The Lich King of the American comic world

Hot dark red blood poured over his head and face, but Strange's nervousness miraculously disappeared at this moment.

Strange turned around and threw out the light wheel in his left hand,

Like a sharp boomerang, the thing flew towards another fanatic who blocked him,

The Zealot blocked Strange's attack, but was hit by a lightning bolt from a strange woman's hand.

Strange turned his head and glanced at the woman, but the woman had already attacked other fanatics.

Gu Yi's vision is very accurate, Strange is a born mage,

But talent is not enough to make up for lack of experience,

After being targeted by the surrounding fanatics, Strange was attacked from the front and back,

In just a few back and forth, there were a few cuts on his body.

"Fordin, I think Strange's posture just now was wrong...

If his hands could be a little higher,

The guy with the black eye wouldn't have just been chopped in the chest but should have been beheaded. "

Stee folded his arms and leaned on a pillar, commenting on Strange's performance to Fording.

Fording just took off Kama Taj's mage robe at this time, and neatly folded it in the corner.

Hearing this, he replied: "Strange's heart is full of kindness,

He is not even willing to attack the enemy's vitals.

But here is the battlefield,

He had to learn how to have the heart of a warrior! "

After Fording finished speaking, he raised his right hand and shouted loudly:

"Holy Light, give me strength!"

"Om!" A golden beam of light erupted from Fording's body,

After reaching the top of the temple, they scattered and fell back into the temple,

For a moment, the holy light illuminated the entire sanctuary space!

The old mage in the tunic suit was on the verge of death after being stabbed in the body,

Unbelievably touching the wound that has healed in no time,

Stand up slowly!

A young sorcerer in his early 20s had several deep bony wounds on his face and body that healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The sadness and despair in the hearts of the mages were replaced by the hope and courage brought by the holy light at this moment!

The beam of light dispersed, and Fording's figure slowly walked out of the holy light.

He was wearing golden heavy armor, and a huge two-handed hammer shining with golden light!

"For the Holy Light!"

Fording rushed to the rear of the most dense fanatics.

"Brothers, reinforcements are coming! Hold on, we can win!" A Chinese man in a suit shouted.

This news greatly encouraged the will of everyone present,

They even launched a wave of counterattacks, pushing back the attacks of the fanatics who invaded the sanctuary.

This scene was clearly seen by Casillas, and his eyes were about to split.

After signing the contract with Dormammu,

The dark power from Dormammu made Casillas young again.

But as a price, all of his will be to the darkness to Dormammu.

The most direct manifestation is the circle around his eyes that resembles burnt black eye circles,

Black, cracked eye-rims, scarlet eyeballs,

Make his face look shocking.

Casillas closed his eyes and said the incantation.

The power from the dark space gathers at this moment,

Darkness gathered behind Casillas, forming a gate into a dark space.

Countless pitch-black monsters rushed out of the dark gate, in human form, animal form, and something of unknown shape...

These servants of the dark space not only attack the mystics, but even attack the fanatics standing in front of them.

Those caught or killed by them will be assimilated into slaves of darkness by the dark power in an instant.

"Stee, what are you waiting for, hurry up!!"

Strange glanced at Fording, who was fighting fiercely, and Steve, who was still watching the play, and couldn't help shouting.

However, Steve acted as if he didn't hear it,

Except for the occasional shot to save the next mystic with the grip of death,

Steve was just sizing up and observing a few Chinese people who were obviously not mages.

A woman who looks like Orolo, a man who is very good at swordsmanship and two men who are very good at shooting guns.

But the servants of darkness are too many,

The strength crushed the defense line formed by the Mystic Master and the Spear Bureau,

"Boom!"

The defense line of the mystic was completely penetrated, and the formation was divided into two large pieces.

A large wave of dark servants rushed to the magic core of the sanctuary through the penetrated defense line,

Just blink your eyes, and the magic core is covered by them,

Submerged,

Shred!

The magic core of the three sanctuaries has been broken,

The defensive shield protecting the world shattered!

The demon gods in countless dimensions began to move around, setting their sights on this young and vigorous world,

The weird thing is,

Only the lord of darkness, Dormammu,

King of this world...

Among the ruins of the sanctuary,

The ashen-faced Strange watched with despair as the darkness devoured the spire of the temple and descended from the dark void above his head.

"We're going to die, right?"

The old mage in the tunic lay beside Strange,

Although the previous fatal wound was healed by the Holy Light,

But the battle that followed left him seriously wounded again.

The old mage's legs had turned black, and only half of his left arm was left.

The mage's old face was covered with blood and confusion,

He turned to Strange and said, "There is no hope, run away, young man, get out of here..."

Strange stood up with difficulty and stood in front of the old mage.

He didn't understand why Steve didn't make a move at this critical moment,

He even thought that Steve was scared and wanted to protect himself wisely.

A talisman of light appeared on Strange's fingertips,

The darkness above his head and in front of him made Strange tremble all over, but he still didn't take even half a step back.

"I can't escape, I'll die here at worst, I'm not like some people, I'm not a coward!" After Strange roared out these words,

The light from his fingertips turned into talisman halos, blooming on his hands,

"Gu Yi told me that I am her designated heir. My special mother can't even keep the temple. How can I have the face to meet her!"

A shadow beast that ran out from the portal of darkness rushed towards Strange,

But the light wheel thrown by Strange roared and cut in two in the air, then dissipated in the air.

"I'm a man who wants to be a supreme mage! How can I run away with my tail between my legs like a dog!"

Three more shadow beasts leaped high,

Pounced on Strange from every direction in the air,

He was so exhausted that he could barely keep his eyes open, and he had no way to escape at this moment.

Death had never been so close to him.

Chapter 152 Dormammu, I have been waiting for a long time!

Facing the three shadow beasts rushing from three directions,

Strange let out a deep laugh,

Exhausting the last strength, condensing two rounds of golden light,

Throw it to the shadow beasts on both sides.

It doesn't matter if you win or not,

Probably no victory at all,

Take the last blow, just for this last blow from dignity.

The light wheel cast by the secret method sliced ​​open the heads of the shadow beasts that were pounced on both sides of his body, and scattered them in the air.

But the shadow beast that was rushing forward was about to jump on him.

Strange watched helplessly as the shadow beast's sharp claws pierced his body,

At the critical moment, the magic floating cloak behind Strange protected the Lord in time,

It wrapped around the claws of the shadow beast,

But it was torn by the sharp claws and teeth of the shadow beast,

Strange felt a pain in his heart, raised his hand, squeezed out the last trace of magic power, and condensed a spear of light to pierce the shadow beast's head.

However, the death of these three shadow beasts is useless because there are more shadow beasts rushing towards them.

Strange slowly turned his head to look around,

The mages, who were all wounded, were surrounded by shadow servants who far outnumbered them.

Facing the several shadow beasts that charged again,

That wide open mouth, those jagged and sharp fangs, facing the dark and foul smell,

Strange slowly closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

A bitter smile appeared on his face, and he muttered bitterly: "After all, I still failed Teacher Gu Yi's trust... Sure enough."

The secret magic talisman in Strange's hand dissipated: "As expected, I still can't become a hero"

The old mage behind Strange struggled to pierce the shadow beast pounced on him with a light spear cast by a secret method.

Lying on the ground looking at the dark space above, waiting for death with Strange.

The darkness is still gathering,

Great clouds of dark mist fell in the void,