Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 1026 Seize control of the dark dimension!

"Wanda is too crude in her use of her powers. She can actually modify the control of the dark dimension to herself."

Luther's words were like a thunderbolt, exploding in Strange's heart, instantly causing him to fall into shock. He widened his eyes, his lips slightly parted, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

"Really?"

Strange's voice trembled a little. He felt as if his mind was frozen at this moment and could not function normally. He looked at Luther, his eyes full of confusion and shock.

Seeing this, Luther raised a faint smile, he understood Strange's reaction.

After all, in the dark dimension, the idea of ​​seizing control from a dimensional demon is simply like a fantasy.

However, for Wanda, who possesses chaos magic, this is not impossible.

"Of course it's true,"

Luther continued, "Although with Wanda's current power, she can't completely seize the dark dimension, but it is possible for her to seize one tenth, one hundredth, or even one thousandth of the control. This is enough to give Dormammu a headache and discomfort."

As Strange listened to Luther's words, he felt an indescribable shock in his heart.

He had always known that Wanda possessed powerful magical powers, but he had never imagined that her power had reached such a terrifying level.

He began to wonder why the Ancient One did not choose Wanda as the successor to the Sorcerer Supreme, but chose himself instead.

He asked himself, what virtue and ability did he have to be able to take on such a heavy responsibility?

"Be more confident, maybe it's because you're handsome."

Luther said, patting Strange on the shoulder.

Strange was speechless. Handsome?
Although he was confident, Master Ancient One had lived for who knows how many years. What kind of handsome men had he not seen?

However, now is not the time to think about these issues. Dormammu has already fully controlled the dark dimension, trying to completely devour Wanda.

He folded the space, stirred the energy vortex, and made the huge energy torrent hit Wanda at a faster speed. At the same time, he also stimulated the mysterious power in the darkness, transformed it into magic attacks, and imposed layers of negative factors.

Depravity, anger, evil desire, greed, madness, hatred...these negative emotions are like invisible chains, tightly wrapped around Wanda's heart.

The dual effects of reality and mind, through Dormammu's arbitrary control of the dimension, formed an attack with no blind spots throughout the entire space.

Wanda seemed unusually calm despite being in the middle of it.

She did not choose to hide, because in fact she had nowhere to hide. Looking around, she saw rotten stars being swept by the raging tide.

The chaotic energy changes the basic rules of gravity, electromagnetism, etc., reverses the concepts of upper and lower space, and even the past and present time become contradictory.

Wanda couldn't find the exact location of Dormammu, but she didn't panic. Instead, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and began to feel everything around her.

She could feel those negative emotions trying to erode her mind, but she didn't let them succeed. She used her strong willpower to dissolve those negative emotions one by one.

At the same time, Wanda began to use her own chaos magic to fight back against the energy frenzy and astral blasts that attacked her.

She did not fight them directly, but modified them into her own strength. The crimson power of chaos magic surrounded her like a huge red dragon, devouring everything around it.

Those energy frenzy and astral shocks were instantly transformed into Wanda's power after coming into contact with her chaos magic.

Wanda's power, this endless energy derived from chaos magic, is boiling in her body at this moment, like the most brilliant fireworks in the deep universe, spreading gently like smoke and fog, and like clouds and seas, vast and elusive.

Her will and this power merged perfectly, allowing her to carve out a territory of her own in the dark dimension. It was a space where light and hope coexisted, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding darkness.

In this land reshaped by Wanda, everything once ruled by despair and silence began to be reborn.

She used chaos magic as a pen and her indomitable will as ink to outline the outline of life on the ruins of destruction. Every blade of grass, every flower and every animal regained vitality thanks to her efforts.

This is not only a revival on the material level, but also a subversion on the rule level. Wanda single-handedly reversed the fundamental laws of the dark dimension, causing the dark forces that once raged to gradually dissipate like shadows illuminated by the sun, leaving only the seeds of light and hope.

However, just as Wanda was immersed in the joy of victory and preparing to further consolidate this new land, a deafening roar suddenly came from the void. It was Dormammu's anger and unwillingness.

As the original owner of the dark dimension, he could not accept that his territory was invaded and changed so easily.

So, he gave it his all and summoned extremely corrosive black flames. These flames not only burned matter, but also tried to erode Wanda's spirit and will.

Mixed in with the black flames is an indescribable evil energy, which is the product of Dormammu's mental pollution. It can distort people's hearts and make them fall into endless fear and despair.

But Wanda did not back down. The power of chaos magic far exceeded these dark means.

She took a deep breath and put her fear and distracting thoughts behind her. The power of chaos magic surged in her body, erupting like a volcano, forming a dazzling red light that instantly purified the black flames and mental pollution that tried to approach her.

Wanda was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, charging through the black flames. Every swing of her sword was accompanied by the roar of chaos magic, breaking the shackles that bound and hindered her one by one.

Her figure shuttled through the darkness, leaving behind brilliant trails of light, as if telling the world that light will never be swallowed by darkness.

Finally, after a violent collision, Wanda's power reached its peak. The sudden red light was like the first ray of sunshine at dawn, penetrating through the darkness and dyeing the whole world in her color.

The dark dimension has undergone a drastic change at this moment. It is no longer the twisted and oppressive shape of Dormammu, but is full of vitality, as if a brand new world is being born here.

Dormammu's power gradually declined with the changes in the dark dimension. He felt that his existence was being weakened, and the pain of the sudden drop in power almost suffocated him.

(End of this chapter)