Marvel, who rescued him? !

Chapter 268 Reasons

Dormammu's eyes were shining at the thought of the contract he was about to sign and the huge profits he was about to receive.

He ignored Casillas, who was in chaos in his mind, and a stronger aura of black magic erupted from his body.

Naturally, he followed the rules when signing a contract, and he was not a devil who did some deceptive tricks.

As a demon, he has style.

The majestic Lord of the Dark Dimension, the source of black magic, used Casillas' body to sign a fake contract?

No! The great Dormammu would never do that.

Of course, if he does that, in order for the magic contract to take effect, he not only needs to make Casillas willing to write his name, but also needs Taylor to not recognize Casillas's name.

Looking at the magic aura that filled Taylor's body, one knew that he was not a novice who didn't know magic. With just one glance, he would definitely know that he was cheating, so Dormammu didn't bother to do those useless things.

The rich darkness rushed into Casillas' body through another dimension. The bones on Casillas's body exploded, and his whole body was hit all over.

Starting from Casillas's body, the surroundings became dark. The two seemed to be still in the same place, but in fact they had arrived in another dimension.

There is no need to hide at all, Dormammu stretches his muscles and bones, and the dark magic naturally vents out of him.

Casillas's face could no longer be seen in the rich dark magic.

Although this is already another dimension, people on earth still notice abnormalities.

Because in the blink of an eye, the whole of New York seemed to be pulled into a dark dimension, and everything around it began to become darker and darker.

This darkness still seems to arouse evil thoughts in people's hearts.

In the end, everything was out of reach.

Is this just the end? Not just at the beginning, this darkness is spreading to all surrounding cities.

Karma Taj, the Supreme Mage King who was instructing Mage Kidd noticed the unusual aura for the first time, but as soon as he opened the portal, his whole person was rushed by the black magic escaping from the space dimension, and he hurriedly He closed the portal with a dark face.

Standing up, Wang cursed loudly and hurriedly activated the alarm, urgently notifying all mages:

"Dimension invasion! Level 1 alert! The intruder is most likely the legendary Lord of the Dark Dimension, Dormammu."

Opening his purple pupils, Dormammu's whole body was burning with illusory flames. At this moment, Dormammu truly let a part of himself come here.

And the moment he arrived.

The entire New York is being enveloped in the rapidly spreading black magic.

As long as he thinks about it, everything here can be pulled into the dark dimension by him.

With a smile on his face, Dormammu's hands bloomed with purple light, and a black font condensed in his hands out of thin air.

In the darkness, Taylor took a step forward and looked down at the contract being written in Dormammu's hand.

"Why can't I understand these words?"

Hearing Taylor's question, Dormammu was slightly startled and said:

"This is the text of the dark dimension. You are not a magic novice, are you? Just use your magic power..."

Without opening his mouth, the entire space echoed with Dormammu's voice, and the dark magic energy vibrated when he spoke, as if responding to his call.

puff-

Dormammu's hands froze in place, and the words on the contract disappeared. His eyes widened, and he lowered his head slightly, looking at the tip of the sword that penetrated his chest in disbelief.

How could you? How dare you! ?

In the dark space, the magic power shook rapidly due to Dormammu's anger. Taylor looked pale and stood behind Dormammu expressionlessly.

Grabbing the tip of the sword with both hands and stabbing it through the chest?

How could a demon have a heart?

Do you think you can kill me? !

And I will not die. As long as there are still believers, I will exist forever.

Pierce the chest?

This is not fatal to a powerful demon, not even...

With a sneer on his face, Dormammu stretched out his hand and grasped the blade. He wanted to pull out the sword from his chest, and then retaliate with tooth, inserting it into Taylor's body in front of Taylor's horrified eyes.

This is……

Using both hands hard, the sword edge cut the skin on his hands, and the pain made Dormammu slightly stunned.

He looked at the tip of the sword on his chest with some confusion.

hum-

The blade of the sword vibrated, and the dark magic emanating from Dormammu and the dark magic flowing from the dark dimension he was connected to swept across instantly and began to flow back.

In just a blink of an eye, it rushed to his chest and re-condensed into Dormammu's body.

He opened his eyes wide and stared at the dark sword stuck in his chest in disbelief.

The magic energy in his body is full, but it is no longer under his control.

The pale Taylor exerted his strength and inserted the sword deeper and deeper. Standing behind Dormammu, Taylor said softly:

"My goal has always been you...Dormammu."

Taylor's voice was light and airy, but the sword was so heavy that Dormammu almost lost his balance.

As the blade was inserted, the magic power in Dormammu's body was absorbed by the sword like a torrent, and even the dark dimension he was connected to suffered heavy damage.

With the sword drawn out, Dormammu fell to his knees, twisted weakly and lay on the ground, taking his last breath and looking at Taylor fiercely.

Taylor's eyes were still clear, but he looked like a paper man.

Wearing a pure white suit without any unusual color, his lips were slightly black, and his whole person looked like a statue smeared with wall plaster.

And the sword in his hand was pitch black without any reflection, and cold without any warmth.

There is never any reason to be called Tyler the God Killer.

"The Black Death Sword...? I really didn't expect..." Dormammu murmured.

Holding the sword in one hand and looking at Dormammu who was about to disappear, Taylor said calmly:

"That's right, the Black Death Sword. When I was fighting the Egyptian gods, he chose me. When I was dying, his previous master handed him over to me..."

"Ho ho ho..." Dormammu made a hoarse and unpleasant sound in his throat. He looked at Taylor and said:

"You can't kill me, not even with the Black Death Sword. You despicable, shameless liar and dirty villain. From today on, sink into despair! I will definitely find you! I will …”

His fingers touched the blade of the sword, feeling its sharpness. Looking at Dormammu who fell to the ground, Taylor sneered and said:

"After receiving this sword blow, Dormammu, your vitality was severely damaged, right?

How many years will it take for you to return to your current height, and how many years will it take for you to stand in front of me again.

And I can tell you in advance that I not only want to kill you, I also plan to kill all your followers, and there are even more that I want to eliminate..."

Opening his mouth, Dormammu wanted to say something else, but Taylor swung the Black Death Sword and cut off Dormammu's head without hesitation.