Chapter 959： Death Strike

Ridiculous, simply too ridiculous!

Emperor Weishan, who prides himself on upholding justice, is now watching the demise of mankind.

Put the so-called world order above billions of human beings. If this is the choice of Weishandi, then Stephen Strange will use the greatest strength and voice to say to them 'Fake' Squid Mazel'!

"Hahahaha, it's so funny."

Such a wonderful scene made Casillas laugh out loud: "Did you see it? Strange, this is Weishandi, a group of selfish and despicable guys, they are worthy of belief at all!"

Hearing this, Mordo glared at him, as if his tail had been stepped on: "Casillas, I don't allow you to insult Weishandi!"

"Emperor Weishan? Bah!"

Strange spat out a mouthful of blood, reached out and wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were stubborn and cold: "They are not worthy of being the protector of human beings at all, the Ancient One Mage...is the real Supreme Mage, and you, hum , is just their puppet!"

"Strange, you'd better be more respectful."

Mo Du held the Weishan Emperor's holy sword and said coldly, "Weishan Emperor is great, and he will never be wrong. It is you who are wrong."

"haha, really?"

Strange raised his hand tremblingly and raised his **** with all his might: "Vishanti? A bunch of bastards!"

There was a trace of anger in Mordo's eyes, but when he was about to act, a surging dark magic was surging, like a burning flame surrounding him, and the twisted space revealed bursts of evil.

"Casillas, are you going to stop me?" Mordo's expression changed slightly, looking at Casillas with fear.

Although he is the Supreme Mage now, he is not fully confident that he can defeat Casillas, who has completely fallen into darkness. The evil magic fluctuations in the opponent's body, just feeling it makes him horrified.

"Well scolded, that's the way it is!"

Casillas ignored Mordo, but opened his arms around Strange, laughed and said, "Come on, Stephen Strange, fall into the darkness with me, and enjoy eternal life, so that you can Don't feel the pain!"

"Casillas!" Mordo's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but speak loudly.

"Shut up for me, Mordo!"

A wicked look fell directly on Moro, the incomparably huge coercion made him feel cold all over.

"Now is my talk time, Mage Mordo." Casillas said coldly: "Don't think that when you become a Supreme Mage, you can be on an equal footing with me, a waste like you, even a finger of Gu Yi. Nothing compares."

Moro's face was blue and purple, and his chest heaved violently.

But he really didn't dare to speak anymore. Casillas was right. Even the Supreme Mage had a huge gap.

If you give him some more time, after he is familiar with all the magic, he may not be afraid of Casillas.

But now, Casillas is stronger than him.

Casillas took his eyes back, turned to Strange again, and said excitedly: "Come on, Stephen Strange, as long as you join us, with your talent, you can gain more power than me!"

"I reject."

Strange took a deep breath, straightened his back, and said coldly, "Even if I die, I'm still human!"

Hearing his firm recovery, Mordo suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Casillas' frantic expression froze for a while, then he slowly put down his raised hands, and said coldly, "What a pity, I thought you were a smart person, but I didn't expect you to be a stupid guy."

The wall of fire ignited by dark energy gradually extinguished and disappeared.

"That guy, I'll leave it to you." Casillas didn't even look at him, turned and walked towards the collapsed temple: "I'm going to meet, the great my lord, who has come to this space and time."

Watching Casillas leave, Mordo turned his attention to Strange and said, "I'm glad you chose to refuse his invitation, but... I still kill you, Strange. strange."

"You let the dark dimension invade, are you planning to die here together?" Strange asked.

"You don't need to worry about this."

Mo Du breathed a sigh of relief, clenched the Weishan Emperor's holy sword, and said as he walked: "After this world is swallowed up, I will go to other parallel universes, continue to give birth to the Supreme Mage, and guard order and balance."

Strange was stunned for a moment, then smiled, with a look of contempt on his face: "So, you are also afraid of death, you have already found a way out, so it is so easy to give up this world and human beings."

"No, this is not the fear of death!"

Mo Du blushed, gritted his teeth and retorted: "I am the Supreme Mage, I should obey the orders of Emperor Weishan, it's you! It's you and Gu Yi! It's you who broke the order and balance, it's you, not me!"

"Fleeing is escaping, so confidently?"

Peter crawled out of the ruins again, staggered to Strange, and sneered: "My mouth is full of order and balance, but isn't it the same as that disgusting bug? It's more shameless than the people in the White House! "

"shut up!!"

The furious Mordo couldn't find any words to refute, so he could only throw out a magic whip and slammed it towards Peter fiercely.

"Raggador's red ring!" Strange held up his yellow magic shield and blocked it from Peter.

Crack!

The yellow magic shield was directly shattered by a whip.

After losing the power of Weishandi, his own magic was extremely fragile, and it had no strength at all.

Then, the power of the magic whip was not diminished, and it slashed down with a fierce howling wind. Seeing that it was not good, Peter immediately pushed Strange away.

"Pfft!"

Peter took a whip, and the mechanical armor was shattered, and he flew out backwards.

"Now, it's your turn, Strange!"

Mo Du completely gave up his thoughts, rushed up with Weishandi holy sword, and slashed at Strange's neck: "For this world, for order and balance, in the name of Weishandi, I want to execute you! "

The yellow magic sword rippling with power, cut the space open together.

The sword's edge was enlarged in Strange's eyes, but he seemed to have lost the ability to resist, and let the sword-edge fall without any reaction.

Pfft!

The flesh and bones were easily cut off, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

This sword directly cut off half of Strange's arm, almost splitting the others.

However, the falling sword edge was firmly held by Strange's hand, and the orange magic was agitated, preventing the sword edge from completely splitting him.

"......"

Strange swayed, making a sound as light as a mosquito.

"What are you talking about?" Mordo frowned and got a little closer, trying to hear what he was saying.

"O King's Lander!"

"The mask of flesh and blood, the Vientiane, the one who flutters high, who bears the name of a man!"

"The wall of blue fire is engraved with double lotuses, and the distant sky is waiting for the abyss of fire."

When Mordo finally heard it clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a palpitating energy was pouring into the surrounding air like a violent flash flood from Strange's dying body.

"This is... the last ghost way!"

Strange slowly raised his head, and an astonishing cold light burst out in his eyes: "Fall into **** with me, Mordo!"

Mordo's face changed greatly, and he finally realized that Strange wanted to fight back.

But before he could escape, a blood-stained palm tightly clasped him like an iron chain.

In Mordo's shocked and terrified eyes, a pair of resolute eyes full of deathly intent pierced into his heart like a sharp sword.

"Seventy-three of the broken way... Shuanglian Canghuozhuan!!"

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