I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

The royal power is shaken, and Dormammu, who became a god in the dark dimension, will also be pulled off the altar by another person.

There was a trace of fear in his heart that he was unwilling to accept.

"What do you get?" John saw that Dormammu suddenly became good-tempered, touched his chin with his hand, and thought, "Let's be the first one first."

He smiled and said: "Change what you call me, Dormammu."

"The man standing before you is no thief."

"He is the king of the magical kingdom."

"You can call me Witch King."

John stared at Dormammu, "I can feel your fear of me."

"You're scared, aren't you?"

He shredded Dormammu's inner defenses.

"Afraid I'll replace you."

Raising his right hand, dark energy flowed through his fingertips.

The darkness in John's eyes darkened his pupils, "What a fascinating power, isn't it?"

Dormammu said in a deep voice: "Wizard, I can kill you."

"Unless you destroy this space yourself." John grabbed the dark energy and condensed it into a purple flame in the palm of his hand, and chuckled, "Otherwise, there will be only one king in this place."

"Let's guess, who do they like more?"

He raised his fingers lightly, and the dark energy stirred.

Dormammu saw it, it was dark energy expressing welcome.

In this space, dark desires never stop.

Including the pair of more suitable owners.

Dormammu weighs in.

"Witch King, you succeeded." Dormammu changed his title.

"You are very selfish, Dormammu." John glanced around and said calmly, "Occupying this space is so stingy that even giving your followers just scraps."

This dimension brings Dormammu immortality and endless desires.

Dormammu will not give up here, and John does not intend to become the new Dormammu.

So he narrowed his eyes and put forward his conditions, "Should I become an eliminated old king, or should I become a generous master?"

Dormammu snorted coldly: "You are too greedy, Witch King."

"I'm very generous," John turned his wand, "at least I'll let you have half of your territory, right?"

"You want me to divide the dark space?" Dormammu said angrily, "This is impossible!"

"Then let's fight."

The wand stopped and John slowly raised it.

"There's only this dark dimension left, and it seems it makes a choice."

"and many more."

"late."

The light of magic once again illuminates the darkness.

Exquisite magic was cast back and forth in the Witch King's hands.

The cutting curse turned into an exaggerated knife edge, and the explosion curse shattered the planet.

The golden and purple flames collided and turned into two flames that devoured each other.

"You have neglected your magic practice, Dormammu."

The golden flames gathered into a golden dragon, and its scales turned into an ultimate dark green under the dark energy.

The dragon entangled, shuttled through the star like a cell nucleus, and devoured it.

Things are getting out of control.

In this space, even Ancient One and Odin would not dare to do this to Dormammu.

It's a pity that John, the new king who can replace him, relies on the favor of darkness and has no scruples at all.

For John, darkness is just a ladder, far from the way back.

But for Dormammu, it was his only place to stay.

When the war once again shattered a corner of the dark dimension, Dormammu had to surrender.

Dormammu, who loses the dark dimension, will be deprived of eternal life and his status as a god.

"Stop!" The frustrated Dormammu could only stop again.

A guy in a cloak flew up at this time.

...

Stephen faced Casillas' powerful strength. After all, he was a rookie who had learned magic for less than a year.

Even with the help of the Eye of Agamotto, he could not defeat Casillas, who could use the power of Dormammu to escape time.

He thought of a key, Dormammu transcends time.

Looking at the darkness, his heart skipped a beat and he flew towards it.

Since Dormammu transcends time, use time to defeat Dormammu.

Stephen casts a cycle of time magic on himself.

As long as he keeps restarting, Domumu can't kill himself.

However, there is a bad thing, that is, every time he dies, there will be real feedback.

After being fully prepared, Stephen took that step.

"Dormammu, I'm here to negotiate terms."

After Stephen finished speaking on the front foot, the back foot froze.

Because he didn't know who to talk to.

John stood there, and the rich dark energy in his body was as strong as that of the behemoth Dormammu.

"You betrayed magic." Stephen stared at John in disbelief.

The Witch King of the magical world actually abandoned magic and turned to darkness?

It was obvious that Gu Yi trusted him so much.

A sadness rose in Stephen's heart.

The death of Ancient One did not bring good results.

The Witch King's surrender to the enemy would be unacceptable.

He was still grieving, but Dormammu didn't have that much patience, so he slapped Stephen and sent him to his death.

After Stephen dies, start loading.

John looked at Stephen who came here again. Dormammu had not yet realized that something was wrong.

Just kill Stephen again like squeezing a bug to death.

Unfortunately, Dormammu, who transcends time, cannot escape the time of others.

When he saw Stephen come in for the third time, Dormammu's irritable mood became even worse.

"What did you do? Is this an illusion?"

"No, this is real."

Once again, Stephen died suddenly.

When John reappeared, John snapped his fingers to interrupt what was shaping up to be a hundred ways to die for Stephen.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your game." John said with a smile, "We haven't negotiated the terms yet, Dormammu."

John is more troublesome to Dormammu than Stephen.

But Stephen heard what John said, looked at John and asked: "What are the conditions? Did you sell the earth?"

"Watch your words, Mr. Strange," John said displeased, "We are talking about the ownership of this dimension."

At this time, Stephen was a little confused.

You came here just to ask Dormammu to leave. How about you directly compete with Dormammu for territory?

Stephen thought there was something wrong with his ears when John waved his wand.

The beam of light directed at Stephen turned into beautiful butterflies and dispersed, and he said: "Should I stay with this place, or should I choose to be a generous person?"

"Dormammu."

Dormammu watched John become more and more proficient in dark energy. He was angry, but there was nothing he could do.

"I will not hand over this place." Dormammu roared, causing the place to shake.

John stamped his feet and the movement calmed down.

"Then change it," John paced leisurely, "You can't stop me from using the power here and not appearing in the universe where I am."

John smiled and said: "It's a good deal, right?"

In doing so, the dark dimension still belongs to Dormammu, but the increasingly accumulated dark energy inside will be used by John at will.

Should we simply lose half of the territory, or add a second king?

Dormammu thought.

Stephen approached John quietly, and it was not difficult for him to see that John was not surrendering to Dormammu at all, but an equal negotiation.

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