successfully gotten yourself into trouble. I am curious, on the day we really step into this world, what will you and the mortals you protect use to fight against us … From the Nine Realms to the Abyss of Hell, all the forces have united together … You stand on the side that is destined to lose!"
"This time, you win!"
A huge and complex dark red magic circle appeared under Lucifer's feet. The cane in his hand tapped the ground lightly, and his figure was slowly blown away in the air like quicksand in the wind.
"Next time … it won't be so easy."
A few minutes later, the place became bright again. It was like returning to the light from the intersection of hell and the real world. Diana took off her headband and rolled up her beloved handbag. She glanced at the scorched ground, shook her head, pulled the brim of her hat, and turned to leave the corner of the warehouse.
"Truly … a bunch of ignorant old fellows."
She walked on the streets of the bustling Port of London, watching the ordinary people living their lives in various ways, a gentle smile appeared on her face.
"Look, Trevor... I've once again protected your world..."
She leaned against the railing by the water and stretched her body. "Ah, a day of rest was ruined just like that, and I have to go to work tomorrow, this is too terrible!"
This beautiful lady's every move attracted the attention of the surrounding men, but she didn't care. When she first stepped into the human world a few decades ago, she was already used to this kind of treatment. Beautiful women could be treated well anywhere, right?
But when she walked past a street corner, her nose suddenly twitched, and her eyes quickly turned to the side, and then she saw a shabbily dressed guy sitting on a chair on the sidewalk opposite. He had a delicate wooden box in his hand, and it seemed like he was waiting for someone. That guy looked very ordinary, and there was nothing special about him, but … after confirming it several times, her beautiful eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of doubt.
"That smell just now … why does it smell like …"
A moment later, Saber, who was resting with his eyes closed, heard the sound of high heels hitting the ground from afar. Finally, the sound stopped in front of his eyes, and a perfume smell that made one's imagination run wild entered his nostrils. He suddenly opened his eyes, and saw a black-haired beauty standing in front of him with a handbag. That pair of long legs wrapped in silk stockings could make any man's imagination run wild.
She held a lady's cigarette in one hand, and looked at him condescendingly.
"Sir, do you have a light?"
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