Chapter 507 53. The darkness gave you a black heart, which will eventually lead you to **** [additional 510]
Mirror Dimension is a pretty magical spell.
It is a must-learn magic for the apprentices in the Karma Taj Holy Land in all parallel worlds. Although it seems to be only an entry-level magic, the most powerful thing about this thing is that it can change its power according to the user's spellcasting ability .
The mirror dimension released by Zhakang can cover at most one city, while the mirror dimension of Black Strange can simulate a galaxy, and the magic-casting ability of the warlock is between the two, so the mirror space he released perfectly replicates the world of Gotham here.
Everything that exists in this space parallel to the real world is controlled by the warlock. It can be said that he is the "god" of this place.
Although after becoming the great mentor of the Constellation Society, he seldom interacted with others as the organization expanded and developed, but it is clear that His Majesty the Warlock has not neglected his magical attainments in the midst of numerous official duties.
After Mason and others broke into this mirror dimension, the time has come for all grievances to be repaid.
The mood warlock, who was already full of beasts, no longer held back. He finally released all his power, perfectly interpreting the oppressive force that a high-ranking spellcaster should have.
Terrifying dark magic power scattered around everyone, with strong corrosive magic power constantly squeezed and infiltrated, and those summoned dark monsters poured out from the dark shadows, eager to eradicate everything for their masters obstacle.
This scene is like the scene where the brave team finally faces the Great Demon King after going through all kinds of difficulties and dangers. It seems that Mason and the others are weak, but facing the power displayed by the warlock at this time, is Mason's evaluation just like this?
All right.
Although it is a bit exaggerated, the fact is that in the eyes of Mason, who had fought against Hei Qi head-on, the oppressive power displayed by the warlock is indeed not close.
The scene is really big enough.
But the problem is that the core is very empty from the outside, and the black and strange people never bother to use these fancy things, but you Warlock seems to have not realized this truth.
Among other things, the mighty power of this dark dimension alone seems very vain, borrowed power. Tsk, isn't this the same as spending borrowed money to pretend to be a master?
It's 2023, and there are still people using this "loan tactic"?
"Cover tactics!"
Mason, who naturally took over the command duties, made a gesture, and the demonized Fenrir armor strode out amidst the burning hellfire.
During the shoulder bombardment and the burst of flames, the dark monster rushed forward, and the roar of the Black Bolt King after charging up the power tore apart the overwhelming dark power. When the light reappeared, the White Queen put her hand on Mason's shoulder.
"Don't resist, let mom find that **** for you."
She said so, trying to show the attitude of a good wife and mother, but Mason said very worriedly:
"Don't take the opportunity to look at things in my heart that you shouldn't, Emma, it's really not easy for our relationship to come to this point, so, in front of your children, can you restrain your bad personality a little bit? "
"Okay, okay, I listen to you, my little baby."
The White Queen pursed her lips and was extremely dissatisfied, but in the end she didn't do the things that couldn't be done.
The super psychic power originating from her is like an activated radar, which transmits all kinds of information in the entire mirror dimension to Mason's heart in an instant. locking.
Emma replaced the team communication with spiritual power to establish a spiritual connection for everyone present. There is no need for verbal command. When Mason thinks, others will know how to cooperate.
Then the old wolf thumped his chest hard, and the power gem inlaid in the heart ignited and exploded, wrapping his fists and claws in a strange purple flame.
He stared ahead and charged forward. Ciri, who was prompted, embraced Liyana who was vomiting blood, and waved forward to open the silver rift in an instant to swallow the old wolf.
In the next moment, he was sent to the warlock with precision.
"Traitor, die!"
The ferocious old wolf pounced down, forcing the warlock to throw the ball of darkness that was supposed to hit Mason back at the old wolf.
The terrifying attack "melted" the old wolf into a silver skeleton in an instant, but how could a mere fatal injury be able to withstand the seventeen-year-long repression of the beast's state of mind after the outbreak?
The flaming claws stabbed forward in the regeneration of flesh and blood, interfering with Logan's ferocious death laugh, pulling the warlock's cloak without seeking to cause an effective kill, and spreading the power flames so that he could not switch at will .
"I guess, right between the eyebrows!"
Mason raised his left hand on the spot, and the black death sword and gun of Ragnarok covered Mason's left hand with a black symbiosis as after the last activation.
The entire gun body elongated in an instant to touch the user's shoulder, turning into a heavy biological sniper and firing three bullets in a row at the moment it took shape.
One shot missed, and the other two bombarded the warlock's active body protection cloak with precise shooting. It did not cause any damage, but it made the warlock feel chills.
Mason's operation was as fierce as a tiger, which obviously meant that the attack he commanded everyone to launch in cooperation was absolutely extraordinary, so he turned around and released the shape of Aikon, incarnate 333 three-eyed warlocks to confuse the enemy.
"Boom"
The mighty power of darkness erupted at the feet of the Avengers like a sharp thorn, forcing them back. At the same time, more than 300 warlocks cast spells at the same time, and the glaring Cytorak crimson belt with black light spread all over the battlefield in an instant.
The capture and restraint of more than a thousand belts is an attack that cannot be avoided on this narrow battlefield. Old Wolf, Black Bolt King and Emma were restrained instantly.
Old Black Bat King was the worst. Not only was he played by the tentacles, but he was also kicked in the mouth.
Mason managed to dodge with water body transformation, and the hunter also jumped out of the area with the seriously injured swordsman under his signal. However, now only Mason is left to fight against the thriving three-eyed warlock.
"You are out of acting!"
The warlock roared and cast the spell again.
Hundreds of black rays of light burst out from the third eye of the forehead of those magic clones and staggered towards Mason, causing the latter to repeatedly "sit up" during the collapse and reorganization of the water body.
However, even though judging from the scene he had an absolute advantage, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.
Something bad is going to happen!
"Is it you who didn't sing?"
Mason spent seven consecutive deaths and reconstructions in the constant water body collapse and reorganization before he finished a complete sentence intermittently.
He said with a mocking tone:
"It's good that the dark dimension is very strong, but is this your power? Just use it! Have you asked if Dormammu is there?"
"Idiot! The dark dimension has become my territory!"
I don’t know why the warlock just doesn’t like Mason very much. His temper is really not so bad in the past, but every time he encounters Mason acting as a demon, he can’t suppress the fire in his heart.
It's like the guy who always meets in life who can make you angry when he sees his face. This kind of relationship is generally called "natural enemy".
In the roar, a larger force of darkness was released, wrapping around Mason's body layer by layer to completely restructure and seal his water before completing the final kill.
But at this desperate moment, one of the more than 300 clones in the shape of Aiken suddenly covered his waist and abdomen as if he had eaten his stomach, stretched out his hand tremblingly in the face of the drastic change, and moved towards the main body of the warlock. screamed:
"Dark Dimension. Out of Control"
"boom"
The first avatar exploded like a beautiful firework, emitting a dark streamer in the air, so beautiful.
The restrained Mason raised his head as if admiring the beauty of New Year's Eve, watching one after another magic avatars explode in the air screaming continuously.
The originally docile power began to rebel, and the real master of the dark dimension is waking up. It howled to regain its power, but the power that restrained it was rapidly weakening, just like the cage of a tiger being used by Mason. The two bullets easily pried apart.
Now, the tiger is out!
"poof"
The dark magic power sparked in his palm as if it was malfunctioning. The originally smooth magic could no longer be maintained due to the lack of magic power, and even the crimson girdle that bound everyone collapsed because of the loss of power.
The quick-witted Pharaoh was furious because he was stuffed with the "mouth ball". He raised his head and roared as soon as he got out of trouble. The terrifying sound wave hit the three-eyed warlock from the air like a hammer.
The old wolf who had been waiting for a long time rushed forward impatiently and scratched. The loyal magic floating cloak tried his best to protect the Lord, but he couldn't stop the raging fire of power and the returning hunter found time to stab a few swords.
"enough!"
The aggrieved warlock who was beaten cut off his connection with the dark dimension decisively. As the dark magic power overflowing around him faded away, his magic power filled again and burst out the golden arc of light that Kama Taj spellcasters should have. The old wolf smashed into the air, forcing Xili back.
However, as soon as he got up, the convulsions and cramps in his abdomen made him cough up blood again.
The symbiont of the Black Death Sword has parasitic in his body and is constantly devouring the divine power of **** from Mephisto. This guy has a good appetite.
Whether it is the power of Naboo, the **** of order, or the lord of hell, they are all right, and they are not afraid of diarrhea once they happen.
"You swaggered with the power of Mephisto and bound Dormammu with the blessing of a devil, but what I'm curious about is that you never thought about what would happen to you once Mephisto stopped supporting you Facing the Lord of the Dark Dimension who came to seek revenge?
I've seen Doctor Strange stronger than you!
People never use power beyond their control. Seriously, Strange, you should learn more from your stronger self.
The forces that push you to the top will sooner or later drag you to hell, and what happens to those who make deals with the devil, I don't think I need to say more. "
Mason took the time to pick up the previously emptied bullet from the ground and reloaded it, and shot him again under the warlock's ferocious gaze.
Warlock could have avoided it.
But a pair of dark burning claws suddenly protruded from the back of the mirror dimension. As Mason said, the anger in Dormammu's heart, which had been imprisoned and suppressed for more than ten years, was already uncontrollable. The ground almost wants to be crushed into a meat paste.
The flying bullet hit the center of the eyebrow!
"poof"
The third eye of the three-eyed warlock was pierced, and he cried out in pain.
However, the Black Death Sword doesn’t care whether you hurt or not. The symbiote infiltrates, and the triple parasitism operates at the same time, so that the divine power bestowed by Mephisto to the warlock is almost wiped out in an instant.
The revenge crush imposed by Dormammu is still going on, the master of the dark dimension hates the dark mage who imprisoned it, and the corrupted dark magic power is constantly pressed into the three-eyed warlock's body, like an uncontrolled The phagocytosis began to frantically destroy the Warlock's originally stable spellcasting system.
The pain caused by the internal collapse far exceeds the external torture, so that the angry people no longer even stepped forward to make up the knife. Just seeing the traitor kneeling on the ground and collapsing is enough to comfort people.
"I knew how to deal with you when Ciri told me that you were the one with the closest relationship with Mephisto among the three mentors! You are not as powerful or oppressive as you think, Strange , you're even less of a threat to me than Lex Luthor in this invasion."
Mason pulled out the inspection ax from behind and stepped forward. He said to the three-eyed warlock who was kneeling and howling in pain:
"The dark divine powers that have been bestowed have made you, and they will also destroy you! You should prosper with this, and you should die with it! I don't need to proclaim those curses, hatred and loathing anymore, and I don't need to restrain the pain and despair of the past. .
If there is really **** in this world, then I think you should accept the judgment from the lives you killed!
They have set up the court and are sitting in the spectator seats. The evidence of the crime has been presented, and the gavel is about to be sounded. The mission left to us, the survivors, is to send you to the seats. "
The inspection ax swings up, and it will be chopped down in the next moment.
However, the warlock raised his head, his eyes invaded by the dark magic power were filled with bloodshot eyes, and he shouted with a ferocious face:
"Even if there is no dark dimension! I am still the supreme mage!"
The green time gem splashes, and the time of the entire mirror dimension is pushed forward.
By using this mighty power, the warlock’s pain was relieved, and the old king, wolf, and Emma were exiled out of time. Seeing that the hunter and the swordsman were about to rush forward to save them, the warlock said with a grin:
"Mephisto! Help me!"
"click"
The ghost claw tattoos on the arms of the three members of the Stars Club were immediately activated, and Ciri, who had already reached out and was about to touch Mason, was restrained in place like a wooden man.
The swordsman was even suspended in order to maintain an exaggerated movement.
Mason also seems to be under control.
The inspection ax in his hand was raised at the highest point, and his expression became dull.
The three-eyed warlock laughed loudly, he was in pain, because Dormammu's torment was still going on, and the divine power devoured by the triple parasite of the black death sword made his contact with Lord Mephisto intermittent.
But he was still laughing.
Because he won!
This is a memorable Jedi counter-kill!
"It's a pity, it was just a little bit."
He endured those pains, and said hoarsely:
"However, the moment you joined the Constellation, you were already included in this great system, and you each assumed your respective responsibilities like cogs. Lord Fate is unwilling to manipulate you because it is unnecessary.
But as his initial follower, I also have part of the control over this soul contract.
Only a little bit, but enough.
You can’t understand the painstaking efforts of Mephisto and me, but I’m too lazy to explain to you, die with ignorance, I will take over your heavy responsibility, and I will move on.”
The three-eyed warlock stood up with difficulty, wiping the blood on his face, and shaped a dark dagger from his hand to pierce Mason's heart. But the moment he stood up, a strange expression suddenly appeared on Mason's dull face.
While the warlock was staring with wide eyes, the inspection ax suddenly fell and slammed on his shoulder, and the heavy blow with the sharp blade pierced the warlock who got up and knelt on the ground again.
While the blood was splattering, Mason reached out and grabbed his hair, lifted his neck, let go of the handle of the inspection axe, took the Sword of the Lake Lady from the bound Ciri's hand, and pressed the shining blade on the ground with an execution gesture. Warlock neck.
He looked condescendingly at Warlock, who was powerless to fight back but stared at Mason with rounded eyes, and he shouted:
"You! Why haven't you been"
"When did you have the illusion that I would be bound by the curse of the soul? Strange."
Mason steadily pushed the sharp blade into the warlock's neck, he could feel the touch of the sharp blade cutting through the throat, and he lowered his head and said in the warlock's ear amidst the blood gushing:
"I have the same tattoos as you guys, but I was never one of you! I know you can't die with the Time Stone, and you think you won't go to hell.
Tsk, but I advise you not to have such beautiful illusions about your own destiny, because just now, another friend of mine arrived in this world.
And now, he wants to talk to you. "
"poof"
The three-eyed warlock's neck was completely cut off by the sharp Lake Maiden sword and held in Mason's hands. The shock and anger in those eyes still remained, and the light of the time gem had already flowed to revive him.
Mason didn't care.
He swung the Lake Maiden's sword to let the blood on the blade splatter, looking at the ugly guy and those ugly eyes in front of him, in the reflection in those eyes, Mason saw the black strangeness falling slowly from behind him.
He said:
"The crimes you committed against your homeland have been judged, Stephen Strange, the betrayer, now, pray, the second judge has appeared.
Pray that Mephisto will save you next time, but I doubt he can. "
(end of this chapter)