Chapter 1426: Return of the Old Days (Twenty-Five)

A few years is just a drop in the ocean for the cosmic demon, and the same is true for Dormammu. As the controller of the dark dimension and part of the dark rules of the universe, those days of being a powerful force in the universe seem to be very far away.

If his experiences in the past few years were written into a book, the title might be "Dormamu's Happy Life".

The demon has various standards for happiness, which are difficult to define, but for Dormammu, there is one standard that is very important, that is, eating enough.

It sounds simple, but it is actually very difficult. It is almost impossible to fill the stomach of the dimensional demon. Many races regard Dormammu as an extremely evil evil god, precisely because of his insatiable greed and his appetite that mortals cannot fill through any sacrifice.

But he did eat a lot in recent years, but this also brought an inevitable problem, that is, gaining weight.

Although it sounds a bit absurd, dimensional demons do gain weight. They do not absorb energy in real time. As mentioned before, it takes time for dimensional demons to absorb energy. They must be very focused for a long time to transform the quantitative change of huge power into qualitative change and use it to improve their own strength.

For many relatively weak demons, they have to fill their stomachs quickly after getting a bite of food, work hard to digest and improve their strength to prevent themselves from being beaten to death. However, for dimensional demons like Dormammu, the need to improve their strength is not so urgent. The main purpose of their eating is to satisfy their instinct to eat.

In addition, Ancient One resigned early. Since Kamar-Taj entered the Strange period, neither the Supreme Sorcerer himself nor the great wizards under him have much time to find trouble with the demons.

In the past, the strength of the cosmic demons was very strong because Ancient One was hanging over their heads like a knife. Whoever did not work hard would die. Of course, they had to eat a lot and work hard to become stronger to prevent being beaten up when the bald female wizard came to the door.

This was once the motivation for dimensional demons like Dormammu to become stronger. It was precisely in order to avoid being denied by the Ancient One that Dormammu desperately wanted to encroach on the real dimension and gain greater power.

But now without the Ancient One, his pressure has decreased, and the energy he got back is not so urgent to be transformed into strength. The membership gifts he received are scattered in his dimension, one piece here and one piece there, with only quantitative change but no qualitative change.

In addition, he does not have as much work as the Lord of Hell Mephisto to manage Hell. Others eat when he is having a meal, and others exercise when he is sleeping, causing his body size to expand more than five times in just a few years. Now he has become completely fat into a ball of black gas with no facial features visible, and even his eyes are squeezed out.

Hearing Mordo's call, Dormammu immediately stretched out a hand. Yes, the thick darkness covering the entire Helheim is actually just Dormammu's hand.

But almost instantly, there was nothing but darkness in this dimension. The thick darkness was presented in various natural phenomena. The originally gray dark clouds turned into black clouds, and the black raindrops like ink flew out from the rain clouds, dyeing everything into extremely pure black.

The monster Doctor Strange stared at the violent dark energy in the magic vision in amazement, and he shouted in disbelief.

"How dare you? How dare you let Dormammu grow to such a level? ! ! Aren't you afraid that he will swallow up the Earth?!"

Then he turned his attention to Strange and the great wizards behind him, looking at the rich energy emanating from their bodies, and the various energy-consuming spells that were cast out like they were free, and he could only grit his teeth and say: "It must be a problem with this universe. There is much more energy here than ours, and we must conquer it!!"

"By then, all this energy will be mine! Mine!"

The monster Doctor Strange was completely overwhelmed, but Captain America, who was still resisting the fierce attack of the wizards on the ground, shouted: "Infect them with madness, no matter how powerful the demon is, it cannot resist the madness of the great god!"

Hearing this, Strange, who was floating in the air, showed a weird look, and he took out a hand machine, cleared his throat and said to the other side: "Mephisto, get ready. If Dormammu goes crazy, you all go together and chop him up and eat him. If you go crazy, I will call others."

"The crazy ones are the membership gifts, and the non-crazy ones are the members. It's that simple."

I heard a roar from the dark void: "I'm not crazy!!!"

"Oh, then how do you prove it?" Strange scratched his ears and said: "I assume that the crazy demon god must not remember the existence of the Sanctuary, and the demon god who is still rational must still remember our renewal rules..."

"Strange, you damn profiteer, I have been a member for 20,000 years!!"

"Ahem, our dark lord is becoming more and more irrational. It seems that the boundless madness is constantly infecting his core. It's time to take action, right, Mephisto?"

As Strange finished speaking, the blazing flames of hell were ignited in the darkness, and the monster superheroes on the ground began to spontaneously combust one after another. Their souls became the fuel of the hell flames. The pain of their souls being burned directly made them start to roll and scream on the ground.

A huge demon shadow walked out of the flames, and the darkness belonging to Dormammu faded a little. At this moment, darkness and fire co-ruled Helheim.

"You have summoned the Lord of Hell!" Monster Strange shouted, "You are really crazy. Without sacrifices, Mephisto will tear everything within his sight into pieces!!!"

"I think Dormammu is crazy." Mephisto stomped his goat hoof and said, "He has started to talk nonsense. A membership of 20,000 years? How come I remember that both of us have been members for 30,000 years?"

"I remember it too." Strange's tone was full of ambiguity and he said, "He can't even remember his membership date. He must be crazy. King, open the door and get ready!"

"Don't!" Dormammu said. Shouted: "Can't I charge for another 10,000 years? You damn cunning human!"

"Mordo, go sign the contract." Strange said with satisfaction, Mordo flew over, but Strange was still a little uncertain and said: "Is he really not infected? But why is Dormammu in that universe crazy?"

"I am a dimensional demon!" Dormammu roared: "How can the little madness in a few human souls drive me crazy immediately?!"

Strange turned his head to look at Mephisto, Mephisto glanced at Dormammu attached to the monster Doctor Strange, and said: "Dimensional demons can refuse Never allow anything to enter his dimension. This Dormammu was probably attacked outside his own dimension. "

"Dimensional demon and dimension complement each other. Dimension is the source of dimensional demon's power. Crazy Dormammu may not be able to call on the power of dark dimension. Without dimension, dimensional demon will become very fragile, just like a goat without hoofs."

Mephisto hugged his arms and looked at the monster Doctor Strange and said: "Dormammu in another universe should have more than this power. It is very likely that he has lost the support of dark dimension and can't call on the power of rules to replenish his energy, so he is so hungry. "

Hearing this, the mutants in the base couldn't help but look at the monster Doctor Strange. Kitty the Phantom Cat showed a complicated expression and said, "I know it's a bit bad to say this, but Dormammu in another universe...how to describe it? Well...quite cute."

In the sky of Helheim, Surtur and Thor, who were thousands of feet high, fought together. The Midgard Serpent, whose body could even coil around Megadraga, was even bigger. Even Fenrir, who was on all fours, was about the same height as Dormammu. Surrounded by a group of demons and monsters, the crazy Dormammu really looked...especially cute.

"So, whether madness can infect an individual is related to size?" Strange asked Mephisto.

Mephisto nodded and said, "More and less is also a cosmic concept. More must be more than less, less must be more than how much, more can suppress less, less must be less than more, 1 is less than 2, 2 is more than 1, this is the most basic rule of the universe."

"The larger the size, the more madness is needed for infection. Unless the opponent's crazy infection ability is more essential than the rule of more and less in the universe, otherwise it must follow this law."

"So does the size depend on the amount of energy or the level of wisdom?"

"It should have nothing to do with the level of wisdom." Mephisto shook his head and looked at Stark who was constantly flying and dodging in the bombardment of the Archmage. Strange followed his gaze and understood what he said.

So, Strange thought, the best way to deal with this group of crazy superheroes is to increase the intensity, call all the cosmic demons, and beat them up around them, but there is still a most fatal problem in this plan.

"If you are unfortunately infected, is there a way to reverse it?" Strange asked.

"It may be difficult to eliminate madness and retain strength." Mephisto frowned and said, "But the infected part can be directly removed."

A little light flashed in Strange's eyes. He looked at the superheroes below and said, "What about them? Can they be saved?"

Mephisto shook his head and said, "The strength of human souls cannot be compared with that of demons. A tree can be cut off and still alive, but if a blade of grass is cut, the chance of death will be very high."

Strange sneered and said, "I will do my best to save them. If I can't save them, it can be regarded as giving them a decent funeral. With me here, none of them can go back to kneel before God."

After speaking, Strange's robe floated, golden light emanated from his eyes, and the Eye of Agamotto flashed, and then a sound like a bell spread throughout the battlefield.

"The Time Management Bureau enters the scene, freezes the timeline of all invaders, and directly exiles the rebels, do it!"