Trajectory of Dawn in the World of American Comics

Chapter 507 53 Darkness Has Given You a Black Heart, and Will Eventually Lead You to Hell [Additional Update 510]

Chapter 507 53. The darkness has given you a black heart and will eventually lead you to hell [Additional update 510]

Mirror dimension is a pretty magical spell.

It is a magic that all apprentices in the Kama Taj Holy Land in parallel worlds must learn. Although it seems to be only entry-level, the most awesome thing about this thing is that it can change its power according to the user's spellcasting ability. .

The mirror dimension released by Zha Kang can cover up to one city, while Black Strange's mirror dimension can simulate a galaxy. Warlock's spellcasting ability is somewhere in between, so the mirror space he releases perfectly replicates the world of Gotham.

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" here.

Although after becoming the Grand Master of the Society of Stars, he rarely interacted with others as the organization expanded and developed, but it is obvious that the Warlock has not wasted his magical attainments in the numerous official duties.

After Mason and others broke into this mirror dimension, the time has come to repay all grudges.

The mental state warlock, who was already full of beasts, no longer held back. He finally released all his power, perfectly interpreting the oppressive power that a high-level spellcaster should have.

The terrifying dark magic power was scattered around everyone, and the strongly corrosive magic power was constantly squeezing and infiltrating, and the summoned dark monsters emerged from the dark shadow land, trying to eradicate everything for their masters. obstacle.

This scene is like the scene where the brave team finally faces the world-destroying devil after going through many difficulties and dangers. It seems that Mason and others are weak, but in the face of the power displayed by the warlock at this time, this is Mason's evaluation?

All right.

Although it is a bit exaggerated, the fact is that in the eyes of Mason, who has had a head-on fight with Black Strange, the pressure displayed by the warlock is indeed not enough.

The scene is indeed big enough.

But the problem is that the inner core is very weak if you look at it from the outside. Renhei Qiqi never bothers to use these fancy things, but you, the warlock, don't seem to understand this truth.

Apart from anything else, the powerful power of this dark dimension seems very vain, borrowed power... Tsk, isn't this the same as spending borrowed money to pretend to be an uncle?

It’s already 2023 and there are still people using this kind of “loan tactic”?

"Cover tactics!"

Mason, who naturally took over the command responsibility, made a gesture, and the demonized Fenrir armor strode out amid the burning hellfire.

The dark monster rushed forward amidst the bombardment of shoulder cannons and bursts of flames. Black Bolt's roar after charging up tore apart all the overwhelming dark power. When the light shone again, the White Queen put her hand on Mason's shoulder.

"Don't resist, let mom help you find that bastard."

She said this, trying to act like a good wife and mother, but Mason said uneasily:

"Don't take the opportunity to read things in my heart that you shouldn't see. Emma, ​​it's really not easy for our relationship to reach this point, so in front of your children, would you please restrain your bad character a little bit? "

"Okay, okay, I listen to you, my little baby."

The White Queen curled her lips and was extremely dissatisfied, but in the end she didn't do the things she couldn't do.

The super psychic power derived from her is like an activated radar, transmitting all kinds of information in the entire mirror dimension to Mason's heart in an instant. The warlock hiding in the darkness and accumulating power to release a super magic was also locking.

Emma used psychic power instead of team communication to establish a psychic connection for everyone present. No longer needing verbal command, as soon as Mason thought, others knew how to cooperate.

Then the old wolf beat his chest hard, and the power gem inlaid in his heart ignited and exploded, causing both fists and claws to be wrapped in purple monster flames.

He stared ahead and charged forward. After receiving the prompt, Ciri held Liana who was vomiting blood while waving her hand forward to instantly open the silver rift and swallow the old wolf.

The next moment, he was accurately sent to the Warlock's vicinity.

"Traitor, die!"

The ferocious old wolf pounced down, forcing the warlock to throw the dark ball 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 withstand the beast's state of mind after seventeen years of suppression?

The burning claws thrust forward in the regeneration of flesh and blood, interfering with Logan's ferocious death laughter. They did not seek to cause effective killing, but they pulled the warlock's cloak and spread the flames of power, preventing him from switching at will. .

"I guess it hits the spot!"

Mason raised his left hand on the spot, and the Black Death Sword and the Gun of Ragnarok covered Mason's left hand with a black symbiosis just like it did after it was activated last time.

The entire gun body is stretched in an instant to press against the user's shoulder, transforming into a heavy biological heavy sniper that fires three rounds of bullets the moment it takes shape.

One missed, and the other two hit the warlock's active protective cloak in precise shots. They did not cause any damage, but they made the warlock feel chills in his heart.

Mason's operation was as fierce as a tiger, which obviously meant that the attack he commanded everyone to cooperate with was anything but ordinary. He turned around and released the form of Ikeon, transforming into 333 three-eyed warlocks to confuse the enemy.

"boom"

The power of darkness erupted like sharp thorns at the feet of the Avengers, forcing everyone back. At the same time, more than three hundred warlocks cast spells at the same time. The dazzling crimson belt of Cytorak with black light spread across the entire battlefield in an instant.

The capture and restraint of more than a thousand straps on this small battlefield was an unavoidable attack. The old wolf, Black Bolt and Emma were instantly restrained.

The old Black Bolt was the worst. Not only was he played with tentacles, he was also slapped with a ball in his mouth. Three straps were tied around his mouth to force him to mute his voice.

Mason managed to avoid it by using water body transformation, and the hunter also jumped out of the area with the seriously injured swordsman at his signal. However, now only Mason was left to fight against the three-eyed warlock who was in full swing.

"You have no chance to sing!"

The warlock roared and cast his spell again.

Hundreds of black rays of light burst out from the third eye on the forehead of those magic clones and shot towards Mason repeatedly, causing the latter to "sit up" repeatedly as the water body collapsed and reorganized.

However, although he had an absolute advantage from the scene, the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Something bad is going to happen!

"You're the one who has no chance to sing, right?"

It took Mason seven consecutive deaths and reconstructions to finish a complete sentence intermittently amid the constant collapse and reorganization of the water body.

He said with a teasing tone:

"It's great that the dark dimension is strong, but is this your power? Just use it! Have you asked me if Dormammu is there?"

"Idiot! The dark dimension has become my territory!"

I don’t know why the warlock just doesn’t like Mason. In the past, his temper was not so bad, but every time he encountered Mason acting like a monster, he couldn’t suppress the fire in his heart.

Just like that guy you always meet in life who makes you furious just by looking at his face, this kind of relationship is generally called a "natural enemy".

In the roar, an even greater power of darkness was released, wrapping around Mason's body layer by layer to completely seal the reconstruction of his water body before completing the final kill.

But at this desperate moment, one of the more than 300 clones in the shape of Ikem suddenly covered his waist and abdomen as if he had eaten a bad meal. With a drastic change in his expression, he stretched out his hand tremblingly towards the main body of the warlock. Screaming:

"Dark Dimension. Out of Control"

"boom"

The first clone exploded like a beautiful firework, releasing a dark stream of light in the air. It was so beautiful.

The bound Mason raised his head as if admiring the beautiful scenery on New Year's Eve, watching the magic clones one after another screaming and exploding in the air.

The originally docile force began to rebel. The real master of the dark dimension is awakening. It is howling to take back its power, and the forces that restrain it are weakening rapidly, just like the cage containing the tiger being used by Mason. The two bullets were easily pried open.

Now, the tiger is out of the cage!

"puff"

The three-eyed warlock opened his mouth and spurted out hot blood, and he raised his hands tremblingly in the air.

The dark magic power burst out sparks in his palm as if it was malfunctioning. The originally smooth magic could no longer be maintained due to the lack of magic power. Even the crimson belts that bound everyone collapsed because they lost their power.

Lao Wang, who had sharp eyes and quick hands, was extremely angry because he was stuffed with a "mouth ball". As soon as he was freed from the trap, he raised his head and roared. The terrifying sound waves struck like a heavy hammer and knocked the three-eyed warlock out of the air.

The old wolf who had been waiting for a long time rushed forward impatiently and started grabbing at him. The loyal magic floating cloak tried its best to protect the master, but it could not stop the raging fire of power and the returning hunter took the time to step forward and stabbed him with a few swords.

"enough!"

The beaten and aggrieved warlock immediately cut off his connection with the dark dimension. As the dark magic around him dissipated, his magic filled up again and erupted with the golden arc of light that a Karma Taj spellcaster should have. The old wolf flew away and forced Xili back.

However, as soon as he got up, the twitching and cramping pain in his abdomen made him cough up blood again.

The symbiote of the Black Death Sword has completed parasitism in his body and is constantly devouring the hell power from Mephisto. This guy has a good appetite.

Whether it is Naboo, the God of Order, or the Lord of Hell, he can take the power without hesitation, and he is not afraid of diarrhea.

"You used the power of Mephisto to show off your power, and used the blessing of a devil to bind Dormammu, but what I'm curious about is that you never thought about what you would do once Mephisto no longer supports you. To deal with the Lord of the Dark Dimension who comes seeking revenge?

I've seen Doctor Strange more powerful than you!

People never use power that they cannot control. To be honest, Strange, you should learn more from the more powerful you.

The forces that push you to the top will sooner or later drag you to hell, and I don’t think I need to say more about the fate of those who make a deal with the devil. "

Mason took the time to pick up the empty bullet from the ground, reload it, and shot him again under the ferocious gaze of the warlock.

The Warlock could have avoided it.

But a pair of dark burning claws suddenly stretched out from behind the mirror dimension. As Mason said, the anger in the heart of Dormammu, who had been imprisoned and suppressed for more than ten years, could no longer be suppressed. Those claws pressed the three-eyed warlock with a bang. The ground is about to be crushed into flesh.

And the flying bullet hit me right between the eyebrows!

"puff"

The three-eyed warlock's third eye was pierced, causing him to scream in pain.

However, the Black Death Sword doesn't care whether you feel pain or not. The symbiote infiltrates and the three levels of parasitism operate at the same time, so that the divine power given to the warlock by Mephisto is almost completely consumed in an instant.

The revenge crushing imposed by Dormammu continues. The master of the dark dimension hates the dark mage who imprisons it. The corrosive dark magic power is continuously pressed into the three-eyed warlock's body by it, as if it is uncontrollable. The phagocytic bacteria began to crazily destroy the Warlock's originally stable spellcasting system.

The pain stemming from the internal collapse far exceeded the torture inflicted from the outside, so that the angry people no longer even stepped forward to deal the damage. Just watching the traitor kneel on the ground and collapse was enough to comfort people.

"When Ciri told me that you were the one with the closest connection to Mephisto among the three mentors, I knew how to deal with you! You are not as powerful and oppressive as you thought, Strange , you pose less of a threat to me than Lex Luthor in this invasion."

Mason pulled out the inspection ax from his back and stepped forward. He said to the three-eyed warlock who was kneeling on his knees and wailing in pain:

"Those dark powers that have been given to you have made you successful, and they will also destroy you! You thrive on this, and you should die on this! I no longer need to preach those curses, hatred and disgust, and I no longer need to restrain the pain and despair of the past. .

If there really is hell in this world, then I think you should accept the judgment from those lives you killed!

They have set up the courtroom and are taking seats in the gallery. The evidence has been presented and the gavel is about to be struck. The mission left to us, the remnants, is to send you to the seat. "

The inspection ax is swung up and will be chopped down in the next moment.

However, the warlock raised his head, and his eyes that had been invaded by dark magic were full of black and red bloodshot eyes. He shouted with a ferocious face:

"Even if there is no dark dimension! I am still the Supreme Mage!"

The green time gem splashed up, and time in the entire mirror dimension was pushed forward.

With this powerful force, the warlock's pain was slightly relieved, and Old Wang, Old Wolf and Emma were exiled outside of time. Seeing that the hunter and swordsman were about to rush to save them, the warlock said with a ferocious smile:

"Mephisto! Help me!"

"Click"

The ghost claw tattoos on the arms of the three members of the Star Club were immediately activated. Shiri, 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 seemed to be possessed.

The inspection ax in his hand was raised to the highest point, and his entire expression became dull.

The three-eyed warlock laughed, he was in pain, because Dormammu's torture continued, and the devouring of divine power caused by the triple parasite of the Black Death Sword made his connection with Lord Mephisto intermittent.

But he's still laughing.

Because he won!

This is a Jedi counterattack worth remembering!

"What a pity, it was just a little bit close."

He endured the pain and said in a dumb voice:

"However, you have been included in this great system the moment you joined the Society of Stars. You are like gears, shouldering your respective responsibilities. Lord Fate is unwilling to manipulate you because it is not necessary.

But as his original follower, I also have some control over this soul contract.

Just a little bit, but enough.

You cannot understand the painstaking efforts of Mephisto and me, but I am too lazy to explain to you, just die with ignorance, I will take over your responsibility, and I will continue to move forward."

The three-eyed warlock wiped the blood from his face and stood up with difficulty, shaping 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.

As the warlock watched with wide eyes, the inspection ax suddenly fell and hit him hard on the shoulder. The sharp blow into his body knocked the warlock who stood up to his knees again.

With blood splattering everywhere, Mason stretched out his hand, clasped his hair and lifted his neck. He let go of the handle of the inspection ax and took out the Sword of the Lake Lady from the restrained Ciri. He pressed the shining blade against his hand in an execution gesture. Warlock neck.

He looked condescendingly at the Warlock, who was unable to fight back but stared at Mason with wide eyes, and he shouted:

"You! Why weren't you?"

"When did you have the illusion that I would be bound by a soul curse? Strange."

Mason steadily pushed the sharp blade to cut into the warlock's neck. He could feel the touch of the sharp blade severing the throat. As the blood spurted out, he lowered his head and said in the warlock's ear:

"I have the same tattoo as you, but I have never been one of you! I know you will not die with the Time Stone protecting you, and you think you will not go to hell.

Tsk, but I advise you not to have such beautiful illusions about your destiny, because just now, another friend of mine arrived in this world.

And now, he wants to talk to you. "

"puff"

The three-eyed warlock's neck was completely cut off by the sharp Lake Lady Sword and was held in Mason's hand. The shock and anger in his eyes still remained, and the light of the time stone had already flowed to resurrect him.

Mason didn't care.

He waved the Sword of the Lake Lady to spill blood from the blade, and looked at the ugly guy and those ugly eyes in front of him. In the reflection in his eyes, Mason saw the strange black man falling slowly from behind him.

He said:

"You have been judged for your sins against your homeland, Stephen Strange, the traitor, and now, pray, a second judge has appeared.

Pray Mephisto can save you next, but I doubt he can. "

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