Chapter 1548 - Ch: 173-182

Ch: 173-182

Chapter 173 Pietro's eyes are filled with tears

When Leon and the two returned to reality from the inner World, it was exactly time for them to meet up.

However, compared to before, their appearances had changed drastically.

Leon had a new combat suit, his brows and eyes were sharp, like a Spartan warrior from ancient times who had sharpened his blade before going to war.

Pietro and Wanda's new appearances, however… perhaps can be described as unrecognizable.

Pietro's left cheek was swollen high, both his eyes were bruised blue, and his hair was so messy that even birds wouldn't want to make a nest in it.

Not to mention his body; beneath his tattered clothes were scars of varying depths.

Wanda was a bit better, but she also had bruises and scrapes all over her body, and her beautiful long hair was somehow cut into a'shamate' (killer haircut) style.

Just looking at their appearance, one would think these two were refugees who had been stranded on a deserted island, surviving alone for two months.

Leon, with the two 'refugees,' appeared directly in the library.

Tony and the other three were already waiting there, discussing something while gathered around Kaecilius, who was still suspended upside down in the air.

Just as Leon was about to step forward, Pietro suddenly let out a cry of "Awoo!" and burst into tears.

It was hard to imagine a handsome young man, an adult, crying so miserably, tears and snot flowing.

But Pietro was indeed crying terribly, making anyone who saw him feel sympathy and want to ask if the young man had been 'bent over' by a Black brother all night yesterday.

Because while Pietro was crying very miserably, there was also a sense of relief, as if a great burden had been lifted.

He spread his hands towards the sky… or rather, the ceiling, tears sliding from the corners of his eyes along his cheekbones into his collar.

He was like a depressed parrot that had been caged for several years, finally released, shouting, "I'm truly miserable!"

This made Tony, who was opposite Pietro, twitch the corner of his mouth.

He inexplicably recalled the movie "The Shawshank Redemption" that he and Leon had watched together before.

The protagonist in the movie, when escaping from prison, probably looked just like Pietro did now.

Pietro was fine until he cried.

With his crying, Wanda, who had just been calm, couldn't help but bite her lip, looking at Leon with an expression of unspeakable bitterness, much like an orange cat that had been cornered and ruthlessly stroked.

This made the four people in the library look strange.

Tony looked at Leon: "What's wrong with them, Leon? What… what did you do to them? We can't do anything too inhumane."

Tony was still on Leon's side, even adding a modal particle before "inhumane," as if to say that a regular level of inhumanity was still acceptable.

Leon shook his head, about to explain, but then Pietro let out another "Awoo!"

When people are sad, they don't fear being scolded, only being comforted and understood.

Tony's "insincere" question made Pietro's grievances erupt again like a bursting dam.

He was like seeing an Angel descending from heaven.

He rushed forward and hugged Tony's leg, wiping snot and tears all over Tony's pants.

"I'm so miserable! Leon, he's a demon, a demon!" Pietro shrieked.

Tony widened his eyes and looked at Leon.

Leon spread his hands, showing an innocent expression.

Tony had no choice but to lower his head and ask Pietro: "What did he do to you?"

"After he helped us awaken our superpowers, he said my physical fitness was too poor; he said I was the type who would get shot dead by a pistol even with super speed."

Pietro wiped a tear, "Then he injected Wanda and me with some SS1 type enhanced serum!"

"Doesn't that sound pretty good? I participated in the research of that serum; it can make the human body evolve!" Tony didn't understand.

"I, I was quite happy then, sniff!" Pietro sobbed, sniffing hard, "But then he started special training for us!"

"What special training?" Tony was a little curious.

Pietro was incredibly aggrieved: "He tied me to a really big dog, with meat hanging from the dog's head, running in front, and I was digging the ground with my bare hands behind it. I had to dig as fast as the dog ran!"

"And if I couldn't keep up with the dog's speed, I wouldn't have dinner!" he cried.

Tony, Banner, and the other two were shocked. What kind of training method was this? Was it a bit anti-human?

They looked at Leon.

"This is to strengthen his control over his power. When he can quickly and orderly dig in emergencies, his power control level will naturally improve," Leon explained, spreading his hands, and emphasized, "Tony, you know I'm also a martial arts master, so this training method is not a problem."

Hearing this, several people nodded thoughtfully, seeming to find it… quite reasonable?

"What about this one?" Pietro continued to complain, "He also tied me under a big tree, smeared me with honey, and threw a beehive over ten meters high at me, from which many bees, dozens of centimeters long, came out to sting me!"

Bees dozens of centimeters long? Wouldn't that sting a person to death?

Everyone looked at Leon again.

"This is to train his evasion ability," Leon explained again, "He awakened super speed, and under the attack of a swarm of bees, he can gain experience in dodging attacks."

"This… also seems reasonable." Tony and the others thought for a moment and nodded again.

"Ah? This is also reasonable?" Pietro stopped crying, his face full of question marks: "And there's more! He threw me into a volcano, tied me to a giant rock, then activated the volcano, making me race against the lava!"

"And! He also threw me into the sea, where there were dozens of sharks over a hundred meters long, making me escape from their mouths!"

Good heavens, that crazy?

Tony and the others looked at Leon again, asking with their eyes what was going on.

Leon said calmly: "This is to train his continuous combat ability and survival ability in extreme environments."

"Oh!" The others suddenly looked enlightened, "Reasonable, very reasonable!"

Pietro was stunned.

He looked at these people in shock: "No, this is also reasonable?"

Leon shook his head, walked forward, grabbed Pietro by the collar, and pulled him off Tony's leg.

"Do you only remember the hardships you endured during training, and not realize that you are now many, many times stronger than when you first awakened your superpowers?" Leon said, "When you first awakened, your ability would sometimes work and sometimes not, but now it won't, right?"

"During the training process, you mastered the technique of exerting power at high speed; you also know how much strength and speed to use to achieve certain effects, right?"

"After training in environments like volcanoes, oceans, high altitudes, abysses, and space, your survival and adaptability have greatly improved, right?"

"And look at your sister Wanda; her training wasn't much different from yours, so why isn't she as disheveled as you?" Leon patted Pietro's chest with the back of his hand: "How can a man be so fragile, even worse than your sister?"

Pietro was stunned, looking at Leon, who had turned his back to him, and couldn't help but wonder if he really was too weak.

He subconsciously looked at Wanda: "He, is what he said true, Wanda? You also went through these trainings?"

The training for the brother and sister was conducted separately by Leon, so they did not know each other's training content.

Chapter 174 Prelude

Wanda's lips moved.

After a few seconds, she unnaturally averted her gaze: "Almost... I guess."

Actually, Wanda's training involved Leon giving her some localized secret manuals on illusion and psychokinesis, letting her study them herself.

Then he would periodically check on her.

And fight her with abilities that had the same manifestation.

After almost two months, Wanda's growth was immense, but the process was also very messy.

After all, there were always injuries during combat.

Her punk hairstyle and bruises all over her body were a result of fighting Leon.

So a few minutes ago, she was still feeling a bit resentful due to Leon's ruthless attacks during each training session.

But now, after hearing Pietro's experience,

Wanda suddenly felt that she was actually quite fortunate, and Leon was quite gentle with her.

So, facing Pietro's question, she smiled guiltily.

"Pietro, be stronger!" she encouraged, "We both successfully finished training and became stronger, didn't we?"

Now Pietro was truly doubting himself.

He stared blankly at Leon: "Could it be... that I'm really too fragile?"

Leon smiled: "Everyone has moments of weakness. You're just too suppressed because you didn't have a companion during your training, so it's normal to have emotions. Don't doubt yourself."

"So this is normal..." Pietro looked at Leon, suddenly feeling like he was such an idiot.

Leon trusted him so much, spent time training him, helped him develop his superpowers, and yet he was here crying and complaining.

Was he worthy of Leon's efforts like this?

Pietro thought and thought, then vigorously wiped away his tears with his already tattered sleeve.

His eyes were still red, but his gaze was firm: "I understand! Leon, don't worry, I will definitely use what I've learned these two months to protect the Sanctum Sanctorum!"

Leon looked relieved: "Pietro, I was right about you! Then you can follow Wong to the Hong Kong Temple to help out. The safety of Earth depends on you!"

Pietro became even more excited upon hearing this, shouted "Yes," and stood beside Wong.

Teenagers like Pietro, in their teens and twenties, are the easiest to have their emotions swayed.

You just need to tell them things like saving the World, protecting Earth, or that they are indispensable.

They will then wave their swords, guns, and sticks, roaring as they charge towards the enemy.

At that moment, they feel incredibly heroic in their hearts, all sacrifices are worth it, and Death will be meaningful, heavier than Mount Tai.

Actually, it's not just Pietro.

Sometimes Leon himself is like this.

After all, wasn't he killed in his previous life because he acted heroically?

Therefore, Leon knew exactly how to appease Pietro.

Furthermore, he truly put his heart into Pietro's training.

You know, in the movie, Pietro was a speedster who could be killed by a bullet.

If he wasn't rigorously trained,

Leon was even worried that when facing Dimensional Demon Gods, Pietro would be stabbed to Deathby any random minion with a claw, directly giving away a kill.

Then Leon looked at Wanda.

"Wanda, you stay in the Sanctum with Banner. Like Banner, you go wherever the situation is worse among the three Sanctums."

After nearly two months of training, Wanda's increase in strength can only be described as illogical.

At least when Leon faced her head-on, he already had to use psychokinesis at the mid-to-late planetary level.

That was a force of tens of thousands of tons.

Of course, Wanda's strength was only in Chaos Magic.

Her physical strength still remained at 30 tons after being injected with the SS1 serum.

This level of physique, in Leon's small team, apart from Wong and Mordo, anyone else could easily subdue Wanda as long as they could get close.

After all, Wanda's Chaos Magic still required a starting gesture to use.

Although those gestures were not actually necessary, they were actions she subconsciously believed were essential, making them difficult to overcome.

And just that short amount of time was enough for others to preemptively deal with her.

"I understand." Wanda nodded in agreement.

She and Pietro were brought in by Leon precisely to protect the Sanctum.

And they were awakened with superpowers and specially trained.

Naturally, they had to follow orders.

Leon then looked at the other four, asking about their preparations for battle.

Wong replied: "All three Sanctums are ready for war! We can begin the plan."

"We will block all attacks, but Leon, you must be careful!" Mordo said.

"I will." Leon walked towards Kaecilius.

"Then I'll take this guy... But, something's still missing."

"Oh, right, Kaecilius's escaped accomplices can't be left behind."

Leon activated his super vision and hearing simultaneously, quickly pinpointing the locations of Kaecilius's followers.

In everyone's eyes, Leon's figure suddenly blurred for an instant.

Then eight unconscious figures appeared on the ground.

They were dressed in uniform robes, and their eye sockets bore the same "Dark Dimension smoky eye makeup" as Kaecilius.

"Are these the accomplices who attacked the London Sanctum with Kaecilius?" Leon asked Wong.

Old Wong's gaze swept over their faces, with astonishment: "They're all here, and five more!"

"Then consider it a buy one get one free."

Leon used psychokinesis to control the figures to float beside him, then waved his hand to grab Kaecilius in front of him.

"I'm going to say hello to Dormammu. Before I return, whether there's an anomaly or not, you must always be ready for war!"

He took the nine people and walked towards the World Ring, which was fixed in the original Eye of Agamotto's position, and entered it.

Leon's figure disappeared.

The library fell silent.

Everyone's feelings varied, but all carried a hint of apprehension.

Suddenly, Pietro spoke: "Superman's power is truly illogical."

The others all looked at him when they heard this.

He quickly explained: "You see, finding enemy accomplices like just now would be enough for Batmanto investigate for two issues in DC Comics."

"But Leon? He just stood there, casually used his superpower to search, and found them all!"

"And finally, he used super speed to bring them here in the blink of an eye. Isn't that illogical?"

Pietro mumbled: "My only ability, super speed, isn't even as fast as his."

"No wonder those editors in the comics like to draw plots where Superman encounters an accident and can't save the day."

"If Superman was there from the beginning, then what could be drawn in a whole book would only be a few pages left."

Banner and the others couldn't help but laugh as they listened to Pietro's rambling complaints.

Actually, they had wanted to say it for a long time.

This guy Leon is just ridiculously strong, like a pervert!

The problem is, even if he's a pervert, this guy is still constantly trying to get stronger!

Isn't that infuriating?

"Super boys, oh, and one girl, let's stop with the small talk here. Now it's time for us to go and guard our respective Sanctums." Tony said.

He was the most worried about Leon among them.

However, Pietro's interjection not only eased everyone's apprehension,

But also made Tony realize.

Leon was already strong to a degree they could hardly comprehend.

His worries were completely useless.

So instead of worrying about Leon,

It was better to quickly rush to their own battlefields.

The title of Iron Man, even when facing Dimensional Demon Gods, could not lose its splendor!

"Don't be careless, Tony." Wong and Mordo nodded and simultaneously walked into the portals leading to their respective Sanctums.

"Guys, if anything unexpected happens, be sure to inform me in time!" Banner then flexed his biceps, "This time, I won't hesitate to let Hulk appear!"

"Received!" Tony made an OK gesture and disappeared into the portal.

Wanda also shouted to Pietro, who was following Wong: "Pietro, be careful, let me know if there's danger!"

"Don't worry, don't worry!" Pietro wiped his nose, "My training these two months wasn't for nothing. Even if ten thousand enemies attack at once, I can easily handle them!"

In countless Marvel movie parallel Universes,

The first war initiated by Kamar-Taj against a Dimensional Demon God was on the verge of breaking out!

Chapter 175 Casillas' Sacrifice

The World within the ring had a diameter of 0.1 light-years.

There was a massive continent, thousands of kilometers in length and width.

Numerous Planets floated in the void, orbiting the continent.

Beyond that, the rest was vast, empty Universe space.

Originally, this Small World was completely dark, and everything could only be explored with mental power.

It was only after Leon placed a star inside that it gained light, though it still looked desolate.

Leon brought nine people and landed on a Planet roughly the size of Earth.

The enormous continent floated overhead, subtly emitting a gravitational pull far more terrifying than Earth's.

Leon manipulated the World's power to generate oxygen on the Planet they were on.

Then, with a "Stupefy Curse," he dispelled the Stupefy Curse on Kaecilius.

Kaecilius, with his long hair tied in a braid, shuddered and slowly opened his eyes.

He first saw his followers lying on the ground like him; they were all pale but otherwise showed no abnormalities.

Then he surveyed his surroundings, seeing a completely unfamiliar environment, barren land, swirling yellow sand, and Leon standing in the dust, yet pristine.

He had seen a photo of that person; he was Kamar-Taj's new Sorcerer Supreme, and according to the sorcerer he killed, the other party was also Superman.

He didn't need to think twice to know that after being stunned by magic, he was controlled by this Superman.

Although the current situation was clearly extremely unfavorable for him.

But Kaecilius remained terrifyingly calm.

He propped himself up, looked up at the sky, then around, finally fixing his gaze on Leon.

Throughout, he showed no signs of panic.

"A strange Dimension, you brought us here, are you perhaps trying to exile all of us to another Dimension?"

Kaecilius flipped his wrist, and suddenly a translucent, illusory spatial spear materialized out of thin air.

"You are the new Sorcerer Supreme, Ancient One's new disciple, Superman, right?"

Kaecilius stared directly at Leon, as if looking for his weakness.

"Everything else is correct, but I'm not Ancient One's disciple," Leon said, crossing his arms. "It seems you still want to try resisting?"

Kaecilius's gloomy eyes paused, and after a few seconds of silence, he dispelled the spatial spear in his hand.

Although he could continuously draw power from the Dark Dimension.

But trying to defeat a monster like Superman, who can withstand nuclear bombs, was still several magnitudes off.

However, he was not afraid in his heart.

The Dark Dimension's energy gave him a unique advantage in the realm of space manipulation.

He believed he had a trump card, and even Superman couldn't kill him.

Kaecilius walked two steps around Leon: "Superman, I have no intention of being an enemy to you, or Kamar-Taj."

"Then why did you attack the London Sanctum?" Leon realized the other party was about to start a verbal battle, so he went along with it.

Kaecilius put his hands behind his back: "That wasn't an attack, but salvation."

"How so?" Leon played along.

"Ancient One has lived for hundreds of years, but her long lifespan doesn't actually come from Vishanti, but from the Dark Dimension."

Kaecilius explained patiently, "The Dark Dimension transcends time, is eternally unchanging, and gathers countless Worlds like Earth."

"Superman!" He suddenly turned to Leon, "Life on Earth is too short, everything is fleeting, even the warm Sun will one day become desolate."

"But as long as we reach the Dark Dimension, all life, a tree, a fish, an ant, can become Eternity!"

"Earth will merge with other Worlds and find a new way of survival."

"And we will gain Eternity life!"

Kaecilius's eyes burned like a torch, and he spread his hands as if embracing the whole World.

"Time is the enemy of all; by transcending time, we transcend everything!"

"I have never attacked the London Sanctum; that was not an attack, but salvation for every lost sorcerer!"

Leon raised an eyebrow: "You call your previous intention to kill everyone there'salvation'?"

"That's right, that is their salvation and liberation!" Kaecilius said without a hint of guilt.

He truly believed this, without any sense of culpability.

"Before reaching Eternity, all sacrifices are merely a speck of dust blown away in the endless Universe."

Kaecilius's gaze was burning, and he saw that Leon was moved. "Come join us, Superman, your life deserves to be immortalized and sublimated in the Dark Dimension!"

"That sounds really good!" Leon showed an excited smile, extended his hand, and firmly shook Kaecilius's hand.

"I've joined. What do I do? Do we sacrifice Earth to the Dark Dimension?"

"That's right... After we return, we only need to destroy the three great Sanctums, and we can offer Earth to the great Dormammu!"

Kaecilius was stunned for a moment, not expecting the persuasion process to go so smoothly.

It seemed this Superman was also an ambitious person, which was truly excellent.

No matter what this new Sorcerer Supreme truly intended.

But with even the leader of Kamar-Taj embracing the Dark Dimension, how could they possibly fail this time!

Kaecilius was about to say they should quickly return to Earth.

However, Leon suddenly pointed to the continent above: "I have an idea. This Dimension is currently an ownerless World; why don't we sacrifice it to Dormammu first!"

"Ownerless World?" Kaecilius's eyes lit up. "Are you sure this is an ownerless World?"

"Of course, I'm sure. In fact, this is the Sorcerer Supreme's inherited Dimension, the last line of defense against Dimensional Demon God.

Leon blurted out, "If we offer this Dimension to Dormammu, we will definitely be more valued when we reach the Dark Dimension!"

Kaecilius was tempted.

He asked Leon a few more questions about the ownerless World.

Then he also carefully observed the World's operational status.

Finally, he slapped his thigh, feeling that what Leon said was indeed a good idea.

Regardless of whether this Sorcerer Supreme was sincere or deceitful, even if he had ill intentions, what did it matter? As long as the great Dormammu descended, this Superman's schemes would be useless, and he, by then, would be the meritorious minister who offered the World.

"We need to cast a spell together, using our coordinates as a fuse, to summon the great Dormammu to devour this World!"

Kaecilius used Dimensional energy to awaken the eight followers, then arranged a magic circle in the wilderness.

He took out a page from "the castle of cagliostro" concerning the worship of Dormammu, and carefully placed it on the ground.

He even invited Leon to recite the first incantation, but after being politely refused, he regretfully began to pray himself.

"In the name of loyal servants, as an offering from a place never before seen, the great God will become the one and only..."

The nine people gathered in a circle, softly chanting the ritual incantations recorded on the page.

Leon stood by, arms crossed, observing with a cold eye.

Suddenly, he sensed a vast and eerie aura rapidly approaching from outside the World, gradually intensifying.

Wisps of Dark Dimension energy began to appear within the Small World.

Those energies passed through the World's membrane, permeating inward, like dense smoke during a Fire entering a room from every crack, becoming increasingly thick.

Chapter 176 Dormammu: Where is Strange?

When these Dark Dimension energies filled the sky of the Planet where everyone was located.

Suddenly, in all the areas covered by the energy, space rolled back like a curtain.

Without any sound, a huge gap was torn open out of thin air.

The invisible space seemed to become a broken paper, and endless Dark Dimension energy continuously poured out from the breach.

From sky to Earth, as far as the eye could see, there were purple, black, red… various ominous colors.

A Strange, polluting, and malicious aura rushed over.

It was as if a tiger covered in tentacles had burst out of its cage, roaring and baring its fangs at everyone.

Those energies were incredibly fatal; ordinary people would be corrupted into monsters if they touched even a little.

However, Kaecilius and the others, who were already accustomed to contact with Dark Dimensionenergy, took it in stride.

In fact, they even chanted their incantations a little faster.

They were impatient to welcome their great Master.

Every time they chanted an incantation, the gap in the sky grew larger, and the degree of invasion into the Small World became more severe.

When they finished the last words, they chanted in a low voice, "Great Dormammu."

At the gap in the sky, which was constantly spewing energy, a giant face appeared.

That was Dormammu.

His head alone was tens of meters high; his true form had already merged with the Dark Dimension and would not appear unless necessary.

"Who is it… Hmm, it's you again!! Kaecilius!"

Dormammu's large head brought an indescribable sense of oppression when it appeared.

His huge eyes seemed to contain a Universe, and with a sweep of his gaze, a black hole-like pressure radiated out.

No one dared to speak loudly under such majesty.

Kaecilius and the others immediately prostrated themselves on the ground the moment Dormammuappeared, repeatedly calling him the Great Master.

But Dormammu's pressure shattered the next second.

He scanned every Planet in the Small World with his gaze, his eyes gleaming with undisguised greed and desire.

But when he saw that his follower on the ground was Kaecilius, he instantly lost his composure.

"This time we're not even on Earth, so why are you still the one making the sacrifice!"

Dormammu's gaze became wary, and he scanned around again, "Where is Strange of this World? Why isn't he coming out yet!?"

On the ground, Leon's mouth twitched.

Although in countless parallel Worlds.

Dormammu is not unique.

But there aren't many of him either.

This Dormammu probably had been tricked by many Doctor Stranges.

So, as soon as he saw Kaecilius, he reflexively thought of Strange, like a cat whose tail had been bitten by a mouse.

Kaecilius and the others looked at each other in confusion.

Who is Strange? They had never heard of him.

"Great Dormammu!" Kaecilius felt he needed to explain.

He knelt on the ground: "This World is an unclaimed land that I offer to you, I beg you, let us and Earthbecome members of the Dark Dimension!"

"Where is Strange?" Dormammu ignored Kaecilius; he only cared about Doctor Strange.

Without finding Doctor Strange, he felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly, and he had no mind to care about this unclaimed World.

Although a Small World with a diameter of one trillion kilometers was no less attractive to him than Earth.

But because of that disgusting guy, Strange.

How many Earths had he been forced to give up in the past?

"This…" Kaecilius choked for a moment, then braced himself and said, "Great Dormammu, please forgive me, I do not know this person called Strange."

"You don't know? How could you not know?" Dormammu's prestige had already plummeted.

"Of course he wouldn't know, because Strange is still an ordinary person right now," Leon said at this point.

"An ordinary person? He's not a sorcerer yet?" Dormammu was stunned, then suddenly felt relieved.

He finally cheered up: "Which means, this time I can smoothly devour this World?"

"Very good, you all did very well!" Dormammu also regarded Leon as one of his followers.

After all, in this barren Small World, there were only these few living beings in front of him.

Surely, among these followers who were so devout as to sacrifice a World to him, there couldn't be an outsider mixed in, could there?

"Your wish is to join the Dark Dimension?" Dormammu was very happy and decided to grant his followers' wishes.

Kaecilius trembled upon hearing this.

It was coming, it was finally coming; he had waited so many years, and finally, the moment of success was arriving.

As long as he became a member of the Dark Dimension, transcending time, he would surely be able to resurrect his deceased wife and son.

"Yes, Great Dormammu, that is what we pray for," Kaecilius nervously lowered his head.

"A good wish, I promise you, from now on, you will be a part of the Dark Dimension, and also a part of me."

Dormammu's words sounded a little Strange.

But Kaecilius and his followers were all so excited that they prostrated themselves on the ground, expressing their immense gratitude.

But the next moment.

The Dark Dimension mark on their foreheads suddenly glowed brightly.

Crimson runes appeared uncontrollably, becoming hotter and brighter, like flowing blood.

A torrent of dark energy flowed out from the runes, engulfing the nine people.

In just one breath, their bodies began to emit purplish-black tangible energy, and their bodily tissues were corroded and charred piece by piece by the energy.

"This, what's going on! Ah! My, my flesh is melting!"

"I can't take it anymore! My soul feels like it's burning!"

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts! The Dark Dimension's energy is devouring my life, no…"

"Dormammu, Dormammu, he's going to devour us!"

In the last moment, the renegade sorcerers finally realized they had been tricked by Dormammu.

The so-called joining the Dark Dimension was merely becoming a tiny piece of nourishment within it.

The so-called eternal life was, in fact, becoming a part of Dormammu, accompanying him in his eternal life.

"No, this isn't real…"

Kaecilius's body quickly developed cracks, breaking into tiny fragments that flew towards the Dark Dimension.

He knelt weakly on the ground, and suddenly the images of his wife and son from when they were alive flashed in his mind.

These memories had sustained him until now, but he was about to lose everything.

""the castle of cagliostro" didn't write it this way…" His silent eyes were filled with unwillingness.

"Of course, the page you read didn't write it that way. You need to read the whole book; that book usually puts the cost of dark magic at the end."

Leon walked to Kaecilius's side, seeing him off on his final journey.

"You knew all of this early on!" Kaecilius, with only skeletal eye sockets remaining, looked at Leon.

"Even if I told you in advance, you wouldn't have believed it," Leon said, "I came for Dormammu."

"So that's it, Superman, don't let Dormammu invade Earth, you must stop him, I beg you…"

Kaecilius completely disintegrated, entering the Dark Dimension, his voice carried far away by the wind.

"I already said, I came for him," Leon looked up at Dormammu's huge head.

"You, you're not my follower?" Dormammu was puzzled.

How was there still one person standing here, alive and kicking?

"Dormammu, I'm here to negotiate with you."

As soon as Leon spoke, he triggered Dormammu's Doctor Strange PTSD.

Chapter 177 How can you stop me without the Time Stone!

"Negotiation?"

Dormammu was startled at first.

How familiar that word was.

Every time Strange from every World met him, it was always negotiation, negotiation, and more damn negotiation.

It was as if they only knew how to negotiate.

Countless images flashed through Dormammu's mind.

He remembered Strange in those images so clearly, even the mites in his pores.

For an existence like Dormammu,

As long as he wished, every single past moment could be as clear as a high-definition Blu-ray recording in his memory.

Every time Strange said that, his self-assured and righteous expression made Dormammu feel nauseous.

He absolutely did not want to recall it a second time.

But it bothered him, and he thought that one day he would squash and knead all the Stranges.

That was why he was unwilling to strip these disgusting images from his memory, nor was he willing to recall them.

And now, this ordinary little bug below (under the Bio-field's cover, Leon looked no different from a normal person).

He actually dared to speak brazenly of negotiation, daring to make him recall the face of that sewer-maggot Strange!

Dormammu suddenly became enraged.

His head, already like a flame, erupted with solid purplish-red energy.

The energy swirled around him, rising as if his large head had caught fire, threatening to incinerate the World.

No one could remain calm in front of Dormammu like this.

That was the endless energy of the Dark Dimension burning.

Leon's heart also tightened.

Dormammu, within the Dark Dimension, indeed reached a single Universe level in magnitude.

However, he was not nervous; everything was still within the plan.

He even internally complained that Dormammu at this moment looked exactly like that famous Captainwith a flaming head.

"Negotiation! You dare to speak of negotiation!!" Dormammu scoffed, "You've come to die!!"

He attacked without any warning.

Countless earthen spears shot out from the area covered by the Dark Dimension's energy, flying towards Leon, intending to pierce him.

Leon reacted swiftly, his hands flashing, and several giant Seraphim Shields completely enveloped him.

Amidst dull thuds and crisp snapping sounds, all the incoming earthen spears broke and fell to the ground.

The cape behind Leon fluttered lightly, lifting him backward to float in the air.

Every movement conformed to the style of a Sorcerer.

"You are a Sorcerer!?" Dormammu was somewhat astonished.

Just now, he clearly did not sense any trace of extraordinary power on Leon.

"I am the Sorcerer Supreme of the Earth belonging to this Small World!" Leon formed a magic seal with his hands.

"Dormammu, leave here now. This is the last chance I'm giving you." He once again provoked Dormammu with his words.

"Sorcerer Supreme! Another Sorcerer Supreme, how presumptuous!"

Dormammu opened his mouth in a fit of rage, infinite energy converging, and a several-meter-thick beam of light shot towards Leon.

The energy within that beam was incredibly solid and terrifying.

In Leon's perception, its destructive power was even countless times stronger than his self-detonation.

Fortunately, after the light beam passed through the boundary between the Dark Dimension and the Small World, its power was greatly reduced.

Only enough destructive power to barely destroy a Planet remained.

With such an attack, Leon didn't even need to move; he could block it by simply puffing out his chest.

But he no longer used his own energy.

Instead, he connected with Vishanti's dimension, unhesitatingly unleashing an ultra-level Hoggoth's Ancient Spell!

The energy beam, capable of destroying a Planet, transformed into large swarms of butterflies after colliding with Hoggoth's Ancient Spell.

Dormammu's energy attack did not stop,

Hoggoth's Ancient Spell continuously neutralized the attack, and more and more butterflies were generated.

In a short while, emerald butterflies filled the sky.

"Damn it, how can you possibly afford the cost of using this magic for so long!"

Dormammu finally stopped, exasperated, a few minutes later.

Leon immediately scoffed: "Give up, Dormammu, your dimensional energy is too weak after crossing into this World; it's not enough to defeat me!"

Dormammu gritted his teeth: "A mere Sorcerer borrowing Vishanti's power, if I personally cross into this World… "

"Wait, even Strange couldn't use that magic for a long time!"

Dormammu's eyes suddenly darted around warily, "Could it be that you are using the Time Stone to recover your state!?"

Leon raised an eyebrow, guessing that Dormammu was probably preparing to personally cross into the World to fight.

So he showed a confused expression: "Time Stone? Wasn't that destroyed by Thanos five years ago?"

"Destroyed five years ago? So, you don't have the Time Stone!?"

Dormammu burst into hearty laughter, "Hahaha, so your Universe has already reached the point in time after the Blip!"

No Time Stone!

Then he wouldn't have to worry about this Sorcerer Supreme pulling off a time loop!

Dormammu beamed with joy.

Leon also gave himself a thumbs-up for his performance.

Kaecilius always thought Dormammu transcended time.

But that was not truly transcending time.

Rather, there was no such thing as time in the Dark Dimension, and time had never passed there.

When Dormammu first encountered Strange, he couldn't even grasp the concept of time.

Because time had no meaning in his eyes, and the Time Stone would become an ordinary stone in the Dark Dimension.

But even so, almost every time Dormammu attacked Earth.

He would be stopped by Doctor Strange using time in the passage where the Dark Dimension and Earth Dimension merged.

In that area, the concept of time entered the Dark Dimension from Earth, giving the Time Stone its effect.

At first, Dormammu thought Strange had trapped him with time.

But later, when he encountered several Stranges from parallel Worlds.

He realized that the time loop could only affect Strange himself and the Earth behind him.

And he could leave at any time.

So from then on, whenever he saw Kaecilius making a sacrifice and Strange nearby in a World.

Dormammu would ignore it and turn away immediately.

No other reason, just bad luck!

After so many frustrating experiences.

Now, finally encountering a World without the Time Stone, how could Dormammu not be happy.

"Strange hasn't become a Sorcerer yet, but the Blip happened, another Strange parallel World."

Dormammu laughed heartily, "I like these Strange Worlds. With the Stone destroyed, how will you stop me, Sorcerer Supreme!"

Leon formed hand seals, not backing down: "So what if it's destroyed? Even without the Time Stone, I can stop you here!"

Two Vishanti Sacred Swords appeared in his hands, then multiplied infinitely, densely like a swarm of locusts flying towards Dormammu.

Dormammu sneered, blowing out another energy beam from his mouth, destroying all the sword shadows.

"You have some tricks. Among the Stranges I've met, not many can do this."

Dormammu still couldn't forget Strange.

His gaze towards Leon became ferocious, "But you are too naive to think you can stop me!"

Two huge hands suddenly reached out, tearing the spatial barrier like cloth, ripping open an even larger gap!

Dormammu's enormous body completely emerged from the gap, endless dimensional energy swirling around him.

He stepped out of the gap, his hands gripping the spatial barrier, and walked out!

As soon as he left the Dark Dimension, detaching from his dimension-integrated state.

Dormammu's aura plummeted.

From a single Universe level, it dropped to an ordinary Skyfather level.

Although his strength decreased.

He had now truly unleashed all his combat methods.

In the Small World's dimension, his combat power increased instead of decreasing!

"Now, how will you stop me?" Dormammu sneered, looking down at the tiny Leon.

Leon looked up at him and smiled, a smile that revealed his true intentions: "Why stop you? Welcome to my World, Dormammu."

Chapter 178 It's My Turn

Dormammu looked at Leon's confident demeanor, and his Doctor Strange PTSD flared up again.

Strange always had that same expression when he negotiated with him!

He warily scanned his surroundings, searching for any hidden trump cards Leon might have concealed.

However, there was nothing, as if this Sorcerer Supreme was merely an arrogant frog in a well.

His gaze turned cold: "Welcome? Then offer this World and Earth to me, Sorcerer Supreme!"

Leon formed hand seals: "This World is mine, and Earth is also… under my protection. If you want it, come and try!"

A Mirror Dimension rapidly expanded, enveloping the entire Planet in a few breaths.

Dormammu looked around and suddenly sneered: "Mirror Dimension, ridiculous."

"Then I will kill you and devour everything you have myself!"

Dormammu suddenly attacked.

The dimensional energy swirling around him instantly erupted, directly shattering the Mirror Dimension.

The vast Mirror Dimension shattered like a true mirror.

Then, a fist like a small mountain tore through space, appearing before Leon in the blink of an eye.

This was the strongest attack method in the Marvel Universe — close combat!

Leon's figure was struck by the massive fist, and with just one blow, he was sent flying backward like a meteor, smashing through one great mountain after another on the Planet, like bowling pins being knocked down.

The collapsing mountains continuously filled the sky with dust upon impact, covering an area several kilometers long.

From space, looking down, the Planet's surface at this time seemed to have grown a row of earthy brown whiskers.

"A mere Sorcerer Supreme, without the Time Stone, still dares to bluster!"

Dormammu stretched his hands forward, and the wind, rain, thunder, and lightning of the entire Worldsubmitted to him.

Gales, Earth veins, raging flames, and rivers and seas all surged towards Leon's position under his control.

This was Dormammu's ability, elemental manipulation!

Mountain collapses, Earth fissures, tsunamis, windstorms, meteor showers, raging fires…

Any one of these cataclysmic elemental attacks was enough to cause a mass extinction.

But now, all of them were used against Leon alone.

Dormammu vented all his anger towards all Stranges, along with the provocation he had just received, onto Leon.

As if vowing to pulverize this arrogant Sorcerer Supreme.

When all the commotion subsided, the Planet's surface was already riddled with craters.

Where Leon was located, an unfathomably deep abyss appeared, with seawater continuously pouring into it from the surroundings.

Let alone an ordinary Sorcerer Supreme.

Even if Ancient One came, she would probably die at this point.

Dormammu walked to the edge of the abyss and looked down.

He did not detect any signs of life in the abyss and felt that the Sorcerer Supreme must be utterly dead.

"Strange, one day you will also be devoured by me, along with this entire Earth, just like this Sorcerer Supreme!"

Dormammu was still thinking about Doctor Strange.

He turned to leave, preparing to fly into space and begin devouring the Small World.

"Oi, where are you going?" However, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

Dormammu paused, turning back in surprise: "You're not dead!?"

Leon emerged from the abyss completely unharmed.

His battle suit was as good as new, and even his hairstyle wasn't messed up!

"Your attacks were ticklish. To kill me, you'll have to try harder."

Leon clenched his right fist, and a brilliant blue energy suddenly surged from him, rapidly covering the entire World.

"You want to leave just as it's my turn. That won't do."

"What!" The spread of the blue energy made Dormammu's expression change.

He turned his head and saw that the parts of space that had been assimilated by the Dark Dimensionwere rapidly returning to normal.

Even the opened spatial portals were erased in the blink of an eye.

But this was not the worst part.

He tried to control the Dark Dimension to reopen the space of the Small World.

But he found that his connection with the Dark Dimension had been severed!

Forget about continuing to invade this Small World.

Now he couldn't even use his interdimensional abilities to return to the Dark Dimension.

"What have you done!?" Flames truly ignited on Dormammu's fiery head.

He looked around and found that the entire Small World was enveloped by a layer of blue energy.

That energy contained the power of space.

He didn't know what this energy was.

But it was clearly incredibly profound.

As a Dimension Lord, he could easily shatter the space-related Mirror Dimension, but for a moment, he couldn't break through the isolation of this energy.

To break through it, his best option was to kill Leon, the source of the energy.

"Do you still need to ask when it's so obvious? Of course, I'm cutting off your retreat, Dormammu. You are now a bird in a cage!"

Leon floated in the air, no longer forming hand seals to cast spells, but instead flexing his wrists.

"You are seeking death!" Dormammu brought his fist down from above.

Compared to his enormous fist, Leon was so tiny he seemed like just an ant.

What happens when an ant is struck by a mountain? Of course, it dies.

But this time, Dormammu's mountain-like fist seemed to strike another mountain.

His fist stopped in front of Leon without any cushioning.

It was as if a rhinoceros, after a running start, crashed into a titanium alloy wall; despite its immense power, it couldn't shake the opponent in the slightest.

Because, in front of Dormammu's fist, Leon extended his palm and effortlessly blocked the punch!

And his body didn't even sway a bit!

"What!?" Dormammu exclaimed again, "This is impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible. Your fist has no power at all. It's too weak!" Leon withdrew his hand and crossed his arms.

The flames on Dormammu's head intensified: "I'd like to see how many punches you, a Sorcerer, can block!"

He withdrew his fist to gather strength, dimensional energy condensed, and he punched again with a World-destroying aura.

This punch was enough to pierce a Planet!

But this time, Leon didn't even raise his hand; he just stood there with his arms crossed, coldly staring at Dormammu.

The fist struck him, emitting a dull thud like blunt objects colliding.

But Leon remained unmoving, like a nail hammered into the sky!

"Impossible!" Dormammu was in disbelief.

He began to attack continuously, hooks, straight punches, uppercuts, sliding chops…

Dense fists rained down on Leon.

Each punch, though carrying infinite power, with its mere aftershocks destroying large areas of mountains and rivers,

Still couldn't change Leon's expression in the slightest, nor could it make his body waver even a bit.

Every one of Dormammu's punches seemed to strike Vibranium, or even Uru metal.

When he finally stopped attacking,

He realized that Leon had been floating in the air the entire time, taking his attacks without any leverage.

Dormammu couldn't help but take a step back.

"How can a Sorcerer like you have such a strong physique!?"

He had been a Dimension Lord for so many years and had never seen such a terrifying physique.

How could someone with such a physique be a Sorcerer!

Leon's lips curved into a smile: "Is a Sorcerer who doesn't understand close combat still a Sorcerer? Now, it's my turn!"

He raised his fist, his body rapidly expanding, appearing before Dormammu's massive head as if by teleportation.

Compared to this nearly hundred-meter-tall head, his fist was almost negligibly small.

However, when he punched Dormammu's side face,

That fiery head, along with its enormous body, immediately crashed to the ground like a high-speed falling meteor, accompanied by a piercing shriek tearing through the air.

Due to inertia, it even bounced several times on the ground, finally shattering over a thousand kilometers of land and raising a sky full of dust.

"Awoooo!" Dormammu's pained cries echoed through the heavens and Earth.

Leon floated in the air, his cape fluttering, his Bio-field completely deactivated.

He tore through the air, accompanied by a deafening sonic boom and clouds and rain swirling around him, rapidly charging towards Dormammu.

Chapter 179 Starburst

Inside the collapsed mountain, Dormammu struggled to get up.

But Leon's fist caught up again, landing on his face.

Boom!

Dormammu's head, which had just lifted, slammed heavily onto the rock layers again, sinking thousands of meters.

An invisible wave of air spread as the fist collided with his flaming head.

The surrounding ground was peeled back layer by layer by the Impact.

The continental shelf trembled, the ocean rolled back, and everything seemed to return to the second day of God's seven-day creation.

Amidst Dormammu's wails.

Leon stepped on his huge face, swinging his fists down rhythmically.

Each punch brought a roar loud enough to reverberate throughout the World.

Each punch sent Dormammu plummeting thousands of meters towards the Earth's core.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The heavy thudding sound was like rolling thunder, accompanying Dormammu's wails.

The two of them fell together towards the Earth's core.

Dormammu's body shattered the Earth's crust.

Countless pulverized rocks struck Leon like water droplets from a fountain's peak.

He remained unmoved, his expression cold, with excited sparks dancing in his eyes.

Since transmigrating, Leon had never had such a satisfying beating.

Dormammu, with his immortal attribute, was simply the best punching bag in the World.

The two of them got closer and closer to the Earth's core, and the temperature began to rise.

After another punch, Leon suddenly retracted his hand to gather strength, and the power of the law swirled around his arm.

The next moment, he unleashed a full-force punch! His speed approached Light Speed!

If the previous punches were continuous ordinary punches.

Then this time, it was a serious punch!

Ten quadrillion tons of force, plus Light Speed.

When this punch was thrown.

Everything in the World seemed to stand still at this moment.

Time was suddenly stretched infinitely long.

All sounds rapidly receded.

Every particle in the air, every piece of rubble, was suspended.

The World seemed to become a static ink wash painting, so beautiful that one would want to play a waltz.

But the next second, this timeless ink wash painting was suddenly torn to shreds.

In the Universe.

A point of light lit up, then rapidly expanded.

The Planet where Leon and Dormammu were located, the entire Planet exploded.

There was no sound in the cosmic void.

Only the brilliant, incomparable fire of the explosion.

A Planet shattered from the inside out in an instant.

Breaking into evenly sized pieces of rubble.

Shot in all directions by the explosion.

The scene was so beautiful, like the most Eternity scenery in a fantasy story.

Suddenly, a Shadow rushed out from the fire.

That was Leon and Dormammu.

Dormammu's head repeatedly tilted back, his limbs floating weakly in the void along with his head.

Leon was still hitting Dormammu!

Every one of his punches had an Impact force capable of destroying a Planet.

Dormammu's flaming head was already swollen into a pumpkin head, but Leon still refused to stop!

Under the Impact force of punch after punch, Dormammu and Leon, who was stepping on his face, fell together into a continent tens of millions of kilometers long and wide.

Thump!

As the two fell, the Impact wave stirred up dust all over the sky.

The lost sound returned.

It was still that familiar thudding sound, as if someone was constantly pounding beef balls, aiming to make the most chewy balls in the World.

Not until Dormammu was deeply embedded in the ground, creating a bottomless abyss.

Did Leon stop.

He let out a long breath with a feeling of exhilaration, much like a muscular man who had just finished a set of squats at the gym.

In the abyss.

Dormammu's head was down, his legs up, and he was already on his last breath, even temporarily losing consciousness.

But this was only temporary.

He was an energy life form; as long as he had sufficient energy, even the most severe injuries could quickly recover.

To kill him, one would have to drain or exhaust all his energy.

Just a few seconds after Leon stopped, Dormammu's highly swollen head had already begun to deflate.

"Dormammu has a conceptual level of immortality; as long as someone believes in him, he can be reborn infinitely."

Leon, flying above the abyss, analyzed, "So directly killing him here is not cost-effective; it's better to beat him for a while longer, then coerce and entice him, and also take advantage of him."

A few minutes later.

Dormammu, fully recovered, climbed out of the abyss, like a Tarzan.

He was probably truly stunned by the beating, even forgetting to use his magic, and actually scaled the cliff with his bare hands like an ordinary person.

Looking at Leon flying in front of him, Dormammu's head was still burning with Fire.

However, this time he lacked his previous arrogant demeanor.

"Sorcerer Supreme… state your terms."

Dormammu's tone was still condescending, but it softened a bit, no longer overbearing.

Unlike being forced to negotiate terms by Strange using the Time Stone.

This time, he was beaten into submission.

The former was like a monkey brandishing a nuclear button at someone.

The latter was a strong person who earned respect with bare hands and strength.

Dormammu had never seen anyone like Leon, who purely relied on physical strength to exert God-level power.

Other beings, whether Odin or the Celestials, mostly relied on energy to be powerful.

Even that energy merely came from higher beings, not from themselves.

To true powerhouses, Dormammu would give due respect.

As long as the conditions Leon proposed were not too excessive, he could agree.

However, as soon as Leon spoke, his tone soared to the sky: "I want half the authority of the Dark Dimension."

"..." Dormammu was silent for a few seconds, once thinking he had misheard, "What did you say?"

"I want the authority of the Dark Dimension."

Leon shrugged, "Dormammu, don't be so serious; if you find it unacceptable, you can try to bargain, we can all discuss it."

Let alone fifty percent of the authority, even one percent would be a huge profit for him.

But although Dormammu was a bit stunned, he wasn't stupid.

The Fire on his head began to burn fiercely again: "Are you playing with me?! Throw your thoughts into the Universe, or I don't mind fighting you again!"

"So there's nothing to discuss? Half is not acceptable, how about a quarter?" Leon spread his hands.

But after hearing this, Dormammu directly attacked again.

Recently, he had been extremely sensitive to topics concerning dimensional authority.

"Shut up!" Dormammu gestured with both hands, and immense dimensional energy passed through Space, grabbing a Planet and forcibly controlling it, smashing it towards Leon.

"So angry? Harming one thousand enemies while losing eight hundred of your own?" Leon was not to be outdone.

He gestured with one hand, releasing the power of the Space Stone, similarly grabbing a Planet in space and smashing it towards Dormammu.

The flames of war between the two were ignited once again.

...

On the other side.

After Leon entered the World Ring.

The Kamar-Taj sorcerers took their respective positions.

Defense team in place, attack team in place, control team in place...

The three major Sanctums and the holy sites in the Himalayan Mountains were all on high alert.

In the London Sanctum, Mordo, Daniel, and Grandmaster Hamir discussed the division of labor among the sorcerers.

In the Hong Kong Temple, Pietro patted his chest at Wang, saying that with him, everything would be fine.

In the New York Sanctum, Tony gathered all the Men in Black in New York.

Following Leon's instructions, he distributed some magical artifacts that ordinary people could also use in the Sanctum to them.

Chapter 180 Dimensional Invasion

Inside the Kamar-Taj Sanctum.

Banner and Wanda stood guard, slightly tense, before the teleportation portals of the three Sanctums.

Three light screens unfolded before them, displaying the situations of Tony and the others.

Outside the library.

The sorcerers of the emergency aid force had already lined up, ready to pick up their staffs and enter the battlefield at any moment.

That's right, staffs.

The sorcerers who remained in the Sanctum were all wizards who had been injected with bloodline potions, and cultivators who practiced both arcane and mystic arts.

Standing together, some had cat ears and tails, while others had bony, jet-black wings on their backs.

None of them looked particularly normal.

The new magic system had been publicly taught for over half a month, but for now, not many sorcerers were willing to learn it.

After all, once you drank the bloodline potion, you would become strange.

What normal person would want to become like a beastman?

However, the advantage of the new magic system was that casting spells required no cost.

It was believed that more sorcerers would be willing to join and study in the future.

As for the sorcerers standing here at this moment, most of them were not normal people.

When they heard about the side effects of the bloodline potion, not only did they not dislike it, but they even exclaimed that it wasn't a side effect at all, but rather an extra bonus.

Wang and Mordo found the thoughts of these sorcerers incomprehensible.

It wasn't until Tony enlightened them about a psychological quirk called furry fetish that they suddenly understood.

Among these people, the strangest one had to be Lintla, who was originally a minotaur.

Lintla was an alien minotaur who accidentally came to Earth and joined Kamar-Taj to become a sorcerer.

He was the first among everyone to drink the bloodline potion.

And what he drank was a potion made from the blood of an invisible beast.

Now his fur was unusually thick, and he could temporarily turn invisible, becoming more and more like a minotaur in another sense.

Of course, the simple-minded Lintla didn't understand those strange things.

He only felt that after the new magic system was opened, there were more and more companions in the Sanctum with animalistic features like him.

This made him happy every day.

...

Time slowly passed amidst the tense waiting of the sorcerers in the four regions.

No one's spirit could remain tense for a long time.

They were not like Leon, who was fighting Dormammu in the World Ring with high spirits.

Remaining silent and concentrating while waiting was very energy-consuming.

Half an hour later.

Tony and the others discussed and decided to have a portion of the sorcerers take turns on alert.

Meanwhile.

Several Hell Lords and Dimensional Demon Gods finally noticed the anomaly in the Dark Dimension.

On a throne in a certain hell, Mephisto, whose entire body was red as if bathed in blood, suddenly opened his eyes.

He stepped down from the throne and gradually transformed into an old White man.

"Dormammu is fighting someone… Is it an Earth?"

Mephisto grinned, his teeth showing greed, "Such a good opportunity cannot be missed."

"Let the demons go to that Earth to investigate the situation, and as for me, it's been a long time since I visited this old friend's home, hehehe."

It wasn't just Mephisto.

Satanish, Zathannos, Marduk, and other Hell Lords, and even the famous Eye Demon, all turned their gaze towards Earth at this moment.

They all made similar choices without prior consultation.

—Send low-level hell or dimensional creatures to Earth to try and destroy the Sanctums.

As for them, they would go to the Dark Dimension to see if they could gain something while the Masterwas away.

...

Beep beep beep!

Red warning lights flashed wildly on every projection screen, accompanied by sirens, dyeing the entire Sanctum blood red.

Tony's pupils and face also glowed red under the lights: "The enemy is here! All sorcerers prepare to restrict the area! Natasha, you and I will attack after the first wave of probing attacks!"

"No problem!" Natasha gripped a magic weapon spear tightly in her hand.

She could guarantee that a few months ago, she had never imagined her life could be so rich and colorful, that there would even be a day when she would resist an invasion from another World.

The same was true for the other two Sanctums.

The defense system composed of the three great Sanctums was torn open by several hells and dimensional Worlds with immense energy, creating tiny openings.

Almost at the same moment,

Low-level demons and dimensional creatures emerged from the rifts in all three great Sanctums.

They were sent to attack the Sanctums, so the spatial passages were naturally established within the Sanctums.

The moment Wang and Mordo sensed the demonic aura, they issued the same command as Tony.

The sorcerers specifically responsible for restricting the area immediately cast spells together, conjuring the Mirror Dimension that enveloped the Sanctums, and also incorporating the passages from the other dimensions within it.

Tony directly opened a full-frequency voice channel: "Everyone, some strange creatures have appeared on my side, like the three-headed dogs of hell and red dragons from fairy tales. Do you have any situations on your end?"

His original intention was to play it safe, to have everyone gather to face the enemy together.

But Wang and Mordo's replies made his heart sink.

"Things are not good on my side. Some large-eyed octopuses have appeared. They should be from the Eye Demon's extra dimension." Mordo's forehead was sweating coldly.

"I also have a situation here. There are some Hell Demons, but they are all low-level, so they are still manageable." The Hong Kong Temple guarded by Wang seemed to be in a slightly better situation.

"Sounds pretty bad… Do we need help from the Sanctum?" Dr. Banner said, "And I can also…"

"No, let Hulk wait first!" Wang had read the most magic books.

He made up his mind: "Banner, have the sorcerers remaining in the Sanctum divide into three teams. We will focus our attacks first, and then move in for close combat!"

"Okay! I'll go right away!"

Banner ran out of the library, directing over a hundred sorcerers in the field to divide into three teams and enter the teleportation portals of the three great Sanctums respectively.

...

The squad where the minotaur Lintla was located arrived at the London Sanctum.

As soon as they stepped out of the teleportation portal, they were immediately pulled into the Mirror Dimension.

The first scene they saw was Master Mordo leading the other sorcerers, desperately trying to control seven or eight large, octopus-like monsters with magic chains.

Those large monsters had legs over ten meters long, and huge eyes on top of their large octopus heads.

Just one glance from that eye made Lintla and the others feel their heads starting to grow dizzy.

"Not good, it's a mental-type corrosive attack, quickly use Vishanti's Mind Guard!"

Dozens of sorcerers first communicated with Vishanti's dimension to add protection to themselves.

Then they looked at Mordo and the others, who were struggling: "Master Mordo, what should we do?"

"Use the Unforgivable Curses! Focus fire on the same target!"

Mordo desperately tugged at a magic chain, veins bulging on his forehead, "These guys are from an extra dimension and are good at mental erosion. You have to use similar mental magic to deal with them!"

The sorcerers all agreed and immediately pulled out their wands.

"Avada Kedavra!" Dozens of green beams of light focused on the same large octopus.

Avada Kedavra required a firm killing intent to be cast.

The large octopus was struck by the killing intent of dozens of people, and its large eyes immediately rolled back, falling to the ground with a thud.

It didn't die; the Curse of Slaying could not cause substantial damage to it.

But the emotions contained within the curse temporarily made it shut down.

Mordo's eyes lit up at the sight.

He directly let go of the chain in his hand.

Stepping on his magic boots, he took several steps in the air, casting the Fan of Oshtur.

Descending from the sky, he cut down with a fan, splitting the large octopus's head in two.

"Well done, keep going!" Mordo shouted.

He hadn't expected Hogwarts magic to be useful at this time.

When these large octopuses were conscious, they would strengthen themselves with dimensional energy, making them virtually invulnerable.

Moreover, they constantly emitted mental erosion, making it difficult to attack them.

Now that a large wave of Avada Kedavra was unleashed, dealing with them was incredibly easy.

Within a few minutes, Mordo and the sorcerers cut through the remaining large octopuses like slicing vegetables.

Mordo smiled: "It seems we are the first to defeat the enemy!"

"Mo, Master Mordo, look…!!" The minotaur Lintla suddenly pointed behind him.

Mordo turned around, and even more large octopuses emerged from the spatial rift, their numbers seeming… endless.

"Damn it… Is the Dimensional Demon God on the other side crazy? To send out so many subordinates?" Mordo was drenched in sweat.

Chapter 181 Tony's Magical Fungus

While Mordo was facing a great crisis, Tony on his side was not having an easy time either.

The creatures attacking the New York Sanctum were all from hell.

Three-headed dogs, two-headed dragons, HYDRA, Leviathan…

They were all huge creatures with high magic resistance, tough hides, and extremely long health bars.

When the wizard team arrived, they also unleashed a volley of Avada Kedavra.

As a result, the hell creatures hit were scorched black, but they shook their heads, and despite their injuries, erupted with an even more ferocious side.

The Unforgivable Curses, imbued with killing intent, not only failed to work but instead ignited their innate killing instinct.

The sorcerers could only quickly switch modes.

Some of them held up Seraphim Shield in the front.

The others behind the shields unleashed a barrage of spells.

Bolts of Balthakk, Severing Charm, Fiendfyre Curse… various magic spells flew around in the expanded Mirror Dimension.

The sorcerers all used their strongest magic.

But the magic resistance of these hell creatures was still too high compared to the sorcerers' attacks.

Wizard magic from Hogwarts was almost directly immune.

Only white magic, cast by borrowing the power of Vishanti, could cause effective damage to these bizarre creatures.

Especially Bolts of Balthakk.

After the golden lightning ball bounced several times, as long as it hit, it could consistently kill a hell creature.

Unfortunately, this magic was too difficult, and the cost of casting it was extremely high; only a handful of sorcerers present had mastered it.

After several rounds of magic bombardment, the sorcerers holding the front line were the first to buckle.

The number of hell creatures seemed endless, with one emerging from the rift every few seconds.

They charged at the shields, not caring for their lives, and before long, an entire row of Seraphim Shieldwas covered in cracks.

"It's our turn!" Tony said, canceling the Deformation Curse on his armor, transforming back into a giant armor tens of meters tall.

He controlled the armor to take flight, diving into the monster horde, sweeping with improved laser beams, beheading a whole section.

Natasha raised the magical spear in her hand, leaped high, and followed over the shield layer: "Girls, show them what you've got!"

The Men in Black charged out of the line one after another.

Their physical qualities were no weaker than those of the large dimensional creatures.

Yelena knocked down one head of a three-headed dog with an uppercut from below, then, while dodging the attacks of the other two heads, she casually sliced off another head.

The unstoppable charge of the hell creature army was, for a moment, blocked by fewer than a hundred Men in Black girls.

The sorcerers in the back finally got a slight breather.

But they quickly rejoined the battlefield.

Either using Setorak's Crimson Chains to help control the monsters, or personally charging into battle with Vishantis Holy Sword and Rings of Raggador.

Kamar-Taj sorcerers were indeed different from mages elsewhere.

They all had the heart of a warrior, willing to fight in blood and unafraid of sacrifice.

"Shit! Who is this Hell Lord? Why does he send only monsters with multiple heads?"

"Could it be that he's a chatterbox, so his subordinates need to have more mouths to keep up with his bragging?"

Tony said, holding a two-headed dragon by the neck, continuously firing laser cannons into its mouth while complaining.

Banner's voice came through the audio: "Who knows, maybe Tony, you should go to hell to keep him company, with you there, he wouldn't need subordinates with so many mouths."

"Banner, are you saying I'm a chatterbox too? Don't joke, I'm clearly a serious person!"

Tony blasted one head of the two-headed red dragon, only to have the other head bite his armor arm.

Watching as the fungus-composed armor was torn to shreds by the huge dragon head in a few bites, Tony's mind moved.

Electrical signals transmitted through the chip, controlling that arm to suddenly shatter into countless fungal threads, enveloping the red dragon.

The powerful devouring ability of the fungus suddenly showed an offensive side.

Within a few seconds, the huge red dragon, covered in fungus, let out a piercing howl.

Then it was quickly devoured by the fungus, turning into withered bones, its dimensional energy integrating into the fungal body.

And the Fungus God Armor suddenly grew several points taller.

"This works!? Isn't it a bit too cruel…"

Tony shook off the skeleton, muttering to himself thoughtfully.

"But fighting hell creatures doesn't require adherence to humanitarianism, right?"

"What did you say?" Banner asked, having heard the murmur.

"I said, I think I've found a way to deal with these hell creatures!" Tony's eyes lit up.

He had always considered the fungus's ability to absorb nutrients and strengthen itself a double-edged sword.

Normally, besides using it to form a large armor, he avoided using this ability to prevent severe consequences.

He never expected that in the battle with hell creatures, this ability, which he had always treated cautiously, would have a chance to shine.

"Everyone, fall back!" Tony suddenly shouted, "Fall back now, and put up your magic shields, quickly!"

The Men in Black exchanged glances and retreated decisively.

Although their boss's brother was sometimes unreliable, he wasn't the type to mess up at critical moments.

The sorcerers were initially hesitant, but after the Men in Black retreated, their pressure suddenly increased, and they could only follow suit.

When the huge Seraphim Shield line was deployed again, Tony, holding a large hell creature in one hand, suddenly laughed.

"Everyone, I promise the next scene will be incredibly cool, you've never seen anything like it!"

Mark 10's hands sprouted black fungal threads, enveloping the two hell creatures in his hands, transforming them into nutrients in a few seconds.

The fungus Tony developed shouldn't have had such strong devouring power.

But these fungi were currently powered by the Ten Rings.

The mysterious energy of the Ten Rings directly neutralized the dimensional energy's protection over the monsters, allowing the fungal threads to break through layers of obstruction and reach the cellular core.

After absorbing the energy of the two monsters, Mark 10 expanded a few more centimeters.

Then Tony began his true plan: "Jarvis, cooperate with me to fully power the Ten Rings, promoting the unrestricted growth of the fungal threads!"

"Yes, sir!" Jarvis had directly entered the chip behind Tony's neck during the battle to assist him in combat.

As both of them simultaneously mobilized energy, Mark 10's massive body instantly disintegrated.

The black and gold giant armor spawned countless fungal threads, rapidly spreading across the ground of the Mirror Dimension, covering it like an oil spill.

And oil is flammable, as are fungal threads.

However, Tony's fungal threads, when burning at this moment, consumed not oxygen, but the life of the hell creatures.

The monsters from hell did not believe that the dark substance beneath their feet could harm them, completely ignoring the fungal threads.

But when the fungal threads on the ground climbed onto the bodies of the hell creatures and enveloped them, the battle was already over and concluded.

Amidst the rising and falling, increasingly weaker roars, within a few seconds, all the hell creatures that had emerged from the spatial portal died, turning into withered bones.

Mark 10 absorbed their nutrients, becoming even larger once again.

Chapter 182 Everyone is showing off, only Mordo is getting beaten

The Mirror Dimension was silent, so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.

All the sorcerers gaped.

Even the Men in Black, who had already witnessed the Fungus God Armor, were incredibly shocked, their emotions hard to calm.

Tony controlled the armor to spread its arms, expecting cheers and applause.

But he waited a long time and heard no sound.

He turned around and found the sorcerers looking at him one by one, like little boys in a church looking at a priest.

The Men in Black were relatively normal.

But their gazes were the kind that said, "A little admiration, and a little disgust."

"Alright, alright, you guys are just as unappreciative as Leon," Tony shook his head blandly.

However, he secretly decided that his next armor must be incredibly cool, incredibly dazzling, making people unable to help but exclaim "Ooh!" when they saw it!

"Tony, do you have any problems over there? Do you need support?" Dr. Banner's voice rang out on the public frequency.

"What problems could there be? The little guys from Hell are very cute, Jarvis and I both like them very much."

Tony said, walking to the spatial portal.

All sorts of strange creatures from Hell were still emerging from the portal.

But Mark 10 had transformed into a meat grinder; every Hell creature that came out was devoured.

The scene looked exactly like fish with rolling eyes in a basin, one after another, lining up to jump into a frying pan.

"Banner, I'll handle this side. You and the sorcerers should all go support the other two Temples," Tonysaid.

Because the battles were all taking place in the Mirror Dimension.

So Banner could no longer see the battle situations of the three Temples on the projection screen.

However, fortunately, the sorcerers were connecting reality and the Mirror Dimension with the Mystic Art of Portals, which was convenient for strategic retreats.

So the communication signal was not affected.

He scratched his chin: "Are you sure you're not just putting on a brave front? This isn't the time to be stubborn, Tony."

Everyone knew Tony Stark was a bit stubborn.

Tony's face darkened: "Banner, I can handle the little guys here, I promise!"

"Alright, then what about you, Wang?" Banner asked Wang again.

Wang's voice rang out: "I don't need it here either. That boy Leon brought, Pietro, is he called Pietro? Honestly, he's a bit formidable…"

...

Hong Kong Temple.

After the Hell demons appeared, the Bloodline Wizards, as usual, made the first move.

However, after a large swath of green Avada Kedavra was cast, only two demons fell.

Wang immediately judged.

Wizard magic was more suitable for fighting humans.

To deal with these guys from Hell, White magic with special attack bonuses was more efficient.

So he decisively commanded the sorcerers to divide into control, defense, and assault teams.

He was about to continue systematically extending the battle line.

Unexpectedly, Pietro, who had been assigned a magical artifact dagger, charged out directly at this moment.

Wang was dumbfounded for a moment.

He didn't know if this kid had charged out of the battle line to attack, or if he had abandoned everyone and fled.

Because he couldn't see Pietro's figure at all, only illusory Shadows appearing from time to time, then disappearing in a blink of an eye.

"Hey, kid! Leon told you to follow me so you would listen to my comm— uh, and?"

Wang hadn't even finished his scolding words.

Pietro reappeared in front of him, playing with the magical artifact dagger in his palm, spinning it rapidly.

"Done!" Pietro bounced on his toes, looking like he had finished warming up.

"Done with what?" Wang frowned, feeling that this kid in front of him was not simple.

"Here." Pietro gestured with his chin towards the spatial portal, "I dealt with them."

Wang followed his gaze.

He saw the demons that had just been flying several meters high in the air, or accelerating on the ground.

Now they all stopped in place.

They made "cough cough" gasping sounds, as if there was a dilapidated pipe organ hidden in their lungs.

They all tried to cover their throats with their bloodless, pale arms.

There, a long but bone-deep wound clearly traversed their necks, and purple or green blood sprayed out like a fountain, heedlessly.

Normally, such a wound would not be fatal to demons.

But above that wound, there was a faint golden energy flickering, preventing the wound from healing.

"That's Vishanti's enchantment energy… You, you just used the dagger to slit all their throats!?" Wang looked at Pietro in horror.

When this kid first arrived at Kamar-Taj, he was clearly just an ordinary person.

As a result, after only one training session with Leon, he became a little Superman?

Wang's throat bobbed, and he suddenly had the idea of going to Leon's room tonight to apprentice and learn skills.

"Hey, hey! Don't space out! Look, some demons seem to be recovering! And new demons are coming out!"

Pietro shook Wang's shoulder, shaking him awake from his beautiful dream of becoming an apprentice and reaching the pinnacle of life.

"Huh? Oh, yes, yes, yes!" Wang vigorously shook his head, "The enchantment on the magical artifact isn't enough to kill them. Quick, everyone, let's go together and quickly finish them off while we can!"

Wang rapidly formed hand seals, cast Vishanti's Holy Sword, and rushed forward, shouting with the great sword in hand.

All the demons had their throats slit by Pietro.

At this time, the sorcerers went forward with their swords, one great head per sword, having never fought such an easy battle.

The subsequent battle was very simple.

Demons appear, Pietro slits throats, sorcerers finish them off.

The entire process was clearly divided, highly efficient, like an industrialized slaughterhouse.

The Hong Kong battlefield had completely become a guillotine where demons lined up to be beheaded.

Wang's hand even became numb from cutting, and the energy longsword was almost chipped, having cut off the lifetime's worth of heads of ancient executioners in a short amount of time.

And the demons on the other side of the portal finally became timid, not daring to cross the portal a step further.

So, when Dr. Banner asked, Wang could only say he felt no pressure at all.

"I have Pietro here, so there won't be any problems. You all go support Mordo!" he said.

Pietro added: "Right, right, Wang and I are enough here. Also, remember to call me Quicksilver from now on. Leon said this title suits me very well!"

After the battle with the Hell demons.

Pietro fully realized the changes in his strength.

At this moment, there was no longer any dissatisfaction with Leon's harsh training.

He even felt grateful, thinking that the nickname Leon gave him was extremely fitting.

"Quicksilver? Sounds like you're very fast? Then the Hong Kong Temple doesn't need support now…" Banner stroked his chin.

Wanda, next to him, was holding her forehead, sighing inwardly that her naive brother had indeed been subdued by Leon.

When Leon returned later, that idiot would definitely try to take credit from Leon.

Banner then looked at the last Temple: "Mordo, how are things on your side? Do you also not need…"

"My Vishanti! You finally asked me! London needs support! Come quickly and support us! The octopus monsters here can mentally erode, and there are too many of them!"

Mordo's urgent voice rang out, full of long-suppressed frustration.

He and the sorcerers had been struggling for a long time at the hands of the giant octopus.

He had long wanted to ask for help.

But unfortunately, Banner first asked about the New York and Hong Kong Temples.

And both Temples had perfectly resolved the invasion from Hell.

How could the reserved Mordo openly ask for help?

He was tormented by the giant octopus to the point where his brain was almost splitting, yet he still stubbornly held on, just waiting for Banner's question.

"Need, need support?" Banner was startled at first, then quickly began to take off his outer clothes, "I know, I know, I'm coming right away!"

Wanda was also stunned; she had thought all three great Temples could handle the invasion themselves.

"Let me go, I'm good at dealing with mental aspects!" She rolled up her sleeves, actively challenging.

Since Pietro could deal with Hell demons, she could certainly deal with dimensional creatures.

They were all taught by Leon, so who would be worse than whom!

Pietro wasn't the only one who wanted to prove himself to Leon!

However, before Wanda could walk into the fixed teleportation portal of the London Temple.

Two crisp slapping sounds came from behind her.

Then.

"Roar!! Hulk!" Banner slapped himself twice, bringing out the Hulk.

Then the Hulk roared, jumped over Wanda's head in one step, and leaped directly into the portal!

Wanda stood behind, flustered: "…