Dormammu shouted loudly, and Bulcaisel roared even louder.
Ever since he was pressed to the ground and rubbed by Bulqueso, he had been passive.
What's even more frightening is that he feels that the power of the dark dimension is decreasing.
The endless dark energy launched an impact towards Bulcaisuo, who was wielding his weapon at him, but it couldn't even stop Bulcaisuo's actions.
He never thought that he would face the possibility of death.
The dark dimension is just a larger realm for Bulcaisel.
It is even much weaker than the realm that the Demon King of Hell has expanded.
It's like someone who reluctantly took control of an empty house after it was occupied.
The realm of the Hell Demon King is the embodiment of their own power.
If Bulcaisel had to describe it, it was probably that the domain of the Hell Demon King was their own power, and this Dormammu could only be regarded as the steward of this domain.
Bul-Katho's weapon was wielded beyond Dormammu's perception, and he felt that his dark dimension was being worn away bit by bit from Bul-Katho's weapon.
What's even more frightening is that Bulcasso directly and effectively caused him tremendous pain.
"Damn it, stop it! Let's negotiate a deal!"
Dormammu now wants to throw Bulcaisel directly out of his dark dimension, but he can't do it.
No matter how much force hit Bulcaisuo's body, all he got in return was a more violent attack.
Now if he wanted to reduce the damage he suffered, he could only let everything in the dark dimension avoid this barbarian who slashed at him as soon as he appeared.
"Gu Yi, stop him quickly! I am willing to negotiate a condition with you!"
Bulkas's power was beyond Dormammu's imagination, and even though he had tried his best to avoid Bulkatho, it only made this struggle longer.
"You have to know that if he wants to completely wipe out the dark dimension at the current speed, it will take at least hundreds of years!"
Dormammu shouted loudly to Ancient One who was watching the battle at the speed he estimated.
Then he saw Bulcaisel's weapon thrust in front of his eyes.
"Xia!"
Bulcaisel continued his battle cry and continued to move his muscles against Dormammu.
Ancient One saw the damage done to Dormammu by Bulcaisu, and she knew very well that Bulcaisu was just enjoying the battle now.
A being that can make death retreat, and use all its power to easily crush Dormammu into pieces.
"Bulkess, how about we come back tomorrow! It's almost dark outside now."
Ancient One shouted to Bulcasso in a provocative tone.
For a barbarian whose whole body is filled with fighting passion, he is far from having fun now.
"Gu Yi, let's negotiate a condition. As long as you can make him stop, I will agree to you no matter what you say!"
Dormammu had begun to doubt everything he was going through, and he couldn't figure out what was going on with this guy.
No matter how much force he used to attack, there was no response.
However, the dark dimension is indeed being constantly obliterated.
Even that damn thief used that tone of voice to deal with him!
Rather than making Dormammu retreat, Ancient One hoped that this guy would be completely eliminated directly.
What he said before was just for show, letting Dormammu feel how ordinary humans felt when facing life in the dark dimension.
Incidentally, she also wanted Dormammu to experience what would happen to Doctor Strange in the future.
If possible, who would want to experience that weird way of dying countless times?
This is considered a harmless prank by Ancient One.
"Ancient Yi, if the dark dimension is completely wiped out, your life will come to an end!"
Dormammu shouted at Ancient One and issued a threat.
"The passing of life does not mean anything, it is just the beginning of life again."
Gu Yi muttered silently.
Bulcaisel's warm-up is almost over, and Dormammu will surely come to an end.
"ha!"
Bulcaisel's movements gradually stopped. He stood on the bridge of Dormammu's nose, looking down at those huge eyes.
"What a good punching bag. Although it's a pity, you are not even worthy of wailing in hell!"
The shadow of the armor suddenly appeared on Bulcaisso's body. Although his previous armor was damaged when facing Malthael, the legendary glory will not disappear together.
The boundless evil on Dormammu's body felt like a rat's entrails that were covered in stains and exuding a foul odor.
Compared to the smell of sulfur and rot mixed with the Demon King of Hell, this guy can be considered disgusting in a unique way.
"Compared to those strong men who died under my hand, you are still too fragile. If you could have the power of Leoric's skeleton, I would still be willing to play with you for a while longer."
Bulcaisel's body began to tense up. Facing Dormammu, he did not need to show his full strength.
Although this guy's strength is not far behind Leoric's.
But it is a pity that the current Bulcaisel is no longer the guy who needed to fight the Skeleton King fiercely.
Dormammu just has some characteristics that make it difficult to kill. Even if the mad king is standing in Bulkeso's position, he can completely eliminate this guy.
Just like all existence must fade away, Dormammu just bound his life to this dimension.
Breaking the existence of life and blaspheming life and death are the most powerful powers of the mad king.
Even that dimension belonging to the immortal and undead was completely shattered by the power of Bulcaisuo.
The dimension composed of darkness is just the most insignificant of the powers Li Min possesses.
After all, darkness is just an accessory after the elements fade.
"Although the weapons in my hands are not my favorite pair, you should feel honored to die under these legendary pairs!"
Bulcaisel waved his hands from the side of his body, the lightning on the blade shone, and a strong wind from an unknown source began to blow in the dark latitudes.
"Stop it, I will agree to whatever conditions you propose!"
At this moment, Dormammu felt that the dark dimension was trembling violently.
His soul felt the repulsion of this space.
When destruction was about to come, the dark dimension in Dormammu's eyes that was completely controlled by him began to fight.
"Feel the spirit of a barbarian! Scumbag!"
Bulcaisel's voice completely suppressed Dormammu's voice, and the dark dimension began to peel away from Dormammu's body rapidly.
Mercy and Oathkeeper crossed over Bulcaisel's head, and the tense muscles on his body began to release their power.
A layer of lightning on Wu Mian's spiked hammer head was shining, and then it fell heavily on Dormammu's big face that was fading rapidly.
A burst of cyan light flashed on the Oath Keeper's blade, and the two weapons passed through Dormammu's soul one after another.
The entire dark dimension began to scatter like broken glass.
Then it gathered into a deep purple black light and rushed towards Ancient One.
At this time, the real controller of the dark dimension appears.
Dormammu, who forcibly occupied the dark dimension, was abandoned by the dark dimension at the last moment of his existence.
Perhaps this dimension already has a feeling of life and understands the fear of death.
Dormammu gradually dissipated in the last breath of his long life.
