Since Deathstroke knows that Faltin is no match for Dormammu, asking her to do things like blocking the door is actually just showmanship.
Showing the plane of fire? The purpose is to lure Dormammu to use his space ability.
Of course, Faltin herself didn't know. She still thought the plan had failed. After the mirror space expanded, she launched several more futile attacks on Dormammu, looking a little panicked.
Su Ming didn't need to explain the whole plan to her, even Omar only knew half of it.
Although the two of them ensured that Dormammu could not access their thoughts, however... don't trust strangers, it is definitely one of the rules of mercenaries.
The three demon gods present are all Falting people. I am just an ordinary human being. Isn't it normal to be defensive?
Besides, once the dimensional demon gods fight, the resulting space fluctuations will even affect the first dimension, and in the multi-layer mirror space, there is quite a buffer layer.
Su Ming didn't want that when everyone was fighting in full swing, an old ruler would pop up from nowhere and take advantage of everyone. Isolating the space was only the first step in the overall plan. It not only had to ensure that no one except
Being able to go out also ensures that no one from outside can come in within a short period of time.
Omar's task is to fight with Dormammu and create a favorable environment. In fact, the flame element environment is not friendly to Su Ming, and Strangler doesn't like places that are too hot.
Although it is much stronger than other symbiotes, its fire-based abilities may still threaten Strangler.
Except for Falting's fire, the temperature of her fire is not good enough, and the whole lamb will not be cooked.
As Omar cast another spell, the surrounding environment that was originally like the underworld changed again. Red bricks covered with moss appeared around him, and the top of his head became lower. The sound of rushing water and various stenches could be heard in his ears.
The smell hits your face.
Su Ming pulled the night curtain out of the ground and floated up with the help of the cloak. He moved his neck and suddenly disappeared. The preparations were in place, and the current environment was the battlefield environment he was best at - the sewer.
Omar had never seen it before, but it showed the underground structure of a human city. Dormammu immediately realized that this must be from the Deathstroke Cult, and there must be something weird about it.
But he was a little stunned, because he felt the environment. Unlike the previous secondary plane that was full of various elements, this sewer had nothing but stench and sewage. There was also something in the sauce-yellow water on the side.
There's kitchen waste floating around, it's very real.
Dormammu doesn't know what kind of restraint the sewer has on him. Although the ceiling is lower and the surrounding environment is narrower, there is no elemental power here that can give the opponent an advantage.
Regardless of whether there is or not, he doesn't like the mirror space that Omar manifests anyway, and must change.
He immediately prepared to cast the spell again, but at this moment, a ray of silver light drew a bright plane in the darkness and struck out of thin air, targeting his neck.
Dormammu immediately leaned back to dodge. The knife was too fast. When the blade swept away a few wisps of black smoke from his neck, he was about to make his evasive action.
After all, he is a dimensional demon god who was born as a sorcerer. Speaking of fighting skills, that is his only shortcoming.
When the silver light dissipated, he saw Deathstroke's single red eye suddenly appearing in front of him. He wanted to raise his hand, but Deathstroke didn't give him a chance to cast the spell again. The big sword in his hand carried a terrifying
The sound of wind came again.
As the Lord of the Dark Dimension, he doesn't have to dodge these physical attacks.
But out of his yearning to invade the earth, he has been paying close attention to the situation in the main dimension. Over the years, he has also learned a lot about Deathstroke, the new supreme mage after the Ancient One, and how many other demon gods or hell lords there are.
There will be less relevant information.
Simply put, this person will not do useless things.
Now the question comes, why does Deathstroke use a big sword to chop himself when he knows that he is not afraid of physical damage? Beheading him?
But for the Falting race, the body is nothing, and the elemental head is not important? There must be something that I didn't expect...
Before he thought of this key point, he had to avoid this strange giant sword, otherwise he would be easily plotted by the insidious Supreme Mage.
In Dormammu's view, the Supreme Mage is an insidious, cunning and despicable existence. He has been the same throughout the ages. He is a thief, a liar, and a follower of Veshanti who says one thing and does another.
The path that Emperor Weishan pursues is balance. In other aspects, he is no different from all demon gods. He charges the same price for casting spells, grabs territory in various dimensions, and continues to enhance his strength.
It's ridiculous that stupid creatures like humans are so willing to believe that Emperor Weishan is some kind of good god.
In ancient times, only ten of the millions of ancient gods on earth survived, and Ao Shutu was one of them. She was not as strong as she is now, so how did she survive in that kind of war? Just think about it.
How dark...
Dormammu ducked to one side again, and the big sword thrust missed his neck.
Just when Dormammu was about to kick away the death knell, Omar and Faltin, who saw an opportunity, surrounded him and hit Dormammu with all kinds of energy beams, forcing him to resist the defense.
Omar has been imprisoned for so long and has deeply understood the importance of seizing the opportunity. Now he cannot let Dormammu successfully cast the spell.
Although Deathstroke's sword is sharp, once Dormammu discovers that he is strong on the outside but weak on the inside, he will probably release stronger magic again at the cost of having his head chopped off.
Mirror space can be a killing magic. The space controller can control it to emit spikes or energy beams from anywhere, or even create a plane full of radiation or poisonous gas.
Humans are not elemental creatures, and their bodies made of flesh and blood are too fragile to be able to withstand Dormammu's attacks.
Even if Deathstroke can't die with the Time Stone, after experiencing the pain of death countless times, the spirit of carbon-based creatures may collapse. The existence of the body will affect the upper limit of spirit and willpower. Human beings have never been a race known for their mental toughness.
If Deathstroke died alive or accidentally went crazy, then neither he nor Faltin would be able to do anything against Dormammu.
Falting's idea was much simpler. Her original mission was to block the door and delay time, but now that the door was gone, all that was left was delay. Deathstroke had gained a momentary advantage of suppression, so she naturally wanted to help.
"Omar, grab his hand!"
Deathstroke shouted to Omar while swinging a sword. This sword was three points faster than before. In an instant, it seemed like a bright galaxy was displayed in front of everyone, with a gorgeous aura, heading towards Dormammu...
....Go away with a burning crown on your head!
This unseen move made Dormammu's eyes spitting out black fire suddenly open. He understood...