Chapter 70 Stop it, let’s negotiate terms!
"Damn it, what the hell are you!"
Dormammu shouted loudly, which was met with an even louder roar from Bulkatho.
Ever since he was pressed to the ground and rubbed by Bulkesso, he has been passive.
What’s even more frightening is that he feels that the power of the dark dimension is decreasing.
The endless dark energy launched an impact towards Bulcaisuo, who was waving his weapon at him, but it couldn't even stop Bulcaisuo's actions.
He never thought that he would face the possibility of death.
The dark dimension is just a larger realm for Bulcaisel.
It is even much weaker than the realm developed by the Hell Demon King.
It’s like someone reluctantly takes control of an empty house after it is occupied by someone.
The realm of the Hell Demon King is the embodiment of their own power.
If Bulcaisel had to describe it, it is probably that the domain of the Hell Demon King is their own power, and this Dormammu can only be regarded as the steward of this domain.
Bulkessor's weapons were wielded beyond Dormammu's perception, and he felt that his dark dimension was being worn away bit by bit from Bulkesso's weapons.
What is even more frightening is that Bulcaisel directly and effectively caused him great pain.
“Damn it, stop it! Let’s negotiate a deal!”
Dormammu now wanted to throw Bulcaisel directly out of his dark dimension, but he couldn't do it.
No matter how much force hits Bulcaisuo, all it gets is a more violent attack.
Now that he wanted to reduce the damage he suffered, he could only let everything in the dark dimension bypass this barbarian who slashed at him as soon as he appeared.
"Ancient One, stop him quickly! I am willing to negotiate a condition with you!"
Burkas's power is beyond Dormammu's imagination, even if he has tried his best to avoid it. I opened Bulcasso, but it only made this process longer.
"You have to know that if he wants to completely wipe out the dark dimension at the current speed, it will take at least hundreds of years!"
Dormammu shouted to the ancient Yi who was watching the battle at the speed he estimated. The ground shouted.
Then he saw Bulcaisel's weapon pressed against his eyes.
“Xia!”
Bulkessor continued his battle cry, and then continued to move his muscles against Dormammu.
Ancient One saw the damage done to Dormammu by Bulcaisu, and she knew very well that Bulcaisu was just enjoying the battle now.
A being that can make death retreat, and use all its power to easily crush Dormammu into pieces.
"Bulkess, why don't we come back tomorrow! It's almost dark outside now."
Gu Yi shouted to Bulkesso in a cheering tone.
For a barbarian whose whole body is filled with fighting passion, he is far from having fun now.
"Ancient One, let's negotiate a condition. As long as you can make him stop, I will agree to you no matter what you say!"
Dormammu has begun to doubt everything he is going through. I don't understand what's going on with this guy.
No matter how much force he used to attack, there was no response.
However, the dark dimension is indeed being constantly obliterated.
Even that damn thief actually used that tone to deal with him!
Rather than making Dormammu retreat, Ancient One hoped that this guy would be completely eliminated directly.
What he said before was just for show, letting Dormammu feel how ordinary humans felt when facing life in the dark dimension.
By the way, she also wanted Dormammu to feel what would happen to Doctor Strange in the future.
If possible, who would be willing to experience that weird way of death countless times?
This is considered a harmless prank by Ancient Yi.
"Ancient One, if the dark dimension is completely wiped out, your life will come to an end!"
Dormammu shouted at Ancient One, issuing a threat. "The passing of life does not mean anything, it is just a new beginning of life."
Gu Yi muttered silently.
Bulkessor's warm-up is almost over, and Dormammu will surely come to an end.
"Ha!"
Bulkessor's movements gradually stopped. He stood on the bridge of Dormammu's nose, looking down at the huge eyes.
"What a good sandbag. Although it's a pity, you are not even worthy of wailing in hell!"
The shadow of the armor appeared on Bulcasso's body in an instant. , although his previous armor was damaged when facing Malthael, the legendary glory will not disappear together.
The boundless evil on Dormammu's body felt like a rat's entrails covered in stains and exuding a foul odor to Bulcaisel.
Compared to the smell of sulfur and rot mixed with the Hell Demon King, this guy can be considered disgusting in a unique way.
“You are still too fragile compared to those strong men who died under my hands. If you could have the power of Leoric’s skeleton, I would still be willing to play with you for a while longer. . "
Bulkessor's body began to tense up. Facing Dormammu, he did not need to show his full strength.
Although this guy's strength is not far behind Leoric's.
But it is a pity that the current Bulcaisuo is no longer the guy who needed to fight fiercely with the Skeleton King.
Dormammu just has some characteristics that make it difficult to kill. Even if the mad king is standing in Bulkesso's position, he can completely eliminate this guy.
Just like all existence must fade away, Dormammu just bound his life to this dimension.
Breaking the existence of life, desecrating life and death, is the most powerful power of the mad king.
Even that dimension belonging to the immortal and undead was completely shattered under the power of Bulcaisuo.
The dimension composed of darkness is just the most insignificant of the power Li Min possesses.
After all, darkness is just an accessory after the elements fade.
"Although the weapons in my hands are not my favorite pair, you should feel honored to die under these legendary pairs!"
Bulkesso's hands are from Swinging one side of his body, the lightning on the weapon shone, and a strong wind from an unknown source began to blow in the dark latitudes.
"Stop it, I will agree to whatever conditions are proposed!"
At this moment, Dormammu felt that the dark dimension was trembling violently.
His soul felt the repulsion of this space.
When destruction was about to come, the dark dimension that was completely controlled by Dormammu began to fight.
“Feel the spirit of a barbarian! Scumbag!”
Bulkesso’s voice completely suppressed Dormammu’s voice, and the dark dimension began to peel away from Dormammu’s body rapidly. .
Mercy and the Oathkeeper crossed over Bulcaisal's head, and the tense muscles on his body began to release their power.
A layer of lightning on Wu Mian's spiked hammer head was shining, and then it fell heavily on Dormammu's big face that was fading rapidly.
A burst of cyan light flashed on the Oathkeeper's blade, and the two weapons passed through Dormammu's soul one after another.
The entire dark dimension began to scatter like broken glass.
Then it gathered into a dark purple light and rushed towards Ancient Yi.
At this time, the real controller of the dark dimension appears.
Dormammu, who forcibly occupied the dark dimension, was abandoned by the dark dimension at the last moment of his existence.
Perhaps this dimension already has a feeling of life and understands the fear of death.
Dormammu gradually dissipated in the last breath of his long life.
(End of this chapter)