When Donnie returned to Kama Taj with a heavy heart, the king had already summoned all the Kama Taj mages to stand by, and even many defensive spells had been activated, nervously ready to attack outsiders at any time.

"Donnie, are you alright?" The chubby king changed his clothes, his small eyes revealed a murderous aura, and he asked in surprise the first time he saw Donnie.

"It's okay, don't be nervous, that guy is gone, and he won't return to Earth without my permission." Donnie waved his hand, suppressing the irritability in his heart and smiled.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and looked relaxed.

Many mages don't even know what's going on, they don't even know who the enemy is.

"He is worthy of being a Supreme Mage, and he has once again protected the earth." Someone complimented, looking at Donnie with reverence.

Reverence and awe from the heart.

Over the past year, Donnie's importance has continued to rise in their hearts, and Donnie, who has ascended to the position of Supreme Mage with the terrifying record of "Enslaving Dormammu", has a very high starting point, coupled with a far more ruthless and iron-blooded style than the Ancient One, although he is not so close to many low-level mages, but he is also respected.

The Ancient One was kind to every Kama Taj mage, but Donnie didn't have the patience to talk to every mage cordially, he had a lot of magic to study, and there was simply not enough time to study.

When the crowd dispersed, only a few people remained waiting for Donnie.

"Who the hell is that young man?" Wang asked in a deep voice, a little bit of gnashing of teeth, which made Mordo and Downey look at him in surprise.

"A high-dimensional being from the fifth dimension, named Trickster, is very fond of pranks. I used a little trick to get rid of him, and he wouldn't come back without my permission. ”

Donnie patted the king on the shoulder, although he didn't know how the troublemakers arranged the king, but the process of being cleaned up by the troublemakers was certainly not very good.

Donnie told everyone about the confrontation with the troublemaker, and after a few exchanges, they left, leaving only Wanda there.

The little girl somehow changed into a new dress and looked at Donnie gratefully.

"Thank you this time...... Wanda whispered, the red on her lips seductive.

But Donnie's heart was under great pressure, how could he have the heart to pay attention to this, he just waved his hand casually, and said with an indifferent smile: "Thank you, as a supreme mage, it is my duty to deal with alien creatures, and I want to protect this planet before the ancient one returns." ”

Wanda sighed, staring at Donnie's smiling face, keenly aware of something, hiding the unknown feeling, and asked, "Did something happen?" ”

"What? No, the troublemaker thing is over, that guy is a child with a low IQ to put it bluntly, and his interest in playing around is greater than everything, you don't have to worry about him coming to you in the future. ”

"But you don't seem to be in a good mood."

"Where is good, the more you come into contact with more people, the more you can perceive your weakness."

Downey's words were a little bitter, but they were sincere.

Troublemakers are powerful, but they are nothing more than ordinary members in the fifth dimension.

It is the fifth dimension, but it is just one of the many powerful realms in the vast and boundless realm of the gods, and there are too many worlds that are even more terrifying than the fifth dimension.

While Donnie himself was once complacent about his demigod prowess and rejoicing in enslavement of a Dormammu, a larger and more dangerous world has slowly opened its doors.

Wanda wants to ask something, but is interrupted by Donnie, who needs time to think and doesn't want to continue talking. He raised his hands and put them on Wanda's left and right shoulders, and joked: "Is the new dress beautiful, it suits you very well, maybe you can try to change to a white outfit instead of always having trouble with red." ”

With that, Donnie hurried away.

Wanda looked at his back in a daze, and for a moment looked down at her new red coat, not knowing what she was thinking.

Donnie was worried, and didn't tell anyone the news of Doom Day, because Mordo and the others didn't know the horror of Doom Day at all, and even if they knew, they couldn't resist it at all.

Doom Day, the crowning masterpiece of Kryptonian scientists of the Ancient Age, has unparalleled potential and irrepressible destructiveness.

Kryptonians are powerful and can become demigods by basking in the sun, but their fatal weakness makes them vulnerable.

Forget about the weakness of Kryptonite, after all, the number of such things is relatively rare. But the ultra-low magic resistance is terrifying, and a random second-rate mage can throw out a range of magic, and he can overturn a lot of Kryptonians. The 100% sure nature of spiritual magic makes the powerful Kryptonian people seem extremely weak.

Kryptonian leaders have long been studying the weakness of the race, trying to solve this thorny problem at the genetic level.

The problem of genes is solved by means of genes.

After a long period of research, in the ultra-ancient era, when the universe in the world of the Ten Thousand Heavens was still extremely rare, a Kryptonian scientist in an ancient and primitive universe finally developed a new gene chain, which can completely make up for the defects of the race, and even go one step further, making the entire Kryptonian race more perfect.

The new Kryptonians created from this genetic chain were later known as Doom Day.

But in the final link, the gene chain mutated, and the huge monster with a hideous appearance was born.

Doomsday destroyed the Kryptonite of that universe, then destroyed the universe and eventually disappeared.

The real Day of Doom is far from the movie version, where Luthor made a castrated version of his own blood and the corpse of General Zod, who was actually stabbed to death by a kryptonite spear.

The Day of Destruction, which was born in ancient times, has the characteristic of "not being killed twice by the same method", and has the characteristic of "infinite regeneration".

Doom Sun is not afraid of Kryptonite, is not afraid of magic, and does not have any weaknesses in his body, and his light-absorbing characteristics and unlimited potential make him grow his strength frantically every minute and every second.

Even if a strong man manages to kill Doom Day in some way, Doom Day will quickly resurrect and then become immune to the method that killed him.

What's even more tricky is that no matter how you kill it on the Day of Destruction, it is immortal in the true sense. Not to mention that if there is only one cell left in Doom Day, even if there is only one quark or even a particle smaller than the quark, Doom Day can be resurrected in situ for you!

Even if the universe explodes, multiple disintegrates, and the Day of Doom can be resurrected for you!

Then get stronger and be immune to cosmic explosions!

This beast is so unreasonable!

Especially when the trickster tells Donnie that Doomsday is not far from this universe, the pressure in Downey's heart can be imagined.

God knows how many times Doom Day will be killed in the course of his conquest of the multiverse, and how many attacks will he be immune to!

Downey even suspected that even if Doomday stood there and let him kill, the current Donnie would not be able to hurt a single hair of Doom Day.

Donnie went straight to the Magic Prison, the most terrifying prison on Earth, and its rigor level exceeded that of the Circus Prison of the Eye of the Sky Eye by an order of magnitude.

Walking in, it was very empty, the prison that had been holding all kinds of creatures was empty.

Almost all of them were killed after Donnie took over as the Supreme Mage.

Many creatures here were ordered to be killed by Donnie, and even the process of judging sins was saved.

In the entire prison, only one creature remains.

Dormammu.

The master of this dark dimension, the invincible monarch, was now tightly bound in a cramped prison in the form of a soul, and looked coldly at Donnie who was watching as he walked by.

It is natural for Dormammu to hate Donnie, because Downey took everything from him, even himself, and shamefully became Donny's slave after many calculations.

"I've been wondering how long you're going to hold me before you come to me." Dormammu looked at Donnie coldly, full of violence and cruelty.

The Dark Monarch has destroyed many planets and killed billions of creatures in the past, and killing has become his instinct.

"How about it, you who stepped on me on the stage have been congratulated by the whole universe, even if I am in prison, I can hear countless reptiles praising you, they chant the name of the savior Donnie, and rejoice that the savior defeated the demon and saved them." Dormammu whispered, mockery and mockery in his tone.

Donnie walked to the door, and after using the complicated magic, he opened the prison with a bang, and said, "It's okay, no matter how much praise you have, you will get bored of hearing too much...... Do you want to talk, Dormammu? ”

"Hmph, ridiculous, do I have a choice?" Dormammu snorted coldly, feeling the sense of contract bondage coming from his soul, and sneered.

Donnie's face sank, he suddenly raised his head, and said in a cold voice: "Dormammu, if I hear another sarcastic nonsense from your mouth, I will kill you immediately!" Don't think I can't do it! ”

At this time, Donnie's eyes were filled with a little bloodshot, and his mood was extremely irritable, with an undisguised murderous intent in his tone.

The power from the infernal pact caused Dormammu's soul to feel a violent sense of pain, and even emitted black smoke that seemed to burn.

"What the hell is wrong with you, are you crazy?" Dormammu was furious, "You stepped on my top position, got everything you couldn't have imagined before, and jumped from a reptile to a supreme mage, aren't you allowed me to complain a few words?" ”

Donnie looked at Dormammu indifferently, without any fluctuation in his heart. If it had been a year ago, if he could enslave Dormammu, and still make Dormammu angry but to no avail, Donnie would have been in a good mood.

But now he wasn't interested in it at all.

Donnie sat down on the ground, beckoned to Dormammu, placed two teacups and a teapot on the ground, and said, "Come on, let's talk, think about it, our master and servant really haven't talked seriously." ”

Dormammu wanted to jump and was angry. The phrase "our master and servant" pierced Dormammu's proud heart.