That was, when the Contract Knot Magic was used, it required not only the consent of the caster, that is, Blaine, but also the consent of the spell's target, that is, the other party, Dormammu. Only mutual consent could be considered successful. Otherwise, as long as one party resisted when the contract was concluded, the magic would be considered invalid.
No wonder, just now, when Blaine had heard about and seen the Contract Knot Magic, he had still been thinking that, logically speaking, this magic did not sound weak at all.
To be honest, it would not be an exaggeration to say that the Contract Knot Magic was another kind of magic Blaine knew that had reached the Universal level. However, such an awesome magic was only sold for one billion dollars. Not to mention that Blaine did not believe it, no one would believe it.
Only after Blaine mastered it did he know why. Was it not because of such a setting? If the other party did not agree, then no matter how strong Blaine's Contract Knot was, was it not just a decoration, the existence of a vase?
"What is it?"
"Just let me out."
"Don't say one thing."
"Even if it's ten, or a hundred..."
"Even if you ask me to destroy Earth, I'll do it."
To be honest, when Blaine had suddenly stopped talking just now, Dormammu had tried many times. However, no matter what method it used, no matter which direction it went, it seemed to finally return to the original place.
This was the first time Dormammu had seen this kind of situation. It was like a ghost hitting a wall. It was too strange. Dormammu had lived for such a long time and had never encountered such a situation.
However, what Dormammu feared was not Blaine's circular magic circle, but the feeling of being trapped inside it. This might sound incomprehensible.
In fact, if they were talking about being trapped, Dormammu had been trapped for a long time. There had been the Ancient One before, and then it had been sealed in this Dark Dimension. For thousands of years, Dormammu had endured loneliness and solitude alone. Others said that it only wanted to invade Earth, invade other galaxies, and only knew how to expand its own territory. As everyone knew, Dormammu only wanted to use this extreme method to gain the attention of others.
This was like some unyielding people living at the bottom of society. They worked hard to make a living, but even after working hard, in the end, they still suffered others' ridicule and countless cold looks.
So they took up arms and rebelled against those who had hurt them, or extended an evil hand toward the innocent people who watched them be bullied but did nothing.
Could such a result be said to be the fault of these unyielding people? The times make heroes. Rather than blaming people, it was better to say that they had been born in the wrong era.
Dormammu had long been tired of this kind of solitary life, but the Ancient One had sealed it here again, and there was nothing it could do. Now, Blaine had given it another cyclic magic circle.
Originally, in the Dark Dimension, Dormammu could at least absorb energy and strengthen itself. No matter how bad things were, at least its life was safe. But now, the magic circle cast by Blaine was full of offensive magic, and even its line of sight was cut off. Everything in front of it was pitch-black. Even though Dormammu was used to loneliness, it could not endure this kind of environment.
"Hey, all right, stop, stop, stop."
"One thing will do."
As soon as he heard that Dormammu was going to destroy Earth, Blaine hurriedly interrupted. Ten things, a hundred things—once Dormammu agreed to the Knot Contract, let alone one hundred things, even one thousand or ten thousand would be up to Blaine to decide.
Poor Dormammu. It was estimated that even if Blaine sold it, it would still have to count the money for Blaine.
As he spoke, Blaine chanted a spell, changed his gestures, and activated the magic for concluding the contract.
At the same moment, the same magic circle appeared in front of Dormammu.
After the contract-concluding magic was cast, there seemed to be nothing particularly special about it. It was somewhat similar to the magic shields Blaine had seen before, with strange lines across it, but these lines seemed to form two different patterns, looking like angels and demons. The entire magic circle was also round. However, the magic for concluding a contract was not golden. Instead, it revealed a red light, a blood-red color, which looked somewhat solemn and thought-provoking.
"You see the magic pattern in front of you, right?"
"You only need to infuse your soul power into it."
"Remember, don't resist."
"As long as you obey its instructions..."
"After doing this,"
"You will be free immediately."
At this moment, Blaine was like a child-abducting swindler, luring Dormammu step by step and making it fall for the trap.
"Despicable."
"A contract?"
"You..."
It was over. Blaine had not expected Dormammu to know this magic. That was right, after all. It was an old monster that had lived for hundreds of thousands of years. It could be said that it had traveled more roads than Blaine had eaten salt.
"There's no other way."
Knowing that Dormammu had seen through his trick, Blaine simply showed his hand. Anyway, the initiative was now in his hands. Whether to let Dormammu go or not was only a matter of his own words.
"Clack, clack, clack, clack..."
"Hmph!"
"Even if I die, I will never sign a contract with you."
"So to say,"
"You refuse a toast, only to drink a forfeit."
It had already come to this. In any case, Blaine had only this choice now. And Dormammu could only follow Blaine's decision.
In the next second, the light ball changed with Blaine's hand gesture. The attacks around Dormammu fell straight down. All the meteorites and explosives became much more violent than before.
Since there was no room for negotiation, then he would go straight to the hard dishes. Blaine focused all his attacks on Dormammu, then turned off the screen, only listening to Dormammu's desperate roar with his ears. It could not be killed anyway, so let the storm continue.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom...
Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz...
For a moment, the roar of magical attacks resounded from Dormammu's location.
This roar lasted for half an hour, and Blaine also recovered his spiritual power and his own condition during this process.
After an unknown amount of time, Blaine opened his eyes and clenched his fists, as if feeling that his body was full of energy again. Under the dual effects of the Mind Pendant and the meditation technique, his spiritual power gradually became full. These few hours had passed, allowing all the functions of Blaine's body to recover to their best condition.
However, Dormammu's side seemed to be the same as before, unwilling to let go.
"It really is a tough bone."
"So hard to chew."
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