The Dark Lord Dormammu was simply stunned!

In this universe, I don't know how many lowly creatures in his eyes worship him, worship him, regard him as the greatest god, and sacrifice themselves and their subordinates to him.

Not every guy is qualified to be his direct subordinate.

At least at the level of Casillas, he can barely get into his eyes.

After going through an unknown number of reincarnations, he found that the effect of using his ultimate move to destroy Mei Mumu was not very good, and he remembered to use these miscellaneous soldiers to test Mei Mumu, who knew that it would become a food delivery!

These 'miscellaneous soldiers' are already dark heroes on various planets.

As a result, he was punched by Master Mei and a child, and he was directly beaten.

This kind of sensational backlash is shown off by the rebellious effect, which is terrible.

"That's enough!" just as Dormammu was about to get on his own, five minutes were up, and time was going backwards on its own again.

"Oh?" Mei Mumu's eyes lit up: "Oh oh oh!"

In his heart, he howled with joy on the spot.

After fighting with Dormammu for so long, he was tortured and killed 800 times, this, this, this is the first time he has survived until the end of time and does not have to die!

it! it! it!

It's a rarity!

Mei Mumu was extremely excited in the sea of spirits, and he kissed several times as if he hugged a girl. After kissing, Mei Mumu realized that something seemed wrong.

"Where is the girl in my spiritual sea? It's not the paper man's wife in the two-dimensional world!" Just as Mei Mumu was smirking and muttering to himself, his brain suddenly tingled.

"Oops!" When Mei screamed, she suddenly heard the voice of the young lady coming from the spiritual sea: "Hmph! bastard!

Hey?

Wait a minute!

This one...... What's the matter?

It's a pity that the young lady doesn't like him at all.

It's rare that he didn't die, and Mei Mumu hurriedly took the opportunity to rest for a while.

The mental burden of being tortured and killed repeatedly is very heavy.

In this way, Umaki happily spared with those human-sized dark heroes, and without being killed by Dormammu, it took eight rounds for Dormammu to break free from the shackles of the Time Stone again and kill Umakimu himself.

Mei Mumu looks like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

Maybe it's still a long way from forcing Dormammu away, but at least there's hope, isn't it?

This time, the time gem was recharged, as he expected, quite quickly. In less than ten rounds, he will have time to go back again.

The moment he activated the Time Gem to travel back, how his hands worked in 1943, all the aftermath flooded into his brain.

"I have to shout 666 to myself!"

That was the end of 1943:

It's been months since Mei left New York.

Captain America Steve children's shoes, sad and helpless in front of the mascot.

Take photos with babies still in diapers, take photos with politicians, pose with a group of actors on a treadmill against the backdrop of a forest picture scroll and shoot black-and-white propaganda films, two, three or even five or six stage plays a day......

Steve, who has a busy schedule, feels a sense of loneliness and sadness in his heart while becoming an American Internet celebrity in World War II.

With the help of the sign of "Captain America", the US government easily sold a large number of national bonds and war bonds, and the major old American chaebols continued to produce a large number of weapons and ammunition to send to the front line after earning the money of the American people.

Of course, as long as this great war is finally won, then everything will be paid for by the defeated country.

The "Captain America" program can be said to have won the hearts of the American people who have never been on the battlefield in the rear.

It's a pity that this set went to the front line, and when it came to the front line, it couldn't play anything in the face of those soldiers who had experienced the brutal battlefield.

In November 1943, when Captain America went to perform on the Italian front and said into the microphone, "Who wants to punch Hitler in the jaw with me?" into the microphone, it was cold.

None of the thousands of American GIs surrounding the stage birded him.

Embarrassed.

"We're going to dance!!" shouted one of the soldiers, echoed by the others. The crowd roared.

Tomatoes, potatoes, and other messes were thrown on stage, and Steve had to fend off the GIs' attack with his shield.

"Don't be like this, I'm my own person with you. ”

"Yes, my own people, sign me this!" a GI rudely took off his pants, revealing PP.

There was another burst of laughter below.

The scene got out of control for a while, and it wasn't until the dancers in miniskirts ran up to the stage, replaced Steve, and started dancing, that the GIs' emotions really warmed up.

At this moment, Steve truly realized that perhaps to ordinary nationals, he was a hero. However, the merit of defeating a spy and saving a child is not a fart in the eyes of real front-line soldiers.

The next day, it rained all the time.

The sky was overcast, just like his mood.

"I'm just a clown! I'm so hard, I'm going through such cruel experiments, just to grow a foot taller, get muscles, and be a clown?" Steve said to himself as he painted.

Suddenly, a familiar female voice came: "Hey! 'America's New Hope'!"

Steve turned his head and saw his dream lover Peggy Carter: "Hey, why are you here?"

"Officially, I'm not here. Peggy shrugged, "How's the show?"

"Very good...... No, it actually sucks. While bond sales have risen by at least 10 percent in every state I've visited, I always felt like this wasn't the place for me. ”

"Oh, why don't you do something else?"

"This is what my benefactors, Strange and Councillor Brandon, asked me to do...... If it was Phillips, I would have been locked up in the lab. "Steve was a little frustrated.

"Do you have only those two options?, a lab mouse, or a dancing monkey?" Peggy's words go straight to the depths of Team America's soul: "Your value is much more than that, you know it yourself." You didn't even show that divine golden radiance again, a power that even I didn't get. ”

Holy Light!?

The Holy Light had always been in the heart of the American team, but he hid it deeply, and after coming out of the iron coffin, he never used the Holy Light again. Only he knew that it was precisely because of his heart's desire to go to the front line to serve the country and his desire for justice that the holy light in his body never weakened, but increased day by day.

Every time he dreams back in the middle of the night, he dreams of the majestic figure of Tirio Ferdin.

After finishing work every night, he secretly exercised his skills in all the relatively private places that he could use.

More than anyone else, he longed for the time that Mr. May had said before leaving.