Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 1025 Sweeping the Dark Dimension

Chapter 1025 Sweeping the Dark Dimension
Wanda, the witch with the power of chaos, seemed to have transformed into thousands of stars on the battlefield. Each clone was shining with a unique light, which was a fragment of her power and the crystallization of her wisdom.

These clones not only have different shapes, but each of them also possesses a part of Wanda's magical abilities. They are either light and graceful, like the brightest stars in the night sky, or heavy and mighty, as frightening as ancient beasts.

They moved flexibly on the battlefield and cooperated with each other seamlessly, forming dazzling magic circles that distracted Dormammu's attention to the extreme.

Dormammu, the ruler of the dark dimension, has been accustomed to controlling everything since his birth. Within his territory, everything must obey his will.

However, Wanda's appearance, like a sudden meteorite, broke the tranquility of this dark world.

Dormammu was shocked to find that he was unable to accurately capture Wanda's true form. Those clones seemed to have independent consciousness, able to predict his every move and avoid it in advance, making his every attack fail.

"This is impossible!"

Dormammu's roar echoed in the dark dimension, his voice full of disbelief and anger.

In this world created by him, he should have been omnipotent, but now, he was like a traveler lost in the fog, unable to find the direction to move forward.

Wanda's clones continued their dance, and each change of position was accompanied by a burst of brilliant magical light. Those lights were either warm like spring sunshine or cold like polar glaciers. They intertwined together to form a series of breathtaking pictures, while also weaving a deadly trap for Dormammu.

Chaos magic, this power that can touch the essence of the universe, is not just a simple release of energy, but a terrifying force that can fundamentally change the rules of reality.

Although Wanda's flame looks no different from ordinary flames, in fact, it is a flame that can reshape the foundation of all things. Any existence that comes into contact with it will be instantly deprived of its original form and attributes and swallowed by the power of chaos.

Therefore, when she releases this power in the form of flame, the flame does not simply burn, but distorts and reshapes the surrounding space, time and even existence itself.

This power is like an invisible virus. Once infected, it will quickly spread in the opponent's body, eroding the source of his power until it is completely devoured.

Dormammu's dark power seemed fragile in the face of this chaos fire. It was like dry firewood that was lit, burning rapidly and eventually turning into nothingness.

Watching his own territory being eroded bit by bit, Dormammu's heart was filled with fear and unwillingness.

Dormammu was horrified to find that with Wanda's attack, the rules of the dark dimension began to collapse, like dominoes, falling one after another.

Those areas that were once firmly under his control have now become unclear, and the information that he once knew well has become full of unknowns and variables.

He felt his strength was constantly slipping away, as if he was being gradually drained away by some invisible force. This feeling made him both frightened and angry.

The boundaries of the dark dimension began to blur, the chain of rules broke, and the entire dimension seemed to be grasped by an invisible giant hand.

"Asshole! What the hell is going on?"

A huge wave of anger rose in Dormammu's heart. He could not accept that he was being played tricks by a mortal in his own territory.

He tried to use his remaining strength to repair the broken rules, but found it was all in vain.

The rules of the dark dimension were like a broken mirror, which could never be restored to their original state, and his own power continued to weaken as the rules collapsed.

"How could this be?"

There was a flash of despair in Dormammu's eyes as he realized that if he continued like this, not only would he lose control of the dark dimension, but even his own existence might be wiped out.

This unprecedented sense of crisis aroused the madness and hatred deep in his heart.

He vowed that no matter what the cost, he would completely destroy Wanda and Strange and let their souls suffer forever in the fire of darkness.

So, Dormammu made a bold decision. He decided to sacrifice part of the power of the dark dimension in exchange for a fatal blow to Wanda.

Under his control, the originally vast and boundless dark dimension began to shrink rapidly, like a black hole about to explode, absorbing all the energy around it. This energy gathered into a terrifying torrent, turning into a deep black sea, rushing towards Wanda from all directions, and every drop of sea water contained enough power to destroy the stars.

The black sea contained all of Dormammu's anger and despair. He wanted to use this power to completely drown Wanda and let her chaos fire be extinguished forever in the darkness.

"Come on, Dormammu!"

Wanda's voice echoed in the darkness, full of power and confidence.

"Let's see, is it your darkness that can devour everything, or is it my chaos that can change everything!"

As soon as the two sides came into contact, Wanda's power of chaos defeated Black Sea like a devastating blow.

Once touched, your power is no longer your own!
Dormammu found that his own power was being eroded by the fire of Chaos.

Those dark powers that originally belonged to him have now become fuel for Wanda's chaos fire, constantly providing her with powerful energy support.

"What kind of power is this?"

Strange was stunned. He had thought that chaos magic was terrible, but he had never thought it was so terrible that it could even beat Dormammu in the dark dimension.

If this isn't invincible power, then what is it?
He had studied in Kamar-Taj, so he was very clear about the concept of dimensional demons. Even the Sorcerer Supreme, Ancient One, might not be able to defeat Dormammu in the dark dimension.

But Wanda did it.

“It’s a really crude application.”

A voice suddenly sounded beside him, and Strange immediately looked in the direction where the voice came from.

It's Luther!
"How did you get in?"

Strange said in surprise.

"The dark dimension isn't closed, so of course I just came in directly."

Luther said with a smile.

"…Wanda, will everything be okay?"

Strange was silent for a moment, then felt that it made sense, so he ignored it.

"Why, do you have any thoughts about Wanda?"

Luther asked.

"How is that possible? Wanda is old enough to be my daughter."