Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Damn it, what the hell are you!"

Dormammu yelled louder, and Bulkelso roared even louder.

Ever since he was rubbed against the ground by Bulkelso, he has been in a passive state.

What's more frightening is that he felt that the power of the dark dimension was being reduced.

The endless dark energy launched an impact on Bulkelso who was waving a weapon at him, but he couldn't even stop Bulkelso's actions.

He never thought that he would face the possibility of dying.

The Dark Dimension is just a larger domain to Bulkelso.

It is even weaker than the domain expanded by the Demon King of Hell.

It's as if an empty house was occupied by someone, and they barely took control of the empty house.

And the domain of the devil king of hell is the embodiment of their own power.

If Bulkelso insisted on describing it, the realm of the devil king of hell is probably their own power, and this Dormammu can only be regarded as the steward of this realm.

Bulkelso's weapon was wielding beyond Domamu's perception, and he felt that his dark dimension was being worn away from Bulkelso's weapon a little bit.

What was even more frightening was that Bulkelso directly and effectively caused him great pain.

"Damn it, stop! Let's negotiate a condition!"

Dormammu now wants to throw Bulkelso directly out of his dark dimension, but he can't.

No matter how much power hit Bulkelso's body, what he got in exchange was a more violent attack.

Now if he wanted to reduce the damage he received, he could only let everything in the dark dimension bypass this barbarian who slashed at him as soon as he appeared.

"Gu Yi, stop him quickly! I am willing to negotiate a condition with you!"

Bulkas's strength was beyond Dormammu's imagination, even though he had tried his best to avoid Bulkasso, but it could only make this kind of struggle a bit longer.

"You have to know that if he wants to completely wipe out the dark dimension at the current speed, it will take at least hundreds of years!"

Dormammu shouted loudly to Gu Yi who was watching the battle at the speed he estimated.

Then he saw Bull Casso's weapon approaching his eyes.

"xia!"

Bulkelso continued his battle cry, and then continued to stretch his muscles at Dormammu.

Gu Yi saw the damage that Bulkelso had done to Domamu, and she knew very well that Bulkelso was just enjoying the fun of fighting.

An existence that can evade death, and use all its strength to easily smash Dormammu into pieces.

"Bulkelso, why don't we come back tomorrow! It's getting dark outside now."

Gu Yi yelled at Bulkelso in a reading tone.

For a barbarian whose whole body is full of fighting enthusiasm, he is far from enjoying himself now.

"Gu Yi, let's talk about a condition, as long as you can make him stop, no matter what you say, I will agree to you!"

Dormammu has begun to doubt everything he is going through, and he can't figure out what is going on with this guy.

No matter how much power he used to attack, there was no response.

However, the dark dimension is indeed being obliterated continuously.

Even that damned thief put him in such a tone of perfunctory!

Rather than making Dormammu back down, Gu Yi hopes that this guy will be completely wiped out directly.

What he said before was just for show, so that Dormammu could feel what ordinary human beings felt when facing life in the dark dimension.

By the way, she also wanted Dormammu to feel what would have happened to Doctor Strange in the future.

If it is possible, who would like to experience that strange way of death countless times?

This is Gu Yi's harmless prank.

"Gu Yi, if the dark dimension is completely wiped out, your life will come to an end!"

Dormammu yelled at Gu Da, threatening.

"The disappearance of life does not mean anything, it is just a new beginning of life."

Gu Yi muttered silently.

Bulkelso's warm-up is coming to an end, and Dormammu is bound to come to an end.

"ha!"

Bulkelso's movements gradually stopped, and he stood on the bridge of Domamu's nose, looking down at those huge eyes.

"It's a nice sandbag. It's a pity, but you're not even worthy of howling in hell!"

The phantom of the battle armor appeared on Burkasso's body in an instant. Although his previous battle armor was damaged when facing Malthael, the glory that belongs to the legend will not disappear together.

The boundless evil on Dormammu's body seemed to Bulkelso to be like the internal organs of a rat that was stained with stains and emitting a stench.

Compared with the mixed smell of sulfur and rot on the demon king of hell, this guy can be regarded as disgusting and ingenious.

"Compared to those strong men who died under my hands, you are still too weak. If you can have the power of Leoric's skeleton, I would like to play with you for a while longer."

Bulkelso's body began to tense. Facing Domamu, he didn't need to show his full strength.

Although this guy's strength is not far behind Leoric's.

But it's a pity that the current Bulkelso is no longer the guy who needed to fight the Skeleton King tragically.

Dormammu just has some characteristics that are difficult to kill. Even if it is the mad king standing in the place of Burkasso, he can completely wipe out this guy.

As if everything that exists must disappear at some point, Dormammu just bound his life to this dimension.

Breaking the existence of life, desecrating life and death, is the most powerful power of the mad king.

Even such a dimension belonging to the unborn and undead was completely shattered under the power of Bulkelso.

The dimension made up of a piece of darkness is just the most insignificant kind of power Li Min has mastered.

After all, darkness is just an accessory after the elements subside.

"Although the weapons in my hand are not my favorite pair, you should be honored to die under this pair of legends!"

Bulkasso waved his hands from the side of his body, and the lightning flashed on the blade, and a gust of wind that could not find its source began to blow in the dark latitude.

"Stop it, no matter what the conditions are, I will agree!"

At this moment, Dormammu felt that the dark dimension was trembling violently.

His soul felt the rejection of this space.

When doom was about to come, the dark dimension that was completely controlled by Dormammu began to fight.

"Feel the spirit of a barbarian! Scumbag!"

Bulkelso's voice completely suppressed Dormammu's voice, and the dark dimension began to peel off Dormammu's body rapidly.

Mercy and Oathkeeper slid across the top of Bulkelso's head, and the tense muscles on his body began to release strength.

A layer of thunder light was shining on Wu Min's spiked hammer head, and then fell heavily on Dormammu's big face that was rapidly fading.

A cyan light flashed on the blade of the Oathkeeper, and the two weapons passed through Dormammu's soul one after the other.

The entire dark dimension began to scatter like shattered glass.

Then it gathered into a deep purple black light and rushed towards Gu Yi.

At this time, the real controller of the dark dimension appeared.

Dormammu, who forcibly occupied the Dark Dimension, was abandoned by the Dark Dimension at the last moment of his existence.

Perhaps this dimension already has the feeling of belonging to life, and understands the fear of death.

With the last breath of his long life, Dormammu gradually faded away.