American Comics: BOSS Invasion

“You dare to seize my energy?”

Dormammu was furious, ignoring Qi Shan and directly targeting the Demon King.

A large number of dark magic attacks emerged endlessly, sharp stone pillars, magical whips, summoned meteor showers, energy shocks, attacks were constant and powerful.

Any one of these attacks landing on Earth would cause a devastating disaster.

However, in front of the Demon King, they were insignificant. His handsome face didn't even show any extra expression, and with a wave of his hand, he destroyed all the attacks.

The shattered dark forces all entered the Demon King's body, making his aura even more majestic.

The black mist around him gradually solidified, forming a blood-red magic circle floating in front of him.

With a defensive magic circle, the Demon King no longer needed to take action. He simply stood there with his arms crossed, watching coldly. Dormammu's attacks directly crashed into the magic circle, turning into energy to strengthen himself.

Thus, the more intense Dormammu's attacks, the easier it was for the Demon King. The magic circle grew automatically, the array pattern became larger and larger, the defense became stronger and stronger, and gradually began to show a certain ability to reflect attacks.

Qi Shan was even more relaxed.

The appearance of the second body was somewhat similar to a Stand User, but also clearly different.

Qi Shan could choose to control the second body himself, or leave it to the combat system to control.

In automatic combat mode, the Demon King's combat power exploded, especially with the ability to absorb dark energy and forcibly use it for his own purposes, making him almost Dormammu's nemesis.

Dormammu controlled the Dark Dimension, practically the master of a world, and had devoured countless worlds, possessing almost endless dark energy.

In fact, bestowing dark energy upon creatures was Dormammu's forte. He used this method to attract the greedy, causing chaos within the world, using the means of a dark Trojan horse to easily destroy the world's defense network, and then devour the entire world.

But Mao Sadao was different. His Demon King body had been strengthened by energy cards, making it many times stronger than the original version.

The dark energy he seized was truly cutting off Dormammu's flesh.

Even if this bit of energy was, to Dormammu, probably less than a mite's skin flakes, the way the energy was forcibly taken was unacceptable to him.

What's more, the Demon King was truly capable of harming him.

Dormammu's rage caused a world-destroying disaster in the Dark Dimension, with a large number of powerful creatures dying, as insignificant as a nest of ants.

Qi Shan stood behind the Demon King, watching the excitement for a long time, and seizing an opportunity, raised his hand and shot out a black light.

Wherever the light passed, it instantly condensed a thin layer of ice, freezing a large area of space.

Dormammu was shocked, his body trembled, and the frozen part tore open and fell down.

“Damn it! You will all die! I will tear your world to pieces!” Dormammu roared, and cataclysmic attacks appeared again.

The magic circle suddenly grew larger, protecting the Earth below.

Qi Shan tentatively attacked a few times, and seeing that the damage was not as much as Dormammu himself caused, he simply turned around to deal with the corner of darkness that had already penetrated into the world's range.

With the Demon King's absolute defense at the front, Qi Shan fearlessly experimented with many moves.

In addition to the newly acquired Ice Anti-Evil Magic, Qi Shan took out all his trump cards.

The result was that the most lethal was black magic.

It could use a special rhythm to stimulate the surrounding dark energy, enhancing the power of Qi Shan's black magic many times.

Dark Corrosion!

A little ink-colored light appeared from the fingertip, and in the blink of an eye, it quickly spread out.

Although Dormammu's Dark Dimension was strange and bizarre, it still had some purple or green eerie light.

The black released by Qi Shan was truly jet-black, like ink poured into a pool, instantly devouring a large area.

Space Conversion!

Qi Shan slapped his palm in the empty space, and the area dyed pitch black suddenly stood up, like a huge flip-board door, slowly turning over.

The sky of the Earth returned to its original state.

Only some faint purple mist remained around the outline, gradually dissipating in the air.

Seeing that the tentacles that had been painstakingly extended were cut off like this, Dormammu became even more manic.

Qi Shan turned his head, almost popping his eyes out.

He saw Dormammu directly pulling out a planet from his body and smashing it down like a hammer.

The two layers of magic circles shattered directly, blocked by the third layer of newly formed magic circles.

The Demon King remained expressionless, raised his right fist in a charging posture, and a series of magic circles appeared from behind his elbow, layered upon layer, densely packed, extending for more than ten kilometers.

A rough look also knew that there were at least hundreds of thousands of magic circles.

Then he saw the Demon King punch out, and the planet, which was dozens of times larger than the Earth, shattered with a bang.

It was like watching a silent movie, the world-destroying scene coupled with the soundless silence gave people a deep shock.

The Demon King's tall body stood there, and the light around him directly condensed into a ferocious armor.

Dark energy like the sea gathered over, and layers of defensive magic circles were automatically generated, huge and solid, enveloping the entire Earth.

Too many magic circles appeared, pushing Dormammu out.

He disappeared directly from Qi Shan's sight.

The system did not prompt, the battle was obviously not over yet.

He saw the Demon King flick his right hand backward, and a huge and ferocious axe appeared out of thin air, then his figure flashed and disappeared directly.

Qi Shan received the battle scene from the second body and looked around.

“Seems to be solved?”

On the ground, Kurotsuchi Mayuri appeared in the ruins with a displeased face, looking at the mages who had been initially treated and were now lying all over the ground, and said disdainfully: “What a bunch of useless trash, obviously pitifully weak, can't be of any use at all, and still act self-important all day long. Step aside a little, don't waste my time.”

The mystics were all burning with anger. They were saving the world, fighting the dark forces to the death, even their leader was dead, and they were still desperately resisting the powerful enemy. How could they endure being slandered like this?

Unfortunately, without casting magic, the mystics' bodies were as fragile as ordinary people. After being injected with tranquilizers by the artificial human special forces, they could not control anything except their expressions.

Even Mordo, who had the strongest beliefs, opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

Kurotsuchi Mayuri looked down on these wastes from the bottom of his heart, not even glancing at them. He observed the terrain and ordered: "Nemu, check the data, it's almost time to start the conversion array. What a hassle, just cut a piece from the abandoned New York model last time!"

“Yes, Captain!” A gentle and virtuous girl walked out from behind him and nodded in response.