Man in Marvel: The Manifestation of the Gods

“Impossible, your spiritual world shouldn’t be that powerful.” Dormammu stared at the murderous Hela without any fear. This was just a consciousness, and if she died, she died. He was more concerned about how Hela suddenly became stronger.

"It seems you are not stupid."

At this moment, a sudden chuckle proved that a third person had appeared in this world where there shouldn't be a third person!

"who!"

Dormammu's question was unnecessary, because right next to Hela, Rody's figure in a black suit slowly appeared, and the 'Hela' standing there holding a spear also turned into Rody's appearance, and then more and more Rody appeared.

“Swish, swish, swish—”

All the way to Dormammu, the sky was filled with the figures of Rody holding weapons.

Although Roddy did not have the advantage in size, he looked down on his opponent with arrogance and contempt in his eyes, looking down on this dimensional demon who had been fighting with Ancient One for who knows how many years.

The momentum is fierce and there is no sign of losing ground!

"It's you?"

Dormammu was no stranger to Rody. Rody, or the Sentinel, was mentioned in all the intelligence he collected.

And when Rody beat Hela, Dormammu also realized how powerful Rody was.

But how did he get in?

Dormammu was puzzled, while Roddy smiled and thanked the Mind Scepter that he had stored in the storage space. Of course, Hela's slave brand also played a big role.

Sure enough, he had just expelled Hela and concealed it from Dormammu.

Not long after Hela left, Dormammu began to make moves and tried to contact Hela, but was caught red-handed by Rody who was closely watching him.

He used the Mind Gem to increase his mental power, and used the Slave Brand to prevent Hela from resisting. He then easily injected his consciousness into Hela's sea of ​​consciousness.

Just now, Rody took advantage of the situation and transformed himself into Hela's appearance to fight with Dormammu.

It is certain that unless Dormammu's true form appears or pulls him into the real dark dimension, Dormammu is no match for him!

Rody naturally wouldn't tell Dormammu these.

The 'Roddy' who first appeared beside him has now gradually turned into the tall and beautiful Hela.

The smoky makeup on her face had disappeared, and her appearance had returned to that of a twenty-two or twenty-three year old, just as mature as a red apple, making people want to take a bite.

"Lord!"

Now, this woman who was revered as the goddess of death was submitting to Rody respectfully.

There is no such thing as indomitable spirit. The moment the slave brand was planted on her, Hela completely submitted to Rody. She was so domineering.

The subsequent series of actions were just a play that Rody instructed Hela and Hela to perform together through telepathy.

The purpose is to remove Dormammu.

At the same time, the Mind Gem also amplified Hela's mental power, so it is impossible for her to be bewitched by Dormammu!

"Humph, conspiracy and trickery...Darkness is irresistible. All your efforts will be reduced to ashes when I come. Surrender now and embrace the power of darkness. I promise that under the rule of darkness, you can become the supreme king and queen of the earth!"

Dormammu was frightened but couldn't show it. He kept making unpleasant sounds like sawing wood, trying to seduce Rody like he had seduce Casillas.

Rody responded to Dormammu with a big middle finger.

"Although the Sorcerer Supreme is dead, the Earth is my territory now. Dormammu, you have crossed the line!"

Roddy took Bast's words and put them into practice immediately.

Then, without waiting for Dormammu to say anything, he directly launched the last trick left by Rody.

Time gem!

Backtrack!

"Time has no effect on me. As the new dimensional demon, don't you know..."

Dormammu's original response was gloomy. He was thinking quickly about how to solve this problem. The war between dimensional demons was much more cruel than humans could imagine.

They are not in the same group.

But before Dormammu could finish his words, he found himself back in the moment when the giant hand solidified and pressed down towards Hela.

But this time, Dormammu's giant palm's control over the darkness was actually reduced a little.

"You..you are absorbing the power of darkness?!"

Dormammu was furious.

A sneer appeared on Roddy's lips. That's right, he used the Time Stone to go back in time, found the Ancient One who was not dead yet, and asked her how she stole Dormammu's power.

So, in Rody's view, Dormammu is now a super supplement!

An experience baby.

Even if you can only realize and steal a little bit of the power of darkness at a time.

But for Roddy now.

He has plenty of time!

"This is just the beginning, Dormammu."

Looking at Dormammu who was furious because he lost a little bit of power, Rody curled his lips.

You were not angry even though Ancient One absorbed so much of your power. Now he has only absorbed a little bit.

Dormammu is really hypocritical.

To be honest, Dormammu ran into the gun this time. If he hadn't left this mark on Hela and sent his consciousness over, Rody would have had a hard time stealing his power directly.

But it's different now.

Dormammu's consciousness when he arrived was very weak, just within the range that Rody could control, which was equivalent to an experienced baby with endless energy.

Most of what Roddy extracted was the authority of darkness, not strength. After all, strength was of no use to him; what he wanted was authority.

I don’t know how many times I drew it this time.

to the end...

Dormammu was completely furious. Roddy extracted about 1 percent of the power from his consciousness. Although it didn't seem like much, he was a famous demon who had lived for who knows how many years. Not to mention 1 percent, even 1 percent or 1 percent would be very powerful.

The consequence of Dormammu's wrath is...

"Just wait, Moon Demon, I will definitely come, I will definitely catch you and give you a good beating."

"You, wait!!!"

After saying that, Dormammu's huge planetary body simply...exploded.

"boom--!"

"Is Dormammu furious?" Roddy looked regretful. He reacted a little slowly just now. After all, the Time Stone was tormenting Dormammu while also tormenting him.

As a result, Dormammu seized this opportunity and did not even try to recover his consciousness, but directly detonated himself.

Good guy...

How angry this is.

Now Roddy’s attempt to go back in time will be useless. As the dark god, Dormammu is unique, which means that all Dormammus in the timeline are the current Dormammu.

Even if time were turned back, Dormammu's exploded consciousness could not be brought back.

As for Dormammu’s harsh words, well, you can’t curse people properly, just go sit at the table with the kids when eating.

As for the dark energy that descended after Dormammu's self-destruction, Roddy left it to Hela without hesitation.

After all, her sea of ​​consciousness was the main battlefield, and Rody was a clear-cut person with rewards and punishments. Hila had helped a lot, so naturally he had to thank her.

Afterwards, Roddy felt the dark power in his body, licked his lips, and felt that Dormammu was worthy of being a veteran dimensional demon. His power was so strong, like a boundless ocean that would never run dry.

"One day, I will be able to reach this level!"

Roddy was filled with pride, narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists.

But now...

“Well, Hela, why don’t you go somewhere else and stay out of the spotlight for a few months to get to know the local customs and people on Earth?”

"The main thing is that you caused several car accidents. If the police find me, it will be difficult for me to deal with it."

Roddy rubbed his chin and sighed.

Look, even the dimensional demon couldn't make him sigh, but the New York police did it. To be honest, the police in the rich areas are still very responsible - a little too responsible.

I drank too much at the party, so I took a day off.

As the title says, this wine is really a headache.

I drank too much at a party with friends I hadn't seen for four or five years.

I have a splitting headache, please take a day off to rest~

Chapter 368: Traitors! They all deserve to die!

Roddy was just joking about asking Hela to go out and avoid the limelight.

The New York police can't control Roddy.

The current director is Director George's former subordinate. He has also joined the Black King and sworn allegiance to Roddy. How dare he cause trouble for his own leader?

But how to deal with Hela is indeed a problem. We can't just let her live in Rody's little home.

We already have a black panther goddess, Buster, and adding another one would make the place seem a bit crowded.

"How about you rent a house next to mine?" Rody suggested, stroking his chin.

“I want to stay by my side, my lord, so that I can better protect you.” Hela had washed off her smoky makeup, revealing her natural face, which looked much more pleasing to the eye. She bowed her head and said respectfully.

"No, no, I'm still single. If you live here, the neighbors will gossip."

Rody shook his head and refused. This was just an excuse, but he really didn't want to take in another princess in distress.

Boy, you are old enough now and can find something to do on your own.

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