Marvel: Starts with a Zanpakuto Chapter 963 New   2 Sep 20, 2022

In Dormammu's dictionary, there is no word for negotiation at all.

As the only master of the dark dimension, he controls everything here and is the undisputed supreme existence.

Time, space, matter, spirit, element, reality, illusion, etc., are all within his thoughts. In other words, he is omnipotent here, and he is God in the dark dimension.

How can you lower your head and compromise when you have an absolute advantage in your own home court?

Even the supreme mage, Gu Yi, is only relying on the power of Emperor Weishan, relying on the construction of the three major magic temples, can barely compete with him, otherwise if it is really compared, he can be crushed to death with one finger Old one.

"Let me teach you."

On the face of Dormammu's flames condensed, there was a hideous look: "How big is the gap between a lord like you who controls a pocket universe, and a lord like me who devours countless dimensions!"

When he fought earlier, he sensed that sudden power.

It was the energy that was forcibly extracted from a pocket universe, but it was vastly different from Him in both quantity and quality.

There are countless lords in the multiverse who control the pocket universe like this.

But He, the dark master Dormammu, has swallowed countless dimensions and is infinitely close to the multiverse-level powerhouse.

Huhuhu——!

Lorde's eyes moved slightly, and he noticed the riot of dimension.

I saw that in the depths of the bizarre dark universe, bursts of furious waves suddenly surged.

The ripples visible to the naked eye, cascading and turbulent, came from afar, and Dormammu's black robes were bulging, and a touch of sarcasm and ridicule appeared on the face transformed by magic flames, as if he was looking at the unselfishness that laughed at him. within our means.

"The miraculous magic in your eyes, to me, is nothing more than a wave that is thrown at will."

Dormammu recklessly extracted, the huge and boundless magic power in the dark dimension, the power of destruction and evil that pervades wantonly, and a sense of unprovoked heavy oppression broke out: "But I prefer... to use the simplest method! "

Demon gods who have reached his level are already disdainful of using magic.

Only weak wizards can use magic. For a powerful wizard like him, the torrent of magic power is the easiest and most convenient way, and it is easier for people to feel fear and despair.

rumbling...

The pitch-black magic torrent was so large that it covered the entire star field.

There was absolutely no room for escape, and the majestic dark magic power was crushing recklessly, and thousands of virus stars were swallowed along the way. Germany.

"It's really exaggerated magic..."

Facing the torrent of elements that could drown the star field, Lord still kept his face unchanged, and said calmly: "If Strange and Gu Yi see it, I don't know how long I will be envious."

Based on the current magic power level of the torrent, intuitively converted, it is probably equivalent to the sum of hundreds of millions of Doctor Strange.

If it is measured by magic, it is enough for Doctor Strange's time magic to cover the entire earth and reverse the flow for more than 24 hours.

"I'm sorry... Dormammu."

Lorde grinned, pointed the blade diagonally forward, and said, "What I'm most afraid of is the trick of winning by numbers."

The next moment, a torrent of dark elements rushed in, drowning Lord's location.

The violent elemental vibration erupted in a silent explosion, causing the space within the light-year count to collapse like a mud swamp.

The terrifying turbulent influence continued, and the distorted darkness shattered the scene ahead under irregular changes.

"This is the fate of provoking me!"

Dormammu has no doubt that the arrogant dimensional lord has been buried in the dark torrent, and immediately turned his attention to the earth: "Next, it's time to devour the new world."

"Hey, don't be in such a hurry."

Suddenly, from the collapsed void engulfed by the dark torrent, a frivolous voice came out.

"Huh? It's not dead yet?" Dormammu paused slightly, looking back with surprise in his eyes, as if he wanted to confirm.

"Born by slaughtering auspicious signs, respecting the darkness and saying goodbye to aging - Hungry and Happy Corridor!"

The indifferent voice without any emotion suddenly pierced the surging dark torrent, and rushed out with the roaring sea of spiritual power.

Kkka! Crack Crack! Crack Crack!

Suddenly, a series of dense chewing sounds came from the dark torrent, making people shudder.

"The energy...disappeared?"

Dormammu's face was solemn, and he stared at the dark realm.

He perceives that in the deepest area of the torrent, there seems to be a special power, as if the hungry ghost crawling out of **** is madly devouring dark energy.

The next moment, the dark torrent suddenly shattered.

I saw that emerging from the dark realm was a huge jaw with a radius of thousands of kilometers, as unfathomable as an abyss.

It was the giant jaw that devoured the torrent of darkness. It seemed like it would never be satisfied. It devoured the dark energy endlessly. Through the abyss-like mouth, only a dark depth could be seen.

"Sorry, it seems to be a little hungry when it first appeared."

Lord walked slowly from the side of the giant jaw, reached out and stroked it gently, and said with a smile, "But since you have so much energy, it shouldn't matter if you give it a little bit of energy, right?"

"What the **** is this?!"

Dormammu's face was gloomy and uncertain, and the magic flame shook violently, which seemed to reflect his shocked heart.

"It's not a ghost~ It's called Hungry Corridor."

Lord raised the knife in his hand and grinned, "It's the knife in my hand, you can also understand it as my ability."

"A creature that devours dimensional energy?" Dormammu quickly recovered his calm after the initial shock, and couldn't help laughing loudly: "You don't really think that you can rely on this kind of thing~~ Can you beat me!"

"No, I didn't think so."

Lord smiled and shook his head. He was not so naive, thinking that he could defeat Dormammu by swallowing some energy.

Seriously speaking, the dimensional energy consumed by Dormammu is far greater than that of the Hungry Music Corridor.

If the energy of the dark dimension is compared to the sea, then the Hungry Music Corridor is at most a water pump. Even if the Hungry Music Corridor is suffocated to death, it is impossible for Dormammu to feel distressed by the energy swallowed.

"So, game time is over."

Lorde stepped on the dark torrent and slowly walked towards Dormammu, with one hand on his cheek, his icy voice echoed with an echo, revealing an unspeakable evil: "The next is the real battle, are you ready? "

Then, the palm condensed the black spiritual pressure and pulled down suddenly.

Swish!

A white bone mask covers his cheeks impressively.

The long and narrow mask, like the skull of a goat, was dyed with a pale white color similar to ashes, mixed with dark tear-like lines. What was even more strange was that the left half of the mask looked like a demon grinning, while the right half looked like an angel pitying all beings.

Majesty and evil, holy and depraved.

Two completely different feelings interweave and merge with each other, creating this mask full of discord.

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