Like a spider's web, the crack spread rapidly in the mirror-smooth space, shattering with a wail, and a powerful wave of qi roared like thunder, rumbling through the void.

Casillas's heart shook, the black-robed hunt flying, his gray hair scattered, and the hands placed on his chest turned, outlining the lines at a rapid speed, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

This fallen mage appeared on the right side, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat as he looked at the violent fist wind that blasted through the atmosphere and shook the space.

Casillas had always thought that Sean was just one follower of the Ancient One, and like the eldest disciple Mordo, he didn't pay attention to it before.

Although Sean had appeared in the battle in Bucharest, Casillas never felt that the young man in front of him had the profound strength to fight against a hell lord.

In his opinion, the only person who could defeat Mephisto and blast the helllord who had completed the reincarnation ritual, freed himself from the shackles of hell, and descended on the material world in his human form could only be the Supreme Mage.

There is no need to question the strength of the ancient one, even if it is placed among the supreme mages of the past dynasties, it is one of the strongest in the world.

Otherwise, how could he be alone, with absolutely powerful power, to keep out those dark creatures, the Demon King of Hell!

"I admit that I underestimated you and regarded you as a follower of the Ancient One."

Casillas shook his head slightly, his dark eyes shining like a kaleidoscope.

The red mark on his forehead, as if infected with blood, became more and more dazzling.

The gray fog quickly gathered, condensing into an astonishing storm vortex, containing the terrifying power that tore everything apart, and the fallen mages and mechanical legions below seemed so small in front of the scene like a natural disaster.

"Oh my God......"

Strange was speechless, he stayed in Kama Taj to learn magic, even if he was training in combat, it was all a small fight, where had he experienced such a big scene firsthand.

Casillas stood in the void, his grim face eroded by the dark dimension, his skin cracked like porcelain, fine lines along his eyes, all over his cheeks.

"This is the power you can gain after surrendering to Dormammu! The great dark god is far more generous than the ancient one! ”

"It's just an intestinal poison to quench your thirst, and only a fanatical believer like you would be willing to die."

Sean's eyes were contemptuous, and the golden torrent rushed in his body, and with a bang, his figure disappeared in place.

The mountain-thick energy beam cannon poured out like a floodgate, destroying the storm vortex summoned by Casillas in an instant.

A palm was pressed on Casillas's forehead, and the strength of Peiran could crush this head at any time!

"The Great Dormammu......"

Casillas directly called the name of the dark evil god, where did he think that the ancient one had actually found such a powerful helper.

The red brand on his forehead erupted in blood, the sky darkened, the whistling cold wind was like a blade, tearing at the chaotic air current, and the silver electric light pierced the clouds, illuminating the sky and the earth white.

Sean tried to tighten his palms, but found that a strange force was holding up Casillas's skull, stopping his movements.

"Give everything you have...... I will give you infinite strength! Eternal life! ”

The strange murmur that shook the heart lingered in the ears out of thin air, like a wisp of breeze, echoing repeatedly.

Sean sneered, this little trick to confuse the spirit, just want to bewitch the soul and make himself a fanatic of Dormammu, which is a bit unsightly.

"It's a pity you can't give me anything."

His mind surged, turned into a sharp blade, and fought back!

With a "pop", as if a bubble had been punctured, the solid spatial barrier was turbulent, and the dark dimension was even more frenzy, and Sean glimpsed the form of Dormammu through Casillas's eyes.

Like a huge nebula of darkness and silence, it covers many dimensions, like a dark purple band of light with no end in sight, surrounding the dark and multi-dimensional dimensions.

"Bugs."

Through Casillas, Dormammu appeared in the material world in the form of a spirit, coldly spitting out two words.

"I'm a lowly bug, so what are you? The supreme lord of the dark dimension? Or is it a coward hiding in a small dark room? ”

The moment Sean and Casillas looked at each other, the spirit collided thousands of times, and Dormammu's terrifying consciousness was only slightly revealed the tip of the iceberg, which was enough to compare to the spiritual storm cast by Professor Charles, the world's most powerful mind master.

"Your world will sink into darkness, this time, don't expect the ancient one to turn the tide."

Casillas' throat was struggling with syllables, and his body was decaying and withering at a rapid pace, as if it were weathered.

"We'll see."

Sean simply pinched Casillas's head cleanly, and as for the soul of this fallen mage, it was like a faint firework, rushing into the dark dimension.

It seems that Dormammu is fed up with Kama Taj and the Ancient One, and can't wait to drag the Earth into the dark dimension and assimilate it into a part of himself.

"These fallen mages are in your hands."

Sean landed on the ground and instructed Doctor Doom to exterminate the remaining fallen mages, and without Casillas' leadership, the rabble quickly fell apart.

"The Supreme Mage asked me to come to you, Kama Taj seems to be invaded......"

Strange, who had been playing soy sauce on the edge of the battlefield, came over, looked at Sean, and said, "I know you, Mr. Sipers, Ambrera's amputated limb rebirth technology, as well as genetic medicine, can be called a huge advance in medicine!" ”

Sean glanced at the future Supreme Mage with a faint smile on his face, and to this day, he no longer deliberately tried to hide his identity.

Sentinel, the most powerful man on earth. Sean Sypers, the big man who stands at the top of the pyramid of power.

When these two identities coincide and become a person, a new deterrent is formed.

As Sean once said, is there only one person in the world, Tony Stark, who is both a billionaire and a superhero?

"I hope I can catch up with the battle of the Supreme Mage."

Sean smiled at Strange, the blue water rippling and taking the lead into the spatial passage.

When he appeared near the New York Temple with Strange, the first thing that caught his eye was a small figure in a white robe.

Dark clouds piled up, lightning and thunder roared, and a gloomy and oppressive atmosphere shrouded this heaven and earth, only the Supreme Mage ascended to the void step by step, standing like a mountain, unwavering.

"A thousand years ago, you could not get past this line, and a thousand years later, it will still be the same."

The Ancient One's gaze pierced through the thick clouds and stared at the six kings of hell like thunder.