"On that day, despair struck, and I fought bloodily, destroying countless galaxies, and even breaking the barriers at the edge of the universe, before finally destroying that demon!"

Dormammu's tone became more and more intense, as if he had really entered the play, and his tone gradually became passionate in front of more and more people!

"So, the legend is true? You defeated the Three Demons and saved our universe? Oh, I'm a journalist from the Kree Empire. "There was a blue-skinned Kree with a video camera in his eyes.

Hearing the word Kree Empire, the corners of Dormammu's mouth twitched.

Kerry, it's so close to Earth, it won't be a surprise......

After thinking about it, Dormammu looked sad and said, "I can't say that, in fact, I still have a helper, maybe some of you have heard of him - he is the supreme mage of the earth, my faithful servant, Donnie, the master of Kama Taj!" ”

"What? Kama Taj? Supreme Mage? Isn't that the second in the universe, no, now the master of the first magical holy land? He's actually Lord Dormammu's servant?! I remember, a few years ago someone said that Master Dormammu was given a ...... by the Supreme Mage It turned out to be a rumor! ”

There was a knowledgeable person who couldn't help but scream loudly!

The Sanctuary of Agaras was destroyed by the Three Palaces Demon, and all the mages were slaughtered, so Kama Taj naturally became the first holy place, but fewer people knew about it.

"Yes, it's him, that day, he followed me loyally and fought with me against the demon from hell in the third house, but what I didn't expect was ......"

Speaking of this, Dormammu looked pained, helpless, regretful, and all kinds of complicated emotions came up.

"I didn't expect him to betray me! He ran away in shame!! He shamefully fled into the dark dimension, but I didn't go after him and gave him a way to live, after all, the enemy is the existence of the three palaces, and it is normal to be afraid......"

Dormammu said in grief.

People were stunned, and after a few seconds of silence, they all scolded!

Nine out of ten people are emotionally infected and believe it, but only a very small number of people are really scolding! Words such as "shameless" and "liar" were instantly drowned in the surging tide of abuse.

"Despicable fellow, he's worthy of being called the Supreme Mage? Bah! I actually fled in front of the enemy! ”

"It's a tarnished name. Kama Taj? The Holy Land of Cosmic Magic? Trash, there is such a mage leader, but I am afraid that there are also a group of weak chickens who are greedy for life and afraid of death! ”

"Only Lord Dormammu is a true great!"

People are touting it.

Dormammu's heart was crooked, especially when this group of people scolded his sworn enemy Donnie from the bottom of their hearts - yes, his sworn enemy was no longer the Ancient One, and Downey successfully took the place of the Ancient One and became Dormammu's lifelong enemy.

Thinking like this, Dormammu showed a heavy look on his face, as if the past was unbearable, this expression containing rich interpretation information made the crowd even more angry, and some people directly threatened to go to the earth to do a vote, and give the Supreme Mage and Kama Taj a little color!

No one doubted it, because few of them could come to the Void Land, and there were many lives in their hands. Here, a paradise for bounty hunters, mercenaries, criminals, and speculators!

The very few people were really thundered, they knew what Dormammu was, and after listening to Dormammu's emotion, they were even more confused, and they were a little suspicious of life.

What the hell is Dormammu? That shameless, despicable, ferocious, star-destroying Dormammu?!

How did you suddenly become a savior?

A little girl listened to Dormammu's words, exuding a faint demonic aura all over her body, her face showed a fierce light, and a strong evil magic slowly brewed, and she was about to slam Dormammu's bastard body.

Under the wide hood, a pair of faces that seemed to be clear, but were actually simulated by magic, and the four scarlet eyes hidden behind the magic were blooming with fierce light.

She was about to make a move, but the white-robed old man beside her stopped her directly and shook his head slightly.

The little girl muttered a few words and was dragged away by the old man.

"Why are you holding me back? The two of us will definitely kill him together! ”

"Because there's no need, kid." The old man smiled, his wrinkled face looked extremely old, "Our main task is to wait for Donnie to wake up, if we do it, it will only attract Dormammu's attention, if he finds out and takes the opportunity to sneak up on the sleeping Donnie, it will be bad, after all, the two of them have a lot of grudges." ”

After a pause, the old man admonished: "Raven, you need to restrain your ferocity, I don't want you to be controlled by the demonic blood in your body. ”

"Got it, got it......" raven muttered, raising his hand and tugging the hood hard at his head, as if to let out a sigh.

The old man smiled kindly, and it was only inadvertently that he could see the heartfelt sadness and pain.

The Sanctuary of Agaras, the place for which I fought all my life...... Gone!

The smiles of the students who were taught by hand seemed to be vivid, but everything was destroyed by the three palaces, and they were all buried in the flames and magma.

Sometimes, the old man really feels that it is a great pain to be alive, everyone is dead, only he is alive...... Lonely, with endless pain and remorse, living like a stealing ant.

The old man looked up at the raven who was kicking the small stone on the road as if he were angry, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Now the one who supports him to persevere, is the raven.

Although he is a descendant of the Three Palaces Demon, he has a gentle temperament and yearns for light and hope.

"Come back, raven." The old man beckoned and beckoned back the little girl who was beating passers-by with a smile.

Under the bright lights, the old and the young support each other to move forward.

Only the poor passer-by remained, and he only looked at the raven twice, and then he was dragged and beaten by the raven, and sat on the ground without tears.

The two ravens were waiting in the void, day after day, waiting for Donnie to wake up.

Helpless, although Donnie's current situation is not very good, and he may be furious when he wakes up, I have to say that it is indeed a rare safe place.

……

In a sprawling collection room in the Void, the owner, the collector Difan, is enthusiastically displaying his collection to visitors.

Walking past the collection cabinets, displaying rare creatures that have even been extinct in the universe, Di Fan gushed about his treasures to the visitors.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what I want to show you next is my most precious treasure!" The collector trembled with pride and excitement as he feverishly presented the last collection to the visitors.

"He, an unknown and powerful creature! It has an unimaginable magical structure, and the magnetic field and vitality in its body are not even comparable to me! But for unknown reasons, I fell asleep, and I have the pleasure of showing it to all of you in Asgard! ”

Those visitors had been admiring a large number of treasures with great interest, but when they saw the last one, their faces were strange and even strange.

They looked at each other, and then, with the lead female warrior's face changed, she gave the collector a strange look, and then pointed to the freezer that had been frozen at absolute zero.

"Are you sure he's safe?"

"Oh, my beautiful lady, don't worry, he's already in a coma, and his brain seems to have been damaged, and I've sealed it off with powerful technology!"

The collector gushed: "This is a super technology that I have developed, and no one can break free from ......"

As soon as the words fell, Di Fan's arrogant expression had not yet dissipated, and a palm like steel suddenly stretched out from the freezer, and the terrifying hardness of the glass was pierced by the palm like a piece of paper.

It was a voice that seemed to come from hell, with a suppressed murderous intention.

"Old thing, how dare you collect me?"