Chapter 951： broken temple

The next moment, the pitch-black cube collapsed.

Casillas was covered in blood, and he looked like he had been stabbed with thousands of swords.

The pain of gouging out his heart and bones is like a raging fire, always burning his only remaining rationality, the extreme emotions of anger and hatred, stimulated by the ugly dark energy, and excavated from the depths of his heart again.

"Watfark, can this survive?!"

Strange was amazed at the guy's tenacity in his heart, and let out a rather rare foul language.

Sequence No. 90's breaking path is already the most destructive ghost path among the magics he has been able to use so far.

However, Casillas resisted the destruction of the black coffin with his flesh.

This...is simply incredible!

Even with Dormammu's increase in strength, the human body is still very fragile after all.

But Casillas' performance was undoubtedly beyond his imagination.

Strange dripped with cold sweat on his forehead. What did this guy ingest from the dark dimension?

"Hey, the man in the cape over there, don't be in a daze!" Peter clenched his fists, put on an offensive posture, turned his head to look at Strange, and asked solemnly: "The ghost just now, you can still Do you want to use it again?"

"No...you can only use it once."

Strange shook his head regretfully, and sighed, "Just this time, I have emptied all my spiritual power."

"Then use something else!" Peter staggered his arms in an X shape, and a scarlet energy sphere gathered: "My spider sense is warning me, that guy has become more dangerous, kill him quickly!"

From the beginning, the spider sensor has been beeping continuously.

In Casillas' body, there is a huge threat brewing, malicious enough to take lives!

"Void..."

Peter was about to release Xu Flash, but felt like a needle was pricked between his brows.

His intuition told him that if he continued to release the virtual flash, he would die miserably, so Peter rolled on the spot and flashed to the side.

boom!

An indistinct attack followed and shattered the floor.

Peter, who was lucky enough to escape, narrowed his eyes to look at the location just now, but found that what attacked him was actually a... bone.

"That's... the ulna?"

As a surgeon, Strange, after a little identification, found that it was a section of the ulna at the front end of a human arm.

Peter and Strange suddenly looked at Casillas at the same time.

I saw that he was like a beast, with his limbs touching the ground in a crawling posture, staring at the two of them eagerly.

"This guy... is it mutated?" Peter recalled the scene he had seen in the cave, and cold sweat could not stop seeping from his forehead.

As if to prove Peter's guess, Casillas began to mutate.

"Oh oh oh oh—!"

From his mouth, there was a shrill scream that was no longer human, like a monster.

Boom!

Like a real sound wave, it crushed the surrounding ruins and rubble.

"Uh uh ah ah..."

Casillas hunched his body, and in the indistinct low roar, his spine went up and down like a python, looking like it was about to detach from the main body, like the product of a mutation after being parasitized by a monster.

Completely deformed and twisted spine, a row of sharp and grotesque bone spurs stretched out.

At the same time, Casillas' eyes widened, and then suddenly twitched, making a crackling sound, and the curved front ribs pierced the skin and flesh and stretched out.

Soon, he was like a corpse that was forcibly sucked dry after being dehydrated.

The whole person became thin and bony, and the skin completely fit on the bones. Even through that layer of translucent skin, one could still see the shape of the bones inside. There were more and more mutated and twisted bones, like a multi-legged reptile.

It can even be said that the current Casillas is simply a multi-legged monster in human skin.

The only head that retains the shape of a human, the red mark engraved between the eyebrows shone with an eerie and ominous scarlet light.

Just like the gaze of a terrifying existence in the abyss, through the barriers of time, space and dimension, it carries emotions that do not contain any human comprehension, and releases pure and extreme malice.

A monster...a monster through and through!

Casillas has completely turned into a terrifying monster without any human appearance.

"This thing...is it really Dormammu's power?!" Strange was taken aback by Casillas' appearance.

"No, I can be sure that this is not the power of Dormammu you mentioned." Peter shook his head and said solemnly: "I have seen it before, this is a certain evil **** he summoned and gave him a kind of power. "

"Evil God? No... He is not an evil god."

Casillas' head turned a hundred and eighty degrees, and his two blood-red pupils stared at the two of them faintly, saying word by word, "You small humans don't understand at all, He is One, it is ten thousand, it is the beginning, and it is the end!"

Under the excitement like a passionate speech, Casillas was completely reduced to a fanatical believer.

He recited aloud the obscure language, the blunt intonation and the strange pronunciation, which were completely produced by human organs, and formed some kind of resonance in the atmosphere, and the whole long street and even the sky were roaring.

At this moment, Strange was a little stunned: "But... don't you believe in Dormammu?"

Casillas turned his face upside down and looked at him with a sad look: "Stephen Strange, your vision and insight are too short, the Lord I believed in from the very beginning was the omnipotent existence, Dormammu...is just an incarnation of Him."

There was no reason at all. After hearing this sentence, Strange felt chills all over his body.

It was like being immersed in extremely cold cold water, the temperature was directly taken away from the body, and it was shrouded in suffocation and despair.

"Now, it's time to welcome my Lord and come to this world!"

Casillas' face was indifferent and stiff, and his frenzy occupied the violent scarlet eyeballs: "Anyone who stands in my way... will die!"

Boom!

Before the word 'death' could be uttered, the earth was shattered by brutal violence.

That weird and terrifying body endowed Casillas with amazing power.

Just because of the many legs made up of bones, the sky was torn apart in an instant, so fast that even Peter couldn't react at all.

Its primary target is Peter, who has a deep hatred.

The seemingly dehydrated and withered arm contained enough power to move the mountains horizontally. Although Peter had already set up his posture in advance, when he was hit by a punch, he was still unable to resist being sent hundreds of meters away.

Boom!

Peter's arms were directly fractured, leaving a charred trench on the ground, buried by the collapsed ruins.

"It's your turn, Stephen Strange." Casillas' two eyeballs turned strangely in different directions, making a cold sneer: "Don't worry, I won't kill you, I want you to see with your own eyes, the sacred gesture of my Lord's coming to the world!"

"As long as I am here, you will never succeed!"

Strange's tone was low and solemn, his hands were imprinted on his chest, and the eyeball-shaped brass magic weapon was slowly opened.

He will use the power of the Eye of Agamotto to reverse everything back to the beginning, and use time... to imprison Casillas!

However, no matter how he injected magic power, the Eye of Agamotto had no intention of opening.

"This... what the **** is going on?!" Strange was horrified The Eye of Agamotto is the greatest reliance of the Supreme Masters of all dynasties, possessing the mighty power of manipulating time. But now it is inexplicably unusable, which is equivalent to directly cutting his back!

"Even the Eye of Agamotto won't help you, hahahaha!"

Casillas' face became more and more hideous, and he sneered: "It seems that even Emperor Weishan has given up this world!"

The next moment, it appeared directly in front of Strange, the sharp bone spurs pierced through his chest, bringing out a cloud of blood.

"Open your eyes and see clearly!"

Casillas walked to the temple step by step, and the strange purple light beams gathered: "The world will be in front of your eyes, into the arms of my lord!"

Boom!

The beam of destruction capable of destroying all matter pierced through the last temple with a bang.

With the collapse of the temple, endless black fog emerged from the sky, the void seemed to be kneaded by a giant hand, twisted and magical evil energy overflowed, and the grotesque dark dimension was projected from the broken space into reality.

The black mist spreads out, and the scope of the distorted void continues to expand.

Everything is foreshadowing that the erosion of the dark dimension has begun, and the world will soon become... His prey!

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