Seeing the Earth's crust rise into the sky and the rolling black smoke spreading everywhere below, Zheng Xian realized that Zero Material was not a good thing; on the contrary, it was very dangerous. He had to ensure that this dangerous power didn't fall into anyone's hands.
So now he's somewhat relieved, luckily he didn't act rashly with the Dynasty, otherwise he and his people would really have no way to deal with this black smoke, and the situation would be a complete mess.
Fortunately, he waited for Deathstroke to appear before acting himself, unintentionally avoiding losses.
Seeing Zheng Xian take the initiative like this, Su Ming guessed that he must have done something wrong, but there was no need to expose him. Maintaining a good relationship was beneficial for both parties.
He nodded at Old Zheng, walked to the hole as thick as a waist, ignored the dense dark clouds spewing out, and stepped directly inside.
In an instant, the world spun, and Su Ming felt his body being elongated by an external force, continuously flowing through a long, slender tube, towards an unknown distance.
It was completely dark all around, even if he stretched out his hand, he couldn't see his fingers, his vision was severely limited.
But he wasn't panicked at all. Instead, he began to rest with his eyes closed. Since he had a plan in mind, facing any enemy wouldn't really make much difference.
During this eerie teleportation process, he couldn't feel space or time at all.
And after an unknown amount of time, Su Ming felt his body lighten, and the surrounding environment also brightened up.
Being well-prepared, he activated the Time Gem in mid-air. A flash of green light, and he flipped in the air to land steadily.
At this moment, he was standing on a vast, boundless stone platform, as if it were floating in the cosmos. Looking up, he could see various magnificent planets and galaxies around, like a string of gemstones on black velvet.
The depths of the starry sea revealed a faint light, like a calm deep sea without a ripple. The cold and floating light poured onto his face, and everything drowned in the red lenses of his goggles.
"Dormammu! I came to negotiate a dea... who are you?"
In the middle of speaking, Su Ming noticed something was off, because not far from the platform was a large bed covered with pink sheets. Next to the bed was a bizarre-looking dressing table, and a voluptuous woman was sitting with her back to him, slowly combing her jet-black hair.
"Hehe, you broke into my cage, yet you ask who I am?"
The woman turned around, her thick and soft curls fell straight to her shoulders. Her eyes were completely blue, with no discernible pupils.
Her long and slender eyebrows, thin lips, and the deep grooves beside her nostrils all indicated her character: harsh and vicious.
But it had to be said, she was the most voluptuous female Su Ming had seen so far. Her prominent features were larger than a human head, and the black leather dress with a plunging neckline was tightly filled on her body, like a water-filled black balloon, revealing all kinds of tantalizing curves.
"...Umar the Unrelenting, it's actually you, this is a little beyond what I expected." Su Ming recognized the woman in front of him but still did not let down his guard.
The woman with deathly pale skin laughed. She stood up and turned in place as if showing off her figure, "Just call me Umar. Although there's nothing here to welcome you, I'm glad to see you, Supreme Mage of the Main Dimension."
Deathstroke took a deep breath and dragged his knife towards the only place to sit, the large bed.
The name Umar might be unfamiliar to some, but she is also the legitimate ruler of the Dark Dimension. She is Dormammu's sister.
DC has the Three Palaces of Daughter Complex, while on the Marvel side, there's Dormammu with a Sister Complex.
Umar can drain energy from the Dark Dimension and temporarily enhance it through certain special means to achieve the effect of manipulating cosmic energy.
She possesses superpowers such as emitting psychic lightning, interdimensional teleportation, creating illusions, changing size, time travel, material transformation, weather control, driving lifeless objects, force field creation, and thought control.
Her homeland is Faltine, a magic dimension known to have only energy but no matter. It is an ancient and dense cosmos, inhabited by a race known as the Faltinians.
Dormammu and his sister Umar, due to their desire for matter—which was considered a very dark heresy in that universe—were exiled by their kin to the Material Universe. The two escaped to Earth, condensed human bodies in ancient times, and learned magic.
Later, Dormammu found the Dark Dimension, transformed his sister and himself into dark elemental creatures, and then immediately sought revenge using his Dark Dimension to devour Faltine.
The Faltinians now live in the Dark Dimension, leading lives akin to slaves. They too can transform into human forms. Dormammu has set up a lot of rules for his 'pets.'
They live on a large platform within the Dark Dimension, akin to an internal decoration, enveloped by the Dark Dimension, yet not devoured by it.
Dormammu harbors great hatred. He keeps his former kin as pets to occasionally observe for amusement or to send them on minor errands.
The famous Flame Burst Skill is known as the 'Fire of Faltin' in the Marvel World. Besides that, the magic elements have invented many other magics. Even now, warlocks need to pay a cost to these elements to cast these spells.
Dormammu dismisses these costs, leaving the Faltinians to live off the casting costs paid by others, leading quite a miserable life.
There was no other choice. There are too many demon gods skilled in playing with fire—Surtur, Zom, Satanis, and most Hell Demon Kings too have flame system abilities. The flames of the Faltinians aren't powerful, so they had to take the route of small profits but quick turnover. The casting costs of Faltine series magic are cheap, but it also fulfills the saying that you get what you pay for.
Like Dormammu, his sister Umar is also a very powerful warlock. Except for some White Magic that she can't use, she is almost a walking magic encyclopedia.
Naturally, she's not a good person either; otherwise, the term 'unrelenting' wouldn't be in her title.
What Dormammu likes, she loves, and she does some bad things even more harshly than Dormammu. Cruel, unrelenting, lethal—these are her labels.
Fortunately, Dormammu loves her dearly and feels envy, jealousy, and hatred for her abilities. Thus, relying on the energy support from the Dark Dimension, he imprisoned her in a pocket space based on dark matter, a place nestled between space and dimension, playing out a captivity fantasy.
Every few years, he would visit her to ensure she hadn't escaped and, by the way, to show off his new acquisitions, to humiliate and torture her a bit.
Other times, Umar is left lonely in this plane, without any sound to keep her company. Even if she was normal before, after being imprisoned for thousands of years, she had long since gone mad.
Clearly, what Su Ming thought was the exit of Dormammu's tunnel warfare was actually Umar's cage.