Chapter 1802 Experienced and Difficult to Win a Strong Enemy

Dormammu felt challenged. For him who looked down on Satan at all, it was like a man being provoked by a monkey.

If the monkey just grinned at him, then as a higher creature, he could barely tolerate it. But now, the monkey had already jumped on him, scratching his hands and feet. If he could bear it, and let him pat his ass and run away, then he would not be a void lord, but an eminent monk.

This is unbearable, no matter what, so there is no need for Baron Mordo's order at all. Dormammu has already followed the passage opened by Satan and plunged into the evil spirit hell.

He is the Void Lord, a powerful figure that can be counted in the universe. With this as his reliance, he didn't feel at all that it was inappropriate for him to do so. It's just the lower plane of a planet, not enough for him to worry and hesitate. He sees this as a smooth path.

It's just that he has such abilities and skills, which doesn't mean that Baron Mordo can do the same. Hell is also a dangerous existence for a mage of his level. If he is not careful, he may die in it. And if it's just his personal danger, it's fine, but the current situation is that his life is already closely related to the fate of the entire earth. Once something happened to him in hell, the deal between him and Dormammu would lose its validity. And if that time really comes, the whole world will be over.

He doesn't want to take such a risk yet, so he can only establish the subtle connection between him and Dormammu through the Necronomicon, and contact Dormammu who has entered hell.

"Dormammu, catch up with him. Never let him throw you off again! If you still can't handle him this time, you should know what it means!"

Modu has no ability to forcibly restrain Dormammu, he can only motivate him with words. But in fact, this kind of verbal provocation is more useful than the threat of force. Because Dormammu himself is also a proud guy, and he is also ashamed of being led by the nose at the moment.

If it is said that Dormammu still has a substantial body at this moment, then he must now be an image with red eyes and a hideous expression. And it is precisely because he does not have such outward characteristics now, so he can only use words to express his inner anger.

"It's something you don't need to say, little mage. I will find him, and I will let him know what will happen to a great void lord who provokes me on this kind of thing. He will definitely do it for him I regret what you did, I swear!"

After making such an oath, Domamu crossed the last hurdle of the space barrier without hesitation, and placed himself entirely in the space of the evil spirit hell. And just when he appeared in the sky of the Evil Spirit Hell extremely abruptly, Satan, who had already been sitting on the sidelines, immediately launched a fierce offensive against him.

He opened the door to the evil spirit hell, so of course, he would know where Dormammu should appear. This was a good opportunity to catch him off guard, and facing such a good opportunity, Satan certainly would not miss it.

As a devil king, it is completely in line with common sense to play such a small trick. Besides, for an existence like the Void Lord, there is no need to talk about the morals of the rivers and lakes with him.

Abandoning an excellent offensive opportunity because of so-called morality, such a thing may be done by hypocritical idiots, but it is absolutely impossible for him to happen. As far as he is concerned, there is only one thing he thinks about now, and that is to eliminate this existence from the void, so that there will be no obstacles to his great cause. So his shot was a sure kill, without mercy.

Although Dormammu has the identity of the Void Lord, he still lacks a little experience in this life-and-death struggle. It's no wonder he,

After all, before becoming the Void Lord, he was just a wizard, not a fighter. If you let him use witchcraft and magic to hurt people thousands of miles away, he may have a lot of experience. But if you want him to go into battle shirtless and do this kind of fight that is more decisive than square inches, it is a bit difficult for him.

He has no experience in this area at all, even after becoming a void lord. After all, Void Lords' fighting methods are often more direct, as long as they flood their targets with massive void energy, this is enough to accomplish most of their goals. And to make him go up and fight like a reckless man, it's really the first time for a big girl to get on a sedan chair.

This left him neither psychologically prepared nor experienced in dealing with it afterwards. Therefore, when Satan suddenly got up and shot, grabbed his body from behind, and waved his wings, leading him to fall from a height of tens of thousands of meters at a high speed that could almost rub off fire, He couldn't do anything but yell and scream.

Could yelling and screaming ease the situation he's currently facing? The answer is obviously not, so he can only act as a meat pad once, forcibly withstanding all the damage caused by this rapid impact.

The good news is that the injury was not fatal to him. Because this body is made up of energy after all. Although it is said that when forming a physical body, his body will inevitably have a part of the nature of the physical body, but no matter what, his body also lacks the traditional so-called key composition.

Don't look at the impact that almost crushed Dormammu's entire body into a piece of muddy mud, as if he was about to be crushed to ashes. In fact, as long as he poured his own strength into it continuously, then this body would be able to recover quickly.

This is the characteristic of energy beings, and it is also their most troublesome point. In his long life, Satan has often made enemies of such disgusting guys, so he knows very well how he can cause effective harm to such guys.

Stimulating the strength in his body, Satan firmly grabbed Domamu's neck. Then, facing Dormammu's broken body, he opened his mouth wide and spewed out deadly black smoke.

The destructive power from the Scorched Hell is constantly dissipating the void energy that makes up Dormammu, obliterating his existence bit by bit. From the head to the body, from the body to every crumb, every piece of rotten flesh. Leaving him nothing, not a single drop, was the only way Satan could think of to deal with such a disgusting creature.

He is very clear that if such a creature wants to exist, it must have a core hub to act as a binding part of those energies. Otherwise, those energies can only be wasted and scattered in the space meaninglessly. This is the law of the universe, and no one can violate it. Naturally, Dormammu is no exception.

Although he didn't know where the core of Dormammu's structure was and how it was expressed. But he understands a truth, that is, as long as he can destroy every bit of his existence, then he can clear this guy in front of him from this world.

This may not kill him, but it is enough to make him unable to stop his footsteps. And as long as such a goal can be achieved, then it is enough for Satan.

Dormammu could tell what Satan was up to at a glance. And under such circumstances, of course he began to resist Satan. It's just a pity that Satan, who had already had the upper hand from the beginning, didn't give him any chance to resist.

It is difficult for his broken body to gather the strength to resist Satan in a short period of time, and it is difficult for him to escape from his hands for a while with Satan's neck stuck.

This means that he can only be forced to bear the damage from Satan now, and being forced to bear it will be a heavy blow to Dormammu, both psychologically and physically.

He only regards this planet as a remote place in the universe, an existence close to a primitive tribe. But in such a primitive tribe, he was humiliated and abused again and again by what he thought was an uncivilized monkey-like guy. This situation naturally filled his heart with madness. of tyranny and hatred come.

"Damn bastard, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to extract your soul and take it to the Twisting Nether. I'm going to change this tortured soul every day, for a thousand years, ten thousand years, never stop .I want you to feel regret in this eternal pain and torment, I want you to feel hopeless!"

"Shut up, you talk too much!"

Meticulously wiped out every part of Dormammu's body, and holding his only remaining head, Satan began to yell at him unceremoniously.

A prodigal dog has no right to howl in front of him. At this moment, Satan, who believed that Dormammu's energy hub was in this head, already regarded himself as the final winner, and as the winner, he naturally did not take Dormammu's threat at heart.

In Satan's view, if he can defeat him once, he can defeat him a second time. Unless he accepts this failure and honestly no longer appears in front of him, otherwise, what awaits him will only be a fate of failure.

This is the self-confidence that comes from Satan, and Dormammu obviously hates the self-confidence he showed.

Once again, he was underestimated by a native monkey, and underestimated very thoroughly. This made him want to curse him viciously more and more, and wanted him to understand what kind of existence he should not have provoked. However, Satan did not give him another chance to speak.

He concentrated his destructive magic power, and poured it into the head in his hand. And under his destructive power, even Dormammu couldn't say a word at all.

The last part of him thus disappeared before Satan. And after watching Dormammu disappear before his eyes, Satan's eyes also involuntarily showed a relaxed look.

Although the end of this battle was simple, to be honest, the pressure on him was not small at all. The reason is very simple, that is, he finally realized that his power is not as powerful as he imagined.

Void Lord Dormammu, he has never heard of such an existence, but the power displayed by such an unknown guy is comparable to him. This time, he won on the basis of skill and experience, and if the other party is like him, a guy who has experienced many battles, then he is really hard to be sure that he can win so easily.

And just imagine, a guy who has never been heard of by him can have such power, then in this world, in this universe, how many strong people can stand shoulder to shoulder with him, or even stronger than him Woolen cloth?

This is a question he has never thought about before, just as human beings have never thought that they will one day face threats from outside the earth. But now, after experiencing all this, he had to learn to think about it actively.

This is a good thing, because it allows Satan to understand himself more clearly, so that he will not completely blind his mind because of his momentary complacency. But this is also a bad thing, because it also obliterated Satan's proud will to a certain extent, and made him start to worry subconsciously, and began to fear those unknown existences that he didn't know yet.

For the first time in thousands of years since he was born in the light, Satan began to feel small and the narrowness of this world. Reason and ambition are in fierce conflict in his brain, and in this conflict, he already has the intention to look up at the starry sky, and already intends to set his sights on a farther and wider world.

After he rules the earth, he will pay for it. On this point, he has already made up his mind. It's just that now is not the time, and now he has to put his mind on the earth.

The earth will be the first step in his journey to the stars and the sea. He said with certainty in his heart, and then he already planned to leave this hell and start his own journey immediately. And at this moment, a powerful force seemed to descend from another world suddenly, slammed into his body, and knocked him flying.

Even he would inevitably feel pain from such a blow. And when he struggled to stand up, wanting to see who attacked him suddenly, the voice from Dormammu had already rang in his ears.

"Damn monkey, you made me pay a huge price. For you, I consumed the energy of an entire planet. I said, I will catch you, I will take your soul and torture you forever It's time for me to keep my promise, so, are you ready to suffer? You bloody reptile!"