Noticing that Peter had helped Gwen instantly dispel the dark energy that was corroding her.
The large face of Dormammu in the void could not help but furrow its brows.
Having spent years in the confined Dark Dimension, he had no idea who Peter was, but he keenly sensed that the aura emanating from Peter made him feel very uncomfortable.
"Another worm that only knows how to use holy light."
Dormammu opened his mouth, and a deep voice came from all directions.
"Do you think that just by blocking my power for her, you are qualified to stand before me?"
Peter did not respond to Dormammu's clamoring, because someone reacted faster than him.
"Who gave you the nerve to speak to him like that?"
Hela appeared in front of Peter. She raised her hand and grabbed, and the next second, a huge, exaggerated black scythe fell into her palm.
As the Asgardian Goddess of Death, she certainly wouldn't tolerate anyone insulting her Queen!
The scythe tore through the air, emitting a harsh wail, and the next second, Hela had already stepped on the black mist and rushed out.
Noticing her movements, Dormammu casually released dozens of magic light cannons, attacking Hela.
Hela held the scythe in her hand and slashed down head-on.
The first light cannon was instantly cut off.
Followed by the second and third.
Every time the scythe swung, the light cannons and weapons condensed from dark energy in front of her were instantly slashed apart.
Demonic power and the Goddess's authority simultaneously covered the blade, forcefully clearing a path through Dormammu's dense magic attacks.
In the blink of an eye, Hela had rushed to Dormammu's close proximity.
Looking at Dormammu's large face in the void, she flipped her wrist, and the blade of the scythe instantly expanded.
Hela aimed the scythe blade at Dormammu's large face and slashed down with all her might.
Wherever the blade passed, Dormammu's large face was instantly sliced open, just like a canvas meeting a utility knife.
A huge slash mark extended from Dormammu's left eye all the way to his right chin.
The demonic power and the Pluton's authority intertwined, turning into dark green flames, scorching this huge wound.
A fierce fighting spirit appeared on Hela's face, and the scythe in her hand drew countless afterimages in the air.
Every slash left deep marks on Dormammu's large face.
In the blink of an eye, Dormammu's head had been cut into hundreds of pieces.
Before those scattered dark energies could gather again, Hela raised her left hand and blasted a Netherfire light cannon, igniting all those fragments in one breath!
Gwen couldn't help but feel a surge of spirit as she watched.
"Did it work?"
She had confronted Dormammu head-on before, so she naturally knew how difficult that kind of pressure was to deal with.
Yet Hela was able to withstand the rejection of the entire dimension, kill her way to Dormammu, and even dismantle his head.
This Asgardian Goddess of Death was indeed formidable, far more powerful than that Mr. Thor she had seen before!
Kaecilius was staring fixedly ahead.
Dormammu was defeated?
That bastard who claimed to transcend time and could grant eternal life to his believers was actually hacked to pieces by someone in a few slashes?
Kaecilius very much hoped that everything before him was real.
Having witnessed Dormammu's going back on his word, his faith had completely collapsed, and he now hoped more than anyone that this damn liar Dormammu would disappear from this World.
In stark contrast to their expectations, the Ancient One's brows were deeply furrowed.
She quickly formed seals with both hands, and a golden rope already appeared in her hands—it was the Crimson Bands of Cyttorak!
She raised her hand and flicked it, and the golden rope wrapped around Hela's waist, attempting to pull her back:
"This won't work at all!"
"Dormammu does not have a physical body in the true sense; his body is entirely composed of dark energy."
"Let alone cutting it into hundreds or thousands of pieces, even if you minced it into fine meat paste, it wouldn't cause any substantial damage to him."
Hearing this, Hela remained somewhat unconvinced:
"But I clearly struck a solid body just now…"
Before she could finish her sentence, her expression couldn't help but change.
"When the concentration of dark energy is high enough, what is the difference between energy and matter?" Dormammu's amateur voice came from behind.
Hela turned her head back in astonishment, only to find that those fragments ignited by her Netherfire were actually gathering at high speed.
The cracks on them recovered as before in the blink of an eye.
What was even more outrageous was that after Dormammu's "body" healed, the Netherfire she had released actually did not disappear.
Instead… it directly became a part of Dormammu's body!
"The power of the primordial demon, and the authority of the Goddess of Death."
Dormammu felt the dark green flames burning on his body and clicked his tongue involuntarily.
Following that, these flames, like his servants, gathered towards the top of his head, forming a blazing… hair?!
"A nice decoration? These are all energies I have never devoured before."
"After devouring you, I should be able to learn many interesting things."
While speaking, Dormammu opened his big mouth again.
This time, he inhaled sharply, actually forming a terrifying vortex in mid-air.
The surrounding dark energy flowed rapidly, forming a terrifying magic storm.
The gale roared, constantly trying to suck Hela into Dormammu's abyssal mouth.
Hela subconsciously inserted her scythe into the ground beneath her, trying to stabilize her body.
But this was futile.
There seemed to be no ground in the true sense in this dimension.
And the dark matter beneath her feet was also controlled by Dormammu.
As soon as the scythe pierced in, that area actively moved forward.
Hela simply pulled out the scythe and poured her divine power into it.
But as soon as her power touched the blade, a strange change occurred.
She saw that the power she poured into the scythe actually turned into black palms,
Not only did it not enhance the lethality of the scythe, but it instead turned around and grabbed her wrist, making her unable to even resist.
This is… Dormammu is using the power of the entire dimension to corrode Hela!
Hela's divine power of the Underworld and demonic power already had a lot in common with dark energy.
The two sides could be said to be of the same origin.
This resulted in Hela's power having a very limited effect on Dormammu.
Yet Dormammu could conversely borrow the energy commonality between the two to interfere with her attacks!
"Damn it!"
Hela tried to struggle a couple of times, feeling a bit annoyed.
But she found that the more power she released, the stronger the binding effect of that magic on her became.
She soon gave up on struggling and looked back at Peter, saying:
"Fine, it seems this place is destined to be your stage alone."
As she spoke, she stopped the process of channeling power into the dark forbidden spell.
With this "giving up", the speed at which the storm sucked her into Dormammu's body suddenly increased several times.
Gwen watched anxiously and couldn't help but call out: "Peter!"
"Don't panic."
As Peter spoke, patterns resembling concentric circles faintly appeared in his eyes.
Following that, he raised his right hand, aimed it at Hela, and softly spoke the name of this move:
"Universal Pull."
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