"Damn it, what the hell are you!"

Dormammu shouted loudly, in exchange for a louder roar from Bourkeso.

From the moment he was pressed to the ground by Bourkeso and rubbed, he had been in a state of passivity.

What's even more terrifying is that he feels that the power of the dark dimension is being curtailed.

Infinite dark energy charged at Bourkeso, who was wielding his weapon right at him, but it couldn't even halt Bourkeso's movements.

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

The Dark Dimension is nothing more than a larger realm for Bourkeso.

It's even much weaker than the realm that the Hell Demon King has expanded.

It's as if an empty house has been occupied and barely grasped it.

And the realm of the Hell Demon Kings is the embodiment of their own power.

If you have to describe it as Bourkeso, it is probably that the realm of the Hell Demon King is their own power, and this Dormammu can only be regarded as the steward of this realm.

Bourkeso's weapon was wielding beyond Dormammu's perception, and he felt his dark dimension being consumed from Bourkeso's weapon.

What is even more terrifying is that Bourkeso directly and effectively inflicted great pain on him.

"Damn it, stop! Let's talk about conditions! ”

Dormammu was now eager to throw Bourkeso straight out of his dark dimension, but he couldn't.

No matter how much force hit Bourkeso's body, it was only a more violent attack.

Now if he wants to reduce the damage he has taken, he can only let everything in the dark dimension bypass this barbarian who slashed at him as soon as he appeared.

"Ancient One, stop him! I'm willing to negotiate a condition with you! ”

Burqas was more powerful than Dormammu had imagined, and even though he had done everything he could to avoid Boulkeso, it could only make the twist a little longer.

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

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

Then he saw Bourkeso's weapon in front of his eyes.

“xia！”

Bourkeso continued his battle cry and continued to move his muscles at Dormammu.

The Ancient One saw the damage that Boulkeso had done to Dormammu, and she knew very well that Bourkeso was just enjoying the battle.

One that can make death retreat into existence, and with all its power can easily wring Dormammu into pieces.

"Bourkeso, or we'll come back tomorrow! It's getting dark outside. ”

The Ancient One shouted in a reading tone to Bourkeso.

For a barbarian with a passion for battle, he was far from having fun.

"Gu Yi, let's talk about a condition, as long as you can make him stop, no matter what you say, I will promise you!"

Dormammu was starting to wonder what he was going through, and he couldn't figure out what was going on with this guy.

No matter how much force he attacked, there was no response.

However, the dark dimension is indeed being worn away.

Even that damn thief actually perfunctory him in such a tone!

Compared to making Dormammu retreat, the Ancient One would prefer that this guy be completely wiped out.

The previous words were just for show, to give Dormammu a sense of how ordinary humans felt when facing life in the dark dimension.

By the way, she also wanted Dormammu to get a feel for what would have happened to Doctor Strange in the future.

If they could, who would want to experience that strange way of dying countless times?

This is an innocuous prank of the ancient one.

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

Dormammu shouted at the Ancients, making a threat.

"The passing of life does not mean anything, it is just a new beginning of life."

Gu Yi muttered silently.

Bourkeso's warm-up is coming to an end, and Dormammu is sure to come to an end.

"Hah!"

Bourkeso's movements gradually stopped, and he stood on the bridge of Dormammu's nose, looking down at the huge eyes.

"It's a good punching bag, and it's a pity, but you don't even deserve to wail in hell!"

The shadow of his armor appeared on his body in an instant, and although his previous armor was damaged when facing Masaire, the glory of the legend would not fade with it.

The boundless sin of Dormammu's body felt like a rat's entrails stained with stains and a stench in Boulkeso's senses.

Compared to the smell of sulfur and rot on the Hell Demon King, this guy can be considered disgusting.

"You're still too fragile compared to the strong men who died at my hands. If you can have the skeletal power of Leoric, I'd love to play with you a little longer. ”

Bourkeso's body began to tense, and he didn't need to show his full posture against Dormammu.

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

But it's a pity that the current Bourkeso is no longer the guy who needed to fight Skeletron fiercely.

Dormammu just has some traits that are difficult to kill, and even if it is the Mad King who stands in Bourkeso's position, he can completely eliminate this guy.

Just as all existence must pass away at some point, Dormammu is simply binding his life to this dimension.

The existence of breaking life, the desecration of life and death, is the most powerful power of the Mad King.

It was that dimension that belonged to the immortal, and it was completely shattered by the power of Bourkeso.

The dimension of darkness was only the most insignificant of the power Li Min had in his possession.

Darkness is nothing more than an appendage after the elemental fades.

"Although the weapons in my hands are not my favorite pair, it should be an honor for you to die under this pair of legends!"

Bourkeso's hands swung from his side, his blades shining with thunder, and a wind that could not be found in the dark latitudes began to blow.

"Stop, I'll agree to whatever conditions are proposed!"

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

His soul felt the repulsion of this space.

When doom was imminent, Dormammu's eyes began to fight against the dark dimension that he completely controlled.

"Feel the spirit of the barbarians! Scum! ”

Bourkeso's voice completely silenced Dormammu's voice, and the dark dimension began to peel away from Dormammu's body at a rapid pace.

Mercy and the Oath Keeper slashed across Bourkeso's head, and the tense muscles in his body began to unleash power.

A layer of thunder shone on the spiked hammer of Mercy, and then fell heavily on Dormammu's large, rapidly fading face.

A cyan glow flashed from the Oath Keeper's blade, and the two weapons passed through Dormammu's soul one after the other.

The entire dark dimension began to scatter like shattered glass.

Then it converged into a dark purple black light and rushed towards the Ancient One.

At this time, the true master 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 has a sense of belonging to life, and understands the fear of death.

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