Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Dormammu: ...The latter two have nothing to do with me, right?

This was the first time that the demon god who had devoured countless universes had seen such a magical creature. What kind of operation was it to start calling her mother when facing a powerful enemy... Her bloodline was very strange...

Yes... um...

Um? ?

The demon's tentacles carefully observed and really let it see a hidden corner - at some point, the girl's body was blocked by a certain existence, until she was injured...

laugh--

In an instant, the torrent of magic in the girl's blood extinguished its flames.

trouble…

Dormammu stared.

It finally realized that something was wrong.

The origins of white magic...

Emperor Weishan.

——After the barrier was broken, it finally read some information from the 'swearing little ant'.

In an instant, the demon god who roamed the universe began to retreat.

Should have discovered it sooner.

Careless.

This female creature...

Is favored.

She is not a mage who borrows power from the Supreme Universe...

Nor is he a simple, naive traveler who has just ignited a spark...

she…

Has the protection of Vishanti.

The creatures that could live for so long were all non-intelligent, except for the chaotic creatures that had lost their minds. The strange nebulae began to shrink slowly, and the huge human face also moved away from the master and servant.

It crushed the conical meteorite that pierced Mori Yuesha into powder, and controlled its huge body to squeeze back to the other end of the broken dimension.

Prepare to squeeze back into your own universe.

As long as it returns to the dark universe, it will be invincible.

Let's retreat first...

This weird female creature...

It even...even smelled the breath of the Outer Gods?

Outer god?

How is it possible…?

Dormammu wanted to swear.

You have such a deep background, why didn't you tell me earlier...

Vishanti your mother.

Isn't this a trap for me?

"Mom, it's going to run away, don't leave, wait, my mom will beat you up soon!"

Nagini: ...

The maid felt complicated as she hugged her lover who was showing his fangs and claws and starting to use the "rabbit kicking eagle" strategy.

I want to say "forget it", but I'm afraid that Mori Yuesha will say "only dogs can endure it"...

"Don't go, you big ugly thing, just stand there and don't move, mom, come and run away!"

Mori Yuesha's call will always be answered.

Ding…

The coin makes a long spinning sound, as if it were being plucked by a thumb.

In the vast darkness, an ordinary and ancient blade suddenly appeared behind Dormammu and in front of the unfolding dimensional cave.

The blade rotates and stops, cutting vertically——

Silently cut off the dimensional door opened by the demon.

The escape route disappears.

In an instant, the universe was silent.

--Then,

Distant footsteps move lightly.

Clatter. Clatter.

Wow...

Wow…

The clanging of metal key chains, or the swaying of metal blades hanging on chains.

Blah blah blah...

The suspended coin-like double-sided floating wall appeared in the dark universe like invisible magic ink that appeared when immersed in water.

Groups of palaces are tall and strange, with Gothic spires standing on the front of the coin; white stone walls are interwoven with metals, gems, and unknown materials, spreading upward along a not too steep slope.

A magnificent tower, housing various machines, strange reliefs and magical symbols.

——This is a ring-shaped city.

In the dark universe without light, the ancient Gothic buildings that looked like mirages were towering and withering, scattered and dilapidated like dry branches growing randomly; there were no believers, no gods, no strong energy aura, but inside and out there was a strange and sharp sense of horror that captured people's hearts...

Dormammu narrowed his eyes and stared at the city door facing him, flipping through his thoughts, and suddenly remembered an ancient legend that was rumored in the multiverse.

Crash, crash...

The blades struck each other;

Crash, crash.

The endless cutting of the roulette wheel.

Crash, crash...

A woman's vicious and joyful laughter.

Wow...

The satisfying sound of tearing muscle and fat.

—Come on! The door is opening!

The blood-red robe dragged on the ground.

—He is the Mother of Delight and the Swaddling Cloth of Death.

The waist sways.

——He nurtures withering and destruction!

Move forward in silence.

——He loves flesh and blood and the night!

A sharp blade was suspended behind the thin figure, slowly rotating and shaking in a counterclockwise direction...

Wow...

Wow.

He has a cold and stunning appearance, a high nose bridge and sharp eyes. His cheeks are sunken, and his protruding cheekbones make him look a little mean. His thin lips are cracked like dry earth, but are painted with a blood-red color.

A gloomy, scary woman.

Wearing a flowing red robe.

Wow...

That was the sound of the floating blades colliding behind him.

He walked slowly and coldly in the pathless universe, and behind him, the strange city echoed with a murmur that sounded like a human but was not a human:

'Who believes...'

'Who died!'

'Who doubts...'

'Who died!'

'Who is sure of the answer...'

'Who will die?'

A faint mirage appeared out of thin air. In the vast black universe, a bright red color moving in front of the strange city became increasingly smaller.

Wow.

The footsteps stopped.

The proud figure raised his head and looked at the huge human face made of magical flames in the universe.

His cracked lips curled up in a mocking arc.

He said.

"Ah…"

"Ants."

Chapter 136 The clever escape of the demon uncle

No temples, no palaces, no shelter.

There are no believers.

Whoever prays to Him receives death.

——Extreme violence and killing...

He is a madman in a cage.

He is neither human nor God, neither good nor evil; He leaves no trace and is not involved in any conspiracy; He is not everywhere, but He is watching everywhere from within the prison.

He has no 'definite' existence, yet he 'definitely' exists in the memory of every living being who has heard of his legend...

He symbolizes the iron laws of nature.

He is a collection of certain rules and also cold neutrality itself.

He is——

Dormammu looked at the thin woman who seemed slightly smaller under his huge energy body with a complicated expression, and spoke in a difficult and low voice.

"Ms. Pain."

He is a legend.

A story that has been passed down among the gods. Ever since Dormammu was still a human wizard, this dreamlike story has been heard and admired...

A terrifying existence that has never left that realm.

There are many legends about Him: some speculate that He comes from the deep sea and belongs to the ocean god system; some speculate that He is the embodiment of order and controls the balance of the universe; some even speculate that He may be the relic of a powerful god and is not qualified to be called the Son of God...

Who is He, who are His enemies and friends, and which side is He on…