The Death Knell

Speaking of which, this pocket space is really deserted. There is nothing but a bed and a dresser. Elemental creatures do have some advantages. They don't need to eat, and they can live indefinitely with energy.

The problem is that if you are imprisoned, this is an almost endless journey.

Dormammu's family is trapped in a vortex of hatred. Dormammu hates all Faltin people, Omar hates his brother, and her future daughter hates her mother and uncle.

Even the Ghost Rider, who represents the concept of 'revenge' in Marvel, still cannot get rid of the whirlpool of hatred. He just brings all the hatred to himself.

He judged the sinners, perhaps avenged some, and cut off their chain of hatred. But the sinner's relatives and friends will hate him and make him a target of public criticism.

This is probably the reason why the Ghost Rider will be replaced every one or two hundred years. Is there someone behind it?

Looking at Omar who was sneering and thoughtful, Su Ming guessed that she had already begun to think about how to take care of her brother. Everything was restricted here, except thoughts.

"I will continue to go deep into the dark dimension, find the Faltin people, and let them support you and overthrow Dormammu's rule." Su Ming looked at the stars in the distance, and the colorful light made his figure mottled. , he put away the contract and spoke his plan in a hoarse voice.

Omar crossed her arms, and the two lumps on her chest seemed extremely huge when they were strangled by her arms. She did not care at all about the state of her physical appearance, but raised a different opinion.

"Dormammu and I were exiled betrayers tens of thousands of years ago because we longed for material and were unwilling to let ourselves be in an energy state forever. But now, Dormammu has violently retaliated and treated them like pets. In captivity, I don’t think they’re going to help me.”

Deathstroke turned around and looked at her sitting on the edge of the bed: "You probably forgot to mention that you also tortured them severely. They hate you as much as they hate him."

Omar showed a smile and licked the corner of his mouth with a red tongue like a flame: "Yes, I like torturing them very much, holding them in my hands and listening to their moans, and licking my boots to beg for forgiveness. Although the last torture They were many, many years ago, but I still think about them every now and then and I’m happy and have no regrets at all.”

Su Ming knew this would be the case. Omar and Dormammu were almost the same. Whether it was thoughts or behaviors, except for their gender, they were almost identical. This was the main reason why Dormammu was afraid of her.

This fear turned into a twisted love. As much as he hated Faltin, he loved his sister. When they were originally living on the earth, they relied on each other and struggled to survive.

You must know that it was the ancient earth, full of various ancient gods. Those beings beat the center of the earth into the crust, and the crust into the center of the earth. The whole earth was kneaded at will like dough, broken into pieces, and then broken into pieces again. Having to go through it hundreds of times every day, it was too difficult for the brother and sister, who were just little flames as elemental creatures at the time, to live.

After that, the ancient gods were able to die and escape. Not long after the earth was empty, the gods came, and another catastrophe was like reaping wheat.

The Celestials created humans and alien species. It was then that the Dormammu brothers and sisters created their own flesh and blood bodies in order to muddle through and lived like mice every day.

It was not until later that the 'First Generation Creator' was killed by the Ancient Avengers, and the Celestials, Eternals, and second-generation gods left the earth. Dormammu found the dark dimension thousands of years later, gave up his body, and transformed himself from the fire element. Transformed into dark elements.

The brother and sister did not live a good life on Earth, which meant that they could only survive by relying on each other, which created their strange relationship.

Although Dormammu has locked Omar here for fun now, the symbol of royal power in the dark dimension, which is the 'Regency Fire' in the shape of a flaming crown, the first heir is Omar.

These are Dormammu's last words. Once something happens to him, Omar will inherit the entire dark dimension and become the Dark Demon.

It's just that he thought a little more. At his level, it is really difficult to die. Even if the God Eater Atum who is chasing Sithorn and killing him comes, he will not be able to eat the entire dark dimension.

If the dark dimension is immortal, Dormammu will live forever. If this were the background of the ancient world, Dormammu would have given himself a title like "Ancestor of the Styx"...

Su Ming knows all this, so if he wants to deal with Dormammu, he can use his relatives. This is one of the simplest ways, even easier than driving the time gem to close the time flow.

And this has the added advantage that if Omar is not honest after coming to power, the Supreme Mage can also go to Dormammu and negotiate terms to exchange him back.

Of course, that's just a backup plan just in case.

Anyway, the contract between Su Ming and Omar only said that he would help her escape from prison and become the king of the dark dimension. There were no other guarantees. Once it was reached, there would be no responsibility. Even if he wanted to rebel against her next time, there would be no problem.

With this level of language trap, a demon king like Mephisto, who is more professional than a lawyer, would definitely not sign it.

It can only be said that Omar has not interacted with humans for too long, and I don’t know that the earth today is no longer that kind of simple world.

Faced with her lack of remorse, Su Ming was too lazy to say anything. No one knew what Falting had done to them, so it was impossible to evaluate whether their revenge methods were appropriate.

Besides, as long as the Supreme Mage protects the earth, he doesn't care whether the aliens live or die.

"I have also thought about hatred, but it doesn't matter. If the degree of their hatred of Dormammu is 10, and the degree of their hatred of you is 9.9, the difference is that whoever is the current ruler has to bear more responsibilities. . Hatred also has degrees. I’m going to tell them about human wisdom and what it means to choose the lesser of two powers that harm each other.”

Su Ming easily took out a pack of spicy strips from his belt and threw it to Omar, but the other party refused. She didn't need human food.

She stood up and walked back to the dressing table, and started to comb her long hair with a comb. She didn't feel any emotion at being called 'harm': "Since you are so confident, I'll leave it to you. I'll do it next time." The time when Mam will come to me will be when the star is blocked by a planet."

She pointed to the basketball-sized sun in the distance. That distant planet actually had the function of a clock.

Su Ming looked at her slightly receding hairline, calculated the so-called revolution speed of the planet, and then nodded: "Okay, give me some time."

After saying that, the cloak led him out of the other side of the cage. As expected, this cage only contained demons and not humans.

It’s not surprising that Dormammu left too big a mesh when building the cage. After all, there are usually no humans in the dark dimension, right?

Moving in this dimension with no up, down, left, right, or even a specific concept of space, all Su Ming could rely on was the magic floating cloak, the mage's treasure. He told it that he was going to find the origin of the Falting series of magic, and then the cloak dragged on. As he flew around in a chaotic dimension.

Several times he felt as if he was going in circles, but his usual sense of space here was completely nullified. Maybe it was just a short trip back and forth, but he might actually be traveling through different dimensions.

Not to mention that there are countless pocket spaces and dimensional gaps between the dark dimension and the main dimension, so Su Ming's eyes were white for a while, black for a while, and colorful again.

After flying for who knows how long, Su Ming finally saw a planet in the void. In the dark dimension, such a red planet was very conspicuous.

The cloak took him to the ground and then struck, indicating that he was in place.

“The journey is very bumpy and there is no scenery. Bad review.”

Su Ming took a deep breath, looked around, and flicked the corners of the cloak with his fingers.

The cloak was flicked, and she quickly changed positions, running to the back of his head, changing the shape of the cloak into two long headbands, playing hide and seek with him across the strangulation.

I don't have the ability to teleport, so I can only rely on my cloak to carry me across dimensions. That's this kind of experience. Do you blame it?

In this way, it has completely returned to the original image of Deathstroke, but that's good. Marvel doesn't need a cloak to distinguish itself from other Deathstroke. The headband is quite light.

He stood on the red ground and looked up at the sky, which seemed to have no atmosphere and where he could directly see the majestic stars. Then he looked at the horizon, which had no mountains, no cities, and nothing around it.

This planet is too round, is it so smooth? It feels like if you are pushed, you can slide very far like an ice skater.

He chose a direction at random and chatted with Strangler as he walked: "Speaking of which, there really is nothing in Falting. The land under our feet is not material. The energy is actually solid enough to be walked on. This is the first time. See you next time.”

The small bean sprouts formed by strangulation popped up from the shoulders, shook it and raised objections. In fact, another solid energy host had already stepped on it, and that was Asgard's Rainbow Bridge.

"No, the Rainbow Bridge is soft, how can it be as strong as this." Su Ming stamped his feet hard, making a thunderous sound, but when he lifted his feet, he could see that there was not a single footprint on the red ground.

Hangzhou tilted his little head and felt speechless. It seemed that the Rainbow Bridge was getting softer and smaller every time.

It's all about the Asgardian named Heimdall. He looks so big but has no strength at all.

"The Falting people are creatures with the element of fire. Their favorite things are fire and magic. I can't bring out the magic, so how about setting up a fire to attract them?" Su Ming flew up again and looked around. It was everywhere. It's all red, there's no need to move around.

The strangler said that he obeyed the host, but there was not even a blade of grass here, so what could he use to start a fire?

After Su Ming thought about it, he pulled off the cloak that turned into a headband with his backhand and held it up in front of him.

It stood on the ground like a steel bar, and occasionally fluttered like seaweed.

He took out a piece of paper, wrote a note, and handed it to the cloak to roll up.

"Cloak, go to the main dimension and send a letter to Howard, asking him to sell me an atomic bomb. I know he must have a spare finished product. He will understand after reading the letter."

The seaweed-like cloak looked at the Supreme Mage, then at the black bean sprouts on his shoulders, and flew away aggrievedly.