Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 951: Broken Temple
The next moment, the pitch-black cube collapsed.
Casillas was covered in blood, and he looked like he had been stabbed with thousands of knives.
The pain of gouging out his bones is like a raging fire, always burning his only remaining rationality, extreme emotions of anger and hatred, stimulated by ugly dark energy, and excavated from the depths of his heart again.
"Walterfak, can this survive?!"
Strange was amazed at the guy's tenacity and let out a rather rare foul language.
Sequence No. 90's Dao Destruction is already the most destructive ghost Dao among the magics he has been able to use so far.
However, Casillas resisted the destruction of the black coffin with his flesh.
This is... simply incredible!
Even with Dormammu's power augmentation, the human body is still very fragile after all.
But Casillas' performance was undoubtedly beyond his imagination.
Strange dripped with cold sweat on his forehead. What did this guy ingest from the dark dimension?
"Hey, the man in the cape over there, don't be in a daze!" Peter clenched his fists, assumed an offensive posture, turned his head to look at Strange, and asked solemnly, "The ghost just now, Can you use it again?"
"No... can only be used once."
Strange shook his head regretfully, and sighed: "Just this time, I have emptied all my spiritual power."
"Then use something else!" Peter staggered his arms in an X shape, and a scarlet energy sphere gathered: "My spider sense is warning me, that guy has become more dangerous, kill him quickly! "
Since just now, the spider sensor has been beeping continuously.
In Casillas' body, there is a huge threat brewing, malicious enough to take lives!
"Virtual..."
Peter was about to release the virtual flash, but felt like a needle was pricked between his eyebrows.
Intuition told him that if he continued to release the virtual flash, he would die badly, so Peter rolled on the spot and flashed to the side.
Bang!
An indistinct attack followed and shattered the floor.
Peter, who was lucky enough to escape, narrowed his eyes to look at the location just now, but found that what attacked him was actually a... bone.
"That's... the ulna?"
As a surgeon, Strange, after a little identification, found that it was a section of the ulna at the front end of a human arm.
Peter and Strange suddenly looked at Casillas at the same time.
I saw him like a beast, his limbs touching the ground in a crawling posture, staring at the two of them eagerly.
"This guy... is it mutated?" Peter recalled the scene he had seen in the cave, and cold sweat could not stop seeping from his forehead.
As if to prove Peter's guess, Casillas began to mutate.
"Ooooooooooo!"
From his mouth, there was a shrill scream that was no longer human, like a monster.
Boom!
Like a real sound wave, it crushes the surrounding debris.
"Uhhhhhhh..."
Casillas stooped, and in the indistinct low roar, his spine rose and fell like a python, looking like it was about to detach from the main body, like the product of a mutation after being parasitized by a monster.
Completely deformed and twisted spine, protruding a row of sharp and grotesque bone spurs.
At the same time, Casillas' eyes widened, and then suddenly twitched, making a crackling sound, and the curved front ribs pierced the skin and flesh and stretched out.
Soon, he was like a corpse that was forcibly sucked dry after being dehydrated.
The whole person becomes thin and bony, and the skin completely fits on the bones. Even through the translucent skin, the shape of the bones inside can be seen. The number of mutated and twisted bones is increasing, like a multi-legged reptile. Same.
It can even be said that the current Casillas is simply a multi-legged crawling monster wearing a human skin.
The only head that retains the shape of a human, the red mark engraved between the eyebrows shone with an eerie and ominous scarlet light.
Like the gaze of a terrifying existence in the abyss, through the barriers of time, space and dimension, carrying emotions that do not contain any human understanding, and releasing pure and extreme malice.
Monsters... monsters through and through!
Casillas was completely transformed into a terrifying monster without any human form.
"This thing...is it really Dormammu's power?!" Strange was taken aback by Casillas' appearance.
"No, I'm sure, this is not the power of Dormammu you said." Peter shook his head and said solemnly: "I've seen it before, this is a certain evil **** he summoned and bestowed upon him. A power."
"Evil God? No... He's not a Cthulhu."
Casillas' head turned a hundred and eighty degrees, his two blood-red pupils stared at the two of them faintly, saying word by word, "You small humans don't understand at all. , He is the one, the ten thousand, the beginning and the end!"
Under the euphoria like a passionate speech, Casillas was completely reduced to a fanatical believer.
He recited aloud the obscure language, the blunt intonation and the strange pronunciation, which were completely produced by human organs, and formed some kind of resonance in the atmosphere, and the whole long street and even the sky were roaring.
At this moment, Strange was a little stunned: "But... don't you believe in Dormammu?"
Casillas turned his face upside down and looked at him with a sad look: "Stephen Strange, your vision and knowledge are too short-sighted. From the very beginning, the Lord I believed in was omnipotent. His existence, Dormammu...is only an incarnation of Him."
For no reason at all, after hearing this sentence, Strange felt chills all over his body.
It's like being immersed in extremely cold cold water, the temperature is directly taken away from the body, and it is shrouded in suffocation and despair.
"Now, it's time to welcome my Lord into this world!"
Casillas' face was cold and stiff, and the frenzied scarlet eyeballs were occupied with enthusiasm: "Anyone who stands in my way... will die!"
Boom!
Before the word 'death' fell, the earth was shattered by brutal violence.
That weird and terrifying body endowed Casillas with amazing power.
The multi-legged structure of the skeleton ripped apart the sky in an instant, so fast that even Peter couldn't react at all.
Its primary target is Peter, who has a deep hatred.
The seemingly dehydrated and withered arm contained enough power to make the mountains move horizontally. Although Peter had already set up his posture in advance, when he was hit by a punch, he was still unable to resist and was sent flying hundreds of times. Meter.
Boom!
Peter's arms were directly fractured, leaving a charred trench on the ground, buried by the collapsed rubble.
"It's your turn, Stephen Strange." Casillas's two eyeballs turned strangely in different directions, making a cold sneer: "Don't worry, I won't kill you. Yours, I want you to see with your own eyes, the sacred gesture of my Lord's coming to the world!"
"As long as I am here, you will never succeed!"
Strange's tone was low and solemn, his hands were imprinted on his chest, and the eyeball-shaped brass magic weapon was slowly opened.
He will use the power of the Eye of Agamotto to reverse everything back to the beginning and use time... to imprison Casillas!
However, no matter how he injected magic, the Eye of Agamotto had no intention of opening.
"This... What the **** is going on?!" Strange was horrified~IndoMTL.com~ The Eye of Agamotto is the greatest reliance of the Supreme Masters of all dynasties, possessing the mighty power of manipulating time , but now it is inexplicably unusable, which is equivalent to directly cutting his back!
"Even the Eye of Agamotto won't help you, ha ha ha ha!"
Casillas' face became more and more hideous, and sneered: "It seems that even Weishandi has given up this world!"
The next moment, it appeared directly in front of Strange, the sharp bone spurs pierced through his chest, bringing out a cloud of blood.
"Open your eyes and see clearly!"
Casillas walked to the temple step by step, and the strange purple beams gathered: "The world will be in front of your eyes, into the arms of my Lord!"
Boom!
The beam of destruction, capable of destroying all matter, pierced the last temple with a bang.
With the collapse of the temple, endless black mist emerges from the sky, the void seems to be kneaded by a giant hand, twisted and magical evil energy overflows, the grotesque dark dimension, projected from the broken space to reality .
The black mist spreads out, and the distorted void continues to expand.
Everything is foreshadowing that the erosion of the dark dimension has begun, and the world will soon become... His prey!
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