"You think you can fool Kamar-Taj and fool me too?"
Carl said evenly, "I saw through your plan long ago. I let you run wild here only because I was waiting for the right moment—a moment when I could wipe you out for good."
Carl did not care whether saying this would anger Tony Stark and the others. He had not caused this disaster, and he had no obligation to stop it.
It sounded cruel, but that was the truth.
He was not a superhero. He was a Dimensional Demon!
Everyone on the battlefield below drew a sharp breath. Was Carl Mala's intelligence network really that frightening? He had identified the mastermind long ago?
Meanwhile, those of them who had fought on the front lines from the start still did not know whether Ultron or Mephisto was pulling the strings!
"Damn it. If he knew what the enemy was planning, why didn't he step in sooner and stop this?"
Tony Stark's expression darkened, but he soon faced the truth.
Carl had not caused this disaster. Helping them would be a favor; staying out of it was his right. Tony had no grounds to blame him!
Below, the smile vanished from Mephisto's face. His brow furrowed slightly. The man seemed to know far too much.
Mephisto cast aside his earlier contempt, his gaze turning sharp and dangerous.
He was a Demon Lord who had lived for countless ages, after all. He quickly regained his composure and sneered, "Spare me your boasting. No one but me can guess my thoughts or intentions. No one ever has, and no one ever will."
Then, as if to prove his point, he added with a sinister sneer, "If you knew what I intended all along, why did you let my Demon Engine Legion slaughter people