Masked Rider from Marvel World

The energy loss was small, but the impact of the explosion that combined their homologous energies caused their dimensions to tremble.

"You...don't you want my energy?

Do you want to try again? I'll give you another chance." Ling Ge said sarcastically, "Of course, if one is not enough, you can use four of us together."

"What kind of monster are you?" Qiao Mu asked fearfully.

He absorbed a lot of energy, plus the energy that Ling Ge actively transferred to him, even the lords of the dimension like them would feel seriously injured.

But the opponent didn't seem to have any damage at all, as if nothing had happened, which showed that his energy was on a completely different level.

“This…I can’t answer you, but I can tell you for sure that I am definitely not a monster.

At least I am much more normal than you demon gods who don't even have a human form or are not even human. " Ling Ge said seriously.

"We admit defeat in this round, but it's hard to say who will have the last laugh." Nar snorted coldly.

"You're right. This little injury is nothing to us." Golas echoed from the side. His injuries were recovering quickly, and the bloodstains on his huge eyeballs were gradually fading.

"Don't be too proud of yourself," said the Weaver. "You have proven that you can crush us alone, but there are four of us.

Your biggest mistake was not taking advantage of the gap just now to pursue the victory, but now you don't have that opportunity."

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Ling Ge couldn't help but clap his hands, "So the villains are still worth admiring, facing failure with an optimistic smile, learning lessons from failure, close teamwork, etc.

What a pity, these excellent qualities all come from a beautiful but unrealistic fantasy of the future, just like a mirage!"

1189. Stubborn alliance, a fierce and protracted war

Ling Ge pondered for a moment and turned his gaze to the Weaver, "Sure enough, I have to start with you. Generally speaking, guys like you are the best at playing dirty.

I don’t care, but I don’t like it.”

The weaver's heart skipped a beat, but his expression didn't change at all. "You try."

"Okay, try and die."

Ling Ge took out a red watch and said, "This is the most suitable watch for you."

Killbus!

The sound effect sounded, and countless spider webs appeared in the sky.

These spider webs are dark red in color, extremely irregular in shape, and full of oppression.

The Weaver was no pushover either. When Ling Ge was about to take action, he was on high alert at the crack in his own dimension, fully defensive.

But when he saw the spider webs all over the sky, he couldn't help laughing.

He might be wary of other means, but he is an expert in the Internet, so this is a bit like showing off one's skills in front of an expert.

The other three lords of the dimensions also looked at this scene with interest, and they were all looking forward to the next scene.

"Isn't this nonsense?" Strange said speechlessly, "Is the future Ling Ge so playful?"

“Recognized?” Hela chuckled. “When?”

"I've had my doubts since I found out you're not from this time and space. After all, there aren't many people who can't see the future clearly with the Time Stone." Strange said as a matter of course, "And he often leaves opportunities for his enemies when he fights, letting them live as long as they sign a contract. If he says this is to prevent changes in the future, it makes sense, but if you think about it carefully, it's clear that he doesn't want to cause trouble!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have destroyed those dimensional demons who didn't follow the rules of the game.

And he knew Gu Yi, and seemed to be very familiar with him.

But if Ancient One had such a powerful friend, she would have told me long ago.

The most important thing is the watch."

Strange pointed at the knight's watch on Ling Ge's hand and couldn't help but cover his face. "I should have thought of it earlier."

"What comes to mind?"

"The only one who fights with armor and gadgets is that bastard..."

Swish!

A sword of the night sky was pressed against Strange's throat, and a spot of bright red stood out from the tip of the sword.

"I don't care what happened before, but now that you know his identity, please speak with respect, okay?"

Strange blinked blankly, then carefully took the Night Sky Sword away from his neck.

He knew Ling Ge well. As long as his bottom line or reverse scale was not touched, he would be easy to talk to.

But Hela is the notorious goddess of death. If she is unhappy, she may kill him in a minute.

"Go on."

Gulu!

"In fact, fighting with armor and props is not uncommon in the universe, but the sound effect is definitely unique." Strange patted his forehead, "It's really unique to pretend to be a grandson in front of an old acquaintance for most of the day."

"Your Majesty, I'm sure you've figured it out, too!"

"Of course, I saw that a long time ago." Odin said nonsense seriously.

“Haha!” Hela laughed disdainfully, “Sure enough, it’s still the same as before, lying without blushing or breathing hard.

"Old immortal, what I admire most is not your strength or your cunningness, but your thick skin that is as thick as the universe. It is hard for others to compare with you."

“It seems... nothing wrong.

If your Majesty the Divine King had seen through his identity, you wouldn't have been so angry during the fight."

"What do you know?

The universe has always respected the strong. If he wants to act, we weak ones can only play along.

And are you so sure that he will be the same in the future as he was in the past? What if he changes his mind? What difference will it make if you go over to him and give yourself up? "

Strange: ...

At this moment, in the sky, spider webs as dense as rain were rapidly shooting towards the weaver's dimensional crack.

The Weaver didn't care and created a large net in the gap of the dimension. It was covered with mucus and various distorted light spots, which looked particularly disgusting.

The crimson spider web got stuck when it hit the surface and was slowly swallowed up as if it was stuck in a swamp.

"Oh my god!"

Ling Ge gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth. He originally thought that this was the only one among the four dimensional masters who had some dignity, but he didn't expect that he was just as disgusting and extremely eye-catching.

All things considered, the Lord of Dimension that he conquered at the beginning was slightly more pleasing to the eye.

"I've changed my mind. Let's be more ruthless!" Ling Ge murmured, then waved his finger.

The stuck crimson spider web exploded instantly. The powerful explosion created scarlet cracks in the space, and the weaver's giant web began to crumble.

But before he could steady himself, another wave of spider webs flew over.

These spider webs gradually covered the dimensional cracks, but they did not explode. Instead, they were madly absorbing the energy of the giant web.

Not only that, even the protective shield that the Weaver had cast on his own dimension was somewhat unstable, and strands of energy were swallowed up by the red spider web.

"You...want to devour me?" the Weaver said with some fear.

"Don't get me wrong, I really don't have that intention. Eating a creature like you makes me feel sick.

When your dimension is opened, I will go in and grab you out." Ling Ge said calmly, making the dimensional demon tremble, and then pointed to the ice below, "Kneel down obediently and you will suffer less physical pain."

"Just these nets?"

"Of course." Ling Ge nodded, and the red spider webs slowly gathered together like fluid, forming several large webs, and the swallowing force instantly increased several times.

"Actually, it would be more appropriate to use a black hole to devour it, but I just like to give people a taste of their own medicine."

"Hmph!" The Weaver snorted coldly, knowing that he was fabricating their previous tricks.

Soon, the Weaver's defense was broken. Ling Ge looked at the colorful lights flashing in the dimensional crack and teleported into it.

boom! boom! boom!

Explosions continued to sound, and in addition, there were also angry shouts and curses.

After a while, Ling Ge flew out from the crack, but not only did he not have any trophies in his hands, he also looked a little sad.

"Bah! The Lord of the Dimension has lived longer than the universe.

"I've learned something today. All crows are black!" Ling Ge said viciously, "In the future, I will compile your deeds into a book, divide it into several volumes, and spread it throughout the endless multiverse."

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. This is just a means."

"Are your methods just group fights without martial ethics?" Ling Ge asked disdainfully, "I finally entered the dimension, but as soon as I entered, Nar struck me with a sword and caught me off guard."

“I am the most aggressive, so I should take the first strike.

Even if I can't seriously injure you, I can at least injure you slightly." Nar said, but looking at the white smoke coming out of Ling Ge's chest, he couldn't help but frowned.

The defensive power of this set of armor is too much!

"Haha! That's a nice thought." Ling Ge said speechlessly, and then looked at Golas, "You are the one with the big eyeball that is pestering me and wants to explode!"

"So what?" Golas admitted directly, "I don't have anything else, but I still have a lot of clones."

"You are so willing to sacrifice 8,000 of your own money to injure 10,000 enemies!

I thought the explosion of a giant eyeball that could destroy a planet was exaggerated enough, but you arranged a storm that could destroy a galaxy."

"It did work. At least it made you look very embarrassed."

Ling Ge snorted coldly and fixed his eyes on Qiao Mu, "You are the most ruthless one! I finally jumped out of the center of the explosion, but you risked getting hurt to pull me back!"

Qiao Mu waved his arm carelessly, and the tattered marks on it quickly disappeared, returning to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye. "My regeneration ability is still pretty good."

"That's great." Ling Ge said slowly, "I originally thought you were just a bunch of scattered people, but I didn't expect you to work together so well."

"We can't help it. Your strength is beyond our imagination." The Weaver said, "If we don't unite, we will be defeated one by one.

If there were only three dimensional masters, they would be at your mercy, but with the combined power of the four dimensional masters, they would be able to hold on to some extent."

"Can you hold on?" Ling Ge didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Are you sure? Don't you think too highly of yourself?"

As he spoke, an even more powerful aura burst out from Ling Ge, causing the four dimensional masters who had just gained a little advantage to feel startled and calm down instantly.

"Don't mention that there are only four of you. Even if there were twice as many of you, you would not be my match."

"That's true." The Weaver could not deny it, "But how long can you stay in this time and space?"

"Don't worry about it. I can stay for a long time, until the end of this universe."

“You can’t fool me.

I admit that you have the ability, but you also have reasons to leave, don’t you? "

"Tsk!" Ling Ge cursed inwardly, "I can still deal with you before I leave."

"That may not be the case." Nar sneered, "As long as we are within this dimension, we still have the ability to survive. Combining the strength of the four of us can minimize the losses."

"You heard me." The Weaver said, "We don't mind fighting a fierce and protracted war, and we can even give up a certain amount of territory in exchange for the final victory."

1190. How much power can the clone take? A fair one-on-one

“I admire you, the analysis is very accurate.

I hope you can still have this self-righteous idea later." Ling Ge said lightly, and changed the watch in his hand.

[OOO! (Oz)]

The sound effect sounded, and a green light flashed on Oz's knight watch.

Four identical clones appeared around Ling Ge and confronted the dimensional cracks in the void.

"Doppelganger?" There was a hint of astonishment in Golas's eyes, and then he said jokingly: "Don't use such a trick. Who among us doesn't know how to clone himself?"

"Don't compare me with you. You can't compare with me."

"Stop talking big." Nar shouted coldly, and an identical individual appeared beside him, "It's nothing more than dividing some of the power to create a clone.

Although we are not as extravagant as Golas, who can ignore the number of clones and self-destruct whenever he wants, we are not incapable of using them."

“No need to explain it so clearly, your fighting styles are different, and the way you use your clones is naturally different as well.

His clones can influence the opponent's mind, no, it can influence the opponent's mood. But no matter how many clones there are in front of you, they can be defeated by just one sword.