Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 963: The power of God

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In Dormammu's dictionary, there is no such word as negotiation.

As the sole master of the dark dimension, K controls everything here, and is undoubtedly the supreme existence.

Time, space, matter, spirit, elements, reality, illusion, etc., are all in K's thought. In other words, he is omnipotent here, and he is the God in the dark dimension.

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

Even the supreme mage Gu Yi can barely compete with K by relying on the power of Emperor Weishan and the three magic temples he built. Gu Yi can be crushed to death.

"Let me teach you."

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

When they fought earlier, K had sensed that sudden force.

It is the energy that was forcibly extracted from a pocket universe, but both in terms of quantity and quality, it is completely different from K.

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

But k, Dormammu, the master of darkness, has devoured countless dimensions and is infinitely approaching the powerhouse of the multiverse level.

Hoo hoo hoo!

Lord's eyes moved slightly, sensing the riot in the dimension.

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

Ripples visible to the naked eye, cascading and turbulent, came from afar. overreaching.

"The miraculous magic in your eyes is just a random wave to me."

Dormammu draws recklessly, the vast and boundless magic power in the dark dimension, the power of destruction and evil permeating wantonly, bursting out an unreasonable sense of oppression: "But I prefer... to use the simplest way!"

A demon **** who has reached the level of k already disdains to use magic.

Only weak wizards can use magic. For a powerful wizard like K, using magic power to transform into a torrent is the easiest and most convenient way, and it is also easier to make people feel fear and despair mood.

Boom...

The torrent of pitch-black magic power is so large that it completely covers the entire star field.

There is no room for escape at all, and it is full of majestic dark magic power. Thousands of virus stars are swallowed along the way. To Lord.

"It's really exaggerated magic..."

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

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

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

"Sorry... Dormammu."

Lord grinned, pointed the blade obliquely in front of him, and said, "The thing I'm most afraid of is winning with numbers."

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

Intense elemental vibrations erupted in silent explosions, causing the space within the light-year counting range to collapse like a mud swamp.

The terrifying turbulent influence continued, and the distorted darkness changed irregularly, fragmenting the scene ahead.

"This is what happens when you provoke me!"

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

"Hey, don't be so anxious."

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

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

"Slaughter is born with auspicious omens, respect for darkness and farewell to old age - Hungry Corridor!"

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

Crack! Click! Click! Click! Click!

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

"Energy...disappeared?"

Dormammu's face was serious, and he looked at the dark realm.

K sensed that there seemed to be a special power in the deepest area of ​​the torrent, as if the extremely hungry hungry ghost crawled out of hell, devouring the dark energy frantically.

The next moment, the torrent of darkness suddenly shattered.

What I saw emerging from the dark realm was a gigantic jaw with a radius of thousands of kilometers and an unfathomable depth like an abyss.

It is the giant jaw that devours the torrent of darkness. It seems to be never satisfied, devouring the dark energy endlessly. Through the abyss-like giant mouth, only a dark abyss can be seen.

"Sorry, it's the first time, it seems a little hungry."

Lord walked out slowly from the side of the giant jaw, stretched out his hand to stroke it gently, and said with a smile: "But since your family has so much energy, it shouldn't matter if you give it a little bit of energy?"

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

Dormammu's face was cloudy~IndoMTL.com~The magic flames shook violently, which seemed to reflect K's shocked heart.

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

Lord raised the knife in his hand, grinned and said, "You can also understand the knife in my hand as my ability."

"A creature that devours dimensional energy?" Dormammu quickly regained his composure after the initial shock, and couldn't help but sneered loudly: "You don't really think that with this kind of thing~IndoMTL.com~ You can defeat me!"

"No, I don't think so."

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

Really speaking, the dimensional energy devoured by Dormammu is far greater than that of the Hungry Corridor.

If the energy of the dark dimension is compared to the sea, then the Hungry Corridor is at best a water pump. Even if the Hungry Corridor is exhausted, the energy devoured cannot make Dormammu feel distressed.

"So, game time is over."

Lord stepped on the dark torrent, slowly walked towards Dormammu, put his hand on his cheek, his cold voice echoed, revealing an unspeakable evil: "The real battle is next, get ready Already?"

Then, the black spiritual pressure condensed in the palm of the hand, and it was pulled down suddenly.

Shua!

A white bone mask impressively covered his cheeks.

The long and narrow mask that looks like a goat's skull is stained with a ghastly white color similar to ashes, mixed with dark tear-stained lines. What's even more weird is that the left half of the mask is like a devil laughing grinningly, while the right half is like an angel pitying sentient beings. .

The majestic and the wicked, the holy and the corrupt.

Two completely different feelings interweave and merge with each other to create this mask full of contradictions.

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