070 Stop It, Let's Negotiate Terms!

"Damn it, what the hell are you!"

Dormammu shouted loudly, which was met with an even louder roar from Bulcaisel.

Ever since he was pressed to the ground and rubbed by Bulqueso, he had been passive.

What's even more frightening is that he feels that the power of the dark dimension is decreasing.

The endless dark energy launched an impact towards Bulcaisuo, who was wielding his weapon at him, but it couldn't even stop Bulcaisuo's actions.

He never thought that he would face the possibility of death.

The dark dimension is just a larger realm for Bulcaisuo.

It is even much weaker than the realm that the Demon King of Hell has developed.

It's like someone who reluctantly took control of an empty house after it was occupied by someone.

The realm of the Hell Demon King is the embodiment of their own power.

If Bulcaisel had to describe it, it was probably that the domain of the Hell Demon King was their own power, and this Dormammu could only be regarded as the steward of this domain.

Bul-Katho's weapon was wielded beyond Dormammu's perception, and he felt that his dark dimension was being worn away bit by bit from Bul-Katho's weapon.

What's even more frightening is that Bulcaisel directly and effectively caused him tremendous pain.

"Damn it, stop it! Let's negotiate a deal!"

Dormammu now wanted to throw Bulcaisel directly out of his dark dimension, but he couldn't do it.

No matter how much power hits Bulcaisuo's body, all it gets is a more violent attack.

Now if he wanted to reduce the damage he suffered, he could only let everything in the dark dimension bypass this barbarian who slashed at him as soon as he appeared.

"Gu Yi, stop him quickly! I am willing to negotiate a condition with you!"

Bulkas's power was beyond Dormammu's imagination, and even though he had tried his best to avoid Bulkatho, it only made this struggle longer.

"You have to know that if he wants to completely wipe out the dark dimension at the current speed, it will take at least hundreds of years!"

Dormammu shouted loudly to Ancient One who was watching the battle at the speed he estimated.

Then he saw Bulcaisel's weapon pressed against his eyes.

"Xia!"

Bulcaisel continued his battle cry and continued to move his muscles against Dormammu.

Ancient One saw the damage done to Dormammu by Bulcaisu, and she knew very well that Bulcaisu was just enjoying the battle now.

An existence that can make death retreat, and use all its power to easily crush Dormammu into pieces.

"Bulkess, how about we come back tomorrow! It's almost dark outside now."

Ancient One shouted to Bulcasso in a provocative tone.

For a barbarian whose whole body is filled with fighting passion, he is far from having fun now.

"Gu Yi, let's negotiate a deal. As long as you can make him stop, I will agree to you no matter what you say!"

Dormammu had begun to doubt everything he was going through, and he couldn't figure out what was going on with this guy.

No matter how hard he attacked, there was no response.

However, the dark dimension is indeed being constantly obliterated.

Even that damn thief actually used that tone to deal with him!

Rather than making Dormammu retreat, Ancient One hoped that this guy would be completely eliminated directly.

What he said before was just for show, letting Dormammu feel how ordinary humans felt when facing life in the dark dimension.

Incidentally, she also wanted Dormammu to feel what would happen to Doctor Strange in the future.

If possible, who would want to experience that weird way of dying countless times?

This could be considered a harmless prank by Ancient One.

"Ancient One, if the dark dimension is completely wiped out, your life will come to an end!"

Dormammu shouted at the Ancient One, issuing threats.

"The passing of life does not mean anything, it is just the beginning of life again."

Gu Yi muttered silently.

Bulcaisel's warm-up is almost over, and Dormammu will surely come to an end.

"ha!"

Bulcaisel's movements gradually stopped. He stood on the bridge of Dormammu's nose, looking down at those huge eyes.

"What a good punching bag. Although it's a pity, you are not even worthy of wailing in hell!"

The shadow of the armor appeared on Bulcaisuo's body in an instant. Although his previous armor was damaged when facing Malthael, the legendary glory will not disappear together.

The boundless evil on Dormammu's body felt like a rat's entrails that were covered in stains and exuding a foul odor.

Compared to the smell of sulfur and rot mixed with the Hell Demon King, this guy can be considered disgusting in a unique way.

"Compared to those strong men who died under my hands, you are still too fragile. If you could have the power of Leoric's skeleton, I would still be willing to play with you for a while longer."

Bulcaisel's body began to tense up. Facing Dormammu, he did not need to show his full strength.

Although this guy's strength is not far behind Leoric's.

But it is a pity that the current Bulcaisel is no longer the guy who needed to fight the Skeleton King fiercely.

Dormammu only has some characteristics that make him difficult to kill. Even if the mad king is standing in Bul-Kathos' position, he can completely destroy this guy.

Just like everything must disappear, Dormammu just binds his life to this dimension.

Breaking the existence of life and blaspheming life and death is the most powerful power of the mad king.

Even such a dimension belonging to the immortals was completely shattered by Bul-Kathos' power.

A dimension composed of darkness is just the most insignificant power in Li Min's hands.

Darkness is ultimately just an accessory after the elements fade away.

"Although the weapons in your hands are not the pair I love the most, you should feel honored to die under this pair of legends!"

Bul-Kathos waved his hands from the side of his body, lightning flashed on the weapons, and a strong wind that could not find the source began to blow in the dark dimension.

"Stop it, I will agree to any conditions!"

At this moment, Dormammu felt that the dark dimension was shaking violently.

His soul felt the rejection of this space.

When destruction was about to come, the dark dimension that Dormammu completely controlled in his eyes began to resist.

"Feel the spirit of the barbarians! Scum!"

Bul-Kathos's voice completely suppressed Dormammu's voice, and the dark dimension began to peel off Dormammu's body at a rapid speed.

Merciless and Oathkeeper passed over Bul-Kathos's head, and his tense muscles began to release their strength.

A layer of lightning was shining on the spiked hammer of Merciless, and then it fell heavily on Dormammu's rapidly fading face.

A blue light flashed on the blade of Oathkeeper, and the two weapons pierced Dormammu's soul one after another.

The entire dark dimension began to scatter like broken glass.

Then it gathered into a deep purple black light and rushed towards the Ancient One.

At this time, the real controller of the dark dimension appeared.

Dormammu, who forcibly occupied the dark dimension, was abandoned by the dark dimension at the last moment of his existence.

Perhaps this dimension already had a sense of life and understood the fear of death.

Dormammu gradually dissipated in the last breath of his long life.