The Trapped Devil

Phil Coulson and the others looked up at the sky.

Yet their necks grew sore from waiting, and still there was no movement in the sky.

Thor shouted loudly again, "Heimdall! Take me back!"

The air remained completely silent.

Thor's heart sank, and an ominous premonition suddenly arose.

Kamar-Taj, the Great Hall.

The Ancient One looked at the chessboard and said helplessly, "Richard, you won this game."

Richard shook his head with a smile, "Sorcerer Supreme, between you and me, winning or losing doesn't matter."

The Ancient One smiled wryly and said, "Oh you, there's no need to comfort me."

Then, her expression tightened and became solemn, "Have you really made up your mind?"

Richard also put away his smile and nodded solemnly, "You still understand me. Although my personality is cautious, I hate passive defense even more."

His gaze pierced through the Spatial Barrier, looked at the demons and monsters lingering in the Earth Dimension Interlayer, and sneered, "Since someone dares to reach their claws into Earth, they shouldn't blame us for going after them one by one."

"Very well." The Ancient One smiled with relief, "Perhaps the path you're walking is the correct one."

She glanced at Thor the God of Thunder, who remained hopelessly dense outside the Town of Hockum, and suddenly said, "Thor the God of Thunder is, after all, Odin's designated successor. Considering that Asgard and Odin once guarded Earth for thousands of years, don't let him die on Earth."

Richard agreed with a smile, "Rest assured, Sorcerer Supreme. I've already given Thor a chance in accordance with our agreed-upon demands, but unfortunately, he failed to seize it in the end."

"From now on, Earth will no longer accept Asgard's protection, and the two sides officially become allies of equal standing."

Allies, you say?

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