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Chapter 120 Tuan Tuan (Seeking Subscription, Monthly Pass) (3/10)

Many demon gods also discerned that what they were at this time was the surface layer of hell that suddenly disappeared. Mobile terminal

Looking at the slowly moving dark dimension, they all understood their situation.

"Dormammu, don't stop! Do you want to die with all of us!"

They all struggled desperately at this moment, bursting out with their own strength, but they still couldn't break free from the power of the magic net on their bodies. On the surface of the hell dimension, a layer of power very similar to the law of the magic net appeared at this time, perfectly integrated with the power of the magic net, replacing the magic net as their bondage.

Dormammu was silent, and it took a while before he said indifferently: "It's impossible. In order to integrate the earth, I used myself as the coordinate to forcibly pull all the rules of the dark dimension. But for some reason, I was transferred here , Everything about me is trapped by this layer of power on my body, if I can't penetrate this layer of power, I can't stop it."

Although the rule net on the surface of the hell dimension is much rougher than the magic net, the entire hell dimension surpasses the earth by an unknown amount.

So Dormammu is not so easy to penetrate.

As time passed, when Dormammu finally broke through the power that restrained him and prevented the dark dimension from descending, the hell dimension and the dark dimension had reached the point where they could travel freely, and their domains were very similar to each other. The other demon gods felt that another dimension The oppression of the power of the world.

This kind of oppression is unbearable even if it is as strong as them.

But at the next moment, a thrust was generated within hell, moving the entire hell.

The dimension of hell and the dimension of darkness collide!

A silent, invisible, and indescribable collision... Countless domains overlapped between the two dimensions, and the rules collided with each other and devoured each other. The collision between their domains spread out, and in an instant, I do not know how many weak dimensions were destroyed.

In this collision, only one or two of the dozen or so demon gods were left lingering, fleeing weakly, and the rest were all destroyed in the collision of these two giant multi-dimensional.

This is a real dimensional war that no one can stop.

After Dormammu's body was destroyed, he was reborn in the dark dimension, and at the fastest speed, made the dark dimension escape from the hell dimension. After he left, he found that the six hell lords who often fought did not intend to trouble him at all, and during the time of entering hell, they all clearly found that hell was a mess.

"Could it be...those six insidious guys broke the agreement between them and started to elect a new hell lord?"

This question flashed across Dormammu's mind. Anyway, it would be a good thing not to trouble him... But... he felt the incompleteness of the law of the dark dimension, and he burst out with fierce resentment. His loss this time was too great Yes, the instinct between the two dimensions of darkness and hell devours each other, making the laws incomplete. Although he took the opportunity to obtain part of the rules of hell, but because the hell dimension is also actively moving closer,

On the contrary, he took a part of the opportunity and obtained more laws of the dark dimension than he obtained the laws of hell.

Moreover, the hell dimension looked like it was about to perish with him, so he didn't take the initiative to separate at all, and he was also afraid of the six hell lords, so he let the dark dimension escape from the hell dimension as if he were running away.

Looking at the gradually disappearing dimension of hell, Dormammu wished he could go back directly.

But considering that his strength has not surpassed the Six Lords of Hell, he had to hold back his thoughts

"Hell...Earth...You all wait for me..."

Dormammu fell into a deep sleep in anger to make up for this injury.

...

Ten days have passed, and the world has basically returned to calm, but the visions in the sky and the chaos caused by the infected are far from calming down.

The mysterious power is not a genetic mutation, nor is it a division of the race, but it is indeed a power that humans can master.

Many large and small organizations composed of mystics were born in this world. In the United States alone, there are many well-known mystic organizations, such as the Mirol Magic Association, the Golden Lion Theological Society, and the Crowe Magic Society... Mysterious people go further exposed to the world.

The so-called veil has been almost completely torn off, only the rumored ancient forces are still hiding themselves and have not officially appeared, but the leaders of all countries understand that this will happen sooner or later.

And Coulson, who is in New Mexico, still hasn't returned. This mission makes him feel very tricky.

What he should report here has been reported to Nick Fury, but the matter about the hammer is still unresolved.

And today, he even discovered a vision in the sky, which was exactly the same as when the hammer appeared.

"That Asgard, don't you know what a visa is? Aliens are so random...Hey! Little thing! Don't bite my head!"

Coulson groaned, and then yelled, because a small white fluffy thing suddenly pounced on his head, biting his head with its small mouth.

He stretched out his hand and scratched for a while, and finally caught this little thing that was scurrying back and forth. He breathed a sigh of relief, looked at this little white fluffy thing, and said helplessly, "Why do you always bite me?"

"Perhaps you like the smell on your body."

Leviathan stretched out his hand to take the small thing in Coulson's hand, and gently stroked its small white fluffy body with his fingers.

This is a small white ball with a small body only the size of a fist, with only two eyes and a mouth. It looks big on its body and the eyes are watery. When touched by Leviathan's fingers, it will be restrained. He squinted his big eyes, and let out a thin cry from his mouth.

"Tuantuan always likes to bite the things he likes, so don't worry about it, Coulson."

Leviathan also said to Coulson helplessly.

Coulson looked at this cute little thing, and remembered that there was such a little guy in the box solemnly wrapped by the Life Group three days ago. The new applied biological weapon of x-factor, once delivered to Leviathan, was used for debugging by him. I didn't expect that after seeing the real face today, it turned out to be such a little guy.

"What can this little guy do, Leviathan? And why doesn't it bite you?" Coulson rearranged his messy hair, then looked at a pile of bitten off hair, and couldn't help feeling distressed: " Hell, my hair, I hope Leviathan you won't say that this little thing is what you used to force me to buy Life Group's hair restorer."

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