World of Warcraft Invasion Marvel

Chapter 441 Dormammu Invasion (Part 1)
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Taking advantage of Lao Wang's battle with many heavenly fathers and sub-celestial fathers, the spiritual world was unstable, and with the help of Dormammu's dark power, Casillas successfully escaped from the spiritual world and returned to the mirror space.

"They're all dead, they're all dead!"

Recalling everything that happened in the spiritual world, Casillas muttered to himself.

All the followers are dead, only himself is left.

This was undoubtedly a major blow to him who didn't have many followers. The forces he had cultivated for so many years were destroyed in an instant, and he spent so much time and energy all scrapped, but for him, everything It doesn't matter anymore.

"You're not the only one delaying time, Director Wang!" Casillas sneered.

All the dark creatures, including those Heavenly Fathers and Sub-Heavenly Fathers, are all his... pawns of Master Dormammu.

The defense system of the three holy temples, as well as the barrier between this universe and the dark dimension, prevent the master of Dormammu from descending into this world, not even a little bit of spiritual projection.

But here is the mirror space, not the earth.

The space here is not as stable as the earth, and there is no defense network protection of the Three Great Temples.

With the help of the spiritual projections of the 7 Heavenly Fathers and the 12 Sub-Heavenly Fathers, they successfully broke the defense system of the three temples, allowing Dormammu and the Dark Dimension to descend in this mirrored space.

And now, it's all started and can't be stopped.

Maybe before the master comes, he can take the first step to solve Director Wang.

If you can really do it, it means that you have made a great contribution, and I believe that the master will definitely give you enough rewards, such as——

Resurrect my wife and children?

"Dormammu must have a way, he is the master of time!"

Wasting no time, Casillas walked directly in front of Lao Wang.

All are in the spirit world.

Except for the resentful souls, ghosts, and demons who can enter the spiritual world, everyone else's bodies remain in the mirror space, including Lao Wang.

This is a rare opportunity.

"Give me death!"

Casillas held his right hand, condensed the energy of the dark dimension into an invisible spike, and pierced the old king's body.

The time he has been in contact with the energy of the dark dimension is not too long. His control over this strange energy is far inferior to the magic energy obtained from the Trinity God of Emperor Weishan, so there is no way to control it more delicately. He can only use presented in its simplest form.

Stab it!

The piercing sound drilled into the ears.

Seeing the void spikes blocked by flesh and blood, Casillas was stunned.

This is not right!

This is a spike condensed with dark energy. It is essentially a distorted space manifestation. It does not belong to any substance, and it is even more advanced than energy weapons. If it must be divided, it has barely entered the ranks of divine weapons.

I can't get it in!

"His body is actually harder than titanium alloy... No, it's almost as hard as Zhenjin!"

"His skin contains extremely powerful energy, and it has the ability to resist magic attacks. This is somewhat similar to Zhenjin's energy-absorbing properties, except that one is resistance and the other is absorption."

"His body is like a piece of vibration gold, a piece of vibration gold with extremely strong self-healing and regenerative abilities... No, it is harder than vibration gold!"

"Compared to Zhenjin, he is more like that green monster, but he is far more difficult to deal with than that monster!"

"Even if he is thrown into a magical storm that can destroy a planet, he still has a chance to survive. Even in the turbulent flow of elements that can change the nature of matter, his body may still be preserved!"

"but……"

suddenly--

A crimson light appeared in front of his eyes, and the void spikes were blocked by the ribbon.

Casillas' complexion changed drastically.

"Crimson Belt of Cytorak!"

"How did I forget it!"

After all the calculations, I still missed this guy who didn't have a sense of existence.

He hurriedly wanted to escape, but it was too late.

The moment he distorted the space, the crimson belt had become wider and longer, entangled Casilla tightly, and bound it into a mummy.

The next moment, the spiritual world suddenly disappeared, and Old Wang opened his eyes.

"It's amazing, it was calculated on my head."

Feeling the faint pain in his chest, Pharaoh bowed his head.

A wound that was almost invisible to the naked eye appeared at the place stabbed by the Void Spike. Although it was not enough for blood to ooze out, a little bit of crimson appeared.

"It seems that my body is not strong enough, and it may not be as good as the Hulk."

Old Wang shook his head lightly.

Even a small character like Casillas can hurt his own body. The magic in this world is indeed unique, and the energy of the dark dimension is indeed high enough.

Just a little bit of energy distorting and reshaping the space can injure his body comparable to the ancient red dragon, which shows Dormammu's strength.

And now,
he came.

Too lazy to pay attention to Casillas, who had over-cultivated immortals, Lao Wang raised his head.

The sky seemed to have opened a hole, and the dark energy, which was far larger than the ancient one's dark ritual, penetrated the barriers of dimensions and spaces, and poured into this small mirror space.

From top to bottom, the already distorted space has become even more distorted. At this moment, Lao Wang seems to have returned to the World of Warcraft and came to the Distorted Void. This feeling is very wonderful, and even somewhat nostalgic.

The light in the sky is changing and colorful, which is a spectacle that does not belong to reality, as if to challenge the limit of imagination.

No one can imagine the scene unless they see it. The distorted space also distorts the light, and even distorts the perception of ordinary people. Everything becomes incredible.

A huge black hole appeared in the sky, like the energy vortex in the dark portal.

Opposite the vortex is the dark dimension, in which there are planets eroded by dark energy.

They look very small, some with a radius of only tens of kilometers, and some with a radius of only a few hundred or tens of meters.

It's hard to believe that they were once real planets, and a large part of them may be as large as the earth, or even much larger.

In past times,
They are swallowed by the dark dimension one after another, transformed from matter into energy, and become a part of the dark dimension.

Devouring the Earth is just Dormammu's small goal.

His ultimate goal is to devour all planets, all spaces, and all universes, and turn everything into darkness.

There was never just a small monolithic universe in his eyes.

But the entire multiverse.

Compared with him,
Thanos is simply the embodiment of benevolence and justice, a living saint.

"Dormammu! My master!"

"You are the devourer of the universe, the destroyer of the world, the master of darkness, the owner of infinite energy, the master of time and space, and the bestower of eternal life!"

"Your humble servant, following your command, summoned you to this world!"

"Then use this mirrored space as a springboard to descend to Earth!"

Casillas looked up at the sky, his eyes were full of fanaticism.

Although he was firmly bound by the crimson belt and became the old king's captive, he was confident that the final victory must belong to Dormammu, and even if he died, he would be resurrected by Dormammu and become his spokesperson on Earth.

In the presence of Dormammu, who is greater than the Supreme Master Ancient One,
What is death?
"Noisy."

With a wave of the old king's hand, the Crimson Demon quickly covered Casillas' mouth, and then ran to the edge of the mirror space.

joke!

That is Dormammu, the master of the dark dimension!

Although his big backer is Cytorak, the master of the Crimson Universe, whose strength is far above Dormammu, but——

People don't recognize themselves!

It's not that he doesn't want to help.

The point is that it doesn't help at all!

There is only magic against Dormammu, and it must be at least the level of the Heavenly Father. Although it has obtained a lot of Titan essence, it is still far from the level of the Heavenly Father, at most it is the level of the Sub-Heavenly Father.

"Protect yourself and take good care of Casillas, that is the greatest help to your master!"

The Crimson Devil tried hard to convince himself.

The gap in the sky is getting bigger and bigger, the mirror space is constantly being eroded and will soon become part of the dark dimension.

There are dozens of energy planets that can be seen clearly with the naked eye, but they are faintly visible in the distance, and there are probably tens of thousands.

For ages, Dormammu has been devouring planets.

The energy he has accumulated now is equivalent to how many planets.

Old Wang is not Doctor Strange, and he doesn't have the Time Stone. Of course, he won't go to other people's territory. Even if he exists, he doesn't want to die again and again.

more importantly--

"The earth is my territory!"

Relatively speaking, he prefers to play at home.

Because this means that what he has to face is not the real Dormammu, but only a small part of power.

The difficulty has been reduced a lot.

"Supreme Mage, Wanda, Crystal, Karma Taj and the mystics of the Three Great Temples, it's your turn."

"I need your cooperation!"

(End of this chapter)